Moire steel, eight-star divine iron, star sand, black mountain mica...

Zhang Wentian originally collected these materials because he wanted to find someone to help him refine the storage bracelet.

Because when the moiré steel and the Eight-Star Divine Iron are refined together, they have a special characteristic, which is that the material will have rare spatial properties.

As for the star sand, it is used to fix the formation. And the black mountain mica is used to strengthen the spiritual weapon. As long as a little black mica is added, the solidity of the entire spiritual weapon will increase geometrically, making it difficult to

destroy.

However, if these materials can be mixed together, it will become a middle-grade spiritual weapon, which is very difficult to refine.

Nowadays, Taoism is very weak, and most cultivators still use simple magical tools. There are even some poor cultivators who still use paper talismans.

If the Zhang family has a spiritual weapon, even the lowest one, it can be regarded as a family treasure.

Previously, the most famous casual cultivator in this area of ​​southern Xinjiang, the Taoist Xiang, almost lost all his money in order to refine a low-grade spiritual weapon, the Flying Sword, and spent several years collecting the materials.

However, this guy's own weapon refining skills are not up to par, and the formation engraving is not good enough. As a result, the refined flying sword cannot even be put into the body. It can only be carried on the body like an ordinary sword. I guess not a ten-year-old man can do it.

A person who has been eight years old and has been tempered by the fire of his heart cannot send and receive it freely.

How could a master of formations like Yang Yunfan, with just a few simple refinements, create a flying sword of spiritual weapon level, which could be nurtured in the dantian, absorb the dan fire, and be automatically tempered every day. In another ten years

After eight years, it may be advanced to a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

Originally, Zhang Wentian wanted to wait for when he would break through to the foundation-building realm, and let Yang Yunfan have fun refining a flying sword.

But now it's good, this brother is directly preparing to refine a middle-grade spiritual weapon!

Moreover, it seems to be a space-confining spiritual weapon!

Now you are so awesome!

The most powerful space-confining spiritual weapon in the world of cultivation is probably the Demon Locking Tower in Shushan. The Shushan Sect has captured countless monsters and monsters for thousands of years and threw them into the Demon Locking Tower. They have never seen any monsters.

Those who have the ability to escape.

"Brother Yang, are you planning to refine some kind of imprisoning spiritual weapon? Do you have an enemy to deal with?" Zhang Wentian endured it, but couldn't help it, and asked presumptuously.

Generally, confinement-type spiritual weapons are not as powerful against the enemy as pure attack-type spiritual weapons, such as flying swords. However, one advantage of confinement-type spiritual weapons is that they can control the life and death of others at will, making people unable to survive or die.

cannot.

Yang Yunfan thought for a moment, and there was no need to hide this matter from Zhang Wentian. He would know it sooner or later anyway, so he smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, you have misunderstood. I do use these things to refine a spiritual weapon. But

It’s not meant to be used against enemies. I’m going to refine a spirit beast ring.”

"Spirit beast ring?"

Zhang Wentian muttered, frowning a little, "What is this? From the name, it seems to be used to imprison spiritual beasts. However, spiritual beasts are in short supply nowadays. It is estimated that only the Kunlun sect and overseas ones

Penglai Pavilion has people raising them in captivity, right? Most small sects probably can’t afford them. Are you planning to catch spiritual beasts?"

"Almost! Anyway, prepare the materials for me. I'll pick them up tomorrow. That's it, I'm going to bed!" Yang Yunfan didn't want to say more and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Yunfan looked at Moyun Cliff in the southwest and muttered: "Old man, I have had a problem since I was a child. Why do the Kunlun Sect and Penglai Pavilion have spirit beasts, but we Moyun Cliff don't have any? Hehe, this situation has never happened since.

Since I, Yang Yunfan, have changed!"

…

Early the next morning, after Yang Yunfan woke up, he said goodbye to the Xu sisters and prepared to go out.

The Xu sisters didn't say anything. Yang Yunfan came to southern Xinjiang to do something. And since Yang Yunfan was so capable, he must have a lot of important things to do. Staying at home every day was not right.

Yang Yunfan did not drive, but called a taxi and arrived at a warehouse in the suburbs.

This is the place we made an appointment with Zhang Wentian.

About half an hour later, Zhang Wentian also drove a jeep.

"Brother Yang, I have brought you everything! However, can you tell me specifically? We can't be considered outsiders, right? If you want to do something in this southern border, as long as you don't come to me

If the Zhang family is in trouble, I can help you with anything else."

Zhang Wentian took four or five safes from the back of the jeep.

Inside this safe is a piece of material. The density of these materials is very high, about 20 times that of water. A safe weighs about one ton. Most people cannot lift it. But Zhang Wentian is also at the peak of the realm of entraining air.

He is a cultivator, so this weight is not a problem for him.

Yang Yunfan opened the safe and checked it. There were enough refined iron materials, enough for him to refine a spirit beast ring.

He circulated his spiritual energy and put all these materials into the storage bag. Then he clapped his hands and stood up and said: "Brother Zhang, you are a native of Southern Border, and I won't hide it from you. How much do you know about Cangmang Mountain?"

"Cangmang Mountain?"

Zhang Wentian frowned, and then suddenly thought of something. He looked at Yang Yunfan nervously and said: "Boss Yang, you are not trying to kill that big black snake, are you? Let me tell you, that thing is terrible

It's very powerful. Previously, Taoist Xiang tried to tame that big snake, but was almost bitten to death by that snake. Let me tell you, that snake is not easy."

"Oh? Brother Zhang, please tell me carefully! I also think that snake is not simple. But I didn't expect it to be able to repel Taoist Xiang. After all, Taoist Xiang is also a monk in the foundation-building realm. Why can't he defeat it?

An ordinary monster? Not even a monster king." Yang Yunfan also became a little curious.

Zhang Wentian touched his chin, pondered for a while, and then said: "I also heard what others said. This snake was not native to Cangmang Mountain. It was about ten years ago. Southeast Asia was not a big tsunami. Ten people died.

Tens of thousands of people? It was during that time that the big black snake appeared in Cangmang Mountain."

When Yang Yunfan heard this, his eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "It seems that it is a foreign snake species! No wonder it grows so big and has very powerful poison. But this way, I am even more interested! Okay, Brother Zhang,

I won’t tell you any more. Time waits for no one, I have to go to Cangmang Mountain quickly, otherwise I will regret it to death if someone gets there first."

"Then be careful!"

Zhang Wentian shouted, and then he felt a little uneasy, so he drove up and followed him, saying: "Forget it, I'll go with you. It's not convenient for you to go alone. If there are more than one person, I can help you."

Even if I don’t have enough strength, I can still give you a lookout!”

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan was a little surprised, and then a warmth flowed through his heart, and he was very moved.

"Brother Zhang, originally, I was planning to come back and give you these materials as a reward. However, since you are so loyal, I can't be too stingy. This is a foundation-building pill. Brother Zhang, take it.

Get down!"

While talking, Yang Yunfan took out a porcelain bottle from his storage bag and handed it to Zhang Wentian.

"Foundation Pill..."

Zhang Wentian was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't wait to open the porcelain bottle. The fragrance that penetrated the heart and soul came out from inside, as well as the unique halo of the pill.

Couldn't this be the Foundation Building Pill he dreamed of?

Looking at Yang Yunfan's handsome face under the sun, Zhang Wentian felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Yang Yunfan gave him such a pill that was worth thousands of gold so casually?
Chapter completed!