Flame Peak.

Su Fan and Tang Mengdong were sitting together. In front of them were densely packed materials, and a dozen disciples were sorting them out.

Seeing the precious material that looked like a small mountain, Tang Mengdong rubbed his hands together.

"Be careful, the golden crystal dragon bone must be handled with care!"

"My stalactites, please don't spread them to me!"

Looking at Tang Mengdong's appearance, Su Fan couldn't help but want to laugh. After all, talents like Tang Mengdong are rare.

However, Su Fan didn't care about the materials. Instead, he turned around and asked, "Senior nephew Tang, do you think how many lightning rods can be made from these materials?"

"This much material is enough to refine hundreds of them."

Tang Mengdong said solemnly: "If you are still at the level of refining spiritual weapons, hundreds of them are more than enough. For magical weapons, you can also have more than a hundred. However, magical weapons are a bit difficult. I'm afraid I can only have close to a hundred."

That being said, Tang Mengdong still wondered why Su Fan was refining so many lightning rods.

Ordinary monks don't need so many lightning rods to overcome tribulations.

When Su Fan heard this, he frowned slightly. This was still not enough.

The heavenly tribulation he endured was not the kind that ordinary monks would endure. It was difficult for spiritual weapons and magical weapons to support him, and at least it had to be at the level of magic weapons.

Trouble.

"Then let's refine it into a spiritual weapon first. There are a lot of materials this time. You and others can refine it together." Su Fan said and took out a few Qiankun Rings.

This time he got a lot of materials, so it would be no problem to get them out in one go.

First refine the lightning rod of the spiritual weapon level, and then look for materials to improve the quality. The magical weapon level should not be a big problem.

Seeing Su Fan take out several more Qiankun rings, Tang Mengdong swallowed.

My God, where did Uncle Master get so many materials?

If this were sold, I'm afraid the spiritual crystals would fill up the entire Yanhuo Peak.

"Uncle Master, do you mean to pass on the lightning rod refining techniques to others?" Tang Mengdong said with a solemn expression.

This is a treasure that can increase a monk's chance of overcoming a tribulation. If it is leaked, it will be a big loss for their Haotian Sect.

Su Fan nodded and said: "It's too slow for you to refine it alone, so you should work with others."

"But……"

Tang Mengdong wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Su Fan waving his hand.

"I know what you are worried about. Don't worry. Everyone involved in refining the lightning rod must take an oath of heaven. This can be considered as a guarantee."

Su Fan took out his Heavenly Dao Oath Manual and asked Tang Mengdong to copy it.

He felt relieved about Tang Mengdong. No matter what, Tang Mengdong was a member of the Haotian Sect and would not act against the sect.

If one day Tang Mengdong really betrays the Haotian Sect, then he will just think that he has misjudged the person.

Looking at the Heavenly Dao Oath Manual in front of him, the corner of Tang Mengdong's mouth twitched sharply.

Is this an oath of heaven?

My ancestor, there is too much written about this stuff, right?

"Uncle, did you write this?" Tang Mengdong swallowed and asked.

"This one is not comprehensive. I have a more comprehensive one, but it is for monks in the Tribulation Stage. You can use it if you want." Su Fan nodded.

Tang Mengdong:......

My mother, there is more!

"That's enough, that's enough. This one is very comprehensive. I'm going to go find the Great Elder and ask him to gather all the elders who know how to refine weapons, and then he will take the entire Yanhuo Peak disciples to refine them together."

After Tang Mengdong finished speaking, he hurriedly ran out, his thin body looking very funny.

Su Fan glanced at the disciples who were sorting the materials, stood up and said: "There are still a few Qiankun Rings here, you can also

Take inventory, I've been working hard on you recently, if there are any materials or magic weapons that you like, feel free to grab a few."

Hearing this, more than a dozen disciples were overjoyed.

"Thank you, uncle."

These are some rare materials, and some of them are of the highest quality. If you just take them casually, wouldn’t you be making a fortune?

Yes, the entire Yanhuo Peak was led astray by Tang Mengdong.

…

Outside Bixia City.

Ku Jue recited sutras with a face on his face and walked through the dense forest for thousands of miles before arriving at the area where Haotian Sect was located.

The closer he got to Haotian Sect, the restlessness in his body couldn't be suppressed. No matter how much he chanted Buddhist scriptures and discussed sutras, he still couldn't calm down.

This Bixia City is his last stop. As long as he passes through here, he should be able to find the location of Haotian Sect.

"Where is the Landlord of Bixia City?"

At the gate of the city, Kujue whispered softly.

Suddenly, a wisp of white smoke shot up from the place name on the side, and a gorgeously dressed shadow slowly appeared, gradually solidifying in the smoke.

"Bixia City Tutu has seen the master." Di Tugong said respectfully.

Ku Jue asked softly: "No need to do that, let me ask you, do you know the location of Haotian Sect?"

Haotian Sect?

Why did this master suddenly inquire about the whereabouts of the Haotian Sect?

Tu Tu Gong frowned and said: "Master, the Haotian Sect is indeed here, but there is a powerful person living there. This person is extremely insidious and likes to hide his strength and bully others. No one knows his strength so far."

Hidden strength?

Is this talking about the banished immortal?

Ku Jue nodded and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk naturally knows, you just need to tell me where the Haotian Sect is."

"They are among the mountains thousands of miles away from here, and ordinary monks cannot find them." The land official responded.

Ku Jue glanced to the east and had a rough idea of ​​the area in his mind.

He followed Su Fan and his group's Yunfan. Although he had lost track of them long ago, his direction was correct.

In this way, what the landowner said is right.

"Thank you!" Ku Jue thanked him and got up and headed east.

The Earth God looked at the bitter secret of leaving and sighed. If he went to Haotian Sect to make trouble, wouldn't he be asking for death?

It's a pity that Buddhism is so exquisite that it actually has enmity with the Haotian Sect.

Just when he was about to leave, in the mid-air outside Bixia City, the surrounding spiritual energy was running wild, rapidly condensing in the mid-air, and a deep passage suddenly appeared.

Around the passage, runic secret words appeared one after another, each secret word had a terrifying suppressive power, and purple thunder flashed out one after another.

Immediately, a sky boat that covered the sky and sun appeared, covering the entire Bixia City.

The sky boat was filled with people, wearing gorgeous blue robes and carrying sword cases. Each of them had the aura to crush everything in the world.

On both sides is written "The sun and the moon are not satisfied, the heaven and the earth are in need".

At the top of the sky, a flag fluttering in the wind slowly fluttered. There were nine golden dragon patterns on the flag that came together to form characters.

"discipline"!

When the Earth God saw this scene, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck and hurriedly turned into white smoke and got into the ground.

People gathered in the pavilions and houses on Tianzhou, among which many outstanding disciples disappeared.

In the pavilion at the top, there are all bookcases, tables and seats, and famous paintings and sculptures are scattered throughout.

In front of the case table, a middle-aged man in blue robes and brocade clothes had a cold face, with blue breath scattered all over his body, and he was holding a golden token in his hand.

"Clan leader, we have arrived."

Standing at the door of the pavilion was an old woman in blue robe, leaning on a cane with a dragon head, her head covered with hair.

The silver thread is neatly coiled behind the head.

The middle-aged man hummed and said slowly: "Contact Yun Xi and ask her to come first."

"yes!"

…

In the Haotian Sect, Su Fan, Tang Mengdong and others stood together and talked about matters related to refining lightning rods.

On a stone not far away, Ji Yunxi was holding the wine jar in boredom, staring at Su Fan and laughing, and the smell of alcohol on his body was even worse.

During this period of time, she had been very leisurely. Zhang Shanfeng and Cao Qintian were responsible for everything within the sect. On the contrary, she had nothing to do and was running around in the sect all day long.

When Su Fan was preaching, she also used this to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, one step faster than Zhang Shanfeng.
To be continued...