65 telepathy

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The final destination of Yipin Flying Sword can only be sold cheaply to those junior disciples in the nervous condensation period, and it is already very good to save half of the material value of the initial refining.

In the following days, Pan Jingyun was so addicted to the refinery. Every day, the puppet and the magic weapon were alternately refined. Pan Jingyun found that such alternating refining actually improved faster than the level of a single refining. He didn't know why this was.

A year later, on this day, in the refinery room, Pan Jingyun looked at the broken flying swords and hundreds of first-class flying swords all over the floor and wanted to cry without tears. The broken flying sword was the product of failure at the beginning of refining, and had no value at all. At that time, if there was a waste iron collector, he might be able to sell a few copper coins. More than half of those flying swords are the product of initial refining, and the other half are the product of failure during condensation. At this time, more than half of the materials Pan Jingyun brought from the Dragon Soul City had been consumed, and in addition to the materials secretly given by his father-in-law, he had lost more than 600 million spiritual stones, and it was very good that the hundreds of flying swords could sell 100,000.

Originally, Pan Jingyun's loss was not so big, because among the nearly 200 second-grade flying swords that were successfully refined, nearly 100 successfully condensed into third-grade flying swords. At that time, he was a little excited, but after the excitement, he did not settle down steadily. He impulsively took out 30 three-grade flying swords and continued to condense. All failed. Pan Jingyun was depressed for several days and wanted to stop condensing. But the loss of 30 Sanpin flying swords was choked in his throat. Half a month later, he took out more than 30 Sanpin flying swords and condensed them again. What made him choke was that he failed again. At that time, Pan Jingyun almost hit the wall.

At this time, Pan Jingyun's eyes were already red. After adjusting for half a month, he took all the remaining three-pin flying swords to condense. It was all a failure without any suspense. In the end, Pan Jingyun also took out the killing nine swords. Pan Jingyun had previously known that the killing nine swords purchased by more than two million spiritual stones was actually a three-grade magic weapon.

When the final nine swords also failed to condense, Pan Jingyun calmed down, because he had nothing to condense now. The blackboard brick may be a middle-level or high-level magic weapon. He can't fully control it. He doesn't know how many products it is, and he doesn't have the ability to condense.

In this year, other things happened. First of all, after Murong Meili successfully entered the condensation period and took a foundation fruit, after a month of trying to break through, she really succeeded in building the foundation. Everyone was very happy to celebrate Murong Meili. Only Pan Jingyun shrugged his head, because it was time for him to lose more than 60 three-level flying swords. Secondly, Long Xiaoyue also won a hundred-game winning streak in the college, which is not surprising to Pan Jingyun. With her best equipment and the Danlei she gave her, it is not difficult to win a hundred-game winning streak. In addition, Pan Jingyun accidentally entered the ninth layer of condensation when he was out of energy a few days ago, but he was extremely depressed by the condensed magic weapon at this time, so he was only a little better.

Put the first-class flying swords all over the ground into the space ring. Pan Jingyun walked out of the refining room. At this time, it was late. On the way back, Pan Jingyun felt very relaxed, a little like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

After taking a shower and eating something randomly, Pan Jingyun walked to the backyard. Back to the room, Pan Jingyun unexpectedly found that Murong Meili was also there. He was sitting in ** practicing. When he saw Pan Jingyun come in, he stopped.

Pan Jingyun couldn't help asking, "Why are you here?"

"The materials over there happened to be collected, so I came here. Now the business is not very easy. Maybe we run too often, and the time to buy and sell materials has been greatly lengthened. It's good to have a trip in half a year. And the profit is a little less than before. Murong Meili, a little money fan, is a little worried about the business becoming more and more difficult.

"It's okay. With me, a refiner, the spirit stone will naturally roll in the future." Pan Jingyun took off his coat, jumped directly onto the big bed and leaned against the edge of the bed, holding Murong Meili on his lap.

When Murong Meili heard Pan Jingyun's words, her eyes couldn't help but brighten up. She stroked Pan Jingyun's chest and said in a delicate voice, "So how many magic weapons can you refine now? Can you earn a spiritual stone?"

"The third grade is the same grade as your yellow dragon knife."

"Really? My brother Jingyun is awesome. How much has been refined? Give it to me. I'll change it to a spiritual stone for you. Murong Meili seems to have a special love for Lingshi except Pan Jingyun.

"Well, there were more than 90 three-grade flying swords, but..." Pan Jingyun was embarrassed to go on.

"Wow, there are so many. Take it out and give it to me, but what's wrong?" Murong Meili can't wait.

Pan Jingyun gave the space ring with a flying sword to Murong Meili, and then said, "However, when I took it to the fourth grade, all failed and all of them fell back to Yipin. You can take it to the Dragon Soul Branch tomorrow and ask them to help sell it.

Murong Meili looked at Pan Jingyun in a daze as if she was looking at a prodigal son and wanted to scold Pan Jingyun for a few words, but in the end she did not dare to scold him and comfort him, "Forget forget it, don't be so impulsive in the future."

Pan Jingyun kissed her on the lips gratefully and said, "Beautiful, look, I have lost so many spiritual stones this year. Can you support my husband?"

Murong Meili blinked her eyes and said, "Support is free to talk about. It's okay to lend it to you, but if you want to calculate interest, it will be doubled a year." Since Murong Meili broke through to the foundation period, she has obviously had a lot of confidence. In the past, she was always blackmailed by Pan Jingyun, but now she dares to blackmail Pan Jingyun.

Pan Jingyun was so angry that she pinched her fiercely. These women were higher than themselves, and they all climbed on their heads and dared to blackmail me to see how I deal with you.

Murong Meili was pinched and screamed 'ah'. She beat Pan Jingyun and said, "I'm joking with you. Why are you pinching others so hard?"

Hearing her say this, Pan Jingyun also felt that he was exerting a little hard. He gently rubbed her mouth and said, "I didn't use much force."

Murong Meili picked up her clothes and said, "You still said you didn't work hard. You see, you've been pinched."

Pan Jingyun saw that her body was really blue, and said with a little embarrassment, "Ah, I didn't mean it. I didn't control it well. By the way, can you support me with two billion spiritual stones?"

"Why are you so open your mouth? We haven't made a billion this year. You want 2 billion at once. I'll steal it to you. I'll give you at most 1 billion, and it's not for free. If you want to pay it back in the future, you can't let Xiaoyue find out, or I'll be scolded to death by her." Murong Meili almost jumped up from ** and said.

"Well, one billion is one billion. By the way, have you been peeping at others recently? You are not allowed to go alone. If you want to go, you have to go with me.

Murongmei blushed and said, "No, I will never do that alone. By the way, there is something to tell you, because I often go crazy. My sister is a little suspicious. I can't tell her about the fairy palace, but I have asked her to swear not to tell anyone. It's just that she wants to play with me. Do you agree?"

Looking at her pleading eyes, Pan Jingyun thought to herself that the relationship between the two sisters was not ordinary. Anyway, she already knew it, and it didn't matter if she let her go. Besides, let her see my big house, and it will be easier to soak her in the future. Thinking of the beauty, Pan Jingyun couldn't help saying generously, "Then take her, but you must tell her not to tell anyone, including your parents."

Murong Meili nodded vibly.

Late night, big**.

Suddenly, Pan Jingyun stopped and looked around quietly.

"What's wrong with you?" Murong Meili looked at Pan Jingyun doubtfully, with a charming face.

"I seem to hear two voices calling. There will be no echo here." Pan Jingyun said doubtfully.

"How can this be? You're so bad." Murong Meili's face turned red by him.

Pan Jingyun's soul power emanated and carefully felt the sound around him. Sure enough, a voice came soon. Moreover, the louder Pan Jingyun moved, the louder his voice became. Pan Jingyun did not move, and his voice stopped.

This time, Murong Meili also heard the voice. Although Pan Jingyun's soul is much stronger than that of ordinary people, Murong Meili is now a foundation-building monk. Now her soul power should be similar to Pan Jingyun's.

The two couldn't help but feel a little creepy. This is too strange. How could it be like this? Murong Meili hugged Pan Jingyun with a little fear. The chest was tightly pressed against Pan Jingyun's chest.

Pan Jingyun thought for a long time, and suddenly his heart moved and said, "Is it your sister's voice? Does it mean that your sisters have telepathy?"

Murong Meili was also a little suspicious and said, "The voice seems to come from there."

The two tried several times again, and this time they were really sure that the voice was sent by Murong Meiyan. Pan Jingyun couldn't help but have a bad smile on his face.

Murong Meili immediately understood Pan Jingyun's bad thoughts and said angrily, "Don't hit my sister."

Pan Jingyun immediately restrained his smile and pretended to be serious and said, "How can it be? If I do that, I won't become a beast." But I thought to myself that I was half a monster.