In the west area of Qianyuan City, in a secluded small manor.
There are some simple flowers and plants planted in the manor. Although the environment is not elegant, it feels very neat and clean, making it very suitable for living.
After Xiao Muyang and others escaped from Duobao Pavilion, they passed by this manor accidentally and wanted to stay here for one night and find a place to stay the next day.
The owner of the manor is an old woman in her sixties, who only has a middle-level cultivation. Seeing that Xiao Muyang and others have nowhere to live, she kindly takes them in and keeps them company for herself. After all, she is the only one living there.
It's naturally a bit lonely here.
Xiao Muyang and others were so grateful that they stayed here temporarily.
However, they do not intend to stay here for a long time. If people from the Yingtian Shen Sect discover that they are here, it will undoubtedly bring disaster to the old woman, which they do not want to see.
At this moment, in a room, Xiao Muyang was resting and thinking about what happened in Duobao Pavilion.
When they were about to leave Duobao Pavilion, those figures who suddenly appeared to stop them were obviously not from the Yingtian Shen Sect. So who sent them to kill them?
After pondering for a while, a strange light suddenly flashed in Xiao Muyang's eyes, and he thought of a person in his mind.
The young master of Tongtian Tower, Shangguan Yun.
Although there was no grudge between him and Shangguan Yun, the most important thing was that he had not given the other party face before. Based on this alone, the other party would not want to take his life.
But if it involves the rules of Qianyuan City, then that's a different matter.
When Ying Jing ordered the action, Shangguan Yun spoke in public, telling everyone present that the Yingtian Shenzong's action was in compliance with the rules of Qianyuan City, and he was a witness to that battle.
He was clearly perjuring himself on behalf of Ying Jing. Once the truth of the matter was known to the people in the City Lord's Mansion, he would not be able to escape his involvement.
From this point of view, Shangguan Yun did not have any motive to kill him.
Of course, these are just his subjective guesses. After all, he doesn't know any of those people, and there is no evidence connecting them with the Tower of Babel.
Shaking his head, Xiao Muyang stopped thinking about those things. The top priority was to solve the dilemma he was facing and consider what to do next.
"I don't know where Uncle Mu and Sister Ninth are now." Xiao Muyang murmured. Although he believed in the strength of Mu Li and Chu Qingli, he was still a little worried before he saw their safety with his own eyes.
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"The current strength is still too weak. Facing the Tiangang characters, there is no room for competition."
Xiao Muyang frowned. Although he had worked very hard to improve his strength, cultivation is not something that happens overnight and cannot be achieved overnight.
Although some secret techniques can quickly increase strength in a short period of time, those secret techniques have a negative impact on the body. In serious cases, they may damage the foundation and affect future practice. Xiao Muyang will naturally not take the risk to try it.
Xiao Muyang suddenly had a thought in his mind and saw a pen appearing in his hand. It was the pen he got from the transaction in Duobao Pavilion.
I saw Xiao Muyang carefully looking at the pen in his hand, trying to pour spiritual power into the pen, but there was no response. It seemed to be just an ordinary pen, nothing special.
But he didn't give up, and then released flames from his palms to burn.
It lasted for a while, but nothing changed.
This scene made Xiao Muyang feel a little relieved. Although the secret of this pen was not solved, it at least proved that this pen was not an ordinary thing and could withstand the burning of flames.
So, what is so special about this pen?
A strange color flashed through Xiao Muyang's eyes. He couldn't see anything special, but one person might be able to see it.
He waved his palm, and the Haotian Stone appeared in front of him. A stream of spiritual power penetrated directly into the Haotian Stone. After a moment, an old man's figure emerged from the Haotian Stone.
"Old Shi." Xiao Muyang looked at the old man and shouted.
"Why did you call me out?" Mr. Shi asked calmly, his eyes slightly squinted, as if he hadn't woken up. He was originally sleeping in the Haotian Stone before being awakened by Xiao Muyang.
"There is a treasure, I wonder if seniors can see its significance." Xiao Muyang said.
"Oh?" Mr. Shi seemed to be a little more interested and said, "Bring it over and show it to me."
Xiao Muyang handed the pen to Mr. Shi, and Mr. Shi picked up the pen and looked at it. After a while, Mr. Shi seemed to have discovered something, and said with a rather surprised expression: "This is a broken treasure."
"Broken treasure?" Xiao Muyang's eyes flickered, and then asked: "What type is it?"
"Space treasure."
Mr. Shi looked at it carefully again and said: "This pen contains a touch of space power. I think it is a remnant of it from before. It's a pity that the inside has been destroyed and it can't play any role."
"Trash..." Xiao Muyang had a dark look on his face. Thinking that he had spent seven pieces of third-level high-grade treasures in exchange for this pen, he only felt a pain in his body. He must have been very unlucky.
"Is it really useless at all?" Xiao Muyang asked, seemingly unwilling to do so. Even if it only had a slight effect, it would be a comfort to him.
"It's not completely useless." Old Shi said slowly.
Xiao Muyang's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked straight at Shi Lao, and asked eagerly: "What else does it do?"
"Although the internal structure of this pen has been damaged, fortunately it is not too badly damaged. If you find a refiner to repair it, it should be able to exert some power." Old Shi replied calmly.
"However, it is unlikely that it can be fully restored unless a top weapon refiner takes action." Mr. Shi added.
"Can it still be repaired?"
Xiao Muyang was quite surprised. He himself was a weapon refiner. If it was really what Mr. Shi said, maybe he could try to repair the pen himself.
"Can Mr. Shi tell the original grade of this pen?" Xiao Muyang asked curiously.
"Fifth-level low-grade." Shi Lao replied: "If it can be repaired, it should be able to return to the fourth-level level."
"Level 4." Xiao Muyang murmured to himself, and some thoughts immediately flashed through his mind. Although he is currently unable to refine a fourth-level spiritual weapon, if he tries his best, he should be able to repair this pen to the level of fourth-level.
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After all, it is just repairing spiritual weapons, which is naturally much simpler than refining spiritual weapons.
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The next day, Xiao Muyang came to an open space in the manor, and saw that he waved his palm, and a black tripod shone in the sky, which was the Divine Wind Cauldron.
The divine wind cauldron contains powerful storm power, which can not only be used for practice, but is also suitable as a weapon refining furnace.
Xiao Muyang stretched out his palm forward, and the flame power was released from the palm, which immediately burned in the divine wind cauldron. A stream of hot breath filled the air from the cauldron, causing the temperature of this space to become extremely high.
However, Xiao Muyang did not make any other moves, but continued to use the flames to burn the divine wind cauldron, because the pen itself was a fifth-level spiritual weapon, and ordinary flames had no effect on it, and it required extremely high temperatures to burn it.
melt.
After a period of time, this space reached an extremely terrifying temperature. Xiao Muyang did not hesitate anymore. He waved his palm and saw a ray of light shooting directly into the Divine Wind Cauldron.
"Chichi..."
A harsh sound came from the cauldron, like something being burned. Xiao Muyang's face looked extremely solemn. The pen was gradually melting. The next step was the most critical.
Not only must he ensure that the core array inside the pen is not destroyed by the flames, but he must also promptly repair the damaged array outside. It can be said to be very difficult. He must do two things at once to succeed.
A powerful spiritual power was released. Xiao Muyang concentrated on the changes taking place in the Divine Wind Cauldron, without any distracting thoughts in his mind. If there was a slight mistake, the pen would be completely useless, without even the possibility of repairing it.
At a certain moment, a solemn look flashed in Xiao Muyang's eyes, and his hands began to dance quickly, and lines emerged in the space. They were arrays, shining with all kinds of brilliance, making them extremely dazzling.
The way of weapon refining is closely related to the way of formation. The weapon refining master must be the formation master. However, the formation master is not necessarily the weapon refining master.
Those powerful weapon refiners are by no means weak in the field of formations, and are proficient in almost all kinds of formations. However, among weapon refiners and formation masters of the same level, the formation strength of the formation master will be stronger.
What Xiao Muyang is doing at the moment is repairing the damaged formation. With his current level of formation, it is natural that he cannot restore the formation perfectly. However, as long as the formation is completely repaired, the pen can be considered repaired.
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As time passed, Xiao Muyang's hands danced faster and faster. Countless formation patterns poured into the divine wind cauldron crazily, making loud roaring noises and making great noises.
After a while, Ren Tiange and Leng Wuyun ran over to check the situation. They were obviously shocked and thought something had happened to Xiao Muyang.
"The palace master is refining weapons, don't disturb him!" Leng Wuyun said in a low voice.
The rest of the people nodded one after another, not daring to make the slightest sound, but quietly watched Xiao Muyang refining the weapon.
Xiao Muyang's forehead was constantly sweating, which showed how much pressure he was under at this time, but he did not dare to slack off at all. Now it was the most critical moment, and no mistakes were allowed.
After some time, a flash of excitement suddenly flashed in Xiao Muyang's eyes, and he shouted: "Ning!"
As the voice fell, an extremely dazzling silver light was seen shooting out from the divine wind cauldron, trying to leave this space.
However, Xiao Muyang was already prepared. He appeared in mid-air in a flash. He grabbed his palm forward and held the silver light directly in his hand.
Then Xiao Muyang landed on the ground, spread out his palms, and saw a brilliant silver pen lying in the palm of his hand, exuding extremely rich spatial fluctuations.
"Fourth level inferior!"
A bright smile bloomed in Xiao Muyang's eyes, and he felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment in his heart. With his Zhongtian cultivation level, he actually repaired a broken fifth-level treasure!
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Just one chapter today, and I’ll make up for it tomorrow.