Doomsday Sanctuary

All the heavenly venerables are also in deep silence, and they are both celestial venerables. They sigh in their hearts that the celestial venerables live for millions of years. Although millions of years are placed in the universe of billions and billions of years, it is nothing, but compared to ordinary people, It's already infinitely long.

The saint can't come out, he is already the strongest power between heaven and earth, but even this is unavoidable, and I have to be embarrassed, and Xingluo is definitely considered a powerhouse among the heavens, and he is also a star array master. The identity, but even this did not escape the fate of fall.

At this time, Guanghua Tianzun hesitated for a while before looking at Di Ping and said:

"Master Di Feng, I don't know we can't communicate!"

All the gods were embarrassed when they heard the words, this Guanghua Tianzun was already shameless in order to obtain the cultivation method, and such words could also be said.

Guanghua knew that his words had been over, and his expression was a little awkward, rubbing his hands like a primary school student looking at Di Ping nervously.

However, Di Ping smiled slightly and said:

"Of course, I'm just a little confused, I need guidance from the elders!"

Guanghua was startled at first, and then suddenly a bright light burst into his eyes, and said excitedly:

"What Di Feng said is true!"

Di Ping smiled and said:

"of course!"

Guanghua Tianzun immediately said excitedly:

"Then when do we start?"

Di Ping said:

"You can start now!"

"Great!"

Guanghua suddenly burst into light in his eyes, took a step forward, and grabbed Di Ping's words:

"Go, start now!"

Then, without waiting for Di Ping to say hello to the celestial venerables, they already took Di Ping to fly towards Qingyun Peak. The celestial venerables looked at each other, their eyes slightly narrowed, Di Ping was close to Guanghua. With the support of the crowd of Forging Peak, Di Ping's influence in the Heavenly Sword Sect will be further increased.

"Now that the Lord is gone, let's go too!"

Zong Ping Tianzun was a little helpless.

All the Tianzun smiled bitterly, clasped their fists, and then disappeared one by one. Originally, they wanted to have a relationship with Dichan Lala, and see if they could find him to refine the magic weapon, but Di Ping was taken away by Guanghua Tianzun. What can they do?

In the main hall of Broken Sword Peak, Beiling Tianzun and Jihou Tianzun sat and drank tea, and Beiling Tianzun slowly said:

"It's going to speed up, he is growing faster and faster!"

Ji Hou Tianzun nodded slightly and said:

"Xuetu Luozhuo is already in action, but he won't go out of the sect, there is no chance at all!"

Beiling's brows sank slightly and said:

"The gate is about to be opened soon, he will definitely move!"

The plan nodded and said:

"However, what if he is a fan and refining device with Guanghua and forgets the time?"

Beiling's eyes flashed:

"This is very easy to handle. I will mention it a little later, Zong Hua, Feng Qingxue and the others will definitely find it out!"

The plan nodded, and said:

"Peak Master, I understand, now his every move will be spread out, as long as he goes out of the clan, the news will definitely be spread out!"

Beiling nodded, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop a bit.

Di Ping didn’t know that anyone was calculating him. He was communicating with Guanghua Tianzun. Guanghua’s level was too high. A low-level magic weapon was in his hands for only three days. The two of them worked together for almost three days. The speed of a magic weapon produces a magic weapon.

On Qingyun Peak, the thunderclouds have not stopped. Every three days, there will be magical soldiers, and of course there will be failures, but most of them are successful. However, in three or four months, there have been more than 30 magical soldiers. Everyone They are almost numb, they are used to thunder.

Di Ping was happy, Guanghua was simply free labor, helping him out with thirty magic soldiers, and these magic soldiers were thrown to Di Ping at random, all of which were cheap for him.

Guanghua Tianzun’s refining skills are very high. It doesn’t take much effort to master Di Ping’s refining techniques. It’s just a piece of paper. It’s easy to pierce through. He mastered Di Ping’s refining techniques within a few days, but he didn’t. Did not stop.

The so-called throwing a peach to repay a plow, he was purely pointing Di Ping behind. Under his guidance, Di Ping made rapid progress. After two months, he had reached the level of advancement again. After further progress, he could refine the middle-grade magic weapon. At this time, Guanghua Tianzun was shocked by such a speed record.

Don’t look at him now, it’s because of his dimensionality reduction attack, his realm is already the pinnacle refiner of the seventh stage, so he learns very quickly. Back then, he just learned the entry-level engraving method of the seventh stage. It took a thousand years.

However, Di Ping is very familiar with the method of formation. It seems that the realm is constantly on him, and his level is improved every time he refines, which is simply too fast.

"Master Di Feng, you are really a genius for refining tools. It is a pity not to practice the way of cultivating tools. With your strength, the way of cultivating tools will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!"

Guanghua Tianzun looked at Di Pingdao as if looking at a monster.

Di Ping smiled and said:

"Thank you for the elder's kind praise, it's just the way of refining tools. I just like fun, what I care about is the way of cultivation!"

Guanghua Tianzun was a little disappointed when he heard the words and said:

"It's really a pity, Master Di Feng, if you follow the way of refining tools, I'm afraid that the speed of advancement will not be slow and the way of cultivation!"

Di Ping said:

"I still like the way of cultivation!"

Guanghua Tianzun shook his head and was not trying to persuade him. He knew that the way of refining tools was too difficult. They were piled up with huge resources. The way of refining tools was not supported by huge financial resources. Don't even think about it. He also consumed it. It took hundreds of thousands of years to achieve today's achievements, and that was also backed by the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Just like Duan Zaofeng, the number of refining masters he has raised up to now is only more than a thousand people, and there are only more than a dozen divine weapons refining masters, and he is the only one who reaches the high level of the divine weapons division.

Dangdang!

At this moment, suddenly a clear bell rang.

Guanghua Tianzun raised his head, after listening, looked at Di Ping and said:

"It's another hundred years to open the door. Okay, let's stop here! We have a chance to communicate!"

Di Ping looked slightly stunned:

"So fast!"

He himself had forgotten the time, if it were not for the bell to remind him, he would have forgotten it.

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