"I've seen the Holy Son!"

"Holy Son!"

Now the people in the Zhengtian Sect, even if they don't know Venerable Sanyao, they must recognize Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu's fame, after so many years, has been deeply rooted.

Especially what has happened in the rivers and lakes recently, it has made his prestige skyrocket.

When he returned to his residence, Ling Jiekong heard the wind.

"My subordinates have seen the Holy Son!"

Ling Juekong bowed and said in a deep voice.

Fang Xiu said: "Excuse me, how did you do the things that this seat explained?"

"The things requested by the Holy Son have all been prepared by the subordinates more than half a month ago, and the broken iron was only collected about three catties originally, but later the subordinates collected an additional five catties.

My subordinates have brought all these things, and the Holy Son can check them at any time!"

Ling Juekong straightened up and said with a calm face.

The difficulty of collecting Broken Gang Essence Iron is actually not small at all, and he can collect eight catties of Broken Gang Essence Iron, which is already all his ability.

"Good!"

Fang Xiu nodded with satisfaction.

The degree of completion of the mission was better than he expected.

Eight catties of crushed refined iron, that is the amount of dozens of rainstorm pear flower needles, which is enough to do a lot of things.

Then, Fang Xiu changed his words and said again: "This time, pass on the order of this seat, collect as many heaven and earth treasures as possible, as long as they can help the grandmaster's qi and blood, collect them all." ”

At the end, he added: "On the premise of not damaging the foundation, collect as much as you can!"

Ling Jiekong was stunned for a moment, then solemnly clenched his fists and said, "Subordinates obey orders!"

......

After Ling Juekong left, he left everything Fang Xiu wanted.

In addition to such things as broken iron, there are also many precious materials, all of which are placed in a box.

Any one of these things is worth a lot of money.

After all, these things are one of the materials used to make the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, and the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle can be called the king of hidden weapons, which is naturally not a simple thing.

Fang Xiu picked up a silver-white thing like a stone, and felt a cold sensation when he started it, as if there was liquid flowing in it.

"This is the Broken Iron!"

He has only heard of the broken iron, but he has not really seen the real thing.

However, according to the description of the broken iron in the public testament, he can be sure that what he has in his hand is what he is looking for.

In today's world, things that can break the innate Gang Qi by themselves, and the Broken Gang Essence Iron must be among the top three.

"However, this is only the most primitive crushed iron, and there are still some steps that need to be done before it can be melted and used to the point required by the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle. ”

Fang Xiu's eyes flickered.

Broken Gang Essence Iron can break the Gang Qi, and its hardness is also extraordinary, and it is not easy to melt Broken Gang Essence Iron by idle means.

Only at a high enough temperature can the crushed iron be melted.

Otherwise, if such a piece of broken iron is given to him, he will not be able to practice the rainstorm pear flower needle at all.

The Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle is a hidden weapon that can threaten a martial arts master, even a top martial arts master, and it can also pose a big threat.

Next, he is going to the Wild Goose Palace, and he will definitely encounter other grandmaster opponents, and even some top grandmasters suppressed by true immortals.

Therefore, after learning about the affairs of the Wild Goose Palace, he became more urgent about the refining of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle.

......

In the middle of a temple, there is a huge copper furnace, and there seems to be a flame boiling inside, reflecting the entire hall with a red color, making the temperature inside extremely high.

An old man with dark red hair and eyebrows, and a little deeper skin on his body than ordinary people, looked at Fang Xiu and said, "The Holy Son is here, I don't know what is going on?"

"This seat came this time to hope that Elder Yan would help me smelt something. ”

"Oh, Holy Son, but it's okay to speak!"

Yan Jihua showed a look of confusion on his face.

As one of the twenty-eight houses, he has had some intersections with Fang Xiu, but he has only had a few encounters in the past ten years.

The rest of the time, he spends more time here and rarely goes out.

And Fang Xiu had never been here before, and this abrupt visit naturally aroused his curiosity.

"This time, I hope to use Elder Yan's hand to completely melt this shattered fine iron!"

"Broken Iron!?"

Looking at the silver-white object in Fang Xiu's hand, Yan Jihua was also stunned for a moment, and then instantly understood.

To smelt the crushed iron, it is not an ordinary person who can do it.

If such things are smelted, in addition to the necessary high temperatures, there are also quite high requirements for others.

In the entire Zhengtian Sect, regardless of the three deities, Yan Jihua was sure that no one other than him could achieve the point of smelting the shattered iron.

"I don't know what kind of weapon the Holy Son is going to forge, but if it is only the size of this piece of broken fine iron, I am afraid it can only be a weapon such as a dagger or even a short sword. ”

Yan Jihua looked at the shattered iron in front of him, and then looked away and said.

Fang Xiu shook his head and said, "This seat doesn't want this, it only needs Elder Yan to melt the broken iron and make it into a silver needle that is usually one inch long." ”

"An inch long silver needle?"

Yan Jihua was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but say, "The Holy Son is planning to practice to some kind of secret weapon!"

After saying that, he also realized his gaffe and stopped mentioning it.

Instead, he took the broken iron in Fang Xiu's hand before he said again: "I don't know how long it will take the Holy Son to get it, can you give the old man an accurate time?"

"Judging from Elder Yan's experience, how much time will it take to smelt such a piece of broken iron?"

"It can be melted in five days, but it will take two days to cast it into the size of a silver needle, and it will be completed in about seven days, and such a piece of broken iron can make about 200 to 300 silver needles. ”

Yan Jihua weighed the crushed refined iron, and then gave an answer.

"Good!"

Fang Xiu nodded and said, "There are nine pieces of such broken iron here, Elder Yan should be able to complete them all in three months, right?"

"No problem!"

"In this case, please leave it to the elders!"

Fang Xiu showed a hint of a smile, very satisfied with Yan Jihua's reply.

As long as the crushed iron is smelted into silver needles, even if the steps of the rainstorm pear flower needle are completed, even if one-third of the steps are completed, as for the remaining two-thirds, he can complete them all by relying on the methods in the public testament.

As for the secret weapon of this rainstorm pear flower needle, he has no plans to reveal it.

Therefore, he didn't say too much to Yan Jihua.