Chapter 112: The wonderful use of the method of ground-forming steel

"Wei Jie," King Wei nodded, his heart was full of confusion and sadness, and he regained his calmness and made a decision to kill. "You go and recruit all the children of the Wei family and see Wuya for the last time!"

"Yes!" Wei Wuji's father responded quickly.

King Wei left Wei Wuji's mother and left with Wei Wuji. He went to Wei Wuya's bedroom and opened the secret wall. He found that in addition to the Blood Spirit Hairpin and "Blood Spirit Strategy", there were more than twenty magic weapons, secrets, elixirs, etc. used by monks, as well as a large number of precious antiques, calligraphy and paintings.

Seeing this, King Wei couldn't help but feel angry again, but when he thought that Wei Wuya was dead, he calmed down again. "It seems that Wuya really has the skills to control his subordinates. He has hidden so many things, but no one has reported it to me."

After a moment of pause, he said again, "Wuji, take away the Blood Spirit Hairpin and "Blood Spirit Strategy". I will also fill the rest in the treasury, thinking that it will be used in the future."

Wei Wuji did not retreat and nodded directly.

Of course, there were storage bags on King Wei, which easily took away everything.

At this time, King Wei suddenly said, "Wuji, according to what Mu Ling said, a big hole has been cracked on your roof. Although there is a formation covering it and no one notices it, it can't always be protected by the formation. That way, it's too conspicuous. What good way do you have to repair it without knowing it?"

"Grandpa, this is just a small matter, you can do it at will!" Wei Wuji seemed extremely confident and said, "Grandpa might as well follow me now to see it. It just so happens that this matter has a lot to do with the safety of my palace and the plan of garrison in Luzhou. Grandpa also needs to nod his head!"

"Oh? Since that's the case, we'll go now!" King Wei has been fighting for Luzhou all his life, and he can't wait to hear this.

"Okay!" Wei Wuji nodded at that time.

The two walked out together. When they passed by the study, Wei Wuji summoned Mu Ling over and whispered, "Now, go dig enough wet soil to fill the big hole in my roof, and find enough glazed tiles to store them in storage bags, and bring them to my room. Remember, don't let anyone discover it!"

"Yes!" Although Mu Ling felt a little frustrated towards Wei Wuji's order, he had no intention of refuting it and responded directly.

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Wei Wuji's bedroom.

King Wei sat upright on a chair, while Wei Wuji stood aside. The two chatted while waiting for Mu Ling's arrival.

But after a moment, Mu Ling's figure fell from the big hole on the roof, and reached out to hand the storage bag to Wei Wuji. Before he could open the door, Wei Wuji said first, "What are you doing for me? Could it be that you still want me, the master, to repair the hole in person?"

"I dare not, but I can't! Besides, it's not enough to rely on earth alone!" When Mu Ling replied, he glanced at Wei Wuji with a slight look, and was extremely cautious.

"What I told you, just do what you want!" Wei Wuji said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Mu Ling responded quickly.

"Grandpa, how about we go up?" Wei Wuji turned his head and asked King Wei.

"Okay!" King Wei also had an extremely pure innate true energy. His light body method was naturally not weak. He was about to fly up but was stopped by Wei Wuji.

"Grandpa, don't be so troublesome, let's go up!" Wei Wuji said, pinching a handprint in the air with both hands. He stood up, and a thick black rainbow that was hugging each other shot down, twisting and extending in the void. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ladder.

"Grandpa, please!" Wei Wuji said.

King Wei stepped up at that time and found that the stairs of the rainbow bridge seemed a little soft, but extremely tough. He walked up and reached the roof in an instant. Wei Wuji and Mu Ling naturally followed him up.

After arriving at the roof, Wei Wuji told Mu Ling, "Take out the soil, use your magic power to condense it into a clay board, put it on the hole, and then spread the glazed tiles!"

"Yes!" Mu Ling can be said to be the meat on the chopping board now, so she dared not have any objection. At that moment, she tilted the storage bag in the air, and in an instant, the soil and glazed tiles inside flew out.

At this time, the ability of Mu Ling, the eleventh-level master of Qi refining, was demonstrated. His thought power was rippling out, and everything floated in the void without falling at all. At the same time, dozens of magic seals were shot out like flowing water. In an instant, the soil quickly condensed together, forming a clay board about stairs long, four feet wide, and three fingers thick. Then, the glazed tiles fell, both light and heavy, and pressed in a little, and arranged neatly.

At this time, Mu Ling stretched out his hand and stood up. Some glazed tiles near the hole flew up, revealing some edges. Together, they were exactly the same size as the clay board.

Mu Ling then attracted the power of his mind, and the clay board fell down immediately, closed it, and then pressed it with a little mana, and the bond was extremely tight without any gap.

After replacing the excess glazed tiles in the storage bag, Mu Ling said carefully, "Master, this seems good, but you can't get water or force. I won't even know the two blessing runes."

Wei Wuji waved his hand, without saying much, and took off a seal tied to his waist, and his magic power flowed in slightly. In an instant, three golden rays of light shot out from the seal, hitting the newly repaired place, rippling with circles of golden halos.

After the golden light disappeared, Wei Wuji signaled Mu Ling with his eyes and said, "Go and feel it!"

Mu Ling stepped on it and found that his feet were as hard as gold and iron, not as soil at all. He was very surprised at that time, and his soul immediately sensed it. After a moment, he said, "The master's magic is really mysterious. At this moment, the soil is so hard that it may not be damaged even if it is cut with a sword!"

"Sword?" Wei Wuji snorted coldly and said, "This is my master's secret technique - a method of steel making in the ground. It is a high-level flying sword. It doesn't take much trouble, and you can't break it!"

Although Mu Ling dared not say it, his expression clearly showed no belief. Wei Wuji said at the time, "You can try it!"

Mu Ling immediately took out his blood flame fork, poked it tentatively, and made a sound of gold and iron clashing. It was really okay, and he spent some mana. He found that the result was still the same. He was shocked at that time and was even more respectful of Wei Wuji.

"Wuji, you might as well say your thoughts, grandpa will definitely support you!" Although King Wei had some thoughts in his mind, he probably was not as thorough as Wei Wuji thought, so he asked directly.

"Grandpa, if you use this method to sprinkle the royal palace, the palace will be indestructible; if you use this method to sprinkle the city walls, the Luzhou will be unbreakable; if you use soil to cast armor, this method will be supplemented by the endless soil, our Luzhou army will be able to all this armor. At that time, who can we break our army?"

After hearing this, King Wei seemed to be able to imagine that situation. He laughed loudly and said, "Okay, all these three things will be left to you. If you have any needs, just mention them!"

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