Taoist Huang Ting

"Master doesn't blame it, the disciple is already grateful. The treasure is precious, I really dare not accept it." Qin Fan suddenly understood when he saw the Master refused. Although he was reluctant, he still refused.

"Since it is given, there is no reason to take it back."

Lu Qingfeng shook his head, ignoring the two of them, pointing to the black stone in front of Qin Fan, "This is the magnetite iron, which is collected from the depths of the North Sea. I think your flying sword is of plain texture. If you refine it, it can improve out of thin air. A grade. In the future, you will fight against people, but any magic weapon made by the essence of hardware will melt when you touch it, and you will lose your spirit when you touch it."

This piece of magnetite iron was obtained by Zheng Chi and dedicated to Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng placed it in the corner casually, thinking that the refining tool would be useful later. But over the years, there were too many magical artifacts obtained through various channels, and there were even many immortal artifacts, and they remained.

When I saw Qin Fan's flying sword this time, I remembered this piece of magnetite iron.

"Essence magnet iron."

Qin Fan was dazzled as he listened and looked at the inconspicuous black stone, his eyes suddenly hot.

This primordial magnet iron is much more precious than the piece of red jade that Master gave him before.

Swaying in my heart for a while.

"Master——"

He tried his best to hold back and refused.

Lu Qingfeng refused to give him a chance to speak, and pointed to the pile of yarn, "This is the'Due Xian Yi', I was in the fire orifice near the pole below the Thousand Mile Glacier in the bitter cold land. Refined. When not in use, a stack of fine yarn is thinner than the wings of a cicada, and it is big and square. When used, it looks like a bell, from head to toe, covering the whole body like a silvery white cloud of light smoke. It looks empty, as if nothing, But it is able to spontaneously fire, and is dedicated to guarding against the evil magic and the strange treasures of the different schools."

The silk of the fire silkworm was not something else. It was the material that Lu Qingfeng led the six-winged waves to the starry sky when he was in the Black Star Realm, and gave the six-winged brocade clothes.

The six-winged brocade clothes have long been torn.

Lu Qingfeng returned to the Black Star Realm and revisited deliberately.

One hundred thousand-year-old fire silkworm among the hundreds of hundred-year-old and thousand-year-old fire silkworms in Huoqiao that year was even more precious than the magnetite iron.

Brought it by Lu Qingfeng.

We knitted another brocade for the golden silkworm.

There is still some surplus, which is unbearable.

So Lu Qingfeng made some inferior fire silk and weaved three more'Duexian clothes'.

After all, it is an immortal refiner who can refine immortal implements. Although it is refining at will, it is also an eighth-order magical implement after the completion of the "Due Xianyi".

It is definitely a top magic weapon to be placed in the small and weak water world where resources are scarce.

Compared with the tattered flying sword in Qin Fan's hand, it was not many times better. However, that flying sword was the treasure of Qin Fan's life. If it was not easy to replace, Lu Qingfeng simply gave a piece of magnetite iron to repair it.

"Due Xianyi?!"

Qin Fan heard the words and stared at the pile of fine yarn again.

He only saw that this thing was a treasure that was far superior to the'Tianshu Sword', but he didn't expect it to be an immortal garment that was unparalleled in defense.

If he can refining, one offense and one defense are two magic weapons in his hand, he will have to improve his strength by three or five levels.

More than a big increase in combat power!

"Let's look good."

Lu Qingfeng couldn't help smiling when he saw Qin Fan staring.

With a burst of mana from his fingertips, he saw that the spun yarn turned into a gown on the spot. The style of the gown changes as you want, like a light cloud of silvery white smoke.

Really immortal.

"This--"

Zhang Yang knew that these two treasures were extraordinary, and after listening to them, he was even more shocked. He wanted to refuse again for Qin Fan, but he was worried that it would save the teacher's face.

But if you refuse, the teacher will regret it in the future.

There was a dilemma.

"Wonderful mother-in-law!"

When Lu Qingfeng saw Qin Fan looking at Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang's face was troubled, and he snorted softly. With a flick of his big sleeve, he pushed the Magnetite Divine Iron and Du'er Xianyi into Qin Fan's arms, "Don't look at your master's face."

Seeing this, Zhang Yang didn't dare to say any more, so he had to say to Qin Fan, "Since it was given by the master, just keep it."

"Xie Shizu!"

Qin Fan was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed to Lu Qingfeng.

This time it was more sincere.

"Not bad."

"Not bad."

Lu Qingfeng looked at this disciple and grandson funny, and burst into laughter.

...

early morning.

The sky was dark and bright, and Wang Haifeng's disciples got up early and rushed to Yuntai.

The disciples gathered together in twos and threes and whispered in a low voice.

"Little man!"

"ungrateful!"

"How dare Lu Yuan use his sword with Big Brother?"

"Oh! Thinking that Lu Yuan was only training the sixth level of Qi when he went down the mountain. In just two years, even the big brother is not an opponent. It's really—"

"What down the mountain! That's a defect!"

...

From time to time, there are voices filled with righteous indignation, and there is also a sigh in the middle, but from time to time, he sneaks into the Yuntai.

At the front of the Yuntai, four disciples gathered together.

Three men and one woman.

The female has a mediocre appearance, about 20 years old. The three male disciples are one old, one middle school and one young.

Qiu Jin was the youngest, young and energetic, and whispered in hatred, "Lu Yuan is not as good as a beast. I think he was just getting started, and his master taught him swordsmanship and thunder. I didn't expect him to betray Dashengmen. No matter, I dared to use a sword against the big brother, let's do it cruelly!"

Qiu Jin looked at Zhao Qi, his big-haired elder brother, whose wrinkled face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't help being angry and resentful.

With a pair of fists clenched, he wished to go down the mountain to fight with Na Lu Yuan now.

"Dashengmen is really arrogant!"

"Yesterday afternoon, I went down the mountain with the big brother to buy, and then Lu Yuan followed a few Dashengmen disciples in the town and swaggered through the town. There was a burst of sarcasm. The big brother was anxious, so he moved the sword. I didn't expect Lu Yuan—"

Hong Tai's face was square, about 30 or 40 years old, and he sighed.

He went down the mountain with Zhao Qi yesterday, knowing the whole process.

The Great Victory Gate humiliated Wang Haifeng, Zhao Qi was not angry, and he wanted to compete with the Great Victory Gate Xi. But he didn't think, Xi Ping took Lu Yuan to get the latter to come forward and fought Zhao Qi.

Lu Yuan deserves to be a few geniuses in Wanghaifeng in recent years.

At Wanghaifeng, he was able to rank well with swordsmanship and thunder. After arriving at the Great Victory Gate, he spent two years of painstaking practice, and his strength has gone further, reaching the late stage of Qi training. Swordsmanship and Lightning Techniques are even going further, compared to Zhao Qi who had taught him at the beginning.

In the end, I didn't know if it was intentional, or it was too late to collect the sword, and a sword stabbed Zhao Qi on the shoulder, causing Zhao Qi to suffer a lot of injuries.

After recuperating all night, his face was still pale.

Come to think of it, maybe it's not just an injury issue.

Losing to the white-eyed wolf like Lu Yuan is perhaps the most difficult for Zhao Qi to accept.

"All right."

"Lu Yuan's heart is not righteous, so he is proud to have to take care of him."

Among Wang Haifeng’s four late-stage qi training disciples, the only woman, Bai Jing, had a clear voice. Seeing that Zhao Qi’s expression became more ugly, she quickly turned away from the conversation, looked around and curiously said, "Weird. At this time, Elder Zhao followed Master should have come long ago, why is it so late today?"

Speaking of the two primordial elders, the attention of the three of them was really diverted.

There are few people in Wanghaifeng, and every morning class, two Yuanshen elders will be there to lead Zhang Shu and their Qi training disciples to practice.

Afterwards, if you have time, there are still some pointers to explain.

Bai Jing worshipped Zhang Shu, one of the two primordial elders.

Hong Tai and Qiu Jin were under the door of another Yuanshen elder Zhao Dahai.

As for Zhao Qi--

Zhao Dahai is his father.

"I heard that the two ancestors have both returned to the mountain. Maybe something is going to happen. It's delayed." Hong Tai guessed.

As Qiu Jin listened, his eyes lit up, "The two ancestors are back?! Will the two ancestors give us a lecture today?"

The true celestial character, the dragon, sees the head but not the end, even if it is a disciple, it is difficult to see it.

Occasionally, Zhang Yang and Qin Fan also preach to these disciples. But the level of these disciples is too low, and the two elders Zhao Dahai and Zhang Shu are completely enough to give lectures and answer questions, so the number of times the ancestors preached is only a handful.

"Old ancestors lecture?"

Bai Jing and Hong Tai also moved in their hearts and looked at Zhao Qi.

"I do not know either."

Zhao Qi shook his head.

In the past few days, he has seen his father Zhao Dahai and his aunt Zhang Shu often go in and out of the Zhengxin Temple. Every time they come out, they are all red.

Obviously it was the two ancestors who were giving the only two soul elders like Wanghaifeng a small stove.

But whether they will take care of their Qi-training disciples is not known.

Zhao Qi simply said nothing.

"That's it."

Qiu Jin was a little disappointed, but still had expectations in his heart. Although the preaching by the ancestor or the preaching by the master and the uncle, there is not much difference to him. But the thought of seeing the true fairy in the legend is different after all.

Just thinking.

Suddenly seeing the top of the mountain, auspicious clouds broke through the clouds~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and fell on the cloud platform.

"coming."

Qiu Jin's expression was shocked, and he counted quickly, only to see a total of five auspicious clouds with five people standing on it.

Master Zhao Dahai and Master Shu Zhang Shu are only in the last row, but the first one is a young Taoist. And the two silhouettes following the young Taoist, the white-haired one is the best to recognize——

"It's the white-haired ancestor!"

"And Old Ancestor Qin!"

"what?"

"It's strange. What is the origin of this young Taoist, who can stand in the lead?!"

Qiu Jin is not the only one.

On the cloud platform, more than a dozen disciples all saw the five people descending from the sky, their eyes widened, and their hearts were shocked. They were pleasantly surprised and doubted the identity of the young Taoist.

No one explained.

All the disciples saw the two Yuanshen elders falling on the cloud platform, leading them to rush up to worship, and they called them ‘Patriarch’.

Then sit cross-legged for the front.

Qiu Jin and other disciples also sat down.

On the cloud platform, the young Taoist and the two ancestors of the original family also sat cross-legged. Without much talk, the young Daoist opened his mouth and had the rhyme of Xuanyin Daoyun, and he pulled the middle disciple into the mysterious realm on the spot.

vaguely.

I only feel infinitely mysterious, about swordsmanship, about thunder method, keep coming, and no longer have the mind to guess.

Lotus mouth blooms.

Di Yong Jinlian.

Preaching is truly extraordinary.

Those golden lotus blossoms are a gathering of spiritual energy and contain all kinds of mysteries. It rose from the earth and the clouds, and fell on top of the disciples' heads. For an instant, he felt comfortable, as if he had eaten the legendary ginseng, and his whole body was washed again.

Whether it is mana or physical body, it seems to have good luck.

The young preacher kept preaching.

Qingyun rises above the head, and there is a Taoist who manifests in it, a sword comes out, thunder moves, and the sword and thunder method are interpreted to the extreme of the world.