The pattern on the paper that the boy took out, Zhang Fan is very familiar, it is the soul trace, which makes Zhang Fan happy, but then, his heart set off a storm, the coffin maker is collecting soul trace items? Why did he collect soul items? What does he have to do with the Spirits? A series of questions poured out in one fell swoop.

The boy looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Do you have anything with this pattern?" ”

Right now, Zhang Fan is in a hurry to need the Eight Heavenly Locks, although he may reveal some of his secrets, but he can't take care of so much, now Zhang Fan has a lot of soul traces, he is one in himself, of course, it is the ancient gate, and then there is the bronze feather man lamp, and the other is the ring given to him by the Qingyun Sect Master.

He thought slightly in his heart, he would never hand over the ancient door, so he chose the bronze feather lamp with the ring of the wind, the bronze feather lamp was damaged, and there was no secret in it, and the secret of the ring of the wind had not yet been solved, "There really is!" ”

Zhang Fan took out the broken bronze feather man lamp.

The boy saw the traces of the soul under the bronze feather lamp base, and smiled, "It's really there, it's great." ”

Zhang Fan took the opportunity to ask: "Xiaoyou, what is this pattern?" ”

"Soul ......" the boy spit out a word and quickly shut up, "I don't know very well, what the fairy lord asked me to do, I will do it, this worry is okay." ”

Seeing that he was so cautious, Zhang Fan didn't dare to ask again.

"It turns out that there is also a ...... on the bronze feather lamp," the boy muttered to himself, "Oh yes, what did you just say you want to refine?" ”

"Heavenly locks, eight heavenly locks!"

The boy said, "Yes, bring your waste sword." ”

The boy swore an oath, and it sounded like a trivial matter to him.

Zhang Fan hurriedly returned to Fufeng, knocked on Meng Mengda's door, and heard that it could be refined, although Meng Mengda was reluctant to break the sword, he still came to the hut with Zhang Fan.

The boy took the broken sword and knocked it, listened to the knocking sound to judge the texture of the material, and then carefully looked at the talisman on it, "This is one of the hundred swords of the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword, originally this sword was not like this, I have already let my family immortal master cultivate it once, but I didn't expect it to be even worse now, and it has to be directly melted into the furnace." ”

The boy happily peeled off the runes on the heavenly sword one by one, Meng Mengda looked at it very carefully, this is a rare opportunity for her, a small sword body, the runes peeled off by the boy turned out to be as many as 100 catties, it should be a very precious material, after getting the runes down, the second part will disassemble the materials in the heavenly sword.

This step is even more difficult, it contains the power of the Heavenly Dao, the boy took the two of them into the depths of the mountain, in the depths of a mountain there is a huge moss green ancient tripod connected to the mountain, which is overgrown with weeds, and the age should be very old.

"It's easy to destroy the Heavenly Sword, but it's difficult to melt the Heavenly Sword, you can't destroy the Heavenly Dao Heavenly Power injected into the Heavenly Sword, if it's slightly damaged, it won't reach the level of the Heavenly Lock......"

As soon as the boy said this, Zhang Fan became a little nervous, he was worried that the boy would miss, and Zhang Fan wondered if this was the first time that the boy had dismantled the Heavenly Sword.

Seriously, if the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword was all used as a white mouse, Zhang Fan would rather let Meng Mengda come, and Zhang Fan was still very confident in Meng Mengda's refining level.

"Let's get started!"

The boy spit out the words lightly in his mouth, and pointed a little finger, it was the technique of the earth's lungs to ignite the fire, and the earth's veins within a radius of hundreds of miles were surging, and the earth was rolling, converging towards the bottom of this giant ding, and giving birth to a raging fire.

Zhang Fan immediately had nothing to say, what an awesome.

According to legend, the first generation of the Heavenly Emperor of the Exposition Sect was the boy of the Sect Master, and he really can't be underestimated.

Gu Ding was on fire, wisps of green smoke began to rise inside, and the boy looked at his nose and heart with serious eyes, as if he was feeling the fire, and the fire of the refining weapon was of course quite important.

"Molten Sword!"

After that, the boy sacrificed the Shengtian Burial Soul Sword that was broken in two, and connected the Heavenly Sword that was broken in two with Lei Qing, hung it in the middle of the Gu Ding, and controlled it to rotate slowly.

This should be a very laborious process, it didn't take long for the boy to sweat on his face to come out, but those big clear eyes were unusually focused, Zhang Fan was secretly ashamed, and he was still despising him just now.

This time the sword melted for a long time, Zhang Fan didn't know how to refine the weapon, he only saw the boy constantly pointing at the end of the sword, and occasionally shot a few rays of light sprayed on the broken sword, I don't know why, Meng Mengda looked at it very seriously, not into deep thought.

Two days later, when I looked at Gu Ding again, the Heavenly Sword was gone, and the Gu Ding was full of red-hot molten slurry, and the heat was spreading, and the land was all red.

Zhang Fan couldn't understand it anyway, and it was uncomfortable over there, so he left the mountain peak and found a comfortable place to sleep.

On the seventh day, a thunderclap in the sky woke Zhang Fan up.

He got up from the ground, and saw that the whole sky was overcast, and from time to time there was lightning shining inside, and a terrible thunder was brewing, boom, boom...... Straight down.

"Triggering the vision of heaven and earth, it seems that the heavenly lock will come out ......"

The entire Coffin Mountain was abused by thunder and lightning, and more ground fires were aroused, and there was a rumbling sound.

It's really a sea crack!

For all the demon beasts in the mountains, it was really a disaster.

"That's ......"

I saw that in the clouds of the sky, eight chains were derived, and on the chains were thunderbolts, extremely thick, and they flashed down like dragons along the chains, boom, boom......

"The sky lock is done?"

Zhang Fan jumped up excitedly, and immediately rushed to the top of the mountain, and the boy and Meng Mengda were also looking up at the sky, "Is it done?" ”

The boy's face was solemn: "I have to wait a little longer, whether I can survive this curse is the key." ”

Heaven-level treasures are not tolerated by heaven and earth, they will be punished by heaven, and if they are boiled down, they are the real heaven-level, and if they can't survive, then they will become a pile of waste.

"It shouldn't be much of a problem!" The boy was full of confidence.

The boy did not fool Zhang Fan, he said that the seven officials in front of the prime minister, as the boy who made the coffin, of course, is also extraordinary, in fact, the boy is sometimes closer than the disciple, the clouds in the sky are gradually dissipating, and the light of the talisman on the sky lock slowly disappears into it.

"Alright, alright......"

Zhang Fan got the eight heavenly locks, and he was excited, "Great! ”

"Thank you so much!"

The boy said solemnly: "If you need to refine anything in the future, just come to me, the rule of the fairy lord is that as long as you have something with that pattern, everything can be discussed." ”

Zhang Fan noticed that the boy's eyes were a little hooked, and it was estimated that the boy felt that Zhang Fan might have something similar, which was also human nature.

"May I ask, what is the purpose of the coffin maker's collection of things with this pattern?"

The boy shook his head: "How dare I ask about the fairy master." ”

The boy is also a personal essence, Zhang Fan secretly regrets that he is too concerned about this matter, which may arouse the vigilance of the boy, which may bring unexpected trouble to himself.

"Since the lock of heaven has been completed, and there is still an urgent matter on my side, then we will leave first."

The two of them came out for more than ten days this time, and Zhang Fan was worried about the situation on the side of Yinnufeng, so he and Mengmengda hurried back, hoping that nothing would happen.

There was no temporary delay on the way back this time, and from a distance, I saw the Taiwei Eight Lock Array in the mountains falling from the sky, and everything in the Yinnu Sect was the same, and it seemed that nothing seemed to have happened.

Zhang Fan appeared in front of the battle, his eyes fell on Qingtian's body, at this time he was closing his eyes, and the external injuries on his body were already intact, it seemed that the injuries were already healed, feeling Zhang Fan's arrival, he opened his eyes, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Are you restless and come to see it to be at ease?" ”

Zhang Fan said: "It seems that your injuries are almost healed." ”

"In a day or two, in the big array, the recovery will be much slower than outside."

Qingtian said: "However, if I want to force myself out, this broken formation can no longer stop me, but I am waiting for ......"

"What are you waiting for?"

Qingtian laughed: "Of course I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to come, you haven't shown up in the past few days, you should find a way to go, I'm going to crush your dreams in front of you......"