Xiang Zheng was naturally happy. This was still a wrist guard. In fact, it was much stronger than those attack weapons. Among the masters, this should be considered superior. However, what Xiang Zheng was a little unwilling to do was that he found that this wrist guard was a right-hand wrist guard. If it were a left-hand wrist guard, Xiang Zheng would feel that it was more perfect.

I couldn't help but ask, "Dongfang Mo, why do you think of refining such a wrist guard? Isn't it a pair of wrist guards? Why is there only one from the right hand?"

Dongfang Mo's spiritual consciousness has been locking on Xiang Zheng, very careful. Xiang Zheng's little bit of disappointment and little bit of doubt made Dongfang Mo clearly feel that he seemed to want the left hand more. Why is this?

However, I couldn't figure it out and it was even more impossible to ask. Therefore, Dongfang Mo respectfully took out a scrap from his Nine Palace Bracelet and said with a wry smile: "Master, I don't know what's going on. I did make a pair of them, but I only succeeded one. This one is not even an ordinary wrist guard, and it has become a scrap copper and iron."

When Xiang Zheng saw this wrist guard, he really looked carefully with his spiritual sense. Finally, he could only nod his head regretfully: "It is rare to be able to succeed one."

This time, Xiang Zheng did not refuse like the dragon patterned elixir, but he suddenly formed a blood contract and put it on his right wrist.

"I really didn't expect that you guys really had a trick, but others wanted to refine fierce offensive weapons. You actually refine this for the first time." Although Xiang Zheng seemed casual, he still wanted to know the reason in his words.

How could Dongfang Mo not understand? So he said, "Master, I'm going to tell you, when I was walking around in the Youtian Holy Land, when I passed by a mountain range, I suddenly felt that something seemed to appear in my mind. It was a wonderful feeling. At that time, I just felt one, just one on my left hand. At that time, I thought the same as you did. If I refine my wrist guards, it would definitely be a pair."

"Just now, when I was refining weapons, I couldn't help but think of this, so I wanted to refine a pair of wrist guards, but I succeeded in the right hand. If this was to be with the one I felt at that time, it would be a pair," Dongfang Mo replied with a smile.

It seems mysterious and even unbelievable joke, but Xiang Zheng seems very interested: "Where do you feel this way?"

"Where is it?" Dongfang Mo pondered for a moment, "By the way, it was felt by the Xue Xiu Peak not far from the prehistoric cave." Dongfang Mo still said this name casually

"Here." Xiang Zheng involuntarily raised some voices.

Dongfang Mo suddenly looked up at Xiang Zheng: "Master, is there anything wrong here?"

"Uh, it's not wrong, it's just now." Xiang Zheng remembered the things that gave him a headache just now.

"Master, do you have anything to worry about?" Xiang Zheng's expression made it impossible for anyone to ask.

Only then did Xiang Zheng tell Dongfang Mo about his troubles. Dongfang Mo didn't expect that Xiang Zheng would trust him so much, and even said these worries in his heart without any concealment.

"Master, if you believe in the younger generation, I am willing to go with several elders." Dongfang Mo volunteered.

Xiang Zheng looked at Dongfang Mo with a little relief in his eyes, but then he shook his head: "Dongfang Mo, your ban technique is indeed above these elders. Maybe at the end, you are indispensable, but your cultivation level." Xiang Zheng did not say the second half of the sentence.

Dongfang Mo continued very bluntly: "Is it possible that I will be killed before I can play my role?"

Xiang Zheng was stunned for a moment. No practitioner would say such words in a blunt way. After all, it was still a bit taboo, especially those who practiced the magical skills.

Immediately afterwards, Dongfang Mo smiled again: "Master, I am wandering around this place alone. If I didn't know how to avoid danger, I would have no life to come to your Jiuyou Underworld. Thinking about the time, I wanted to go to the Zonglin Sect, but I was bullied by these two little disciples. When I arrived at the Jiuyou Underworld, you could see me personally. This gap was shocking in the heart of my juniors. In addition, there is a treasure like the Five-Colored Cauldron of Jiuyou Underworld. Now, even if you drive me away, I don't want to leave. I am willing to give a large part of the things I refined to the Jiuyou Underworld, just to repay your kindness for your understanding." Dongfang Mo said this, there was no joke at the time and righteous words, "This time, I went out with the three elders, and I also wanted to see what the capital of the Zonglin Sect's two-team has so arrogant. If I have the chance, I really don't mind slapping them in the face."

Xiang Zheng was so happy to hear Dongfang Mo's words. For so many years, the Nine Netherworld Mansion has been suppressed by the Zonglin Sect. Now, since Dongfang Mo is willing to stand up for his Nine Netherworld Mansion, he will definitely agree with it. In this way, he will completely bind Dongfang Mo to his Nine Netherworld Mansion. No matter how hard he can't see through this Dongfang Mo, if he offends the Zonglin Sect in the Youtian Holy Realm, then what place can he go besides his Nine Netherworld Mansion?

"Okay, since that's the case, the Lord of the Mansion will allow you to go, but you can remember to ensure your safety." Xiang Zheng finally nodded and agreed.

Dongfang Mo nodded quickly: "Master, now, I have become the guest elder of the Nine Netherworld Mansion. It's just that our Nine Netherworld Mansion knows that this time, I will go out with the elders, otherwise I'd better go out as a disciple, so that I won't attract attention if I come up." Dongfang Mo seemed to be really cherishing his life.

Xiang Zheng thought for a while, nodded, agreed, and took out the token of the nameless disciple of the Nine Netherworld Palace from his arms and handed it to Dongfang Mo: "You can see it yourself. When you need to prove your identity, you can take out any token you are willing to."

Dongfang Mo was very happy with the token of the nominal disciple, and was very grateful. After thanking the Lord of the Palace, he continued to speak: "Lord of the Palace, don't worry, let alone," Dongfang Mo stopped and said to Xiang Zheng with a smile, "Lord of the Palace, if I really have my body destroyed, I will escape back to the Nine Netherworld Mansion, you can't want me." This joke made Xiang Zheng feel more at ease.

"Haha, you young man, you dare to say anything. It would be strange if you don't regret it when you really arrive. Okay, take this one," Xiang Zheng said, throwing a small bottle towards Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo raised his hand without caring and took it. This very trustworthy action made Xiang Zheng very satisfied, and he temporarily let go of his suspiciousness.

When Dongfang Mo saw this bottle clearly, he almost jumped up excitedly. This was actually a very famous cultivation object in the Holy Land of Youtian, Sakuragi Hualu.

But a small bottle of sakura wood flower dew is really the best practice, but with a sweep of spiritual consciousness, this sakura wood flower dew is only a hundred drops, but if it is ordinary half, it will be enough to survive the heavenly tribulation.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you," Dongfang Mo was very excited and thanked Xiang Zheng incoherently.

"Okay, Tang Jun and the others are ready. I will let the Blood Knife go there later. How long does it take to refine these cherry blossom dew?" Obviously, the Lord of the Nine Nether Palace is willing to give Dongfang Mo the green light.

Dongfang Mo smiled and said to Xiang Zheng: "Master, this matter is more important. I can find an opportunity to refine it halfway, and I can follow the elders out immediately."

"Go down, give you half an hour to prepare. Tang Jun will send someone to find you and give me a little face to the Nine Netherworld Mansion." Xiang Zheng waved his hand at Dongfang Mo, and the wrist guard on his wrist was not taken down at all.

Dongfang Mo left now, holding the cherry tree flower dew tightly, feeling both happy and nervous. He really didn't know what kind of storm he would be in after this action.

"Brother Dongfang, how about it?" Blood Knife was waiting outside. When he saw Dongfang Mo coming out, he hurriedly walked up to ask.

Dongfang Mo smiled and said, "Brother Blood Knife, now, the Lord of the Mansion should be in a better mood. There is no need to worry so much."

Seeing Feng Mo expose his words suddenly, Blood Sword felt a little embarrassed, but when he laughed, the embarrassment passed, and he nodded at Dongfang Mo: "Brother Dongfang uses how to make my master feel better." Blood Sword really wanted to know the inside story.

Dongfang Mo smiled mysteriously: "Brother Blood Knife, the Lord of the Mansion asked me to keep it secret and could not tell anyone, so I must abide by the Lord of the Mansion's arrangements. Maybe the Lord of the Mansion trusts you and will tell you something may not be sure."

The blood knife pulled the corner of his lips and smiled, thinking to himself, watching the Lord of the Mansion is valued, just so arrogant, you will know what it will feel when you fall down. There was a precedent before, isn't there any such thing as the master of Xiaoming Palace, isn't it the same? As long as the Lord of the Mansion is one finger, he will die without a place to bury him.

When Blood Knife seemed to be thinking about something, Dongfang Mo's voice transmission suddenly rang in Blood Knife's ear: "Brother Blood Knife, this time I went to that place called Honghuang Cave, the Lord of the Palace asked me to go too, maybe we can have a deeper chat then."

After putting down this sentence, Dongfang Mo left the Nine Nether Palace.
Chapter completed!