Living in the world of cultivation

Xing Rui chatted with Su Fan for a while, and then he left.

After a while, a clerk in the shop brought over a storage ring, which contained several magic weapon making materials.

In addition, there were various requirements for the magic weapons that the customers who ordered the magic weapons had customized.

Su Fan's foundation in making tools was already good, and he had been immersed in "Qi Qiao Pavilion" for so many years. Now his skills in making tools are no longer what they used to be.

The magic weapons he received were all Dao tools customized by Yuanying realm cultivators. One of the customers had a very strange request.

This strange customer required "Qi Qiao Pavilion" to refine a top-grade Dao tool for him.

Even if the master has a deep attainment in making tools, he dare not guarantee that every magic weapon he refines is top-grade.

To get a top-grade magic weapon, you must have the right time, right place, and right people. That's not all, you must also have a little bit of luck.

Only with the above conditions can you refine a top-grade magic weapon.

Su Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head. He probably thought that this was another disciple from a big sect who had been spoiled and had not experienced any setbacks.

This kind of disciple from a big sect who had rarely left the mountain and was used to being the king in the mountain gate had no idea of ​​the height of the world.

His biggest criticism of the Xianzong was that the Xianzong protected its disciples too well.

Many disciples of the big sects with extraordinary talents were defeated by evil cultivators with inferior qualifications.

Although the disciples of the Xianzong did not need to let their disciples risk their lives like the Sword Sect and the Demon Sect, they had to let them go out and experience appropriately.

Okay, let's start with the magic weapon customized by this strange disciple.

In the next few days, although Su Fan had been away from the "Qi Qiao Pavilion" weapon making room, his people had already entered the portable secret realm.

There was a top-grade earth fire in his portable secret realm, which was much stronger than the fire gathering formation in the weapon making room of the "Qi Qiao Pavilion".

He was able to live safely in the "Qi Qiao Pavilion" until today, and the top-grade earth fire in the secret realm was definitely indispensable.

Half a month later, Su Fan finally came out of the weapon making room.

He was lucky and successfully refined a top-grade Taoist weapon for the strange disciple of the "Lan Yue Fairy Palace".

Su Fan handed over several magic weapons to the "Qi Qiao Pavilion", then returned to his small courtyard in the city, and then entered the portable secret realm.

In fact, these magic weapons had been successfully refined long ago. He had been staying comfortably in the portable secret realm, but he just came out of the weapon making room of the "Qi Qiao Pavilion" today.

When Su Fan returned to the secret realm, he came to the pool next to the thatched cottage and sat cross-legged next to the oil lamp magic weapon.

At this time, only the recliner was left in the lamp holder, and the evil Buddha Wang De went to fool around with the gang of little ghost slaves again.

Seeing that he was back, the two little ghost slaves quickly floated over from a distance and brewed a pot of spiritual tea for him.

Su Fan took a sip of the teacup, then glanced at the little ghost slave opposite.

"Is your Aunt Zhen back today..."

"No, Aunt Zhen has been busy at the construction site in the 'main city'..."

The main city the other party was talking about was all created by Sister Zhen. It was the palace that the Marquis of Jin from the Celestial Clan built for himself.

Sister Zhen took the ghosts and zombies under her command and expanded the palace into a city.

Now there is no living person in the secret realm except him, and no one knows what she is doing.

Not only this main city, Sister Zhen also took the ghosts and zombies under her command to build a lot of facilities in other places in the portable secret realm.

According to her meaning, she wanted Su Fan to find some mortals outside to enrich the population in the secret realm, which was quite like wanting to build a mortal kingdom.

Su Fan ignored her and never brought people into the secret realm. The main reason was that he liked quietness and didn't want to make the portable secret realm full of the fireworks of the human world.

As for what Sister Zhen wants to do, let her do it.

It can be regarded as giving her something to do, so that she won't be bothered by me every day.

"You go, you don't need to serve here..."

As soon as the two little ghost slaves were sent away by Su Fan, the evil Buddha Wang De appeared from the lamp holder with a comfortable face.

He glanced at Su Fan, and then collapsed on the recliner.

"When did you come back..."

Su Fan glanced at this old man, ignored him, and drank the spiritual tea by himself.

This old bitch Deng Tiantian spent most of his time having sex with a bunch of little ghost slaves.

He didn't even have a ghost body, and I didn't know what he was doing. Could it be that he was just imagining the kind of intracranial orgasm.

"Bah... disrespectful to the elderly..."

Su Fan cursed in his heart, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"By the way, that 'Vajra Deliverer Great Sun Wheel Sutra', do you recite it every day..."

Su Fan got angry when he mentioned this, and felt more and more that this old man was fooling him.

"I recite it at least several times every day..."

"You're right to listen to me. I didn't believe in this thing back then, but later I realized its wonderfulness. Unfortunately, I didn't believe it before, and it delayed me for many years..."

Seeing the seriousness of the evil Buddha Wang De, Su Fan was also a little confused.

This old man couldn't be telling the truth.

"Master, I'm back..."

At this time, he saw Sister Zhen floating over from a distance, and then knelt in front of him with grievance.

Seeing the pitiful look of this dead girl, Su Fan, who wanted to scold her, softened his heart immediately.

After all, she was a close friend who had been with him all the way, so he really couldn't bear to do it.

"Okay, who are you doing that to..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Sister Zhen's tears fell like water drops.

"Master... I... I was wrong..."

You are wrong, your uncle.

Isn't it just sleeping with me? This is a big deal.

"I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. Make a few more dishes tonight and I'll have a sip..."

Hearing Su Fan say this, Sister Zhen burst into laughter and went to work excitedly.

"I have never seen any cultivator who spoils a ghost slave like this..."

It's none of your business, I am willing.

Su Fan ignored this old man. Talking about these things with an evil cultivator is simply impossible.

The evil cultivators have extreme mentality, especially this group of high-level evil old demons, whose minds have long been twisted.

They are not the same kind of people at all.

It's just that now they are grasshoppers tied to the same rope and have common interests.

Su Fan knew that once the evil Buddha Wang De recovered his strength, the first person he wanted to destroy would be him.

The hearts of these evil old demons have long been black and hard, and there is no trace of humanity left.

They all adhere to the thinking of "After I die, I don't care about the floods."

Let alone the evil cultivators, even the high-level cultivators of the Xianzong, there are few human beings.

But the old monsters of the Xianzong Demon Sect will at least take the overall situation into consideration.

At least they will not be like the evil Buddha Wang De, who has no bottom line at all.

These evil old demons are much more fucked up, all adhering to the thinking of "After I die, I don't care about the floods."

However, it is not certain when this old bitch will recover his previous strength.

Su Fan did not want to become a close friend with him, and it happened that he was useful to him now, so he stayed by his side all the time, anyway, there was no threat to him.

In the evening, Sister Zhen prepared a large table of spiritual food and vegetables.

As expected, Su Fan was drunk again.

But this time Su Fan did not black out again, and he and Sister Zhen spent the whole night together.