At this time, there was a middle-aged monk with a majestic face, sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes fixed on the weapon refining furnace in front of him.
Although he was in such a hot environment, he didn't feel any impatience.
Not only that.
Even the seal he pinched out in his hand didn't pause at all.
the whole process!
Beautiful and smooth!
at this time.
Cheng Buzheng was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with blazing fire reflected in his eyes, looking at the refining furnace in front of him, and heard a low shout.
"out!"
A seal was played.
The lid of the refining furnace moved away on its own.
The clouds rose, and a stream of light broke through the clouds, rushed out of the weapon refining furnace, and disappeared.
At some point, an unknown vortex appeared out of thin air in the refining room, and there was a spiritual light in the center, emitting a faint halo!
A trace of hot breath, accompanied by the rotation of the whirlpool, was slowly brought out!
Until then!
Only then did Cheng Buzheng perform the last seal.
As the last seal was played, the surging earth fire stopped abruptly.
There was only a blazing temperature in the entire secret room, which proved that the raging fire before that was not simple.
Cheng Buzheng looked at the aura of light in the nameless whirlwind, his heart filled with joy, and he murmured:
"The last magic weapon is finally finished!"
After a long time!
Cheng Buzheng then retracted his gaze and closed his eyes!
Restore your mana and mind.
Refining a magic weapon is not easy, it consumes too much mana and spiritual energy.
If you don't have enough cultivation, you won't be able to support refining a treasure for once.
Especially this magic weapon is a middle-grade magic weapon.
The consumption was even more serious.
Even a mid-stage Jindan monk like Cheng Buzheng, whose magic power is extremely pure and vast, has almost exhausted his spiritual thoughts and magic power.
It can be seen that cultivation is also an important guarantee to support the master of immortal arts.
Three full days!
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the weapon refining room, slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of crystal light flashed away in the dark weapon refining room!
Immediately.
He stood up and stretched out his hand.
A stream of light shot out from the nameless whirlwind and flew straight towards him.
The moment the light entered his palm, the light disappeared as soon as he turned his palm.
Then Cheng Buzheng glanced around the weapon refining room, then raised his legs and walked out.
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Front hall, behind the counter!
The textured door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged monk with a majestic face walked out.
A stream of light shot out from the palm of his hand.
Then, he turned around and walked into the door again,
boom!
The door was sealed again.
And inside the counter, the white-haired old man lying on the rocking chair waved his sleeves!
That spiritual light disappeared into it.
The white-haired old man tapped the void in front of him with his fingers, and a flash of spiritual light shot out from his fingertips...
Looking at its direction, it is the jade on the right side of the front hall.
I saw eight lines of runic fonts and patterns on the jade, shining brightly!
There is only one line of rune fonts, which is dull and dull. Compared with the eight lines of rune fonts and the pattern imprints that follow, they undoubtedly pale a lot.
at this time!
That streak of light just happened to sink into the jade.
moment.
The line of dim rune fonts suddenly emitted a bright spiritual light, and even the pattern mark behind it also exuded a charming light, shining unsteadily.
See this.
The white-haired old man lying on the rocking chair had a trace of satisfaction in his eyes!
Then the rocking chair rocked again, and the white-haired old man lying on it closed his cloudy eyes at some point.
Not long after.
A young monk appeared outside the palace door, reflecting a slender reflection.
Walk into the main hall and come to the counter.
The young monk bowed respectfully and said loudly:
"Junior pays homage to senior!"
Hear the words.
Inside the counter!
The white-haired old man lying on the rocking chair opened his eyes, glanced at the other party lightly, and responded feebly.
See this.
The young monk knew that this senior looked old and vulnerable, but in fact, his old body contained amazing energy.
Once it breaks out, it will be an earth-shattering blow!
This is also a monk. He never looks at appearance, only his realm.
in a blink.
The young monk was thinking a lot, then he touched the storage bag on his waist, and a token appeared in his hand. He held it in both hands and said respectfully:
"Senior, please take a look!"
The white-haired old man stretched out his hand and the token flew into the counter and fell into his hand.
After confirming that it is correct.
A small tower slipped from his sleeve.
Put the four fingers of your right hand together and move outward!
A small tower and the previous token flew back to the young monk's hands again.
After looking at it carefully.
The young monk nodded and said:
"Thank you, senior!"
He narrowed his eyes again when he saw the white-haired old man.
However, when he saluted again, he did not dare to give any discount.
Immediately.
The young monk came to the jade on the right side of the hall.
A magic formula was played.
A mysterious light shot out from the token.
moment.
The row of shining runic fonts immediately burst out with brilliant brilliance, echoing with the other eight rows of runic fonts, competing for the glory!
See this.
The young monk bowed in front of the jade and walked straight out.
When the young monk walked out of the main hall, the door closed automatically without any wind.
At this time.
The white-haired old man at the counter opened his eyes and looked at the jade on the right side of the hall.
"The nine recognized tasks have been completed."
"Next, it's time to open for business!"
Cheng Buzheng thought to himself.
Then, his right hand began to count.
Counting the days, the 15th is a good day.
Um!
Then let’s set it on the 15th!
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The golden crow enters the Tang Valley, and the jade rabbit plays with the stars!
The sun and the moon rotate in the blink of an eye.
It’s here, the fifteenth of this month.
This day.
As the sun rises.
In Xianyi Tianling Street, a bright glow rises!
The sky is filled with glow!
Break through the sky!
this moment.
The eyes of the entire Xianmeng City were focused on Xianyi Tianling Street.
It also caused discussions among many monks.
On Xianyi Tianling Street, in a certain Baoding shop with a simple shape, there was also discussion about this vision.
"Senior brother, look at the glow filling the sky! It should be the Fu Dao Hall!"
"Yes, Not Bad!"
"On Xianyi Tianling Street, there is no other newly opened store except this one."
"When this shop completed the task of being recognized by this pavilion, I knew that this senior's attainments in immortal arts were by no means ordinary."
"As expected! All the recognition tasks were completed in less than a year."
Where there is envy, there is jealousy!
Also on this street, in a certain shop.
"snort!"
"This is just a newly opened shop with such a loud tone. Sooner or later, it will have to get out of Tianling Street."
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Outside Xianyi Tianling Street.
Many monks had this vision, so the scope of the discussion was even greater.
A young monk looked into the distance and said to the middle-aged man beside him:
"Brother, what's going on with this glow?"
"Isn't it forbidden to use magic in the Immortal Alliance City?"
"This glow in the sky is clearly the effect of magic. Doesn't the Immortal Alliance care about it?"
After saying this, the young monk paused, then looked around for a while, and said mysteriously:
"Isn't it true that that person is very tough in the background?"
"That's why you dare to ignore the Immortal Alliance's ban?"
"madness!"
The middle-aged monk suddenly gave the young monk a big dick.
He looked at the aggrieved young monk and felt angry;
"If you don't have knowledge, don't make blind guesses!"
"Then what's going on?"
The young monk rubbed the back of his head and asked unconvinced.
"Look where that is?"
The middle-aged monk pointed to the place in the distance where the sky was filled with glow.
"It should be, Xianyi Tianling Street, right?"
"You still know!"
"Do you know how difficult it is to get a foothold on the streets again?"
"There are thousands of immortal art masters in the world of cultivating immortals, but those who can gain a foothold there are the top group of immortal art masters in the world of cultivating immortals!"
"Not only that! According to rumors, if you want to gain a foothold on this street, you must be recognized by all the immortal masters on this street!"
“It can be said to be extremely difficult!”
"Then what does it have to do with this glow in the sky?"
The middle-aged monk glanced lightly and said speechlessly:
"Why doesn't it matter?"
"This glow in the sky is the vision of a successful store, and it also means that this store has been approved by all the masters of fairy arts."
"Similarly, this is also the Xiaguang spell that is pardoned by the Immortal Alliance."
"The fact that the Immortal Alliance can make an exception shows the difficulty here."
"What's more, even if the backstage is strong, in front of the Immortal Alliance's ban, they are all ants, even if there is a Nascent Soul cultivator behind them!"
"oh!"
"That's it~!"
The young monk nodded, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something and said to the middle-aged monk:
"Brother, there is nothing to do today, why don't we go and see it too?"
"Get out!"
The middle-aged monk looked at the younger brother who had just arrived in Xianmeng City and did not know the rules, and said angrily:
"If it's an ordinary Xianyi Street, it doesn't matter, but Xianyi Tianling Street is not that simple."
"Although there are no express restrictions on this street, you must understand that there are no express rules, but there are unspoken rules!"
"The monks who enter this street are either real people or real kings. Even seniors in the foundation building stage will not step into this street."
"Think about it, this street is full of seniors who can kill you with just a thought. Do you still want to go shopping?"
"Moreover, the shops on that street don't have magic weapons, or even any treasures. The orders they receive are all magic weapons, and the elixirs are at least third level."
"So, that's not where we can set foot now."
The young monk heard this.
I couldn't help but be shocked!
When did Jin Dan Zhenren become so worthless!
In his hometown, Jindan Zhenren was a big shot at the top of the pyramid.
When did you become so humble?
Moreover, the orders received by a street are all rumored magic weapons and elixirs...
This Immortal League City is too prosperous!
It has been a month since he came here, and it is only today that he has a clear understanding of the prosperity of this city.
The middle-aged monk looked at the shocked young monk and said with a half-smile:
"Now, do you still want to go to Xianyi Tianling Street to see it?"
Hear the words.
The young monk who came back to his senses shook his head and said:
"Brother, let's forget it!"
"Even the seniors in the Foundation Establishment Stage have not set foot there, so I don't even dare to do it even if I have the guts of a bear's heart and a leopard's guts!"
"It's good to know!"
The middle-aged monk nodded and said:
"You must never rely on the Immortal Alliance. If you can't use force, you have nothing to worry about!"
"Those seniors want to crush little monks like us in many ways, so when facing seniors, even in the fairy city, we must maintain enough respect!"
"Brother, I understand!"
"Well, let's go then!"
This scene!
It is happening constantly throughout the entire Xianmeng City.
However, the white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng, who was in the Fu Dao Palace, didn't know the changes outside at this time, but he could guess a few things.
after all.
Such a strange sight is relatively rare in Xianmeng City.
certainly.
At this moment, the white-haired old Taoist Cheng Bu Zheng had no time to pay attention to these trivial matters.
He is welcoming visitors who enter the hall.
These monks are all golden elixir stage monks.
However, Cheng Buzheng didn't have time to entertain them at this moment, because there was an overhaul that was more important than them.
good.
That is none other than True Lord Nascent Soul.
Faced with Zhenjun's inquiries, Cheng Buzheng seemed to cooperate fully, but in fact he always had reservations.
after all.
If your attainments in immortal arts are too incredible, that is not a chance, but a disaster.
However, fortunately, this True Lord's request is still within the scope of his business.
An order for a medium-grade magic weapon.
Refining is quite difficult.
But that's for others.
For Cheng Buzheng, it was just like that.
He has also refined things that are more difficult than this.
like:
Among the recognition tasks, there is a pagoda that is a middle-grade magic weapon, and the difficulty of refining it is even more difficult than the order placed by this true king.
Congratulations to this true monarch.
Cheng Buzheng was as busy as a top, receiving the real people who came one after another.
Fortunately, these colleagues were very patient and sat quietly in the small hall, waiting.