Lu Chen smiled, neither sad nor happy, and looked slightly tilted his eyes, and opened the bustling crowd in his sight. Seeing a few familiar figures shouting the most heroic, the smile on his face became more and more gratified.

"They are here too, cheering me up." He murmured, his pupils constantly magnified the figures of Long Zhen, Zhu Tongyu and Bai Hao. Behind him, there was a shadow of a beautiful young woman who was not clear in his memory, but in his heart, he gave himself the warmth and warmth.

When Long Zhen and others saw Lu Chen's gaze, they deliberately pointed to the delicate figure, not like a middle-aged woman at all. The soft hair exuded a shiny luster. The eyes that made Lu Chen feel that the family affection was even more like a maternal love, and the glory of maternal love penetrated Lu Chen's heart.

Fairy Panyun.

Lu Chen silently recalled in his mind the two words that Mr. Jing once told him that his mother's name was a wave of excitement in his heart.

"Late stage of the tribulation." Lu Chen pursed his lips and then took back the warm current of vicissitudes that seemed familiar but could not be explained to the deeper part of his heart.

Staring at the immortal branches in his hand, Lu Chen sealed the six consciousnesses in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, not hearing everything, and looking down on everything, as if he was sinking into the art of the art of the art, without sorrow or joy, without desire or demand.

"One day, it's too late to repurify it. It's better to just take the immortal branches and turn the materials into treasures."

Lu Chen had a long plan and said something he would never give up. The conference reached this point. Lu Chen could not surpass Huang Hanchong and refined the immortal weapon faster than him. There was not enough time to purify and re-fusion and transform into a body in one day. Instead of this, Lu Chen focused on the immortal branch.

The immortal branches of Wanchun Changqing Tree cannot even be cut into pieces. Obviously, their texture is not weaker than that of immortal weapons and treasures. However, the impurities in them are indispensable parts of wood. If these few impurities are removed, the immortal branches may be turned into treasures.

This is Lu Chen’s original intention...

However, it is so simple that I will definitely not refine the immortal weapon. After all, smelting and fusion require three processes: forging, quenching, and demon sealing. However, the immortal branch itself does not add any useful mineral pure elemental power, so it must be replaced by other things, and this kind of thing is the evil energy in the weapon that can show the power of magic weapons.

Coincidentally, Lu Chen has this ability, but without going through three major steps, it is not considered refining weapons. Lu Chen is here to care about it.

"The main purpose of refining weapons is to refine powerful magic weapons. Do you have to go through three processes: solidification, quenching, and demon sealing? If you do not engrave demons, can you become a weapon by simply using the essential characteristics of the treasure?..."

Lu Chen asked himself many questions, like a boy who carefully studied the art of refining tools, was silent in the long river of the art of art, taking a different approach and setting a precedent.

"We must find another way, otherwise we will not be able to become a weapon."

Lu Chen's evil eyes were revealed, and he observed quietly: the essence of any ore and material is constantly flowing, without a fixed state, just like this immortal branch, the power of the pure element and impurities are constantly changing. If the impurities are forced to one end with evil fire, cut them away with the Three Demons' Nether Rings, and repeat the process constantly. When the impurities are completely removed, the immortal branch will not be the immortal branch. Once the waste is gone, the treasure will appear.

With a certain look, Lu Chen's wonderful thoughts formed a testable solution. Without thinking, Lu Chen moved when the shouting reached an unprecedented height.

First, a ball of evil fire wrapped the immortal branch. This time, Lu Chen carefully controlled the concentration of evil fire, and could not destroy the pure element of the immortal branch, and also used the energy of the black evil heart fire to force all the impurities to the other end. This was simple at first, with impurities to be forced to one end, and there was no problem with the three demons and dark rings to cut out a tip. But the difficulty lies in the control of evil fire, that is, the ability to control fire, cannot be strong or weak, and it is necessary to maintain the range that the immortal branch can bear, and it is hard and illusory.

While rushing with impurities, Lu Chen was a little grateful to Tongtian Pavilion for setting up the previous three assessment questions to temper himself. This is also a test of controlling fire, and it is the most difficult one. In addition to being careful, Lu Chen also enjoys it.

At the same time, more difficult places appear. While the flames rush into impurities, it will cause a certain loss of the pure elemental power in the immortal branches, causing the generation of impurities. After that, even if the arrows, arrow shafts, and arrow feathers are cut out, they also need to be modified. To make it clear, if you want to refine the most original immortal weapon, control fire and shape cultivation, you must do it at the same time. In this way, you must remove impurities over and over again, and ensure the perfection of the form, which is much more difficult than normal refining.

When refining a normal weapon, you should first remove all the impurities and then condense them into a perfect form, so that they can be stable once they are fixed.

However, when cultivating an immortal treasure, one must not only consider the loss of the pure element power, but also consider how many impurities will be generated and how many impurities will be generated for each knife. It is extremely difficult to slowly form the magic weapon step by step.

Even if it is difficult, you have to do it... Lu Chen thought so.

He did not discover that this method of refining is the branch of one vein of refining the weapon. Just like carving, all the immortal tools are only one kind of material. They carve the required form on the supreme treasure itself, remove impurities, and achieve the purpose of becoming a treasure. This method is usually unknown, and only recorded in a few classics. It is usually called the "Huntian Spirit Treasure" and is the ultimate magic weapon refined by monks in the lower realm. It is far superior to the lower-grade immortal tools and second only to the middle-grade immortal tools.

I saw Lu Chen flying around like a flying flower, like a butterfly flower, and the magpie danced. The change of fingering was sinking into the state of selflessness, waving a wonderful melody. At this moment, Lu Chen was like a carving craftsman, concentrating on carving a work of art. The realm of mind and mind made a thin layer of glow appear on the surface of his body and the saint's light. At that moment, the monks around the square were fascinated by the sight. In his intoxicated eyes, there seemed to be a beautiful lady with her extraordinary dance skills to win their confused and intoxicated eyes.

"Huantian"

The noisy shouts seemed to be submerged in the quiet river by the tide raised by the flying ring dance. The fire in the square disappeared invisible in everyone's eyes. The monks only had the style of a master in their eyes. The dazzling ring light brought by the rhythm of their fingertips, and the flying wood chips were like plum blossoms dancing with the gentle breeze that gradually became quiet.

Flexible, graceful, natural...

beautiful……

It is unparalleled in beauty. Lu Chen's rifle has no rules. He completely wanders on the slowly transformed arrow shaft as the immortal branches change...

At the end of the carving, a perfect arrow that was once a rough wood strip like firewood was wrapped with a light texture, green and black light. Only then did people feel that the rising fire had never weakened, and it always disappeared little by little with the wood chips flying out of the arrows, which originally belonged to the immortal branches.

Time flowed into the last moment. The sun in the afternoon moved down the west mountain, and the silver moon rose to the sky surrounded by stars. There was less than a stick of incense. It was the seven-day time limit. Everyone was intoxicated when suddenly the disregarded Huang Han in the center of the square roared to the sky and roared a long roar to welcome [520    ] As the water-like moonlight jumped up from the blue brick floor. In his palm, half-bent strange flying sword exuded a powerful aura.

After being interrupted by the roar, everyone looked at Huang Hanchong, and the faces of the Huang family monks burst out with surprise. Huang Hanchong held a curved sword in his hand and rushed like a high place, his wrists flipped, and tens of silver moon swords were dancing out. The surrounding mountains were suddenly slashed by the chaotic sword shadows. This had not yet used Huang Hanchong's third level of strength, and it seemed that he was entirely based on the power of the immortal weapon.

"The immortal weapon, the young master of Dharma has succeeded."

"Yeah, it's not bad." Huang Que Ling Laohuai nodded comfortably, his eyes full of praise.

Zhou Yun also walked to Huang Quling at the right time and slapped wildly: "Congratulations to the Dharma Ancestor, the Young Master, finally refining the immortal weapon." He congratulated first, and then Zhou Yun curled his lips and looked at Lu Chen who was still cutting the immortal branches, and said contemptuously and disdainfully: "Lu Chen, this kid, is arrogant and thinks that he can carve the immortal weapon by taking a broken wood that he didn't know where to find. He really doesn't know how to achieve his ability. Compared with the Young Master's Hua Yue, Lu Chen is definitely lost."

"Haha." Huang Quling laughed unscrupulously, without refuting Zhou Yun's words. To be honest, when Lu Chen took out the immortal branch, he didn't take a look at it at all. It was so difficult to refine immortal weapons. If one immortal weapon could be turned into an immortal weapon just by cutting it twice, the immortal weapons in the immortal realm were not flooded? From beginning to end, Huang Quling did not think that Lu Chen could get back to his disadvantages.

Huang Hanchong was extremely excited. In fact, he had never refined a fairy weapon, and he was very nervous at the conference this time. If it weren't for the fact that the true fire of his birth was stronger than Li Xiu, and Li Xiu's state of mind would have been bad, he would not even enter the finals. When Zhou Yun failed and disturbed Lu Chen at the same time, Huang Hanchong was finally relieved. It was precisely because of the disappearance of pressure that he was lucky to refine Huayue. Of course, the dozens of immortal ores in his hands were the top priority. Without the ore that had been nurtured for many years, Huang Hanchong's weapon refining skills would never be able to refine immortal weapons in the lower realm.

Huang Hanchong succeeded and became even more arrogant. He held the sword in one hand and slowly landed in front of Lu Chen not far away on the moonlight. Even his contemptuous gaze became extremely clear: "Hmph, Lu Chen, still refuse to give up? A broken piece of wood was delusional to cultivate the immortal weapon. He was stimulated, haha."

With a rampant smile, Huang Han rushed up Xiangyun and flew back to the Huang family's cloud group. Many sect leaders and bosses congratulated each other on the Huang family. The scene on the cloud group became lively for a while.

On the contrary, the square was silent, and the monks who were still fully supporting Lu Chen couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

"Oh, it's so despicable. If it weren't for Zhou Yun, Lu Chen would be the first person to refine an immortal weapon."

"Forget it, so what? They are from five sects and three tribes, and there are many masters here. Even if they are despicable, who dares to speak? Didn't you even get the benefits of Wuxingman?"

"I don't know what Tongtian Pavilion did? I can't even be fair in holding a conference. I'd better not attend next time." A retreating weapon master admired Lu Chen's weapon refining skills and was suppressed by power. This person was a little angry.

There were a lot of discussions in the square. Zhuo Canghong, a person with such a status, couldn't help but blush and his neck was thick. Seeing that time was about to come, Zhuo Canghong sighed and was about to announce the end of the game, but at this moment, he noticed that Lu Chen's expression did not change at all, just like he didn't hear it, just like he was at the beginning, and was constantly improving the immortal branches in his hand (8). At this time, the shape of the immortal branches was more perfect than what everyone had amazed before.

Just when everyone felt incredible about this, Lu Chen suddenly threw a blue light out of his right hand and threw the Three Nether Demon Ring back to the stands of the clouds. He immediately stood up from the ground and held an ancient and shiny wooden arrow in the air with his left hand.

The black light of evil eyes suddenly appeared, like two black beams of light shot straight out of the arrows, and the fire of Mitian burned up. The territory with the God of Killing slowly dissipated with Lu Chen as the center.

"The evil will be remembered, and the instrument will be formed..."
Chapter completed!