Songxue Mountain and Chenmu Mountain are not far apart, only a thousand miles away, and can be reached in a flash.

Lu Chen deliberately slowed down his pace, walked down Songxue Mountain, and hiked to Chenmuxian Mountain. After a whole number of days, he arrived at Chenmu's feet.

Songxue Mountain has snow all year round, and it looks at Xueyangcheng from afar. Chenmu Xianshan, which is not far away, is a fairyland valley with spring.

The Tianshan Mountains are beautiful, with steep mountains everywhere, and countless strange flowers and plants blooming all over the mountains. From a distance, the most are the giant trees that need five or six people to embrace each other.

This is the characteristic of Chen Muxianshan.

Chen Mu Immortal Lord, the wind and jade ripe, the great life technique, and the cultivation of refining troops and making weapons is even better than the leader in the fairy world. The species of spiritual wood are unknown. With Lu Chen's current shabbyness, all of them are supreme treasures.

However, Lu Chen ignored the situation along the way. He was only concerned about the safety of the Four Disasters and the dangers of Tianzhen Mountain, and he had no intention of visiting the garden to appreciate the trees.

Feng Baili had been waiting there long ago at the foot of the mountain, and was walking back and forth in front of the mountain gate. The disciples on both sides couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Seeing Lu Chen's figure appearing slowly in the mist, Feng Baili looked happy and hurriedly met him.

"Brother, you are finally here. Master is waiting on the mountain now. Come with me."

Lu Chen's face remained unchanged, and he didn't reply, nodded gently.

Feng Baili led Lu Chen into the mountain gate, and his respectful look shocked the two disciples. It was not until their figures disappeared from the mountain gate that they looked at each other.

"I said, who is this person? Young Master Feng went down the mountain to greet him?"

"I don't know, maybe some amazing person is it? I heard that this morning, Lord Immortal re-ordered the disciples of the mountain guarding were re-ordered, and it must have been to welcome this person."

"Tsk tsk, it's amazing. It's the first time in many years that I have seen Lord Immortal Lord and Master Feng attach so much importance to visitors."

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"Brother, Master is waiting in the back mountain weapon room, let's go and have a look."

Walking up Chenmushan from the winding mountain road, the wonder of the woods in the forest made Lu Chen's mood slightly better. There were many monks and loggers passing through the mountains. Lu Chen discovered a characteristic that the monks here did not dare to uproot the strange tree by the roots, but picked up some branches and refining weapons. The method used was the carving technique.

Each of them held a knife in their hands, pondering it over and over again, discussing the magic of immortals in groups of three or five, surprisingly quiet, as if it were paradise, without the disputes of blood and fire in the fairy world.

There were very few people on the mountain, and the monks on both sides did not focus too much on Lu Chen, a natural person who came here. The explanation given by Feng Baili to such a peaceful Chen Mushan made Lu Chen relax.

"This morning, Master entered the pass to refine weapons. He ordered people not to disturb them and spread the disciples to the peak. My brother is really lucky. The less people you see, the better." Feng Baili said happily.

"Is it just luck?" Lu Chen was more concerned. He could hear the extraordinary ones at once. It was not so coincidental that he would send his disciples out when he came. It was not certain that Immortal Chen Mu already knew his identity.

Feng Baili was afraid that Lu Chen's identity would be exposed, so he mentioned his friend Leng Han in front of Feng Zhuyu, but did not tell Lu Chen's true identity. However, who is Chen Mu Immortal Lord? Lu Chen doesn't believe that Feng Baili's trick can hide from the Immortal Lord's eyes.

But this is also good. Through Feng Zhuyu's behavior, Lu Chen could see that he was deliberately helping to hide his identity and did not want too many people to see him. Therefore, Lu Chen was not as worried as before going up the mountain.

Front hall, middle courtyard, courtyard corridor, water bridge, ancient building...

Along the way, Chen Mushan showed a simple fairyland in front of Lu Chen. It was not until the back hall was filled with an ancient tree forest and a strange peak and cave came into Lu Chen's eyes that he felt a strange aura that did not match the scenery of Chen Muxian Mountain.

"Use room!"

As you step into the dirt road, a huge stone door in front of you opens outwards. A long way away, you can hear the sound of tinging and knocking on the iron tool. The sound is very unique and very rhythmic, sometimes rapid and sometimes despicable. Even if you hear this sound, Lu Chen knew that the person who was refining the weapon inside was definitely a master of weapon art.

"Brother, come in with me." Feng Baili arrived outside the stone gate, his eyes flashed with respect.

Lu Chen nodded and had to be careful.

Walking into the instrument room, inside the open door, there was a half-body old man wielding a man like rain, holding a hammer in his hand and knocking on the anvil. The old man had a sword, a magic sword. It was seven feet long, with a wide edge and thin blade. The sword body extended from the sword pool to the tip of the sword. It had a blue-black pattern soaring upwards, with the same sides on both sides. It looked like a certain formation.

The old man stood behind him, all of whom were strong and mighty, with rough eyebrows and wide and round faces. The three of them looked at the old man with a focused expression, showing a thoughtful expression from time to time, and then they realized something and suddenly realized.

Feng Baili made a booing gesture. Lu Chen certainly understood that the artifact craftsman was most afraid of others disturbing him when refining weapons. He also knew that the old man was Chen Mu, the famous immortal master in the fairy world. He didn't speak, and nodded slightly and walked to the front, standing with the three big men.

The three great men obviously just discovered the appearance of Lu Chen and Feng Baili. Perhaps the three of them didn't know that outsiders would come before, and immediately showed confusion and displeasure. However, the Immortal Lord refining weapons, and the three of them did not have an attack, but glared at Feng Baili with a full of blame.

Lu Chen has always focused on Fengzhu jade refining, and his soul was released slowly, and softly enveloped the magic weapon and Fengzhu jade.

This way of watching the refining weapon is not rude. Instead, it is a learning attitude. After all, Feng Zhuyu opened the door to greet him and did not stop Lu Chen from coming in, so no one else could say anything.

What shocked Lu Chen was that the magic sword seemed ordinary, but its soul was very powerful. There was a vague aura that rushed straight from the sword, making Lu Chen's murderous aura involuntarily surge into his heart. Without guessing it, it was an extraordinary treasure blade with a grade of at least above the king.

Lu Chen has been practicing in seclusion for thousands of years, and his natal fire element Black Evil Heart Fire has reached the seventh level, and his cultivation of refining weapons has also improved. In the past, he could refine the middle-level magic weapon, but now it is not a problem for the high-level magic weapon at the best. If he works hard, he might be able to refine the king-level magic weapon. Therefore, he could see the essence of the magic sword at a glance.

The magic weapon has been formed and integrated. It is obviously time to end the forging. Next should be quenching, and then sealing the spirit and injecting evil spirits.

Of course, it is impossible for Fengzhuyu to inflict evil in this way, so Lu Chen naturally skipped the last step.

The key is Feng Ling!

Lu Chen felt a little calm and was completely attracted by the free hammer method of Feng Zhuyu. It can be seen that Feng Zhuyu's hammer method was developed from several hammer methods after comprehending the principles of heaven and earth. Although it is not as exquisite as hundreds of refining and thousands of hammers, it is also one of the few hammer methods.

The fire in the instrument chamber was constantly evaporating, and the fire element of heaven and earth turned into fire balls and surrounded the wind jade.

After the last hammer fell, layers of fire ripples echoed in the instrument chamber. Feng Zhuyu suddenly spewed out a mouthful of cold mist, turning into a cold airflow to wrap the magic sword, and instantly completing the quenching.

"So fast." Lu Chen admired Feng Zhuyu, who is worthy of being a world-famous immortal craftsman in the fairy world, used for this hand to quench the water element just right. The place covered by the cold fog comes according to the temperature of the magic weapon, just cools down but will not damage the essence and soul of the magic weapon.

"Buzz!" The magic sword magic weapon trembled sharply, as if thanking the master for his grace. A black light soared into the sky, and the entire instrument chamber was immediately covered with a thick black fog.

The last step is to seal the spirit!

A flash of light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes, and his pupils reflected not the complex immortal arts, but a terrifying and suffocating knife.

"Anti-Immortal Artifact?"

Lu Chen was deeply shocked. This knife was as thin as wings, transparent and moist as it was transparent and moist, and the handleless single blade made people feel chilled just by looking at it. It was obvious that it was the most domineering treasure blade and the anti-Immortal weapon in the fairy world.

"Caring a knife? What is he going to do?"

Using the anti-Immortal Artifact to carve the knife, which shows that Feng Zhuyu wants to use the rejuvenation of the vitality of the Demon Sword to increase the grade level, but the Wang-grade immortal treasure can't resist the sharpness of the anti-Immortal Artifact.

Just as Lu Chen was puzzled, Feng Zhuyu's hand started to move like a butterfly dance. After a few rays of cold light, the magic sword broke in response to the sound.

"well!"

The three great men sighed in disappointment at the same time, with a faint sense of astonishment in their tone. It was unexpected that Fengzhu jade refining failed. At the same time, the loss of a royal treasure also made them feel regretful.

At this time, Feng Zhuyu murmured to himself: "Hey, it failed, alas, it's useless, let's throw it away."

"No." Lu Chen was startled and subconsciously stopped him: After all, it was a king-grade treasure. It was probably a king-grade mid-grade if it was successfully refined. Even if it was lost, the soul of the weapon remained in the magic weapon. It was continued by using the method of inlaid stone talismans. Even if the magic weapon cannot regain its glory, it would be fine to reach the top-grade mid-grade level. Isn't it a pity to just throw it away like this?

However, when Lu Chen shouted, he knew that he had been in Feng Zhuyu's words. A trace of pride of divine light flashed in the old man's eyes, which Lu Chen clearly captured.

"Damn, old guy, try me." Lu Chen cursed in his heart.

Others were puzzled by the idea, and the three big men turned their heads to look at Lu Chen, with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Feng Zhuyu smiled and turned her head to look, pretending to say, "Oh, this little friend is the little disciple's friend."

Lu Chen cursed the old fox inwardly, but his face was respectful: "My younger brother Leng Han has seen the Immortal Lord."

"Haha, you need to be polite. Since you are a friend of the little disciple, then just call Feng Lao." Feng Zhuyu said with a friendly smile.

"Old Feng."

"Yeah." Feng Zhuyu asked with a light huh, "You guy just stopped me, for some reason?" Feng Zhuyu blinked with a smile on his face.

Lu Chen was so angry that he was hit by Feng Zhuyu's annihilation plan. Lu Chen was very angry. He wanted to say that the magic weapon could be continued, but when he saw that the old guy was touching his bottom, he didn't want to say it anymore. But he still wanted to ask others, and the other party obviously wanted to try him. If he didn't give face, he wouldn't have to make this big man angry. He wanted to go to Tian (8) Formation Mountain to be soaked.

There was no choice but Lu Chen could only bear it and said, "Old Feng, it's a pity to throw such an immortal treasure, so why not give it to the younger generation."

Lu Chen thought: Aren't you trying me? Well, I'll lend you your hand and ask for things over. You said it's useless and you won't be stingy.

"Immortal Treasure?" Feng Zhuyu said in confusion: "My friend, if this treasure has failed, it will not take long to dissipate the soul of the weapon. If it is useless, does it have the ability to restore it?"

"Ahem!" Lu Chen coughed twice, making it even more certain that the old boy knew his identity, and immediately said: "As far as I know, it may not be impossible to repair the failure of the refining of the immortal treasure."
Chapter completed!