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What is recorded in this book is the refining method of high-level spiritual weapons, and involves the refining methods of top-level spiritual weapons.

Shi Qi wanted to see if Su Lang's powerful savvy could be fully grasped after listening to it.

Thus, a new round of teaching began.

Shi Qi asked while speaking, and Su Lang answered while listening.

The results are extremely shocking!

Su Lang can still grasp all the relevant tricks after listening to it!

In the horror, Shiqi and Qiu Dong once again produced more advanced top-level spiritual weapon refining classics.

But Su Lang would also understand it after listening to it again, and he would take the test at random, and no question could not be answered!

"This perception is really abnormal!"

Shi Qi and Qiu Dong looked at Su Lang in front of them, only to feel that this was a monster!

They had thought that it would be great today to allow Su Lang to perfectly master the refining methods of low-level spirit weapons.

But Su Lang actually learned the top sage soldier in a short time!

How long have you been in this class? Not for a few hours!

Although Su Lang originally had the basis for refining spiritual weapons, in the eyes of Qiu Dong and Shi Qi, this was still incredible!

Qiu Dong resisted the horror in his heart, and said: "Ah, Su Lang, next we try to learn the refining of king-level weapons, how about?"

He wanted to see whether Su Lang could learn it so easily at the level of a king.

"No, two masters!"

Su Lang said, "I have learned a lot today. I am afraid of forgetting, so I plan to go back and consolidate it, and then learn the classics of king-level craftsmanship."

"That's great!"

When Qiudong heard this, he didn't know why, he was actually relieved.

It turns out that genius has its limits, and knowledge must be consolidated...

"In that case, let's continue next time!" Shi Qi smiled.

"Yes!"

Su Lang smiled and nodded, "However, the disciple has a few questions that are not related to refining..."

Shi Qi nodded and said: "You can ask, we two know nothing but talk."

"Two masters."

Su Lang asked: "I want to know how far the Wind Spirit is from our Tatian stronghold, and in which direction?"

"It turned out to be a question about the Wind Spirit Race."

Shi Qi smiled and said, "Actually, you were very close to the Fengling clan's territory before."

"what?"

Su Lang looked surprised, "Is that where the branch stronghold is located?"

"Yes, our Tatian stronghold is on the edge of the silver horn tribe."

"And the Silver Horn and the Wind Spirit are actually two neighbors."

"In other words, we are in the middle of the silver horn tribe and the wind spirit tribe."

"And that colorful poisonous miasma branch stronghold is very close to the territory of the Wind Spirit Race."

Qiu Dong continued, "However, between the Yinjiao tribe and the Fengling tribe, there is a very long and tall Hengduan mountain range.

There are many powerful fierce beasts in the Hengduan Mountains as a buffer, and the Wind Spirit Race and the Silver Horn Race are hostile, so the Wind Spirit Race rarely appears here. "

"That's it!"

Su Lang nodded suddenly, "Thank you two masters for answering questions."

"Thank you, this should have been told to you."

Shi Qi smiled, and then sighed again, "Originally, the colorful branch base was the most suitable place for newcomers to experience, but unfortunately, it's not safe anymore."

As soon as this remark came out, Su Lang felt strange again.

"Haha, Canglan Continent is not safe anywhere."

Qiu Dong smiled and said, "Only when our human race becomes stronger can we be considered truly safe."

As he said, he looked forward to Su Lang: "Su Lang, you have to grow up as soon as possible!"

"Sure to live up to the trust."

Su Lang bowed his hands and looked solemnly.

Soon, the three of them talked a little more, and Su Lang left.

...

After parting with the two Wu Zuns, Shi Qi and Qiu Dong, Su Lang sneaked back to his residence.

——He was afraid of being caught by a certain master again to study!

"Finally home!"

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Su Lang closed his eyes and directly used ‘perfect leaning’ on a clone.