The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

"This protective soft armor is seriously damaged. I would like to ask the master to repair it."

Taking over the tattered soft armor, Tong Dachuan frowned at first, and then his eyes gradually lit up.

"Why is it so damaged? This... this is a middle-grade Xuan-level soft armor!"

"The one on Xie Nantian's body? It can be repaired, but it will consume a lot of materials and spiritual stones. Are you sure you want to repair it?"

Zhan Nianchuan was very happy to hear that it could be repaired. He now had a lot of spiritual stone materials in his body, and he said without hesitation that he would repair it.

"The blue water shield also needs to be repaired."

"Please master this bell, please use iron essence to upgrade it to a mysterious-level magic weapon. In addition, master, can you change its appearance slightly, and at the same time, can you reduce its spiritual power fluctuations as much as possible, so that it looks like ordinary clothing and accessories?"

Seeing this small and cute bell, Tong Xi's big bright eyes flashed, and she fell in love with it immediately. Just when he was about to ask Zhan Nianchuan who the bell belonged to, he heard the words "Xuanji Magical Artifact" and had to shut his mouth.

She couldn't afford a Xuan-level magic weapon.

Seeing the bell, Tong Dachuan frowned and reminded kindly:

"Nianchuan, this bell is only a top-grade yellow-grade bell, but it costs a piece of iron essence. It's not worth it."

"Master, don't worry. This bell is an extremely rare magic weapon that can attack the soul. It is definitely worth an iron essence." Zhan Nianchuan smiled and shook the bell.

The clear and melodious ringing of the bell rang, and Tong Dachuan was in a trance for a moment, then woke up and looked at the bell with surprise and joy in his eyes.

He quickly understood Zhan Nianchuan's intention, turned to look at his daughter, and saw that she was also staring at the small and cute bell, so he asked:

"Nianchuan, this bell is indeed rarely useful, but you are a man after all. It is not good to hang one like this. Why don't you sell it to me? Your senior sister will use it just right."

This immediately put Zhan Nianchuan in a dilemma. He looked at Tong Xi's delicate and expectant face, scratched his hair, and said bravely:

"Master and sister, this bell belongs to a friend of mine. I can't make the decision on her behalf."

"Huh, I don't care about it. Why don't you give it to me?" Tong Xi was disappointed. He glanced at Lingdang reluctantly and turned his head away with a look of disdain.

Zhan Nianchuan had a headache. When he saw Tong Dachuan's half-smiling look, he knew that he must have guessed it was a cold item, so he smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, I will try my best to fulfill your requirements. This iron essence is integrated into the bell, and this Changge is wasted. But fortunately, it is made of ore and can be re-smelted by me. As for this moon grass... ...." Tong Dachuan closed his mouth in embarrassment.

"Everything should be done as Master said. This Moon-Seeing Grass was originally won by Master." Zhan Nianchuan simply handed over the Moon-Seeing Grass and a Tianyuan Spirit Fruit to Tong Dachuan.

Looking at these two elixirs in his hands, Tong Dachuan was extremely excited and took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly.

"Thanks, Nianchuan."

"Master, please don't say thank you. It's hard to repay Master's kindness with just a few small things. Without Master, Zhan Nianchuan wouldn't know where to bury his bones." Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were extremely sincere.

Tong Dachuan patted Zhan Nianchuan's shoulder happily, looking at the handsome young man in front of him, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.

Alas, why is he with five spiritual roots? Even if I have three spiritual roots, I will resolutely hand over Xi'er to him. What a pity.

Shaking his head and putting these emotions aside, Tong Dachuan asked:

"Do you really have enough cold iron ore? It seems that no one in the secret realm has discovered the rich ore of cold iron."

Zhan Nianchuan smiled, looked at the secret room that was filled with monster materials, took out a storage bag and handed it to Tong Dachuan.

"Sigh~"

Tong Dachuan took a sharp breath of air, his eyes widened, and his hands holding the storage bag kept shaking.

"This... so much concentrated ore?"

"Cold iron, sky red copper, purple tungsten iron, marrow silver, fine gold, star pattern steel...this is too much!"

"Oh my god, these ores are so valuable!"

Carefully taking out a piece of cold iron ore the size of a human head, Tong Dachuan concentrated his sword light and stabbed it. Sparks flew everywhere, but it only penetrated half an inch.

"This... this is at least a cold iron concentrate with an iron content of over 50%! Just this one piece, if you take it out, the monks at the Foundation Establishment Realm will snatch their heads open!"

Tong Dachuan was so excited that he couldn't even hold the ore steady, and the muscles on his fat face kept trembling.

He thought that he had overestimated Zhan Nianchuan's net worth, but he did not expect that Zhan Nianchuan could really be as rich as his clan.

This storage bag full of ores would definitely be worth no less than 100 million spiritual stones!

With so many resources, I'm afraid a pig could be piled up to the foundation-building realm. Such an idea came to Tong Dachuan's mind.

or? Will Xi'er betrothed to him?

No, no, Xi'er is destined to enter the realm of pill formation. Just building the foundation is not enough. Alas, what a pity! What a pity!

Zhan Nianchuan and Tong Xi looked at Tong Dachuan who was beating his chest and feet, and looked at each other.

"Master, this time you give the Taoist enough cold iron ore to refine six pieces, and ask him to refine five pieces as soon as possible. By the way, Master, how long do you think it will take to successfully refine it?"

After finally waiting for Tong Dachuan to calm down, Zhan Nianchuan spoke immediately.

"With such a high purity, if Zhao Niubi can refine it, it will take up to three months." Tong Dachuan's tone was extremely sure.

"Okay, then Master, please give the cold iron ore to Taoist Zhao as soon as possible, and then ask Master to help me repair and refine the magic weapon as soon as possible. Don't worry about consuming materials and spiritual stones. Master will take these first. If there are not enough, I will have more .”

Zhan Nianchuan handed another storage bag to Tong Dachuan, then took out two small jade bottles and handed them to Tong Xi.

"What is this?" Tong Xi had never received a gift from Zhan Nianchuan before. He happily accepted the jade bottle and was also very curious.

"Jade Muscle Pill and Zhuyan Pill."

Zhan Nianchuan had no intention of hiding it. He also found this from Xie Nantian's storage bag. There were ten jade muscle pills and six beauty pills.

As the name suggests, this jade muscle pill can make the skin fairer and more delicate, while the beauty pill can make the monk's appearance last longer. A low-grade pill can keep it for fifty years.

Speaking of which, Xie Nantian is also sad. He finally collected and refined the Jade Muscle Pill and the Beauty Pill, and was going to take the Tianyuan Fruit to refine the Tianyuan Pill and give it to his Taoist companions, but it all ended up in the war. In Nianchuan's hands.

"Ah~"

After Tong Xi learned about the effects of these two elixirs, he couldn't help but cheered with joy. He took Tong Dachuan's arm and shook it.

Seeing Tong Xi opening the jade bottle and pouring the Zhuyan Pill into his mouth, Zhan Nianchuan hurriedly stopped him:

"Senior sister, you need to use the Jade Muscle Pill first and then take the Zhuyan Pill."

"Oh, I almost made a mistake. Fortunately, I have you, Junior Brother Zhan." Tong Xi exclaimed, quickly changed to the Jade Muscle Pill and took it, then sat down cross-legged and started refining.