Sun Ang held the sword and waved it a few times, and it felt very smooth. The energy penetrated into it, and it was more adaptable than ordinary weapons.

"Haha!" He laughed loudly, and the sword technique was used. In the narrow room, the sword wind was surging, making sounds like a tsunami. Although the sword wave was not activated, its power was already amazing.

This is the power of the magic weapon!

From this moment on, Sun Ang officially became a promising creator! Unfortunately, Master Sun Ningyuan would have been traveling far away, otherwise he would have been sincerely proud of his disciples.

Sun Ang continued his efforts and created three more weapons in one breath. It was still because of experience that both failed, and only one of them succeeded.

Sun Ang kept shook his head: "The success rate is only half, it's too low."

Sun Ningyuan walked in a hurry, leaving only one step behind "Nine Fire Forging Technique", and even many creators had no time to tell Sun Ang. Therefore, Sun Ang could only judge based on his "intuition", and the success rate this time was too low.

However, this is the first time I have created a magic weapon, and it is acceptable to have a lower success rate.

The second magic weapon was a pair of short swords. Sun Ang made an exquisite leather hood, and the short sword was inserted into the leather hood. The leather hood was buckled with two crossed belts. The two magic weapon short swords were just hidden under the armpits on both sides, covering the clothes outside. It was impossible to tell that there was another magic weapon hidden on him.

Sun Yi was already ready, and he gathered his two teammates in his No. 1 courtyard. When Sun Ang arrived, everyone divided the elixir evenly and set out towards the Yeling Hunting Ground.

...

After Sun Ang left for a few hours, a group of people suddenly rushed into Aofeng Hall. Sun Ning anxiously commanded many disciples: "Cleaning it out quickly, don't let Mr. Su feel that we are negligent..."

"That person, go and clean the fallen leaves on the roof."

"You, go get water and clean the ground here."

"You idiot, you are so slow, so you are embarrassed to tell people that you have the cultivation level of the four meridians?"

Aofeng Hall, which has been deserted since Sun Ningyuan left, suddenly became lively.

They worked hard for more than an hour, and Aofengtang, which had already seemed a little dilapidated, suddenly turned a new look. Sun Ning nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, come with me to welcome Mr. Su at the door. Calculate the time, it should be almost here."

This group of people were photographed in two teams at the door of Aofeng Hall, and Sun Ning took them personally. After waiting for a long time, he didn't even see a ghost.

The Sun family's children muttered secretly: "What the hell is going on? Are you teasing us?"

Sun Ningshu turned around and glared at them fiercely: "Idiots! Shut up all of you! Can you keep Master Duan and be vital to the entire family? What's wrong with waiting for a while?"

It was not until the afternoon that I saw Sun Ningzhi, the eldest elder of the ancestral land, and an elder of the family came from afar with an arrogant young man.

Sun Ningsou was overjoyed: "Here you come!"

He waved his hand and dozens of Sun's children behind him bowed together: "Welcome to Mr. Su!"

The young man stood behind his hands, and didn't even look at the ordinary children. He stood at the door and looked at Sun Ning who was coming up, and said to him: "The conditions here are really simple. In theory, the Sun family of Weiyuan County is a wealthy family, so why can't they bear to give up money?"

Sun Ning was embarrassed and racked his brains to make excuses: "This... Master Sun Ningyuan, the former advocated simplicity."

"Tsk—" The young man sneered and was extremely arrogant: "Sun Ningyuan's level is so embarrassed to call himself a master?"

No one from Sun Ning Institute knew how to respond. Sun Ningyuan was a member of the Sun family after all.

Su Mo sneered, Sun Ningzhi and the other two were all laughing, and the Sun family members were not afraid to speak out, and then they said, "Let's go, go in and take a look."

Sun Ningzhi hurriedly accompanied him: "Please, Mr. Su."

After entering, Su Mo was indeed sarcastic: "This central iron smelting furnace is too small, the temperature is not up to the point. Better materials cannot be melted at all, and they must be rebuilt."

"This is where Sun Ningyuan lived in the past? Demolition, this kind of slum-like place, do you have the nerve to invite my master to live in? What about sending beggars?"

"The layout here is seriously unreasonable and must be rectified!"

"What is this? Sun Ningyuan's iron room? Demolition! What's the use of keeping such a place?"

Sun Ningzhi gradually realized that Su Mo didn't like any place where Sun Ningyuan was responsible for building it, and he must rebuild it.

He sighed secretly, "One emperor and one minister, the other's master, Master Duan is about to enter Aofeng Hall and become the new creator of the family. Whatever they say is what they say.

As for Sun Ningyuan, he left without saying goodbye, and whether he could come back alive would be a problem.

After Su Mo inspected Aofengtang, he still said arrogantly to the three elders who were almost forty years older than him: "That's all. My master is very easy-going and has not caused any trouble for you, but you must also be a little self-aware and handle all these things well. Otherwise, don't think that my master can condescend to join your Sun family."

"Yes, we understand." The Creator was noble. After the Sun family lost Sun Ningyuan, they urgently longed for another Creator to join, and the three elders did not dare to neglect them.

After seeing Su Mo away, Sun Ning said to the elder worriedly: "It's nothing to modify them all according to his requirements, but Sun Ningyuan has an apprentice."

Sun Ningzhi's heart skipped a beat, but he forgot about Sun Ang.

He thought for a while: "The situation is stronger than that of others. Even if Sun Ang misses his master, what can he do when facing a powerful and noble creator? Alas..."

...

Sun Ang and the other four were heading to Hulao Mountain. Sun Yi introduced to him: "This is Sun Jian and Sun Tang, they are all at the peak of the power of the seven veins."

Both of them are children of Zhenwu and have a good relationship with Sun Yi. Facing Sun Ang, two guys who are extremely arrogant on weekdays also accompanied them with a smile on their faces: "This time we are the weakest, please take care of us for more."

No one in the entire ancestral land dares to underestimate Sun Ang’s current realm and martial arts.

Sun Ang nodded slightly: "We should help each other in a team."

Hulao Mountain is vast and the mountain roads are difficult to walk. It takes two days for Sun Ang and his team to rush over. While resting on the way, everyone practiced the way to cooperate with the attack based on their own martial arts.

The violent beasts are not too far from the Yayuan Shredder. It is said that it may be because mysterious energy will be radiated from the Yayuan Shredder. Without the nourishment of these energy, the strength of the violent beasts will continue to decline.

"Be careful, you will encounter violent beasts when you move forward!" Sun Yi reminded and skillfully unsheathed his seedling knife.

He had come with his elders once and was quite familiar with this place.

Sun Ang and the other two nodded, and raised their vigilance. He gently pulled out his sword, and a cold light like autumn water flashed by, illuminating the eyes of Sun Yi and the other two: "Divine Soldier!"

No matter where or when, divine weapons are always a scarce resource, and this scarcity is even far above the spiritual pill. After all, there are dozens of pills that are refined in a furnace of pills, and the creator will work hard for a long time to build a divine weapon, but it may not be successful.

Sun Yi and the other two are all hope stars of their respective families. They have never been short of all kinds of supplies, but they do not have magic weapons either.

Many real warriors in the family do not have divine weapons, let alone their children who have not yet been born. Even Sun Yi does not have a divine weapon of his own so far.

Their future is infinitely great, and they will definitely be in the hands of magic weapons in the future. Even if Sun Yi is lucky, he might be able to get a pill weapon in the distant future.

However, for several young men who are still practicing in their ancestral land, the divine weapons are definitely unattainable treasures.

Everyone knows Sun Ang’s situation in Anhuai Sun family. Under Sun Yuanshan’s control, Anhuai Sun family could not provide him with magical weapons.

Sun Yi couldn't help asking: "What your father gave it to you?"

Because he really couldn't think of any other possibility.

But unexpectedly, Sun Ang shook his head casually: "I made it myself."

The three of them lost their minds in an instant: "You created it yourself? But, but Master Sun Ningyuan left so early. Didn't you say that he didn't have time to teach you the skills of forging divine weapons?"

Sun Ang smiled: "Master has left a secret book, I have explored it myself."

"..." The three of them were hit hard. When will it be so easy to become a creator? If this is true, how could a creator be so scarce and noble?

The three of them looked at Sun Ang with a look of looking at the monster. Sun Yi couldn't help but sigh: "You kid, you have suddenly changed like a person in the past six months, and you're trying to hit people in a variety of ways..."

Sun Jian and Sun Tang nodded deeply, first practicing and making progress, and then creating things. They actually rely on this secret book of dead objects to become creators!

Above the seven realms of the Dark Sea, I don’t know how many people have been working hard all their lives, and have guidance from teachers, so they may not be able to become an essay since then.

This kid succeeded easily!
Chapter completed!