The words of the master of Tiangong Pavilion resounded throughout the whole place, causing an uproar.
"Five heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapons, did I hear you correctly?"
"If this is really the case, is the master of Tiangong Pavilion crazy?"
"What a precious thing that is, but he actually wanted to give it to Mark so easily?"
"Oh my god! What a powerful sacred weapon the wooden sword in Ye Fan's hand is!"
The monks present were shocked.
Especially those casual cultivators. Many of them may not even have earth-level spiritual weapons. Now the master of Tiangong Pavilion actually wants to give away high-grade heaven-level spiritual weapons. This is too exaggerated.
You know, even in Tiangong Pavilion, it is very difficult to refine a heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapon.
First of all, there are certain requirements for cultivation.
Only elders of at least the seventh level of Tribulation Transcendence can refine it.
This is just a basic requirement for cultivation!
In addition, refining magic weapons requires too many precious materials, especially this kind of top-notch magic weapon in the eyes of ordinary monks, which has extremely high requirements for various genius treasures.
In this case, it would take decades of effort to build one.
Many weapon makers can only make a dozen pieces in their lifetime.
Now, the master of Tiangong Pavilion actually wants to give away five pieces at once. This is really a generous act.
"Hmph, the master of Tiangong Pavilion is really discerning and can easily see the powerful power of the wooden sword in Ye Fan's hand!"
Venerable Nanming's eyes also showed greed. Even he saw such a valuable magic weapon for the first time. If this magic weapon comes into his hands, relying on his super cultivation, he can definitely dominate the purple.
Chenxing.
"This pavilion master is near the water tower. I didn't expect to be able to repair the relationship with Ye Fan, and now he has to observe the magic weapon! I think this guy wants to understand the power of laws in the magic weapon and wants to create imitations. However, this
Easier said than done!”
The corners of Venerable Xuanting's mouth raised slightly. He felt that the behavior of the pavilion master was ridiculous.
Because this sacred weapon was refined by the Immortal Lord. As a small master of the Tiangong Pavilion, his cultivation level has not reached the seventh level of calamity. Can he really imitate the Immortal Lord's magic weapon?
This is impossible!
"You should really think about how this Ye Fan came to be able to possess such a powerful sacred weapon!" said the Lord of Yaoyue Palace.
"This sacred weapon is really weird, it's actually a wooden sword! Ye Fan is definitely not from our Zichen Star, but, according to my experience, he doesn't look like a disciple of a super powerful sect like Shuiyue Holy Land.
, he seems to be from an alien galaxy!”
Venerable Xuanting's thinking was very clear, and he could be considered to have judged some basic information about Mark.
"What Venerable Xuanting said makes sense. This person is indeed weird. However, he wants to defeat us on behalf of the Xuanyun Sect. This is just a dream!"
"Don't underestimate him, Venerable Nanming, he has the support of Patriarch Hongling behind him!"
"Hahaha, although Patriarch Hongling is powerful, I am not afraid of him. The strength of our Lihuo Palace is beyond what ordinary people can imagine."
With a strong look of confidence, Venerable Nanming seemed to be telling Venerable Xuanting that Lihuo Palace was not as afraid of the Hongling Patriarch as Zidian Palace, and they would fight to the end.
"Huh, let's go and see!"
Venerable Xuanting also understood what Venerable Nanming meant, but this was not the time to argue because the battle was still going on.
At this time, the master of Tiangong Pavilion stood respectfully in front of Ye Fan and expressed his intention.
"this……"
Ye Fan felt a little hesitant in his heart.
To be honest, these so-called heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapons are worthless in his eyes.
The magic weapons he possesses, such as the Phaseless Sword, the Heavenly Dragon City Breaking Halberd, the Ancient Spear, the Divine Monument, etc., each one is a peerless treasure, many times better than the top-grade spiritual weapons of the heavenly level.
However, Tiangong Pavilion definitely showed enough sincerity.
Because these heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapons, although not important in his opinion, must be rare treasures in the eyes of the Pavilion Master and others.
Moreover, if you want to walk on the Zichen Star, it is naturally a good thing to make more friends.
"Master Ye, this is our greatest sincerity. Please agree to it. We just want to see the power of the holy weapon and learn something from it!"
The master of the pavilion stepped forward again and said, he was really afraid that Ye Fan would not lend it to them. After all, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once missed, it would never come again!
"Okay, Master of Tiangong Pavilion, I can lend you an hour, but you must understand that Patriarch Hongling is here. If you cheat, don't blame me for being rude!"
Ye Fan pointed in the direction of Patriarch Hongling. The pavilion master kept nodding.
The violent temper of Patriarch Hongling is well known to everyone, and the Pavilion Master and other five masters have just been dealt with by Patriarch Hongling, and they are still suffering from psychological shadow.
"Please rest assured, Mr. Ye Fan, we will never betray our trust!"
The pavilion master was so excited that he bowed directly to Ye Fan.
"Okay, continue!"
Ye Fan's eyes flashed, a thought flashed, and then, the Wuxiang Sword appeared in front of the pavilion master.
"Thank you Mr. Ye!"
The pavilion master caught the Wuxiang Sword with both hands and kept thanking Ye Fan.
"Great, Pavilion Master succeeded!"
As for everyone in Tiangong Pavilion, they kept exclaiming in surprise as if they had found a treasure.
…
"The winner of the first competition is Xuanyun Sect, then the second competition will begin!"
At this time, Elder Xu announced the results of the competition.
Then, a small sect in the Twelve Caves Heaven came on stage and also sent five masters and five geniuses.
The battle is still the same as before, but the scene is much different.
These small sects do not have the momentum of Patriarch Hongling. They can only fight in small ways, with each other winning or losing.
Since these small sects did not have powerful magical powers and magic weapons in their battles, the atmosphere at the scene was gloomy and many monks almost fell asleep.
The battle had just ended. Suddenly, someone shouted at the scene.
"Wow, the protagonist is about to appear."
"Yeah, the previous battles were too boring. They were just some frivolous soldiers and crab generals, but now they are real!"
Amid the shouts of the crowd, the flames boiled on the battlefield, like a fire dragon parading, with magnificent momentum.
Then, on the opposite side, the Danxia clouds flowed and the smoke filled the air, as if entering a fantasyland.
