There are many materials for refining Taoist tools, but there are very few that are suitable for evil blades.
The quality of the evil blade cannot be measured by ordinary weapons.
First of all, it is a state of unity between heaven and earth. The materials required must not contain impurities, must be naturally formed, and must not take less than a thousand years of gestation.
Liu Wuxie walked to the counter of the refining materials. There were thousands of refining materials in total. The largest one was like a small house, and the smallest one was no bigger than a palm.
"Besides these, are there any other materials to choose from?"
Liu Wuxie scanned thousands of materials and shook his head. None of them were what he wanted.
"There is a Tibetan monument over there, which contains all the materials of our Lingqiong Pavilion. You can go over there and read it. If you find anything suitable, let me know."
The middle-aged man in charge of selling materials pointed to a Tibetan monument in the distance, which contained countless kinds of materials.
What's on the outside is only part of it.
After all, there are countless materials in the world, and it is impossible to put them all on sale.
Quickly walking towards the Tibetan stele, many words appeared on it, and Liu Wuxie quickly found the space for refining weapons.
You wouldn't know if you didn't read it, but Liu Wuxie felt his scalp numb when he saw the dense text on it.
There are hundreds of thousands of materials. If you flip through the pages page by page, you probably won’t be able to finish them all by tomorrow.
Lingqiong Pavilion is indeed extraordinary. The materials here can be said to be everything you need.
Seeing so much information, Han Feizi was also stunned.
"Brother Liu, if we keep searching like this, I won't be able to finish reading these materials in less than a day."
Han Feizi knew that Liu Wuxie was in a hurry, so he spoke at this time.
"No rush, an hour is enough."
Liu Wuxie showed a smile. There were only more than 100,000 materials. With the Ghost Eye Technique and the Divine Book of Heaven, he was not very worried. He had already said too much in an hour.
When the two of them were talking, they didn't know that there was someone standing behind them, who also needed to go to the Tibetan monument to look for information.
"Boy, I'm not afraid of the wind and my tongue. I read so many kinds of materials in one hour. I really don't know how high the world is."
A cold voice came from behind, like two thorns piercing Liu Wuxie's back.
Turning around, there was a man in his thirties standing behind him. His realm was average, only the fourth level of Lingxuan.
It was probably because Liu Wuxie had overheard the conversation he had with Han Feizi just now, so he made a mocking sound.
"Does it matter to you whether I can finish reading it?"
Liu Wuxie was a little unhappy and glanced at this man.
"It has nothing to do with me. I just can't stand the arrogance of some people."
The man had a sneer on his face, just because he couldn't stand Liu Wuxie, it wasn't any deep hatred.
"Since it has nothing to do with you, just get away from me."
Liu Wuxie's tone suddenly worsened, telling him to get out of his sight.
The tone was extremely domineering, and the voice was like thunder, which made the man take a step back, unable to bear the crushing force of Liu Wuxie's momentum.
The monks gathered around looked over one after another, wanting to know what happened.
"Huangtan, what happened?"
Another man came over from a distance. The man who had the quarrel with Liu Wuxie was probably from the same group, and he asked.
"This guy doesn't know how high the sky is. He said that he could read all the materials in the Tibetan stele in one hour. I couldn't stand this kind of person, so I just sarcastically told him to get out of here."
The man standing behind Liu Wuxie, named Huang Tan, told the story exactly.
The surrounding monks also heard this and cast curious looks at Liu Wuxie.
"Are you kidding? There are at least 100,000 kinds of weapon refining materials in the Tibetan tablet. How can I read them all in one hour?"
Many people made the same noise as Huang Tan, thinking that Liu Wuxie was too arrogant.
It was originally just an ordinary conversation between him and Han Feizi, but they thought he was arrogant and ignorant, and Liu Wuxie didn't know what to say.
Many people glared at Liu Wuxie and thought he was talking nonsense.
There are more than 100,000 kinds of materials that need to be carefully selected, and it takes a long time to understand each one.
In one hour, Liu Wuxie would not be able to read all of the 10,000 kinds, let alone 100,000 kinds.
"Boy, if you keep talking nonsense, don't blame us for being rude. Get out of the way."
Seeing that many people supported him, Huang Tan let out a ferocious laugh and told him, Liu Wuxie, to get out of the way. He also needed to use the Tibetan stele to check the materials.
Liu Wuxie was still in a hurry, so of course she wouldn't get out of the way. She finally got in line, so how could she give it up to others?
"roll!"
A sharp shout was like a billowing wave of air, rolling directly towards Dalbergia.
"boom!"
The air wave hit, and Huangtan couldn't dodge it. He was swept away and fell to the ground.
No one expected that Liu Wuxie would hurt someone if she disagreed with him.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Huangtan stood up from the ground and wanted to take action against Liu Wuxie.
This is Lingqiong Pavilion, and fighting is prohibited, otherwise Huang Tan would have been a dead man long ago, and Liu Wuxie would not tolerate him until now.
By scolding him verbally, you have taught him a lesson.
"stop!"
At this time, a cold shout interrupted them, and the deacon of Lingqiong Pavilion appeared, frowning.
Lingqiong Pavilion has a transcendent status. Although it is not one of those super large sects, it cannot be underestimated. There are many Tianxuan in charge.
Who dares to cause trouble here unless they are impatient with life.
Even if you are a disciple of Tianlingxian Mansion, Lingqiong Pavilion will not give you any face.
"Deacon Sun, you are here just in time. This kid is talking nonsense and has insulted the reputation of Xuanling Pavilion. I suggest that he be kicked out immediately."
Huang Tan knew this deacon, and he had a sinister look on his face.
As long as he is driven out and outside, he will have a chance to kill Liu Wuxie.
Being thrown away by Liu Wuxie in front of everyone, he couldn't hold back his breath, and it would be embarrassing to spread the news.
"So what happened?"
Lingqiong Pavilion will not kick people out without any reason.
Anyone who comes is a guest, and Lingqiong Pavilion will treat every guest with courtesy.
Regardless of cultivation level or status.
Huangtan quickly recounted what had just happened.
"This young master is just joking. Why should you take it seriously? Since everyone is fine, let's continue selecting materials."
Deacon Sun smoothed things over, thinking that Liu Wuxie was just joking and there was no need to take it seriously.
The yellow sandalwood was thrown away, how could we just let it go?
"This is Lingqiong Pavilion. If everyone comes in to joke, wouldn't it be a desecration of the solemnity here?"
Huang Tan's voice was full of sarcasm, thinking that Liu Wuxie had humiliated Lingqiong Pavilion.
Here, everyone should be solemn and solemn, instead of talking nonsense.
What a strong word.
"Brother Huang is right. This kid is talking nonsense and affecting the atmosphere here. I suggest it is better to drive him out."
The monks who came with Huang Tan stood up and supported Huang Tan's statement.
Lingqiong Pavilion is indeed solemn, and after entering this place, people are awe-inspiring.
"Boy, just apologize and this matter will be over. Be careful what you say in the future."
To be continued...