The first step in refining a magic weapon is to collect enough materials first.

"Guanzhi iron is one pound, one ounce, three ounces of small brass, two ounces of snow-bottom charcoal, one bottle of purple moth divine clay, five silver spoons, three ounces of South China Sea shell powder, two ounces of chords, and one demon pill. This is the refining material for you for free, enough to refine a first-grade third-level patterned sword. If you are lucky, you can even create a first-grade ninth-level purple patterned sword."

A tall Taoist priest from Hongluke introduced to his fellow disciples who came to collect the materials. Every time he handed over one, he would rub it on the package a few times, and seemed very reluctant to let it go.

"Cherish it well, and you know that among the Nine Daotongs, Pangshan provides the largest free material. Just a bottle of Zimo Shenmu requires a Taoist priest of the Divine Engineering Department to spend at least ten days. Be careful. As long as a little air is in the porcelain bottle, the divine mud will soon solidify, and it will be useless at that time."

A total of more than a dozen disciples were all carefully wrapped in materials. It seemed that the magic weapon had taken shape and was in its most fragile stage.

"The magic weapon you refined yourself may not be of high level, but it is definitely the most convenient." The Taoist continued to introduce that he was standing at the door of a remote high courtyard in the Old Zufengtai Courtyard, with a closed copper door behind him. From time to time, a low rumbling sound came from inside, like an elderly dragon gasping.

The Taoist priest saw an acquaintance, "Hey, Yang Qingyin, what are you here to do? You have already received the materials several years ago, and you don't have your share today."

Yang Qingyin is a disciple of Hongluke. There are rumors that she once refined a "different" magic weapon, which angered the elders and was driven to the Yidian Center. However, Hongluke and she themselves did not disclose what the magic weapon was, and no one could know.

"Hehe." Yang Qingyin pressed her hand on the table, "I want to refine better magic weapons this time. Don't give me the same materials as them. I want better ones. If I can't practice magic weapons of third grade or above, I will throw you in the stove after I come back."

The Taoist priest looked serious, as if he was about to get angry. The disciples who had received the materials did not leave, waiting to watch the fun. Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest suddenly changed his face and smiled. He took out a larger package from behind and handed it to Yang Qingyin, which caused a lot of discussion.

The Taoist priest looked at Yang Qingyin, but did not let go immediately, "What have you promised to the head?"

Yang Qingyin said reluctantly: "Refining an ordinary magic sword will never have any sudden whims."

The Taoist priest nodded, then let go of the package of materials to Yang Qingyin, and then said to the others loudly: "Don't make a mistake, she is a disciple of Hongluke, and she has paid for these materials. All the disciples are treated as one, and the free materials are only once."

The Taoist priest squeezed his eyes at Yang Qingyin, picked up the table, and returned to Hongluke from the small door.

The disciples who received the materials dispersed. Mu Xingqiu, Fangfang, and Yang Qingyin arrived at the open space behind the Forbidden Secret Tower and immediately opened the package to check their materials. The things of the first two were exactly the same, and Yang Qingyin had more materials. In addition to the five silver souls, there was also a golden soul, and the demon pill was also very unique. It was not a common scale, but a dry heart.

The heart shrank to the size of a yellow apricot. It was extremely hard. Yang Qingyin took it in her hand and threw it twice, "It's quite heavy. I don't know what kind of monster's relics it is, it's probably a five-foot monster."

After a while, Xin Youtao, Shen Hao and Xiao Qingtao also arrived. The three of them didn't like using swords and were preparing to make jade, so they had to collect materials from the Divine Engineering Department. Xiao Qingtao hurriedly spread the package on the stone table and compared it with the materials from Hongluke Department.

Zimo divine mud, silver soul, South China Sea shell powder, shavings, demon pills, etc. are all the same. The jade does not require copper, iron, and charcoal, and replace it with a piece of unsorbed jade.

Yang Qingyin curled her lips, "I told you a long time ago that there is no good jade in Pangshan Shen Engineering. You don't believe it. Look at these jades, at most, you can create first-grade and second-level magic weapons."

The three of them didn't care. They all like jade and had one common characteristic. They all have money at home. Even Chen Hao had an uncle who was willing to raise funds for him.

"Let's plan the route." Xiao Qingtao was so excited that he couldn't sit still. "No matter what, he had to go to Qishan first, which was the largest treasure market in the world. I want to buy the best materials and replace this piece of uncensored jade."

This is also the practice of most self-refining magic weapons. From Taoism, you can only obtain the most basic materials. If you want to have a powerful magic weapon, you must go to Qishan to buy better materials.

Xiao Qingtao couldn't hold his mouth shut, "The magic weapon was divided into nine grades, and each grade was divided into nine levels, with a total of ninety-nine-eighty-one levels. I heard that the master's dragon pattern sword is also a fifth grade magic weapon. It would be amazing if an ordinary Taoist priest had a second grade magic weapon. I hope..."

Everyone has hope. When several hopes meet, they become a mess. Yang Qingyin slapped the table several times, "Stop, Qishan must be gone, but you don't have to go immediately. Mu Xingqiu, Qin Lingshuang, what about your two opinions?"

The two looked at each other, and Mu Xingqiu said, "I hope I can go to Yashan first."

"What are you doing in Yashan?" Yang Qingyin immediately became alert. Shen Jiyi was a Taoist priest in Yashan.

"Yashan Sword Washing Pool can wash away the private marks on the magic weapon. I have a few items that I want to wash, maybe they can be sold in Qishan."

Chen Hao widened his eyes, "Just relying on the five golden souls that he lost to you by the Five Elements Department, are you the richest among our disciples, and you still have to sell things?"

"You don't have to worry about too much money." Mu Xingqiu said with a smile. He actually wanted to know whether Yashan Sword Washing Pool could remove the bald man's mark and let him live longer, but he could not make it clear in front of everyone, just in case someone accidentally missed his mouth. Bald man would be sad when he knew his situation.

Yang Qingyin's mind was also active, "Yes, wash magic weapons in Yashan, buy them at Qishan to sell them, and then buy better materials... Really, why didn't I expect them when I refined magic weapons last time? There are a bunch of old magic weapons in my house."

This is the advantage of the Taoist children. Prince Xin Youtao can ask his sister for a lot of gold, silver and treasures, but there is no magic weapon to resell.

The matter was decided like this. Chen Hao remembered that he had a bronze mirror left by Li Yuechi, and he also wanted to wash away the mark, but he didn't want to sell it, but decided to leave it for his own use.

The next morning, the group gathered at the peak of the instant platform and prepared to set off.

Shen Jiyi, a Taoist priest from Yashan, quickly won the favor of most people and clearly expressed that he welcomed everyone to Yashan and volunteered to act as a tour guide. He and Lan Qizhang hit it off at first sight and were all full of expectations for this trip.

Only Yang Qingyin ignored Shen Jiyi and acted like "If you dare to come over and talk, I dare to have an attack on the spot." She succeeded. Shen Jiyi said nothing except nodding to her.

How to place the bald man's head is a troublesome. In the end, Yang Qingyin found a huge gourd, which was almost half a person tall. She put the bald man inside and chiseled an eyelet for him to peek out.

The history of the gourd is quite long, and the magic power attached to it has long disappeared. Mu Xingqiu was carrying it behind him, and he seemed majestic.

The bald man was very satisfied with the new family. His only regret was that he could not keep his mirrors with him. It was not until Xiao Qingtao told him that everyone would go to Zhaoshan sooner or later, where there was a treasure of the world, the treasure of the Great Guangming Tong treasure appraisal mirror that the bald man became happy again.

There are many disciples who want to come out to refine magic weapons, and some people have the most important things, so everyone has to queue up to use the instant platform.

The nine major Daotongs have instant platforms. The teleportation distance is only a few hundred miles, and only the Hongshan instant platform can reach the world. It is the core hub connecting the nine major Daotongs. No matter where Mu Xingqiu and his friends want to go, they must first teleport to Hongshan and then teleport to their destination.

While queuing up, Lin Sa came to see him off. His internal injuries were almost healed. He was about to start practicing, so he was in a good mood and pulled Mu Xingqiu to a secluded place to remind him: "After all, magical tools are objects outside the body. No matter how high the grade is, they are not as good as hard practice. Don't waste too much energy in this area, go and go back early. Be careful when traveling outside. No matter what others say, you must first think about whether the other party is interested in your true illusion. There will be no such thing as force and robbery within the Taoist dynasty, but it is still possible to play with some small tricks..."

Mu Xingqiu nodded constantly. It was almost their turn to use the instant platform, so he hurriedly said goodbye.

Standing on the instant platform, Yang Qingyin said: "Lin Sa is so kind of caring for you. He doesn't look like a Taoist priest anymore."

After several years of getting along, Mu Xingqiu was only grateful to Lin Sa. Lan Qizhang, who was behind him, said: "Fellow Daoist Lin Sa has not been able to practice in the past few years. It is normal to rely on training new disciples. But everything is appropriate, especially the Taoist priests..."

In Lanqizhang's eyes, everything was related to practice. Just as he was nagging, the clouds around the platform began to accelerate and spread everyone away at the same time.

The uncomfortable and rapid ascension feeling ended soon. The group stood on a larger instant platform, several times the area of ​​Pangshan, and the bronze tripod standing on the four corners was also larger.

The surrounding scenery and people have undergone tremendous changes. Pangshan’s disciples have heard that Hongshan is famous for its extraordinary height. As expected, except for the clouds and mists that the four tripods swirled, the blue sky with no clouds pressed above their heads, seemed to be within reach. The air was too thin. Even Taoist priests who had practiced for a long time had to adjust their breathing several times before they could adapt.

The Lanqizhang was not affected and continued to explain the "meaningful" method. A group of strange Taoists rushed up and urged everyone to leave quickly.

The nine great Daoes are in harmony, and the attitude of the Taoist priests in Hongshan is a bit unfriendly.

Yang Qingyin was puzzled, "What is this for? I haven't been here for a few years, and Hongshan has become so stingy? But I just have to make a transfer, but I can't hold you and eat you."

A Taoist priest from Hongshan smiled and said, "Forgive me, fellow Taoists, it's not that Hongshan is inhumane. It's really a coincidence that the master of the Nine Daotong will be spread here from Wangshan and then go to Luanjing Mountain, so everyone has to give in."

This is a sufficient reason, even Yang Qingyin can't say anything.

There were already many Taoist priests standing outside the platform, with all the Taoist priests, and were discussing excitedly. They were all not concerned about the unexpected delay. Instead, they were very happy to see the nine masters. Even if it was just a glance, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for most ordinary Taoist priests.

"I have never seen the 37th generation of ancestors." Yang Qingyin also became interested. "Last time I refined magic weapons, they didn't let me go to the mountains."

The ancestors of Taoism are usually served by masters, and there is only one in each era, so it is not easy to meet him.

Dozens of Taoist priests stopped and looked at it. Soon there was a rumor that there was a reason why nine masters gathered together. The demon race rarely regrouped not long after the end of the last war, but this time the battlefield would be changed from the land of the group of demons in the north to the Luanjing Mountain in the south.

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