Lan Yue calmed down a little and cared about Xiao Jingyao's situation.

"Yaoer, how about the Yongyin Realm?"

Xiao Jingyao chuckled and replied, "It's great, Master, don't worry about me."

Listening to Xiao Jingyao's leisurely tone, Lan Yue frowned instead.

“It’s not a good situation?”

According to Lu Queran, Yongyin Realm is simply a purgatory of the waves. The more relaxed Xiao Jingyao's tone is, the less he wants to worry her.

Xiao Jingyao saw Lan Yue's frown brows through his head, and a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.

Sure enough, I still can't lie in front of my master...

"It's all good, but there are more battles and stronger enemies, and my disciples are actually happy." Xiao Jingyao changed his mouth.

"Happy?"

Lan Yue turned her head in confusion, and Xiao Jingyao looked up at the bloody word "Zun" in the air, and a hint of ambition and arrogance flashed in his eyes.

Only in this way can he grow up as fast as possible.

Not long ago, he had seen the "Wan Xiu Fengtian's Death Death Order" through his head.

Only by becoming stronger as soon as possible can he cross the passage between the Yongyin Realm and the Immortal Realm and go to the Master.

Only in this way can he feel relieved.

Seeing that Xiao Jingyao had not responded for a long time, Lan Yue couldn't help but ask about the Breaking Pill.

The situation was urgent when she ascended. At that time, she had time to pick up the Nine Heavens Seal Ghost Banner and Powang Pan, but she didn't expect that she had no time to take Powang Pan back into her body.

After entering the black hole, they separated in an instant.

When Xiao Jingyao raised his eyebrows slightly.

He turned around and looked not far away. Powangpan was being held in his hand with disgust on Xiaoban.

Xiao Jingyao nodded and said unconscience: "It's very good."

Lan Yue felt a little relieved when she heard this, and couldn't help but instruct, "It's soft-hearted, you should be more patient and take good care of it."

"What if I find a home for it?" Xiao Jingyao said with a chuckling.

Lan Yue:?????

"Master, the time limit is coming." Xiao Jingyao's voice suddenly became low.

When Lan Yue heard this, a strong sense of loss surged in her heart, but she nodded, "Okay."

"Master, take good care of yourself, the next time is...five days later."

Before Lan Yue could respond, the voice on the opposite side became ethereal.

A vaguely sounded like a saying: "Don't look at others again..."

When the sound completely dissipated, Lan Yue couldn't help but feel a strong reluctance in her heart, and finally she could only nod her head seriously.

At this time, my head suddenly screamed, "Wow! Lan Yue, why are you looking at me with such a sensual eyeball!"

Lan Yue: "..."

Well, the emotions have just been brewing and gone...

"What's going on? Why do I feel groggy?"

I blinked my eyes with a puzzled look on my head, and I always felt like I had missed something.

Lan Yue thought about it carefully. If she knew that Xiao Jingyao had gotten on her body, she might have to be as furious as she was.

So she said quietly, "Is that so? I see you were sober just now."

I scratched the back of my head with my little hand, and in the end I could only understand the reason and leave it alone.

Seeing this, Lan Yue smiled slightly, calmed down and began to continue reading the Earth Records.

When she saw the weapon refining business in the Immortal Palace that is famous in the Immortal World, Lan Yue was immediately attracted by the attention.

In the fairy world, cultivators who refine weapons are collectively called craftsmen. According to the skills of refining weapons, there are six levels: craftsmen, craftsmen, craftsmen, craftsmen, craftsmen, craftsmen, and craftsmen.

It is said that the magic weapon refined by the craftsman god is enough to cause the entire fairy world to go crazy.

However, these are all legendary levels. Currently, the most exquisite craftsman in the fairy world is the famous Zongheng Craftsman.

Lan Yue looked carefully and the artifact refining industry really made money.

A magic weapon forged by craftsmen can generally be sold for hundreds of medium-grade Yuan crystals on the market.

According to the ratio of one hundred medium-grade Yuan crystals to exchange for one top-grade Yuan crystal, I calculated with my fingers that it was difficult to make up the travel expenses, but it was not impossible.

Lan Yue thought about it carefully. With her current cultivation level, it would be a fantasy to go to the Yongxian Dao. For the sake of her plan, she would rather find her original master first.

Thinking of this, Lan Yue had already made up her mind.

On the other side, Wang Jin saw that Lan Yue seemed to have finished reading, so he walked up to him.

"Fellow Daoist Lan Yue, how? Have you found the answer you want?"

Lan Yue nodded gratefully. She handed the Dizhibo back politely. Thinking of her plan, she couldn't help but ask with a hurricane: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you said before that I could learn to refine weapons...

.”

When Wang Jin heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and even his breathing became a little rapid.

Suddenly, he shouted at the top of his throat: "Master! Fellow Daoist Lan Yue is willing to learn to refine weapons!"

Boom boom boom boom-

The newly built thatched hut fell down two or three again.

Wang Mu, who was still building the last thatched hut on the other side, turned dark, "I'll wipe it-"

Lan Yue felt a flash in front of her. The next moment, a face that was so enthusiastic that it was too attentive appeared in front of her.

"Fellow Daoist Lan Yue, have you changed your mind, right?"

Lan Yue nodded embarrassedly, but seeing that Wang Wuxing and Wang Jin obviously attached too much importance to their appearance, Lan Yue couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Not to mention that she has never been involved in refining weapons, she is not even a golden spirit root...

"That's right, I want to try it out, but I..."

Before Lan Yue could finish her speech, she suddenly "bang" and a half-human-high dark hammer suddenly appeared in front of Lan Yue.

It is no exaggeration to say that the moment the hammer appeared, Lan Yue felt that the land in front of him had sunk three points.

"Lan Yue, please raise it."

Wang Wujie is a casual person. When he heard that Lan Yue was willing to learn to refine weapons, his fellow Taoist stopped calling him and called him his name.

Lan Yue looked at the hammer in front of her, which was as big as a millstone, and her long eyelashes blinked slightly.

Is the hammer for refining the weapon so big?

When the gold, wood, water, fire and earth around the side saw the hammer, their eyebrows raised tacitly, and they all showed a nostalgic smile.

Before entering the sect, the head of the sect used this hammer to test them, and now they still have the same formula.

However, looking at Lan Yue with thin arms and legs in front of them, they couldn't help but feel a big question mark.

Among the five of them, Wang Huo is the best talent. He is born with divine power and simple thinking, and his understanding of refining weapons is always far beyond that of ordinary people.

But even he broke three ribs when he raised the hammer, not to mention that he was extremely embarrassed and barely able to pass the test.

"Sect Master, Fellow Daoist Lan Yue is a woman, you..."

Wang Jin was the first to jump out and speak for Lan Yue, but after he said half of the sentence, he was blocked by Wang Wuxing's eyes.

"The way to refine weapons lies in talent, comprehension, cultivation, and harmony between the times, places, and people, but not men and women."

"What? Because Lan Yue is a woman, do you think she is not good?"

After hearing this, Lan Yue felt a little shocked. He looked up at Wang Wujie and saw that the Mahayana period, which had been smiling since the meeting, only then did he look like a leader of the sect.

His expression was extremely serious, which was his unquestionable respect and piety for refining weapons.

Seeing this, Wang Jin was suddenly stunned. The next moment, a look of shame appeared on his face.

"Please don't blame me, it's the disciple who is obsessed with it."

Seeing this, Wang Wuxing looked slightly clear. He gently patted Wang Jin who bent down and admitted his mistake, but his eyes looked at Lan Yue.
Chapter completed!