Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 409 The magic weapon is promoted, and everything is thrown away!
"Master's Yuqiongjiu, we can't drink it anymore, but I still have a lot of green bamboo brew in my storage bag."

While speaking, Bi Bufan took out a green wine gourd, shook it slightly, turned to look at Wei Hongyu, and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, you are going down the mountain with Master soon, and I don't know when you will come back. Wine, it is for you to practice."

Seeing the wine gourd in Bi Bufan's hand, Wei Hongyu's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked away immediately, and said very seriously: "We are now worshiping under the master's sect, and you are my senior brother in terms of seniority. You have already said that you can no longer call me Brother Wei." gone."

"It's all right, let's go to each other. Master also said that Xuantianzong doesn't have so many rules, so don't take death too seriously."

Bi Bufan waved his hand when he heard the words, and said indifferently.

"But."

"Come on, monk of the Immortal Dao, where are there so many worldly rules, Master, an old man, it is because of this that he sent you down the mountain to practice!"

"Let's go, go drink, today we two brothers, if we don't get drunk, we won't return!!"

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Before he finished speaking, he was forcibly interrupted, Wei Hongyu smiled helplessly, shook his head, had no choice but to give up, chatted and laughed with Bi Bufan, and went straight to the bamboo forest in the mountains.

On the north side of Fangcun Mountain, the fire is lingering. A peak about [-] to [-] feet high cuts off the top and breaks off. On the Baili Yanhu Lake, there is a lava fire that keeps rolling all year round. The fiery and terrifying flames transpire the void, dyeing most of the sky red. Make it shine like a red glow in the evening regardless of day or night in all seasons of the year.

In the center of Yanhu Lake, there is a red island with a radius of more than ten miles floating. The inner fire is full of violent spiritual power, and there are faintly shining bright flames.

Looking from the top down, pillars of lava and fire spewed out, like the breath of a giant dragon. The dark caves were densely covered with stars, and swarms of flame-tailed poisonous bees flew out from time to time, cruising around the island. .

On the island, there are tens of thousands of flame-tailed poisonous bees, shuttling back and forth in an orderly manner, some are responsible for patrolling and guarding, some are responsible for collecting the nectar of the only blooming spiritual plant on the island, the flame flower, and some are digging connections. Mountains, hidden underground red crystal deposits.

The red crystal ores with better quality and grade were all transported to one place and piled up like a mountain, while the finer ores were brought back by him to build nests.

Day after day, the flame-tailed poisonous bee seems to never tire. In this fiery red lava world, it is hardworking and orderly. It is in sharp contrast to the vitality of the Lingxi Fairy Waterfall outside.

"boom"

On the island, the cold wind was blowing, and there was a heavy sword light. With a loud bang, a layer of frost spread and frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if in a breath, the island of fire in the lake turned from midsummer to cold winter.

The lava spewed out, the flames boiled, and the wanton cold frost melted and released in an instant, billowing white gas evaporated, and the water mist filled the air.

"It's done!"

A rather pleasant voice came out, breaking the silence on the island. Then, a red-haired and red-browed Taoist priest in fire robe stepped out of a cave shrouded in mist, with a somewhat smug expression on his face.

It was Taoist Canghong.

"I haven't seen you in January, and I don't know how my grandson is doing. The old man spends so much time refining the treasures, the master is daring to treat Xiaofan badly, me."

"Huh?!" The words came to an abrupt end, and Taoist Canghong felt the crazily surging fire spirit energy in the lake of fire, his face was slightly condensed, and he couldn't help but speak out in surprise.

"buzz"

At the same time, the entire island vibrated in vain, and a bright rainbow rose from the island, piercing through the sky and reaching into the sky.

At this moment, the fiery red sky was completely covered, and there was only this gorgeous star rainbow connecting the sky and the earth, as if it was eternal.

After ten breaths, the bright and vast pillar of starlight gradually condensed, and finally disappeared. 56 starlights in the void shot down like meteors and lightning, and were trapped in one sleeve by Duanchou.

At this time, Canghong Taoist who heard the sound happened to see this scene, he couldn't help stroking his long red beard, and said with a smile: "Looking at the momentum and movement of this Xinghong, I guessed that it must be the work of the suzerain. See, as expected."

"Since the suzerain has such a means of refining weapons, which is only a mere spiritual weapon, why should the old man make a fool of himself?"

At the end of the words, there was already a little bit of dissatisfaction and complaints, obviously blame Duanchou deliberately hiding his clumsiness.

Duanchou smiled dumbly, waved his hand to put away the Qingxuan Baoding on the ground, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist misunderstood, how can I refine a middle-grade magic weapon in just over a month with my meager skills?" , It’s just to continue the work of others, find all the materials, and smelt it for a while.”

Having said that, Duanchou waved his sleeves, and sacrificed 56 star-like cold star thorns again, and said indifferently: "This set of cold star thorns is a set of top-level spiritual weapons that I bought in Longxuyin City. Integrate into the star sand and promote it to become a magic weapon."

"The scene that fellow daoist saw just now is the vision of this magic weapon when it was promoted. Duan did not expect that after the cold star thorn smelted enough star sand, it would be promoted to a middle-grade magic weapon in one fell swoop. It is quite an accident. happiness."

Under the acquiescence of Duanchou, Taoist Canghong waved his hand to pick up a thorn of the cold star, sized it up a bit, and immediately frowned. It’s because I’m old and blind, the suzerain really doesn’t know how to refine weapons.”

"The refiner of this cold star thorn has worked very hard. He formed it with ten thousand years of cold star iron, engraved the star array with Styx crystal silk, and refined it with reference to the Big Dipper map. Thorn it, and smelting a little star sand can greatly increase its power and be promoted to a magic weapon."

"However, even a treasure refiner would never have imagined that the suzerain would have so much star sand, and would be willing to smelt every cold star thorn from the beginning to the end regardless of the cost."

"So, if you can't be promoted to a middle-grade magic weapon, it's really a hell."

Duanchou's expression froze, he shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's a mistake, I just got a glimpse of the art of refining, and I happened to have enough star sand in my hand, so I spent more time and smelted it all."

Taoist Canghong heard the words, but he criticized unceremoniously: "This is not what I want to say. I know that the suzerain is rich and powerful. Otherwise, I wouldn't spend 800 million spirit stones to buy my fire-eating stove."

"It's just that your crafting technique really makes me dare not compliment you. It's a pity that you ruined so much star sand, a rare top-quality refining material in the world!"

(End of this chapter)