The monks around him saw that Shi Wu had completed the opening of the late-grade Red Obsidian without any tools. They felt awe in their hearts.

Shi Wu raised Chi Yao Mine and asked Boss Deng next to the counter, "Do you have a weighing magic weapon?"

Boss Deng took out a white disc attentively: "Just put it on."

Shi Wu put the Chi Yao Mine on the white disc. A line of spiritual power words "Six thousand two hundred kilograms" was quickly projected in front of the disc.

"Congratulations to seniors for their good gambling!" Boss Deng was excited as if he had won the bet.

Shi Wu chuckled and put the Red Ore into the storage bag: "I'm really lucky today."

Zhang Rong, who saw all this not far away, regretted that his intestines were about to turn green. If he followed Pan Meng's advice and bought the piece of red obsidian, the fairy jade on his body would be doubled immediately.

Pan Meng was not entangled in the red obsidian. She just felt that Shi Wu seemed to be following her and Zhang Rong. However, this idea was soon dispelled by her. She believed that there was no place to allow monks from the Holy Realm to plot.

Shi Wu walked through the crowd and came to Duan Shu Zhuwen Master:???????????????????? "Fellow Daoist Duan, the reason why I didn't show my cultivation in front of Mo Ye is because I don't want to trouble you. Who knew that the magic array here is so high, and when I was gambling, Mo Ye noticed it."

Duan Shu Zhuwen Master smiled heartily and said, "Why don't you come out quickly and thank fellow Taoist Xiang for your praise."

The boy in purple appeared on the right side of Duan Shu Zhuwen. He bowed to Shi Wu and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiang has been awarded too much."

Shi Wu originally thought that this was not the central area of ​​Diyan Valley, and even if he raised his spiritual power to the holy level, he would not be discovered. However, the fact is that Duan Shu and Zhuwen Master not only noticed it, but also rushed over immediately. In order to avoid embarrassment between the two sides, Shi Wu took the initiative to say: "As soon as I traveled to the east, I heard many fellow Taoists praise Dao Duan's achievements in Zhuwen. So I had a thought in my heart, I must come to Diyan Valley and ask Dao Duan to help improve the magic sword rank."

Duan Shu Zhuwen Master saw Shi Wu like this. She invited him, "Fellow Daoist, let's talk while drinking the spiritual wine."

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"So good." Shi Wu said.

Duan Shu Zhu Wenwen Master flew first.

Shi Wu and she headed towards the northeast one after another. He saw that their destination was indeed the valley that was lit by the sky. His sense of vigilance increased again. Whenever there was something wrong with him, he used the method of gathering the fire of the flame technique to escape.

Master Duan Shu and Zhuwen took Shi Wu to a platform in the valley.

The formation spirit Mo Ye has prepared spiritual wine for them here.

Master Duan Shu Zhuwen gestured: "Fellow Taoist Xiang, please."

"Fellow Daoist Duan, please." Shi Wu and Duan Shu and Master Zhu Wen sat down before they sat down to the seat opposite her.

The formation spirit Mo Ye poured the spiritual wine into the two of them one by one.

Duan Shu Zhuwen Master raised his glass and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiang came to my local Yan Valley for the first time. I wish you this first cup."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Duan." Shi Wu also picked up the wine glass and drank it all with Duan Shu Zhuwen Master.

When Duan Shu saw Shi Wu so happy, she said happily: "Fellow Daoist, how does this ground-fired wine taste like this?"

Although Shi Wu's face was not turbulent at this moment, there was already a storm in his heart. Because he found that a wisp of brown spiritual power in the spiritual wine he drank had penetrated into the blood-colored ball on his Tiantu hole. When he heard Duan Shu Zhuwen Master say that the spiritual wine was called Diyan wine, he replied: "This spiritual wine is sweet and contains a gentle fire spirit power. It makes me feel more comfortable after drinking it."

Duan Shu Zhuwen Master nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiang is a friend worthy of friendship."

"What do you say about Fellow Daoist Duan?" Shi Wu said indecipherance.

Master Duan Shu Zhuwen told me: "I have used this spiritual wine to entertain many fellow Taoists from the Holy Realm who came to Diyan Valley for the first time. Most of them refused politely, and even if some drink it, they will detect whether there is spiritual poison in the spiritual wine in advance. There are very few like fellow Taoists who drink it all in one mouthful."

Shi Wu thought that if he had not had the recovery ability of nine blood-colored balls, he would have done the same thing as those monks from the holy realm. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Duan, as the saying goes, you must be guarding others. Those fellow Taoists are justified when they first come to the precious land, so it is understandable to be cautious."

"Why dare to drink it directly with fellow Taoist Xiang?" asked Master Duan Shu and Zhu Wen.

Shi Wu looked nostalgic and said, "I met a friend who practiced calculation methods not long ago. He gave me many tips before the Taoist eradication, one of which was to make me pay attention to the people who drank tea together. Fortunately, we were drinking spiritual wine today."

Master Duan Shu and Zhuwen obviously did not expect Shi Wu to answer her like this. She was a little surprised and said, "Fellow Daoist believes in the mystery of fortune-telling?"

Shi Wu nodded and said, "I have to believe it because of my many experiences."

When Duan Shu heard about this experience involving Shi Wu, she tactfully stopped asking.

Shi Wu raised his glass after the formation spirit Mo Ye filled them again and said, "Fellow Daoist Duan, I will offer this cup to you by offering flowers to Buddha."

Duan Shu Zhuwen and Shi Wu touched the wine glass and drank it happily.

When Duan Shu saw Shi Wu going to continue drinking the third cup, she winked against Ling Moye.

The formation spirit Mo Ye made a speech to remind Shi Wu: "Fellow Daoist, although the power of Kun Ling Fire in this spiritual brew is gentle, if it accumulates too much, it may cause discomfort among the fire spirit root drinkers."

Shi Wu took the opportunity to ask, "What level is the power of Kun Linghuo here?"

The formation spirit Mo Ye said truthfully: "From the holy level."

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry. The origin of the wood spirit fire I practiced has no conflict with the power of Kun spirit fire." After Shi Wuyan, he drank the spirit brew in the cup without leaving a drop.

The formation spirit Mo Ye no longer said anything else to serve him.

This is the first time that Duan Shu Zhuwen Master met a cultivator of Fire Spirit Root who dared to drink so much in the Diyan Valley. She became more and more interested in this sword cultivator named Xiangtian Ling. She looked at the Red Feather Sword that Shi Wu was carrying and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiang, can you lend me your magic sword to see?"

"Xiang couldn't ask for it." After Shi Wu said that, he used his spiritual power to send the Red Feather Sword and the scabbard to Duan Shu Zhuwen Master.

Duan Shu and Zhu Wen took the Red Feather Sword with one hand. She did not have the same situation as Deng Lu when Shi Wu removed the spiritual power of the blade. She stroked the scabbard with her right hand, as if she was talking to her. Then she pulled out the Red Feather Sword with a bang and tested the entire magic knife inch by inch with her own spiritual power.

Duan Shu Zhuwen's expression changed on Master Duan Shu's face, which made Shi Wu worry about whether he had damaged the inside of the magic knife when he had tested the origin of the holy-level wood spirit fire.

About half a moment later, Duan Shu Zhuwen Master took back the Red Feather Sword. She handed the magic knife back to Shi Wu: "Fellow Daoist, it's OK." Shi Wu thought about it, and the Red Feather Sword flew behind him. He asked, "Fellow Daoist Duan, is there anything abnormal about my magic knife?"

Master Duan Shu Zhuwen asked back: "Fellow Daoist Xiang, have you injected the origin of the wood spirit fire from the holy level into the magic knife before?"

Shi Wu didn't expect Duan Shu to find out this from the magic knife. He admitted: "I was on a whim and wanted to see if this magic knife could withstand the origin of the wood spirit fire from the holy level. Who knew that I had just injected a little, and the blade body showed a melting sign. I quickly took back the origin of the wood spirit fire. The blade body completely cooled after half an hour, but a mark the size of a thumb cover was left on the back of the knife."

Master Duan Shu Zhuwen sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are confused."

"I would like to ask fellow Daoist Duan to make it clear." Shi Wudao.

Duan Shu Zhuwen Master explained: "Your magic knife is made of red spirit iron produced in the southern Yantian. This material has a great advantage, that is, it can absorb the surrounding spiritual power and accumulate on the blade. However, this material also has a fatal disadvantage. It is most taboo to magic weapons or original power that are higher than its grade. Although you only inject a little into the source of the wood spirit fire from the holy grade level and collect it back in time, the original power still damages the inside of the blade. The mark on the back of the knife is the proof that the internal balance of the magic knife is broken."

Shi Wu said in confusion: "But my use these few times is still the same as before."

Duan Shu Zhu Wen raised his fingers lightly, and a model of a tall building with a pillar immediately appeared on the table between her and Shiwu. Duan Shu Zhu Wen Wen fell on the model of the tall building with external force: "This model is like the situation inside your magic knife. Although it can still stand there, every time the force is exposed, it will exacerbate its collapse. Fellow Daoist Duan, the hidden danger is the most deadly."

As soon as the word "fatal" came out, the model of the tall building was just broken into powder.

Shi Wu was sweating in cold sweat. If he used the Red Feather Sword to use the method of gathering yin and yang to escape at the moment of life and death, and the Red Feather Sword suddenly collapsed as soon as he entered the black passage, then he would probably be lost in it forever. He realized the seriousness of the matter, and he said respectfully: "Fellow Daoist Duan, is there a way to repair it?"

"If Zhuwen succeeds, it will be fully recovered. But I think instead of spending 27,000 kilograms of saint-grade fire-attribute minerals to give this late-grade magic knife to return to the Void, it is better to go to Spiritual Artillery Villa or Bailian City to let them help you create a brand new saint-grade fire-attribute magic knife. Because the risk of Zhuwen is much greater than that of creating. The entire magic knife and materials may be abandoned if the magic knife fails. Even if there is a mistake in the process of creating a magic knife, it only takes more time to make up for it." Duan Shu Zhuwen said.

Shi Wu saw that Duan Shu Zhuwen Master was so pertinent. He said bluntly: "Fellow Daoist Duan, I won't stay in the east for too long. Not to mention that I don't have fire-attribute minerals from the holy level now, even if I have it, I will also choose you to help me Zhuwen."

"Fellow Daoist Xiang, Yuan Dian, the owner of Lingqi Mountain Villa, and Sun Xuan, the lord of Bailian City, are all very famous. You can collect enough fire-attribute materials from the holy level and hand them over to any of them for creation. Once the creation is completed, they will notify you with the jade pendant. Even if you cannot arrive in time, they will seal the magic sword and wait for you to come here to collect it in person." Duan Shu Zhuwen Master said.
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