Chapter 420 Wind Dancer

In the history of monis, countless methods of refining spiritual weapons have been recorded, but later, all of them disappeared. Later, later generations have studied for thousands of years, and there is no way to refine spiritual weapons completely according to the methods recorded in the book. Only the most traditional method is to automatically upgrade the magic weapons into spiritual weapons. This thing seems very simple. However, it is the most terrible thing in the heart of every refiner.

Thunder robbery, whether it is a three-nine-day robbery, a four-nine-day robbery, or a nine-nine-day robbery, is the most terrible for a magic weapon without independent ability. It is so terrible that its existence can be easily erased out. Any flaws that occur during refining may lead to a very perfect magic weapon in a terrible thunderstorm. It turns into a pile of scum, which is the sadness of the refinery world.

Although Kyushu is rich in resources, for tens of thousands of years, low-level resources can be regenerated, but advanced resources have been facing the imagination of exhaustion, and human beings can only focus on the universe.

Cloth clothes also understand that there is nothing they can do. In addition to some forbidden places, the so-called top materials in other places are about to be excavated. Perhaps thousands of years later, refining a magic weapon is a problem. This phenomenon makes his heart a little heavy.

Although countless magic weapons have been left in the mony world, these magic weapons cannot be immortal after all. Most of them are damaged and turned into waste in battle.

In addition to the refinery, Bu Yi also told the elder about the current situation facing the mony world, which was his last concern.

Feng Lingzi was silent for a moment and sighed, "The general trend of the world will be divided, and it will be divided for a long time. This is inevitable. Whether it is the human race, the demon clan, or the spirit clan, as long as there is selfishness in the heart, there is no way to calm down in the world. Even if it is a short period of peace, it is bigger for the future. There is no way to change the disaster. History is a history of war. In addition to war, it is also war. This is survival.

Buyi smiled. It was the first time he heard such a statement. After hearing it, it was a little interesting. He laughed and said, "What the predecessor said is not wrong. People's selfishness is the biggest curse in the world. This is inevitable. Just like us, we also have selfishness."

The two suddenly looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Feng Lingzi chatted with Buyi for a long time, and many mysteries in his heart have been solved. He also understands what a terrible theoretical foundation the seemingly small young man in front of him is. Even hundreds of years of knowledge has almost failed to keep up. The biggest difficulty of how to refine spiritual weapons has been figured out, and he is very happy. The old face was full of smiles, and he smiled and said, "You boy, it's interesting. I admit that you are qualified to stand at the peak of the mongo world and look down on all the lives of monism. Ha ha, let's talk about it. I don't believe what's going on when you come to Kunlun. You are specially asked me to talk about Taoism."

Bu Yi also smiled, and then his expression became very serious and said, "Some people in your sect have detained my sister. I came here and asked for someone." Then, he told the story, and even the pure water spirit of the spring itself did not hide it, because it was unnecessary at all.

Feng Lingzi's old face became extremely gloomy after listening to everything. He immediately stood up and was furious. "These idiots really think that a few masters can change the world? I really don't know what to do. Well, I will come forward with this matter. I promise you that in three days at most, I, a bad old man, will appear in front of you, and now I still have something to do!"

The cloth's face was stunned. He didn't expect that he just said that the old man was so angry, but his old man was also right. Even if the sect had a few masters, what role could he play in today's monstros monstros? It doesn't work at all.

He stood up, respectfully saluted the old man and said, "Thank you. If there is any problem with the refinery in the future, you can communicate with me. I still have a lot of ideas here to refine spiritual weapons, and we can discuss it again."

The old man's anger slowed down when he heard this sentence, "You boy, do you still have stock?"

Bu Yi smiled, "That's of course."

walked out of this mustard space and returned to Kunlun Mountain. As soon as he walked out of the cave, he saw a man coming. This person was Heshuo who led the way before.

He Shuo is a third-generation disciple. In this era when the second-generation disciple is in charge of Kunlun, he naturally has proud capital. In his fifties, he has become a refining period, and the probability of becoming a Jindan period in the future is very high, which has obviously improved a lot of status among all disciples. Therefore, he always looks down on people, but he knows the truth of cloth clothes. When looking at the identity and real strength, he looked at the other party and was obviously a little restrained, "Brother Buyi, do you have an invitation?"

The cloth looked up and frowned, "That head?"

"Of course, you are the head of Qingwei. You have been in for many days. Lord Zhou and others have been waiting for you in the hall for three days."

The cloth was stunned, and then smiled, "Okay, lead the way."

The alchemist, no better than the alchemist and the master who studies the array method, involves a very wide range of aspects, and it takes a long time to discuss. In addition, there is no sun and moon in the mustard space, so naturally you can't feel the passage of time. He looked up, took a look at the position of the sun in the sky, and calculated it, but he didn't expect that five days had passed.

In the back mountain of Kunlun, in an extremely magnificent hall, the head of Qingwei sat in the first place, and the Qingxin Taoist was sitting next to him. At this moment, his heart was extremely irritable. Looking at the visit of dozens of deputy leaders representing various sects in front of him, he felt extremely big. Originally, he just thought that a little child could have more energy, now It seems that the other party has a big back, and it seems that these people owe him a lot of favor.

In the past few days, not only these people's words are very rude, but even the head has some opinions about him. If it hadn't been for the forbidden land, the wind dancer's uncle would have supported him behind his back, I'm afraid this pressure would have been unbearable.

At this moment, in the hall, on the sandalwood tables and chairs on both sides, there are 30 or 40 head of sect refiners with some names in the monistic world, drinking tea and chatting. It has been two days. The first one on the left sits the refiner in Shushan Sword Yard, whose prestige is very high, and the first one on the right is Zhou Yuanqing. These two masters take the lead, making Kunlun extremely nervous. These people, in terms of generation, are all the best people in the second generation. Some people, even one generation, are under great pressure!

Next to these people, the disciples who were ordered to serve tea and pour water are extremely nervous at this moment. These are all great figures in the mongo world. I have never seen so many big people come together just for one person.

Kunlun does not let go. These people can only sit here, drink tea and chat, and use the hall as a place for sect communication. When they first came, they were still a little strange. Two days later, these people have become extremely familiar, especially Zhou Yuanqing. At this moment, they have used his extremely powerful communication skills, which impressed many people. .

Everyone chatted happily. At this time, a Taoist boy suddenly came in at the door and shouted crisply, "My leader, the cloth is coming."

As he spoke, the cloth arrived. He walked to the door and suddenly stopped. Then he began to move again and walked to the hall. As he walked, he arched his hand to salute all the leaders on both sides. He knew the identity of these people a few days ago. At this time, he was just sitting in the right seat.

"I've seen Yu Xiao, I've seen..."

These people are all the leaders of a family or representatives of a sect. At this moment, when they see the cloth clothes, their eyes emerge endlessly and are very polite.

"You don't have to be polite."

"Young talent!"

"The future is boundless, and the sky is thunderous. It's really a strange thing!"

......

As soon as the cloth clothes came, the salute went all the way, which attracted everyone's attention and everyone talked about it.

He is too young, and his youth is simply terrible. In a few years, these people can't imagine what height they will grow up to.

Everyone is talking about what kind of measures should be taken and what kind of attitude should be towards a teenager at this time.

When the Qingxin Taoist saw the cloth clothes coming, a trace of unnatural appeared in his eyes. In addition, there was a trace of regret. Only a few days later, Kunlun had become the laughingstock of the monistic world and detained the disciples of other sects. This name was not very pleasant.

The head of Qingwei's face was very ugly. When he saw the cloth clothes coming, he felt a little better. He took a look at the Qingxin Taoist and was extremely angry. "These are all good things you have done. Kunlun's reputation is ruined in your hands."

The face of the Qingxin Taoist is also extremely ugly. Dozens of the second-generation disciples are the only one who is willing to go to the hall. There is nothing they can do. There is no way to get a pure water spirit body, and everyone is very happy. However, when these people stand here to explain their intentions, those in the mony world The famous figure immediately walked out in dismay. They were afraid of shame.

After walking around the cloth clothes, he finally came to the front, looked at the Qingwei Taoist, and gave a deep salute, "I have seen the head of Qingwei, and the master asked me to greet you."

Qingwei's face softened half, "You don't have to be polite. Your master and I have been friends for many years, so you don't have to do so."

Buyi was extremely happy, but there was no expression on his face. He just smiled faintly and said, "My little nephew came here this time and took the liberty to disturb him. It's really a little abrupt. May I ask Qingwei, how to solve this matter?"

Qingwei's face stiffened and sighed in his heart. After all, this boy was taught by Tianlei's bastard. He was so direct. After thinking about it, he snorted coldly, "My nephew, I don't say anything about this matter. Let's ask the one next to me."

The Qingxin Taoist's face changed.

Bu Yi turned his head, turned to the Qingxin Taoist next to him, and suddenly said coldly, "Qingxin Master, how to solve this matter? My sister, will you let it go or not?"

The Qingxin Taoist looked at dozens of people in the hall with a pale face and didn't know how to answer. He couldn't give or give this answer.

But at this point, there is silence, and it is deadlocked again.

At this time, Zhou Yuanqing stood up, looked at the cloth clothes, nodded, and said lightly, "Since the Qingxin Taoist can't give an answer, please come out and give me an explanation."