Sun Changlin looked at the silver talisman knife controlled by Song Jian, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"You are holding the talisman knife very stably!" Sun Changlin said in astonishment.
Song Jian's mouth curled up slightly, his formation skills were much higher than anyone had imagined. He only revealed a little, and it had already shocked the junior Sword Array Master.
The Sword Stone in Song Jian's hand kept flashing, and inside, it seemed as if there was a small silver fish swimming constantly.
"Fine gold!" Song Jian whispered.
Sun Changlin was stunned for a moment and then immediately realized. He took a wooden box from the shelf, opened it, and inside was golden powder as fine as sand.
Swish~
As if a breeze blew, a thin layer of the fine gold powder was scraped from the wooden box. It looked like a golden thread, rushing towards the transparent Sword Stone in Song Jian's hand.