Listening to the howling wind in his ears, Liu Ming's face turned pale, holding a red gold falcon in one hand and holding the horns of the cold dragon tightly with the other hand.

He wanted to scream, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the strong wind blew his stomach.

Huh ~

The cold dragon swooped down, and the strong wind blew up thick snow on the ground.

Among the snowflakes, Ji Liu and the others felt a flash in front of them. There were two more eagles in front of them. There was a cold dragon circling in the air, and sometimes a roar like a cow or a tiger.

A mountain-like aura filled the world, covering the entire snow, and even more oppressing their bodies and minds.

It immediately dispelled all the courage in their hearts and trembled in their hearts.

"Huhh!"

As soon as the Liuming landed, he started to retching.

The golden eagle that he grabbed one of his wings made a crisp chirping, but seemed to be greatly frightened and did not even dare to break free from the palm that seemed extremely weak to it.

What made it so frightened was not the cold dragon circling in the air at this time, but the Taoist standing quietly in front of it.

"Golden Feather Eagle..."

Feeling the drooping eyes of mountains, Ji Liu felt a little dry and his heartbeat was rapid.

There was a lot of disdain before, but now he felt so depressed.

In the fundamental sense, belittled the enemy was because of fear, but at this moment he discovered that the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified.

The Taoist stood silently, but gave him huge pressure like the sky collapsed, making him unable to help but his mouth and breathing rapidly.

The golden-feathered eagle that was caught by the little monk like a chicken caught a cub made his heart sank.

Could it be that this Taoist man had discovered their traces long ago?

‘This man has such a strong aura…’

Ji Ba was also depressed and his breathing was a little uncomfortable.

He knew that the Taoist was deliberately using power to suppress people, and he might not have really taken action, but the Taoist's god was too powerful and suppressed them completely, making him extremely depressed and full of fear.

It seems that the courage that once fought on the battlefield has disappeared at this moment.

Just like an ordinary person with a tiger beside him, even if the tiger is full of wine and food, the fear in his heart will not disappear.

There is nothing else, just because life and death are caused by a person's thoughts.

"Are you waiting for me?"

An Qisheng glanced at the two of them indifferently.

Before March, Ji Chonghua came and returned, and he could not lock his position, but he had naturally discovered the traces of these two people.

I just didn't care.

Although the Golden Eagle is a spiritual bird and has very few heaven and earth, the Golden Eagle King is still inferior to the Cold Dragon. How can these descendants of the Golden Eagle King escape the Cold Dragon's claws?

Of course, it was easily caught as soon as it was lifted.

Even if it weren't for his intention, the moment the golden-feathered eagle flew into the sky, it would have been a delicious meal from Han Jiao's mouth.

"An, Master An."

Ji Liu took a deep breath and forced a smile: "We came to give gifts to the Lord at the order of the Grand Master, without any malice."

"Give a gift?"

An Qisheng didn't comment and looked calm.

But the two of them felt that the pressure on their bodies suddenly decreased, and a big rock in their hearts was unloaded.

Needless to say, I immediately stepped to the side of the pavilion and opened the three large iron box that was originally covered with snow but was blown away by the strong wind.

The three-piece large iron box was square and very small. When opened, it was neither gold nor silver, but iron ingots with different colors and materials.

At first glance, it is less than a few dozen yuan, and its weight is probably more than a thousand pounds.

Among them are rare metals such as cold iron essence, flame essence iron, yang stone, meteorite, earth mother stone and other rare metals, which are of great value.

For example, the essence of cold iron is required to undergo special refining of 100 kilograms of cold iron to obtain three kilograms. This is also true of other materials, all of which are extremely rare materials.

Although its value is not as high as the material value of his casting this spear, it is enough to cast a magic weapon.

This gift is a great gift for anyone.

Ji Chonghua was quite generous, and he gave a big gift without talking about anything, regardless of success or failure.

However, An Qisheng just took a look, then withdrew his eyes and answered indifferently:

“Things are pretty good.”

Ji Liu and the others glanced at An Qisheng's palm that had not yet opened but was sharp, as if they were about to look at it, and they felt like they were about to bleed. They felt a little in their hearts.

Knowing that his magic weapon was in hand, the weight of this heavy gift in his heart was greatly reduced.

"Master Taoist, although the magic weapon is made, it still needs to draw the essence of hardware to nourish it..."

Ji Liu gritted his teeth and spoke.

After the magic weapon is formed, a large amount of gold and iron essence must be absorbed to nourish the spirit and enhance the power.

Even the powerful divine vein who have been famous for a long time have to search for these strange metals, so this gift is of no use.

"You said it right."

An Qisheng nodded slightly and said indifferently:

"Let's talk, what is your master going to do when he gives such a heavy gift?"

After the divine weapon was forged, it was not far from the day of his divine vein.

This process requires that this divine weapon be highly consistent with his "god" until the weapon is turned into a "god".

That is, the divine weapon that can be controlled by the body is turned into a divine weapon that can also be used in the "god".

This process is called "transforming weapons into the body" or "deified weapons".

This is not the case. Only when the Yin God leaves his body can the divine weapons have the effect of avoiding disasters and robberies.

As for absorbing the essence of metal and iron to nourish the magic weapon, that was the next thing. At this time, he had not yet "deified weapons", and he had not reached the level of using the essence of metal and iron to nourish the spirituality of weapons.

"Master of Taoism."

Ji Liu glanced at the Golden Feather Eagle.

I secretly called luck in my heart. Even if I didn’t exaggerate or have any subjectivity in the faith raft, even if An Qisheng knew about it, there would be no obstacles.

Otherwise, this will be dead.

He pondered for a moment, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said, "My Grand Master was not in Dafeng a few years ago. When he came back this time, he was quite admired by the Taoist priest and wanted to make friends with the Taoist priest..."

"No need to say nonsense."

He had just spoken, and An Qisheng interrupted.

Ji Liu's face turned red, but when he saw the calm and indifferent eyes, his heart felt cold again.

I could only grit my teeth and continued:

"My Grand Master doesn't want to make enemies with a great figure like you. I hope to resolve the grudges between you and the court and turn enemies into friends in the future. Whether the Taoist priest wants to establish a sect or walk alone in the world, it will be much more convenient..."

As soon as he said that, Ji Liu felt relieved.

What he feared most was that his words of belittled this person before were heard, so that he took anger and gave him no chance to say this.

As soon as he said this, he naturally felt relaxed.

Although he had just returned from the north with Ji Chonghua, he also knew the grudges between An Qisheng and the court.

In his opinion, the imperial court suffered losses in the past, and this old Taoist priest did not suffer any loss.

Now that the court has taken the initiative to show his kindness, he wants to resolve this grudge, he can't even think of any reason for him to refuse.

Otherwise, if you have to fight the court to the end, even if you have the divine vein, you will definitely not have a good ending.

However, Ji Ba's expression tightened slightly, and he faintly noticed that something was wrong.

Because he didn't see An Qisheng's face and body, and didn't feel even a trace of joy.

Some are just the calm and indifferent like an abyss.

"Ji Chonghua is generous. He can write it off even if I kill so many masters from the court."

Upon hearing this, An Qisheng smiled, but his eyes were filled with a hint of chill.

"My Grand Master Prime Minister Yin and Yang have a broad mind. How can I care about temporary gains and losses? Grand Master's demeanor..."

Seeing An Qisheng laughing, Ji Liu felt calm and although he was humble, he couldn't help but feel a little arrogant in his tone.

Ji Chonghua went all the way up, first joining the army and becoming a marquis, then becoming a general and becoming a prime minister. What a person?

Although he is a slave, he is also honored.

"It's a pity, I've never been a generous person..."
To be continued...