Lan Yue's persistence exceeded Wang Wujie's imagination.

Over the past few days, except for occasionally stopping and muttering to her head spirit beast, Lan Yue spent the rest of her time refining weapons.

Over the past two months, the silver mothers in the corner were piled up more and more. Seeing that the materials in the refining room could no longer withstand this little ancestor's creation, Wang Wuxing decided to teach Lan Yue the refining step in advance.

When Lan Yue easily tempered a silver mother, Wang Wuxing stopped her.

"Lei'er, I can already become a master when you look at the way you temper. Let's start learning to refine."

He would never admit that their artifact sect was too poor to be refined.

Lan Yue's eyes lit up slightly when she heard this, and she couldn't wait to nod.

After almost two months of uninterrupted tempering, Lan Yue not only did not feel embarrassed at all, but instead exuded a vigorous vitality all over her body.

She still looks so thin, but her every move seems to contain strange explosive power.

"Lei'er, if tempering is a test of the body, then refining requires your spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy, please be optimistic!"

Wang Wujie made a move with his right hand, and a few silver mothers flew from the corner. The red lotus earth center fire came out and wrapped the silver mother.

Lan Yue was fully focused and saw that the extremely hard silver mother gradually softened and melted under the scorching fire of the earth's center.

"This step is relatively simple. As long as the flame is of sufficient grade, you can do it next!"

Wang Wujie sprinkled the melted silver mother in front of Lan Yue and whispered: "Suming Huo!"

When Lan Yue heard the sound, she moved, and the origin of fire broke out of the body and took over all the silver mother.

"Imagine what you want and use your spiritual sense to guide the Silver Mother."

Lan Yue's mind flashed with inspiration, and the next moment, his spiritual consciousness was released, carefully controlling the Yin Mother.

However, this matter was not as simple as Lan Yue thought.

The flowing silver mother mischievously fled around, wanting to break free from Lanyue's control at any time.

Seeing this, Wang Wuxing's expression remained unchanged and said in a low voice: "Lei'er, don't use brute force, they are forged by you, and you know them best."

"Just sink into your mind, you can hear them!"

Their sound?

A deep doubt flashed in Lan Yue's eyes, but she still followed Wang Wujie's guidance, put all her thoughts aside, and put her mind on Yin Mother.

The next moment, the surroundings became strangely quiet, and Lan Yue's spiritual consciousness flowed, no longer restricting the silver mother, but jumping with them.

Gradually, she felt the subtle breath of the origin of thunder, then the killing aura, followed by the white fluid wrapped around them.

Lan Yue's whole body was shocked. At this moment, she clearly saw every minute and every inch of Yin Mother!

"Use spiritual consciousness to guide them and make them what you want." Wang Wuxing's gentle voice came at the right time.

When Lan Yue heard this, she called Yin Mother. The spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness cooperated with each other, guiding them to slowly merge and turn into a white light and shadow.

"Next, control the heat. If the silver mother is too light, it will not be formed. If the silver mother is too heavy, it will break. You can only control this degree yourself."

When Lan Yue heard this, she gently pointed her head. She concentrated her mind and energy, and outputted her spiritual consciousness to the greatest extent, striving for perfection.

Just as the moon was in full swing to refine the weapon, an uninvited guest was welcomed outside the artifact sect.

"Of the Artifact Sect! I'm here to collect the living expenses!"

Hua Sansan sat on his small flower umbrella with a arrogant look on his face.

He was accompanied by twenty or thirty followers, and even a Mahayana period was followed by him!

I don’t need money for spending Sansan, but I didn’t react much when I saw the archway of the Artifact Sect.

But the followers behind him were drooling all over the ground, and even in that Mahayana period, they were also obsessed with their eyes.

Wang Jin poked his head out of the archway and looked at it. The moment he saw Hua Sansan, his face changed drastically.

It’s clear that the time hasn’t come yet, why is it coming again so soon…

After the Artifact Sect fell apart, Wang Wujie wandered around, collecting five disciples, namely gold, wood, water, fire and earth, along the way, and finally settled in this valley.

According to the rules of the fairy world, the jurisdiction of the city radiates within a radius of hundreds of miles, and this valley is exactly on the territory of Huajin City.

Wang Wujie could have changed his place, but he actually found a good quality earth fire here, so he couldn't leave easily.

Finally, after many negotiations with the Lord of Huajin City, the Artifact Sect can keep and use the earth fire here, provided that twenty magic weapons are handed over every year.

In order to allow the disciples to use earth fire, Wang Wuxing gritted his teeth and responded. Half a year ago, they had just paid the living expenses for this year to Huajin City, and their vitality was severely damaged.

Now, this flower Sansan is here again...

Seeing Wang Jin show his head, Hua Sansan, who was originally careless, immediately showed a joke.

"Oh, Master Wang, long time no see."

Wang Jin's face was blue and purple. When he saw Hua Sansan's appearance, he knew that he must have been because he had lost face last time and had a grudge in his heart. This time he found a place.

Seeing that Wang Jin did not agree to him, Hua Sansan's face darkened and showed a hint of contempt.

"I'm here to collect the living expenses. I still want to live in Huajin City, so I honestly hand over the magic weapon!"

Wang Jin was furious when he heard this, but thinking that the leader was teaching the junior sister to refine weapons at this time, and did not want to have a conflict with Hua Sansan, he suppressed his anger and said calmly: "Young Master Hua City Lord, I have lived for half a year ago.

I just handed over, have you forgotten the time, right?"

Hua Sansan sneered, "I used to pay once a year, but now I'm happy. I'm giving once a year. Why? Isn't it okay?"

Wang Jin's fist tightened after hearing this. Sure enough, Hua Sansan was looking for trouble!

Wang Jin was calmer and even so, he still never got angry with Hua Sansan, but this made the other party become more and more arrogant.

"What? Can't I hand it over?"

"Hahaha, I've seen it a long time ago. What a shitty artifact sect, there's just a archway."

"Don't think I don't know that your leader, not long ago, went to my father with a shameless face to ask for charity!"

"You can't even afford to refine weapons, and you still have the right to be honest here! Your head was like a dog that day, waving his tail at us for mercy!"

Hua Sansan's tone was extremely bad. When she looked at Wang Jin, the contempt in her eyes was completely hidden.

When Wang Jin heard this, his eyes were red and his whole body trembled.

It’s okay to laugh at them, but it’s not okay to laugh at the head!

The young Wang Tu was obviously the most impulsive. He had almost lost his mind when he heard Hua Sansan slander Rushi Rufu's head.

The next moment, his spiritual energy surged all over his body, and he rushed out regardless of the situation, and wanted to seek justice for the leader.

"Fifth Junior Brother!"

Seeing this, the others' expressions changed drastically, but Wang Huo, who was confused, had already rushed out.

Seeing this, Hua Sansan curled her lips and said to the Mahayana monk beside her: "Uncle Liu, catch that fool for me first."

The Mahayana cultivator nodded respectfully when he heard this, then waved his right hand and a bundle of immortal rope shot out, easily tied up the brute force of the king fire.

"Little Fire!"

When others saw this, their eyes were full of tears, and Wang Jin recognized at a glance that the immortal binding rope used in the Mahayana period was the magic weapon they handed over!

"Don't hurt Xiaohuo!"

The four of Jinmu Water and Tu rushed up together, while Hua Sansan looked at Wang Huo who was pulled in front of him with an interest. With a wave of his right hand, someone stepped forward to stop the others.

Hua Sansan sat on the small flower umbrella, looking at Wang Huo, who was half a body taller than him, stepped forward and grabbed his ear jokingly, and said with a smile: "This fool, he is tall but not his brain haha

!”

Wang Huo didn't understand Hua Sansan's words. Seeing him laughing loudly, he couldn't help but laugh with him with kindness.

Seeing this, Hua Sansan smiled suddenly and punched Wang Huo on his left face.

"Did I make you laugh?"

With a "bang", Wang Huo, who was unprepared, was beaten to the ground.

"Hua Sansan, you beast!"

Seeing this, Jinmu, Shui and Tu were furious and shouted that they were going to fight to the death!

At this moment, a sudden thunder broke out in the sky, and black clouds surged, covering the sky and the sun.
Chapter completed!