Underworld exchange group

Chapter 1155
Zhang Fan was very familiar with the patterns on the paper that the boy took out. It was the soul traces, which made Zhang Fan happy, but then, a turbulent wave arose in his heart. The coffin maker was collecting soul traces?Why did he collect soul trace items?What does he have to do with soul traces?A series of questions popped up in one brain.

The boy looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Do you have anything with this pattern?"

Right now Zhang Fan is in urgent need of the Eight Heavenly Locks. Although some of his secrets may be revealed, he can’t take care of so many. Now Zhang Fan has quite a few soul traces. Next, there is the bronze feathered lantern, and the ring given to him by Sect Master Qingyun.

He thought a little in his heart, he would never hand over the ancient door, so he chose the Bronze Feathered Man Lamp and the Wind Ring. The secret has not been solved yet, "There really is!"

Zhang Fan took out the broken bronze feathered lantern.

When the boy saw the traces of the soul under the lamp holder of the bronze feathered man lamp, he smiled happily, "It's really there, that's great."

Zhang Fan took the opportunity to ask: "Little friend, what exactly is this pattern?"

"Hun..." The boy shut up quickly after uttering a word, "I don't know too well, I will do what the fairy master tells me to do, it's okay to worry about it."

Seeing that he was so cautious, Zhang Fan didn't dare to ask again.

"It turns out that there are also..." the boy muttered to himself, "Oh, by the way, what did you say you wanted to refine just now?"

"Sky locks, eight sky locks!"

The boy said, "Yes, you can bring your useless sword."

The boy swears, it sounds like this matter is a trivial matter to him.

Zhang Fan hurried back to Fufeng, knocked on Mengmengda's door, heard that it could be refined, Mengmengda came to the hut with Zhang Fan even though he was reluctant to break the sword.

The boy took the broken sword and knocked it, listening to the knocking sound to judge its material texture, and then carefully looked at the talisman on it, "This is one of the hundred swords, the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword. Originally, this sword It wasn’t like this at first, I’ve already asked my fairy master to practice it once, but I didn’t expect it to be even worse now, and I have to go directly to the furnace.”

The boy happily peeled off the runes on the Heavenly Sword one by one. Mengmeng watched carefully. This was a rare opportunity for her. The runes peeled off by the boy turned out to be a small sword body. As much as a hundred catties, it should be a very precious material. After the runes are removed, the second part is to disassemble the materials in the Heavenly Sword.

This step is even more difficult, because it contains the power of the heavenly way. The boy led the two of them into the depths of the mountain. In the depths of a mountain, there was a huge ancient tripod with moss and green that was connected to the mountain. It was covered with weeds. , the age should be very long.

"Destroying the Heavenly Sword is easy, but Melting the Heavenly Sword is difficult. It cannot destroy the heavenly power injected into the Heavenly Sword. If it is slightly damaged, it will not be able to reach the level of the Heavenly Lock..."

When the boy said this, Zhang Fan became a little nervous. He was worried that the boy would miss, and Zhang Fan wondered if this was the first time that the boy disassembled the Heavenly Sword.

To be honest, if the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword is used as a guinea pig, Zhang Fan would rather let Mengmengda come. Zhang Fan is still very confident in Mengmengda's refining level.

"Start!"

The boy whispered words in his mouth and pointed his finger. It was the technique of igniting the fire with the earth's lungs. The earth's veins in a radius of hundreds of miles surged, and the earth's evil rolled and converged towards the bottom of the huge cauldron, and a raging fire came out.

Zhang Fan immediately had nothing to say, so awesome.

According to legend, the first emperor of Chanjiao was the boy of the leader of Chanjiao, so it should not be underestimated.

The ancient tripod was fired, and wisps of green smoke and green light began to rise from inside. The boy looked at his nose and heart with serious eyes, as if he was feeling the heat. Of course, the heat of the refining weapon is very important.

"Melting sword!"

After all, the boy sacrificed the broken Shengtian Burial Soul Sword, and used Lei Qing to connect the two broken Heavenly Swords, hung them in the middle of the ancient tripod, and controlled them to rotate slowly.

This should be a very labor-intensive process. It didn't take long for the boy to sweat finely on his face, but those big clear eyes were unusually focused. Zhang Fan was secretly ashamed that he had despised him just now.

This time the sword melting lasted for a long time. Zhang Fan didn't know how to refine weapons. He only saw the boy pointing at the sword and occasionally shooting a few beams of light on the broken sword. I don't know why, Mengmeng Da is to watch very seriously, not to fall into deep thought.

Two days later, when I looked at the ancient cauldron again, the Heavenly Sword had disappeared, and the molten lava inside the ancient cauldron was surging continuously, the heat spread, and the surrounding area was completely covered in red.

Zhang Fan couldn't understand anyway, and felt uncomfortable there, so he left the mountain and found a comfortable place to sleep.

On the seventh day, Zhang Fan was awakened by a loud thunder in the sky.

He got up from the ground, only to see that the entire sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed inside from time to time, and a terrible thunder was brewing, boom, boom... straight down.

"Arouse the vision of heaven and earth, it seems that the sky lock is about to come out..."

The entire Dishadu Coffin Mountain was tormented by thunder and lightning, and extra fires were stirred up, making rumbling noises.

It was really a catastrophe!
For all the monsters in the mountain, it was really a disaster.

"That is……"

I saw eight chains emanating from the dark clouds in the sky, and on the chains there was even a thunderbolt flashing lock, which was extremely thick, flashing down along the chains like a dragon swimming, boom, boom...

"The sky is locked?"

Zhang Fan jumped up excitedly, and immediately rushed towards the top of the mountain. The boy and Mengmeng were also looking up at the sky, "Is it done?"

The boy's face was solemn: "We have to wait a little longer. Whether we can survive this period of divine punishment is the key."

Heaven-level treasures are not tolerated by heaven and earth, they will be condemned by heaven, and they will be truly heaven-level if they survive, and they will become a pile of waste if they cannot survive.

"It shouldn't be a big problem!" The boy was full of confidence.

The boy didn't fool Zhang Fan, saying that the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, as a coffin maker, the boy is of course no small matter. In fact, sometimes the boy is closer than the disciple, and the dark clouds in the sky are gradually dissipating. The light of the talisman on the sky lock slowly disappeared into it.

"Okay, okay..."

Zhang Fan was very excited when he got the eight sky locks, "Great!"

"Thank you so much!"

The boy said solemnly: "If you need to refine anything in the future, just come to me. The fairy master's rule is that as long as you have something with that pattern, everything can be discussed."

Zhang Fan noticed that the boy's eyes seemed to be flirting with each other, and he estimated that the boy felt that Zhang Fan might have something similar on his body, which is also human nature.

"May I ask, what is the purpose of the coffin maker collecting things with this pattern?"

The boy shook his head: "How dare I ask about the fairy master."

The boy is also an individual spirit, Zhang Fan secretly regretted that he had shown too much concern about this matter, which might have aroused the boy's vigilance, which might bring him unexpected troubles.

"Since the sky lock has been completed, I still have urgent matters over there, so let's take our leave first."

The two of them had been on this trip for more than ten days. Zhang Fan was worried about the situation on the Girl Peak, so he and Meng Mengda hurried back, hoping that nothing would happen.

There was no delay on the way back this time, and I saw the Taiwei Basuo Formation falling from the sky in the distance surrounded by mountains. Everything in the Maiden Sect remained the same, and it seemed that nothing happened.

Zhang Fan appeared in front of the formation, and his eyes fell on Qingtian. At this time, his eyes were closed tightly, and the trauma on his body was as good as before. When Fan arrived, he opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Is it because I am restless that I came to see it specially to be at ease?"

Zhang Fan said, "It looks like your injury is almost healed."

"It will take another day or two. Inside the big formation, the recovery is much slower than outside."

Qingtian said: "However, if I want to forcefully go out, this broken formation can no longer stop me, but I am waiting..."

"Wait for what?"

Qingtian laughed: "Of course I was waiting for you, waiting for you to come. You haven't shown up these days, so you should find a way to go. I'm going to crush your dream in front of you..."

(End of this chapter)