"Oh no..." Wang Yuanze panicked, and his spiritual sense was instantly disrupted.

In the last step of refining magic weapons, a large amount of vital energy must be input to stabilize the formation. Generally, weapon refiners will set up the Yuancai formation when refining weapons to stabilize the aura. Those with high skills and boldness will crush the Yuan stone at the last moment to prevent the surrounding vital energy from rioting.

Although Wang Yuanze knew this step, he was too addicted to it and actually forgot it.

But just as his spiritual consciousness was shattered, a spiritual consciousness in the soul-devouring bead between his eyebrows fell onto the flying sword, guiding the vitality to instantly portray the last rune.

As the formation was completely closed, a trace of light suddenly appeared on the small wooden sword. Three formations and seven or eight runes appeared on the surface of the wooden sword, and began to crazily absorb the energy gathered in the air.

"Hu~~" Wang Yuanze breathed a long sigh and couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Although the spiritual consciousness that suddenly appeared on Wang Yuanze was very weak, and it appeared and disappeared quickly, and only half a breath was spent, it was keenly aware of a powerful spiritual consciousness lurking in the room.

In the quiet cave hundreds of miles away, the middle-aged man exclaimed and fell to the ground with a fight. However, when he released his spiritual sense again, he searched back and forth in Wang Yuanze's room carefully, he could no longer feel the slightest breath.

"What happened?" An old voice appeared again.

"No... it's okay... I suddenly felt a little restless just now!" The middle-aged man shook his head quickly.

"You have passed the spiritual period, so how can you feel uneasy? Forget it, don't stay in the cave every day to practice hard. You will take care of this alchemy conference!" The old man's faint voice sounded.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man stood up with a wry smile.

The spiritual consciousness that suddenly appeared on Wang Yuanze just now was very sudden, but he didn't know if it was his own illusion or something, but he always felt a very familiar feeling.

But it was unlikely to think about it, so I didn't say it.

"Thank you for your actions, or this magic weapon will be ruined!"

In the room in the Taoist temple, Wang Yuanze had a green flying sword in his hand, about one foot long, and emitted a faint wave of vitality throughout his body. He communicated slightly with his spiritual sense. As the formation inside was activated, the flying sword suddenly grew to more than one meter long and slowly floated.

"Hahahaha, it's finally successful!" Wang Yuanze jumped up excitedly.

"The ghost laughed in the middle of the night. I have never seen such a garbage magic weapon!" Wuyazi's sneering voice sounded in his mind.

"Hehe!" Wang Yuanze didn't care. He laughed dryly and retracted his spiritual sense. The flying sword returned to its original state and fell from the air. He was grabbed by Wang Yuanze.

Wuyazi is a celestial immortal. All he has seen are magic weapons that destroy the world. Naturally, he doesn’t like this first-level magic weapon. But for Wang Yuanze, this is the first real magic weapon in his immortal life, and it is a flying sword. The most important thing is that it was made by himself, which is of great significance.

After the magic weapon was refined, Wang Yuanze was also completely sleepy. He walked out of the room with a flying sword, pinched the magic tricks and started practicing in the yard. The light emitted by the sword and the sound of slashing flowers, plants and trees and slashing, awakened Su Xiaolian and Fan Tong next door.

"Sect Master, your flying sword has been refined successfully!" Looking at the flying sword flying back and forth in the air, Su Xiaolian was inexplicably surprised, with little stars all over her eyes.

"Go, a first-level flying sword, so ugly, I don't want it even if I give it to me!" Fan Tong yawned and went back to sleep.

Wang Yuanze:...

...

On the last day before the Dan Dividing Conference, Wang Yuanze took Fan Tong to the trading conference early in the morning.

After successfully refining a flying sword, he suddenly became very interested in refining weapons and decided to go to the market to collect a few first-level spiritual materials to practice.

Although the more magic weapons, the better, there must be a few things to be with you. Just like Liu Chenfeng and Lu Yun and others, although they are casual cultivators, they seem to have miserable life on weekdays, but in fact, after accumulating over the past few decades, there are still many good things on their bodies, and there are several magic weapons for various offensive and defensive assistance.

An immortal with few magic weapons and a fairy called "Don't Be a God".

Although this flying sword is very frustrating and ugly, it is also a very tall immortal treasure in the eyes of mortals.

The market on this last day was even more lively, with more stalls than yesterday. Among them, many large sects directly released palace-like magic weapons, and palace houses with various sect names hung by palaces and houses directly formed a street in the venue.

This is both a trading conference and a strength competition conference.

Some of them were not counted when they released the houses and palaces, but they also tied a powerful spiritual beast to the door. The auspicious light of the entire venue was shining and turbulent, and the vitality rushed into the sky, causing thousands of miles to circumference to shake.

"As the leading gathering in China, the Dan Conference is indeed well-known."

Although Fan Tong looked down on Wang Yuanze's flying sword, he couldn't help but sigh at the appearance of the trading conference.

Originally, the flying boat of his Fan Family Trading Company was quite generous here a few days ago, but now compared with these palace magic weapons, it is exactly like an ugly duckling.

The arrival of these large immortal sects has slowly brought the elixir division conference to a climax. They brought a large number of exquisite magic weapons, talismans and high-quality elixirs, as well as various rare materials and spirit beasts and monsters. There are even various talents recruited on site in the Immortal sect, which are bustling and lively.

Wang Yuanze just read the show of the large immortal sect briefly, and basically couldn't afford the things inside, or Wang Yuanze couldn't use them for the time being.

The trading session a few days ago was mainly composed of casual cultivators from all over the world. Occasionally, there were small sects like Liu Chenfeng, which had only one or two immortals. Many of these casual cultivators came one or two months or even half a year ago. After the Dan Dividing Conference, they still had to stay here for a long time before they slowly disperse.

The items sold by these casual cultivators are mostly entry-level materials such as Kaiyuan Realm, and they are all first-level and second-level varieties. There are very few things in the True Yuan Realm, and the price is not too expensive. For example, the Guiyuan Dan sold by Shen Yuanqiu and the second-level entry-level immortal pills are sold. Because of their special effects, the price is 5,000 yuan, which is considered to be medium-sized. The storage ring that Wang Yuanze bought yesterday will not even be displayed at all. The casual cultivators can basically not afford it. The affordable dog owners will come to buy it themselves.

But once the Dan Dividing Conference begins, with the arrival of large and medium-sized immortal sects such as the Nine Gates and Thirteen Sects, the Trade Fair truly enters the lively stage. These famous sects are both sellers and consumers, with great consumption potential. Moreover, the Dan Dividing Conference every ten years is also a procurement event for these large sects. Basically, the purchase of ten years will be completed in one go. Various elixir materials and magic weapons are purchased for millions or even tens of millions of stones.

Therefore, in the shops on this large shopping street that appeared today, a large number of second-grade and third-grade elixirs appeared, and there are also many second-grade and third-grade materials that are rare in daily life.

The third-level snow demon bat in Wang Yuanze's hand was still a rare treasure here, but today, dozens of third-level monsters appeared immediately, and there were even terrifying species with strength comparable to the Spirit Transformation Realm. The huge body was covered with holes and was placed in the street, attracting thousands of immortals to admire. The strong demonic aura emitted from the monsters made the soul of the immortal with a slightly lower cultivation tremble and chill in his heart.

Good things are naturally priced at high prices, with many items priced at tens of thousands, and many items priced at tens of thousands or even millions.

Although Fan Tong is the young master of the Fan family business and has no shortage of money, Yuan Shi is still short of money. He followed Wang Yuanze while walking and shivering, and drooling all over the street.

Compared with Fan Tong's performance, Wang Yuanze performed more calmly.

Moreover, he felt more and more that this cultivation of immortality was different from what he understood. It was not that he would stay in the deep mountains and forests all day long to meditate and practice hard to survive. Like ordinary people, it was still a world of competing, fighting, and having the strength to respect.

"Look, Senior Earth Immortal is here!"

As someone exclaimed, countless people looked up at the sky, and saw a sudden light shining in the market. In an instant, a hundred-meter-long sword energy tore through the sky. A black-bearded man wearing a purple robe and a jade crown utensil took off from the void in one step. The spiritual energy around the robe rolled, and various patterns of flowers, birds, insects, fish and cloud patterns emerged. A few young men and women appeared with him, each of them was also suave, with strong fluctuations in their bodies. At first glance, their cultivation level would not be too low.

"It's indeed a senior in the Spirit Transformation Realm!" Fan Tong drooled.

"It's Zhong Wuyan from the Iron Sword Sect!"

"It's really Zhong Zhenren!"

"I heard of the last Pill Division Conference that I got a chance in the underground palace, but I didn't expect that I became a senior in the Spirit Transformation Realm in just ten years!"

"That's divine blood. I can refine qi and turn it into a god with a drop!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the spirit-transforming immortal who appeared in the cool wind, and exclaimed and excited.

"Zhong Wuyan has seen fellow Taoists. Tomorrow, there will be a small trade fair and Taoist discussion meeting in Tiejian Pavilion. I would like to invite fellow Taoists from Daoxing to attend and say goodbye!"

Zhong Wuyan left a sentence, and with a wave of her sleeves, a group of people in the sky lost their figures in an instant.

"Telection, this is definitely a teleportation technique, only the seniors in the spiritual realm can use it!"

"It is the real free world that runs across the world, and comes and goes without a trace!"

"So arrogant, so domineering!"

"Haha, he is indeed arrogant and domineering. At least hundreds of seniors of the spiritual realm of the Nine Gates Thirteen Sects, none of them are as arrogant as him!"

"So what? Others have the capital to be arrogant!"

"Hmph, ten years ago, he was only in the True Yuan realm, a little worse than me, but just relying on a drop of divine blood..."

A sham-bearded old man beside Wang Yuanze rolled his eyes and hummed.

"Senior said this sourly, opportunities are also a kind of practice!" Fan Tong withdrew his eyes and curled his lips.

"Boy, you, a junior in the Kaiyuan realm, dare to talk to me like this?" The old man's face turned red.

"Hehe, look at your age. I respect you senior. Don't rely on your seniority. My master Yu Ding Zhenren is also in the Spirit Transformation Realm. Do you want to get angry with him?" Fan Tong sneered.

The old man became depressed when he heard this, and quickly laughed a few words and got into the crowd.
Chapter completed!