Chapter 910 Who Did He Customize for Thirty Years Ago

Ning Xuemo felt that the Emei thorn would never be completed in three to five years.

The swordsmith proudly said: "Thirty years!"

Thirty years? !

Ning Xuemo's heart skipped a beat, she has only known the Great God for a few months...

It seems that this unique magic weapon was not specially made for her.

The style of this weapon looks like it is specially prepared for girls, so who did he customize it for thirty years ago?

Ye Qingluan? Or Yunxi? Or is it another confidante she doesn't know yet? Or his future wife?

She suddenly found that she knew almost nothing about the Great God...

She slowly lowered the Emei thorn.

"Why? Don't you like it?" Shen Jiuli raised his eyebrows.

He thought that Xuemo would jump up for joy when she received this gift, but he didn't expect that she would be so excited one moment, and this indifferent expression the next moment.

Ning Xuemo smiled, and said bluntly: "Master, this is for others, right? I don't want to plunder people's beauty." Speaking of this, my heart suddenly moved!

It's hard to say if it was prepared for Yunxi, but if it was prepared for Ye Qingluan...

Damn, then she should plunder people's beauty! Get mad at that broken man! She doesn't want to promote such a high style!

"Great God, who did you prepare this treasure for?" The gods bless you, don't give it to Ye Qingluan, otherwise she will really steal it rudely!

Shen Jiuli glanced at her, raised his hand to put the weapon in the storage space, and said indifferently: "Since you don't want it, then don't care who I prepared it for."

Ning Xuemo: "..."

Her momentary pride missed a treasure!

Cut, he actually didn't want to give it to himself, did he? Just let her try it out.

Like a modern domineering president who takes his secretary to buy a gift, and let the secretary hold the palm of his hand, the gift is of course for others...

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't swallow this breath, so she asked the owner of the small shop, "Where is Moonlight Mountain?"

Shen Jiuli's eyes moved, and he guessed what she meant, but he didn't speak.

The swordsmith looked her up and down and shook his head: "Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

Ning Xuemo: "...how do you say it?"

"Moonlight Mountain can't be climbed by anyone with non-celestial psychic power. The girl's psychic power should be around the second level of the earth level. The difference is too far! Don't talk about finding the Moonlight Iron, even if you find that mountain, you won't be able to go up there!"

Unexpectedly, this swordsmith has a pair of sharp eyes!

But there should be very few people with heavenly power, right?

Maybe there are many old countries?

After all, people here are immortal and can have infinite time to practice. There should be a large number of people who have reached this level, right?

"Do you really want to go to Moonlight Mountain?" Shen Jiuli looked at her with a half-smile, "I can send you there."

The swordsmith's face changed, he glanced at Shen Jiuli, and frowned slightly: "What if I can go up? The guardian beast on Moonlight Mountain will eat her too!"

Shen Jiuli folded his arms and looked at Ning Xuemo: "There is indeed a kind of guardian animal on Moonlight Mountain——Moonlight pterosaur, an eighth-level beast, good at fire attack, invisible, and as fast as lightning. Also known as Dianguang Beast..." He quickly explained the characteristics of this beast: "Are you sure you want to go?"

This is his aggressive method?

Ning Xuemo quickly analyzed the characteristics of this beast in her heart...

She smiled slightly, and said simply: "Not bad! As long as you can send me up there!"