"Actually, the real refining tool does not require any precious materials, sometimes a piece of mortal iron can also be refined into a fine product!"

Miao Junfeng said as he ingested a piece of mortal iron in the air.

Mortal iron, the most common and lowest-grade material in refining materials, is also the most used metal by ordinary people.

The orange flame enveloped the mortal iron, and drops of molten iron began to drip and gather.

Soon, a piece of mortal iron turned into a mass of molten iron.

Miao Junfeng no longer spoke, but stared intently at the mass of molten iron. At this moment, all his essence and energy converged into his gaze, and then, following his gaze, all converged to the mass of molten iron.

The molten iron did not change from the outside, but if a strong person whose cultivation surpassed the Dao Realm stood here, he would definitely be amazed by the scene in front of him.

The molten iron, which originally had no signs of life and spiritual power fluctuations, actually showed signs of life birth at its core, and a trace of undetectable spiritual power was circling there.

"I have a thunder sword for a warrior, how can I be a scholar without an ornament? Let's make a folding fan! A folding fan that belongs only to me! ”

As soon as his mind moved, the molten iron began to take shape.

When it was completely displayed in front of everyone's eyes, Wang Qiushui and Shi Kong were puzzled.

Although folding fans are not bad, there are too few warriors who use folding fans. Except for a very small number of people who are vassal and elegant who will use folding fans to show their elegance, most warriors simply disdain it.

"This kid, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd? Even if you're angry with me, you don't need to make a fan! ”

"Miao Junfeng, Miao Junfeng, there is a way in heaven, you don't go to hell, there is no door, you break by yourself! I'm going to see how amazing you can make this fan, aren't you going to plant it this time? ”

Miao Junfeng saw the formed folding fan, and under the pursuit of beauty in his heart, he depicted it on the surface of the folding fan little by little.

He did not portray landscapes, nor did he portray people.

On the front of the folding fan, he carved only a sub, "ground"; On the back of the folding fan is a pavilion, Huangquan Pavilion.

Where the heart desires, follow its heart.

Even Miao Junfeng himself didn't think about why they were written and portrayed after a stroke of the pen.

"Go!"

A drop of heart's blood was shot onto the folding fan by Miao Junfeng, and the heart's blood quickly merged into the folding fan.

At this point, the spirit of Miao Junfeng and the folding fan are completely integrated. Only one last step is missing, and the folding fan is truly born.

"I have the same heart with you, from now on, you will be called Huangquan Fan. Huangquan fan, Huangquan fan, don't wake up at this time, and wait when! ”

With a loud shout of Miao Junfeng, the Huangquan fan first exudes an earthy yellow luster, then turns into a faint green, and finally exudes a faint fluorescence when suspended in mid-air.

Miao Junfeng smiled with satisfaction, and then said: "Huangquan Fan, the top talisman in June, can advance independently. ”

Miao Junfeng's introduction was very simple, but the five words he said at the end made Wang Qiushui and Shi Kong's hearts explode with a thunderclap out of thin air.

Self-advancement, that's not just talking. Only the machine spirit that has given birth to spiritual wisdom and opened spiritual wisdom can do so.

Could it be that he really did it? But why didn't I feel coerced? Don't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power? ”

As if figuring out Shi Kong's thoughts, Wang Qiushui asked directly: "Junfeng, you said that this folding fan can advance independently?" Does it have any other effects besides this effect? ”

Miao Junfeng didn't reply, and the folding fan suspended in mid-air was unhappy.

"Old man! That's your fault! It's not easy for the master to refine me, how can you force him to expose all my details?

Don't you know that everyone has secrets? Too much curiosity can kill people! ”

The ears of the Huangquan fan are like two human feet, standing on the table.

The fan is half open, humanized like a human body and face, swaying at Wang Qiushui.

Miao Junfeng covered his eyes with one hand, not knowing what to say.

Shi Kong raised his arm and pointed at the folding fan, but he couldn't spit out a word when he opened his mouth.

Wang Qiushui was even more out of shape, squatting directly in front of the folding fan, and a pair of eyes were looking at the strange folding fan in front of him in all directions.

"Old fellow! I'm male! Don't you look at me like that, okay? This look of yours makes me feel uncomfortable in my heart. ”

"Male?" Wang Qiushui said casually.

"Ahem, Elder Wang, I have already refined the talisman, and he has already given birth to a machine spirit, whose name is Huangquan Fan. Can you announce the outcome of this fight? ”

"Wait! Do you say that a rune is a rune? What if it's a trick? The power of the talisman that gave birth to the machine spirit is not comparable to that of ordinary talismans! You have to prove it, or I'm not convinced! ”

"Oh? Are you sure? ”

"I'm sure!"

"Alright! Since someone sent it to the door to slap him in the face, it would be a shame if such a good thing was missed.

Huangquan fan, you have heard the words, what to do next, you know! ”

"Don't worry! Master. You don't need to bother with this little thing, look at me. ”

The Huangquan fan flipped 360 degrees in the air, and the fan surface was fully unfolded with the flip, and then, it was fiercely fanned against Shi Kong.

The sound of "woo" was like the cry of thousands of ghosts.

Shi Kong was blown by this wind, and immediately felt that his body could not move, and the temperature of his body was also decreasing little by little, and his soul seemed to be uncontrollable, and he wanted to fly out as hard as he could.

At this moment, there was a "click" sound, and the Qingfeng Haoyue Sword that he hung on his waist split in two from the middle and broke apart.

With the breaking of this sword, Shi Kong immediately regained his autonomy, and the temperature of his body and soul also returned to normal.

"Shi Kong, do you still think that the Huangquan Fan I refined has no machine spirit? If you could put your mind on the instrument, I don't think you would have stopped moving forward like you do today.

It's not that I don't want to reveal the power of the Huangquan Fan, but once it is revealed, not only you, but I'm afraid even Elder Wang won't be able to resist the power of this folding fan.

I'm not alarmist, exaggerating. Rather, the Huangquan fan is not aimed at the human body, but the soul.

Those who cultivate to the advanced can use their spiritual power to resist, those who cultivate to be strong can directly use soul attacks to defuse, and those who cultivate to defy the sky can turn a blind eye. ”

Miao Junfeng's words made Shi Kong speechless, and at the same time he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. Why is this guy so perverted! It's a pervert of perverts!

Wang Qiushui's expression became solemn, he was not afraid and jealous of Miao Junfeng. Instead, he believed that he had to be protected by the Alchemist Guild.

As long as this son continues to grow, not only will he be able to enter the realm of the grandmaster, but the realm of the great grandmaster will probably be easy for him. As for the legendary Emperor Realm, maybe he can also reach it!

Thinking of this, Wang Qiushui liked Miao Junfeng more and more, and he couldn't wait to bring him back to the Refiner Guild to cultivate him now.