There is a kind of dream, called daydreaming.

Ren Tingting did let Shachen go to bed, but she didn't really go to bed, she pulled him to talk about life and ideals, and only fell asleep when it came to Yin (three o'clock in the morning). As soon as it was dawn the next day, Ren Tingting got up and called Sha Teng to talk about the shop, but she didn't give the sand and dust a chance to keep it warm.

In business matters, Sha Chen does not interfere specifically, he is in charge of people, the overall situation, Sha Teng's ability is good, and he can take on a big responsibility. After staying in Renjia Town for half a month, he helped Ren Tingting straighten out Lancôme's affairs, and returned to Gantian Town with the materials in the warehouse to prepare for refining the flying carpet in the Wind Resisting Flying Technique.

After refining the flying carpet, the sand and dust really have the ability to fly to the sky!

"Well, why is it so noisy outside?"

"I don't know, Master."

"Go out and have a look."

In Fuxi Hall, Yu Dachu, Ma Xiaohai, and Mao Xiaofang heard the movement, pushed open the door and walked out, looking at the four carriages loaded with heavy goods parked in front of the door, all of them were full of surprise. Yu Dachu couldn't help but ask curiously: "Lao Sha, what is in the car?" You're not going to move the Sha family here, are you? ”

"The Sha family doesn't stop at these things." Sanddust smiled and said, "You want to know?" ”

"Of course ......"

"I won't tell you."

Yu Dachu's face was suddenly depressed.

Shachen teased Yu Dachu, greeted Mao Xiaofang with a smile, and then whispered to Mao Xiaofang's ear, and without saying a few words, he saw Mao Xiaofang's eyes light up, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face, which made Ma Xiaohai and Yu Dachu scratch their hearts and be curious.

But every time he asked, Shachen and Mao Xiaofang would keep their mouths shut, which seemed very mysterious.

Don't blame Shachen and Mao Xiaofang for being cautious, it's just that refining the flying carpet is very important, and if it spreads, it is likely to cause trouble, so you have to guard against it.

It wasn't until two days later that Ma Xiaohai and Yu Dachu knew the truth and were looking forward to it.

Mao Xiaofang has been cultivating for more than 30 years, what demons and monsters have not been seen, what winds and waves have not been experienced, but this refining magic weapon is the first time that the big girl has been on the sedan chair, and there are only two groups of wood spirit silk, the best carbon stone, iron mother, volcanic stone, and a hundred years of acacia wood...... These materials are not very numerous, that is, they can only be successful once, and they are not allowed to fail.

For two whole days, Mao Xiaofang was reading books, learning from the experience of his ancestors in refining weapons, and it was not until the third day that he called Shachen, Ma Xiaohai, and Yu Dachu to go to Guantian Pavilion.

Guantian Pavilion is a pavilion built on a mountain.

It is said that this is the highest place in Gantian Town, when the ancestor Lei Zhenzi was alive, he often came here to retreat and cultivate, sat in Kanyu during the day, sat and watched the stars at night, washed the dirt, condensed the spirit, and was the center of the feng shui topography of Gantian Town, the sky was high and refreshing, and the aura was abundant.

One side of the Guantian Pavilion is a cliff, there is a hundred zhang high, the fog does not disperse all the year round, you can't see the bottom, there is the name of 'Tianyuan' in Gantian Town, which means 'falling down the heaven and man are separated'.

"Ah Chen, Xiao Hai, Ah Chu, spread the volcanic stones on the ground, into nine piles, each pile of nine pieces, eight of which are aligned with the eight directions, and the last pile is in the center of the eight directions, that is, I am standing here, and put nine inches thick hundred-year-old acacia wood planks on it...... Put ten pieces of excellent carbon stone on the top, pile them into a triangular tower type, remember, not less, not more, not to lay straight up, to pile up. ”

"Yes, Master."

The three of them responded, according to Mao Xiaofang's instructions, and it didn't take long for the fire gathering array to take shape, and the three of them patted off the dust on their hands, ran to Mao Xiaofang's side and said in unison: "Master, it's over." ”

"Get out of the way."

Mao Xiaofang held the peachwood sword, danced a few sword flowers casually, pinched the trick with his left hand, and recited words in his mouth, "Wood is the beginning, fire is the end, a thousand miles, a finger is a thousand fires, urgent as a law, away from the fire law!" ”

The spell fell, a basketball-sized fireball appeared in the air, flew out, and lit the eight piles of top-grade carbon stones in the eight directions in turn, only to hear Mao Xiaofang say: "The true fire of the sun is one of the three true fires in the world, to the yang to the strong, to destroy the heavens and the earth, the ordinary method can not be condensed, only with the fire as the guide, the fire on the fire, with this gathering fire array, there is hope to condense the true fire of the sun." ”

"The true fire of the sun is the divine fire of refining weapons, and those who use magic weapons must be tempered by true fire before they can be formed. This is a place where ordinary spiritual weapons are difficult to compare, and it is also one of the main reasons why the power of magic weapons is higher than that of spiritual weapons. ”

Sha Chen, Ma Xiaohai, and Yu Dachu nodded again and again, holding their breath and concentrating, carefully watching Mao Xiaofang's technique.

"Huh!"

Among the three of them, the sand and dust cultivation was the highest, and he used his mana to focus on his eyes, and he saw that after the formation of the gathering fire, the halo of the sun in the sky expanded out of thin air, and eight golden beams of light shone down, shrouding eight piles of burning top-grade carbonstones, and the orange-red flames were slowly dyed into a layer of gold, and the terrifying high temperature swept out.

As the saying goes, if the Buddha is dressed in gold and burned into gold, he is the king of fire and the true fire of the sun.

The ordinary flame is fueled by the best carbon stone, and the true fire of the sun is fueled by the ordinary flame, and the fire burns on the fire, and the terrifying high temperature suddenly permeates the heaven and the earth.

The breeze blew, the golden flame deflected slightly, and with a few 'snorts', the grass that had withered yellow on the ground instantly rose with black smoke and ignited a raging fire.

"Extinguish the fire." Mao Xiaofang shouted.

"Yes, Master."

The three of them hurriedly stepped forward with shovels, and there was still a few feet away from the charcoal fire, when a heat wave hit their faces, and then they smelled the smell of burning, and their hair was scorched yellow by the high temperature, and their hearts were shocked. Shachen's eyelids jumped, and he exclaimed: "What a powerful sun is really hot, the distance is so far, the temperature can hurt people, if it burns on the body, will it be okay?" ”

"The sun is so powerful, can Master control it?"

Sha Chen's eyes were gloomy, but his hands and feet were not slow, shoveling up the dirt to extinguish the flames, and retreating far away.

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When the golden fire was more than halfway through, the eight piles of charcoal fire suddenly swelled, and the heat wave soared into the sky, distorting the space. Mao Xiaofang's face was solemn, and he stepped back three feet quickly in the 'Eight Steps of Qiankun', staring at the best carbon stone pile in the center.

The eight outer piles of charcoal fire are just the introduction, and it is the central carbon stone that really condenses the true fire of the sun.

"Master, it's on!"

Yu Dachu exclaimed, only to see a trace of flame swept up in the central carbonstone, this flame is golden, like a substance, the luster is bright, as if gold is poured, revealing a sense of condensation, but it is as smart and ethereal as an ordinary flame, deflected with the wind, formless and incorporeal, elusive.

"The sun is really hot!" Mao Xiaofang's face was slightly relaxed, and he commanded Shachen: "Ah Chen, Mu Lingsi ......"

Shachen did not hesitate, raised his hand and waved, and the box containing the wood spirit silk flew towards Mao Xiaofang. Mao Xiaofang slapped his palm on the box, the box cracked, and the two green and crystal clear wood spirit silk were supported by the power of the divine soul to suspend the void, Mao Xiaofang volleyed a little at the sun true fire, and performed a finger fire control technique.

One finger is a master of fire-resisting skills, and can control ten thousand fires.

However, the true fire of the sun is the fire of the Dao, the king of all fires, Mao Xiaofang is controlled by the Dao technique, which seems to be a little difficult, and the mana in the body is consumed by thirty percent, before it attracts a cluster of finger-thick sun true fire.

The sun was really hot, the hot temperature spread, Mao Xiaofang only felt that his skin was tingling, his clothes were hot, as if he was about to burn, he was suddenly awe-inspiring, and hurriedly used his Dao technique to protect his body.

"Go!"

Mao Xiaofang knew that the true fire of the sun was powerful, how could he dare to delay, and the power of the divine soul wrapped the two pieces of wood spirit silk and flew on top of the true fire of the sun. The wood spirit silk is as tough as iron, it melts when it encounters fire, and it melts into a ball of green liquid in the blink of an eye.

"Hurry!"

Mao Xiaofang pinched the trick again and again, and shot out a golden light towards the green liquor, refining the flying carpet magic weapon according to the records in the Wind Resisting Flying Technique. His demeanor was serious, calm, and reassuring, and Ma Xiaohai, Yu Dachu, and Shachen who were watching from the side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but Shachen was still worried.

The refining process is methodical.

The green liquor quickly changed shape after Mao Xiaofang played the trick and spread out to form a palm-sized green silk scarf. This silk scarf is as thin as a cicada's wings, translucent, suspended and swirling above the flames, baked by real fire, and tempered with the foundation of the magic weapon. After the flying carpet is completely formed, it must enter the wind ban, which can be regarded as a successful refining.

"Senior Brother Sha, look at Master'......"

At this time, Ma Xiaohai suddenly pointed at Mao Xiaofang, Shachen hurriedly looked at it, and suddenly his heart was half cold, and there was still an accident......

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