Seeing this, Zhuang Fan was not surprised, after all, although the Medicine God and they have now become cultivators, their eyesight is not comparable to their own, after all, he has obtained the inheritance of the Creation Immortal Venerable.

Therefore, just a top-level refining material is nothing.

But the medicine gods are different, they live on alchemy in this life, and on weekdays, even if they get a low-grade elixir, they are like a treasure.

And the one in front of him is a top-level refining material, and Zhuang Fan also said that he can refine a high-grade treasure weapon.

What kind of concept is this?

You must know that Yang Yunxi was so arrogant with a medium-grade treasure jade void sword before, and this high-grade treasure weapon is not known to be much stronger than the medium-grade treasure.

Thinking of this, their hearts couldn't help but beat wildly.

However, among the three, only the remnant sword disagreed, although he majored in swordsmanship, but in his impression, the sword was born from the heart, not the weapon in his hand, and it was for this reason that he kept using the broken sword left to him by his master.

Zhuang Fan didn't know what everyone thought, at this moment, he was carefully looking at the celestial crystal in front of him, and after a little thought, he began to refine this celestial crystal.

After refining for half an hour, the spar could be regarded as completely melted that day, and Zhuang Fan began to forge and refine according to the memory in his mind......

Everything is so smooth.

The god of medicine and the god of poison on the side were frightened because of Zhuang Fan's extremely fast technique.

You must know that there are many classifications of martial arts, warriors, array mages, Dan masters, and refiners......

Among them, warriors belong to the most common existence.

Danshi is the most respected.

Array mages are the weirdest.

The refiner, on the other hand, is the most mysterious, for no other reason, because this refiner can condense weapons, such as magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and treasure weapons.

It can be said that a martial artist of the same level, with treasures in hand and no treasures, are completely two existences.

Take a yellow-level martial artist as an example, if there is no treasure in his hand, facing a Xuan-level martial artist is simply looking for abuse.

But if you have a treasure in your hand, even if it is the lowest magic weapon, as long as you use it properly, you will have no problem fighting against a Xuan-level martial artist, and it is even possible to kill the other party.

While the two of them were thinking about this, Zhuang Fan had already removed the fire of creation, and with a wave of his hand, four top-level treasures of different styles had fallen into Zhuang Fan's hands.

"Wife, this top-grade treasure robe is yours, as long as you refine it, if you encounter an attack in the future, even if it is a half-step yuan baby, you can resist it." Zhuang Fan said with a smile.

"This long spear belongs to the god of medicine, this axe belongs to the god of poison, and as for this longevity lock, it belongs to my family."

"Master, we all have treasures, what about the remnant sword brother?" The poison god asked curiously.

Zhuang Fan smiled mysteriously, came to the remnant sword, stretched out his hand, and said, "Remnant sword, hand over the broken sword in your hand to me." ”

Although the remnant sword had doubts, he finally handed it over respectfully.

After Zhuang Fan took it, he quickly cast the fire of creation, enveloping the broken sword, and with the flames burning, he saw that the broken sword, which was originally as black as ink, became fiery red all over the body at this moment, and then, a mysterious pattern emerged.

"Huh? Is this a weapon array? Zhuang Fan had a strange look on his face.

His original idea was to use the power of creation, as well as the remaining celestial crystals, to refine this broken sword to the level of a high-grade treasure.

But what I didn't expect was that on the way to tempering, I found that on top of the ordinary-looking broken sword in the hand of the remnant sword, there was actually a weapon array?

Could it be that this short sword was once an amazing treasure, but it was only broken for some reason that it became what it is now?

While thinking about it, Zhuang Fan looked at the array and found that the pattern was extremely similar to a certain formation pattern in his mind.

"It seems that this should be a treasure left behind by an ancient cultivator." Zhuang Fan pondered.

Seeing Zhuang Fan take out the blood-colored dagger and constantly depict something on the short sword, the god of medicine and the god of poison were puzzled.

"Zhuang Fan, what are you doing here?" Shen Ningbing also looked curious.

He knew that Zhuang Fan's blood-colored dagger was unusual and extremely sharp.

And that short sword is the treasure of the remnant sword, if Zhuang Fan accidentally breaks it, wouldn't the remnant sword be depressed to death?

Feeling everyone's curious eyes, Zhuang Fan smiled calmly, "You'll know later." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Fan ignored everyone and began to devote himself to the work of repairing the formation.

This restoration took Zhuang Fan an hour.

When the last line was carved, Zhuang Fan used the fire of creation to calcinate again.

Ten seconds later.

A dull humming sound rang out, and the broken sword bloomed with dazzling light, making people dizzy.

When the light disappeared, the broken sword was still a broken sword, and on the surface, there seemed to be no change.

But Zhuang Fan showed a look of relief, and with a flick of his fingers, the broken sword fell in front of the remnant sword.

"Remnant Sword, feel it now." Zhuang Fan said with a smile.

The remnant sword took the sword with a puzzled face, at first, he was a little unclear, but when the power of the sword fetus in his body surged, he suddenly showed excitement.

"Thank you, Lord Zhuang, with this broken sword, now I am a strong man at the peak of Jindan, and I can cut it with one sword." Remnant Jian spoke, and an incomparably hot expression appeared on the face that was ridiculed by the poison god as facial paralysis.

"Okay, now that you all have what you have, let's refine your own treasures." Zhuang Fan said.

After the three of them left, Zhuang Fan helped Shen Ningbing and Yiyi refine the treasures respectively, then sat cross-legged on the sofa, and then with a wave of his hand, a black stone the size of a small thumb appeared.

"Zhuang Fan, what is this?" Shen Ningbing asked puzzled.

Zhuang Fan said with a smile: "Wife, this thing is a good thing, its name is Jinjingshi, it is the core of Tianjing, don't look at it so small, but in it, it contains seventy% of the energy of Tianjing, if you refine it, your cultivation can at least go straight to the peak of Jindan Realm." ”

"What?"

This time it was Shen Ningbing's turn to be shocked.

She didn't expect such a small stone to be so terrifying.

But soon, Shen Ningbing shook his head and said: "Zhuang Fan, you are the core person of our group, this golden essence stone, you should keep it, after all, the day of killing that dragon is getting closer and closer, and it is you who need to improve your strength the most." ”

Zhuang Fan smiled bitterly: "It's a pity, I can't refine this thing, you know, I helped my daughter refine the Nine Yao Xuanguo before, so I got a trace of dragon breath in Yiyi's body by mistake, and this dragon breath is compatible with the attributes of this golden essence stone, if I refine it, not only the golden essence stone will be scrapped, but the dragon breath will also disappear." ”

Of course, these words are just Zhuang Fan's excuses, after all, what he is cultivating is the Mixed Yuan Recipe of Creation and Transformation, not to mention the golden essence stone, that is, miasma, poisonous gas, evil qi, and demonic qi can be easily refined.

It's just that this golden essence stone is a treasure that can not be found, and Shen Ningbing is the woman she cares about the most, so let her improve her strength, so that she can kill Panlong without any worries.

Otherwise, if like last time, he fell for the plan of diverting the tiger from the mountain and let Shen Ningbing fall into dire straits, it would be troublesome.

After all, it's not always that good luck to be able to arrive in time.

Seeing that Shen Ningbing was still hesitant, Zhuang Fan didn't talk nonsense, and quickly helped Shen Ningbing refine this golden essence stone.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's late at night.

When the last trace of the power of the golden essence stone was absorbed by Shen Ningbing, only to hear a crackling sound, the true pill in Shen Ningbing's dantian quickly condensed, contracted, and so on a hundred times, and finally, Shen Ningbing stepped into the Jindan realm, and it was also the peak of the Jindan realm.

Of course, the reason why Shen Ningbing's ascension did not fluctuate at any point was because Zhuang Fan deliberately released a barrier to shield himself from the outside world, otherwise, just the explosion of Shen Ningbing's golden pill power, it is estimated that this hotel would have to turn into nothingness in an instant.

The power of Jindan is strong, which can be seen.

In the next few days, Zhuang Fan didn't buy the door without going out, and devoted himself to cultivation, while Shen Ningbing had nothing to do, so he took Yiyi outside to play every day, and the little girl was naturally extremely happy about this.

As for the Medicine God and the others, like Zhuang Fan, they put all their energy into cultivation.

The days of cultivation are fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

The day of dragon slaying has arrived.