"Brother Ning Que, let me introduce you, this white-haired person is my barbarian second elder Han Da, and the other one is our great elder, I won't introduce the demon beasts one by one, and there is a demon dragon who is not there. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info," Azule said to Ning Que with a finger of his hand.

"Guests from afar, welcome to the Barbarian Temple." The Great Elder, whose body was thin and his face was full of wrinkles, nodded slightly, and said with a smile.

"The Great Elder is so polite!" Ning Que returned the salute to the two old men.

The purple-haired divine ape on the side glanced at Ning Que, and couldn't help baring his teeth to make a 'ho-ho' sound, as if he sensed that Ning Que was not easy to mess with, and was greeting him.

"Azul, what is the origin of this person, why is there no breath at all?" The Great Elder asked, a little frightened, don't talk about this kind of thing, I haven't even heard of it, even an ant has the breath of life, and it is like facing the air with its eyes closed!

"Great Elder don't worry, Brother Ning Que is an ascetic who travels the world, and he was met by me in the wilderness, and we didn't know each other, so I invited him here as a guest!" Azul was relieved.

The second elder Han Da also said, "You two have fought each other? How strong is he? ”

"He can easily kill me, and he didn't even use all his strength to knock me down when he was fighting!" Azul said with a wry smile.

The three of them looked at each other.

The Great Elder continued to speak: "Brother Ningque, don't be too restrained, treat the temple as if it were your home!" ”

......

Time flies.

Ning Que lived in the barbarian temple for two months, he liked the barbarian atmosphere very much, everyone was very simple, there was no scheming, and the joys, sorrows and sorrows were put on their faces.

Early morning.

The empty square is littered with exercise equipment made of stones, which all have one characteristic, which is large and heavy!

A large group of people gathered around the square, looking at the two people in the middle, there were men and women, and more children were tall, although they were children.

And in the distance, the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the Purple-Haired Divine Ape also watched quietly with wide eyes.

"Elder Azul, come on!" "Elder Azul, come on!"

"Uncle Ning Que, come on!" "Uncle Ning Que, come on!"

Ning Que's face was flushed, his arm muscles bulged high, and the green tendons were like green snakes coiled in his hands, and his two hands were grabbing Azule's big hands, trying to push him out. They are simply competing for strength, without any energy.

Azule was also similar to Ning Que at this time, but his muscular arms were swollen thicker than ordinary people's waists.

"Asure, if you haven't improved yet, you're going to lose this time!" Ning Que squeezed out two sentences from between his teeth.

"Don't talk big, this time I must win! Roar! Azul roared, exerting all his strength, and his throat was almost hoarse.

Ning Que took root under his feet, unmoved, and his strength passed through his waist and reached the spine dragon.

"Boom!"

Azule was pushed away fiercely, rolling twice on the ground, the whole person lay motionless, breathing heavily, Ning Que was not much better than him, sitting on the ground and drinking wine as water to quench his thirst!

Since last month, he has been competing once a day, and Azule's strength is the strongest among the barbarians, and he is not as good as the purple-haired divine ape.

"Uncle Ning Que has won again!"

"Elder Azule has lost thirty times!"

"Yes! Uncle Ning Que is too powerful! ”

"It's a pity that I'm a little smaller!"

The barbarian child opened his big innocent eyes and said with admiration.

After resting for half an hour, Ning Que got up from the ground, patted his clothes and pulled Azule.

"What do you see? Why don't you go to training yet? Azul's voice was not ordinary, which scared the group of bear children.

The Great Elder watched the two of them compete, and walked over with two oversized boxes: "Brother Ning Que, all the brewing spirit fruits you are looking for have already been found!" There are still a few materials for training weapons, and I really can't find them in the wilderness! ”

"Then thank the Great Elder first, forget the materials you can't find, thank you enough!" Ning Que arched his hand and took the box.

"How about thinking about being an elder with a foreign surname of the barbarians?" The Great Elder asked.

"Don't think about it, I like it here, there's no reason to refuse!" Ning Que said.

Needless to say, the spirit fruit of winemaking, if it is a refining material, Ning Que wants to practice a magic weapon.

The increase of the magic weapon on the people in the immortal path is too great, and it is not difficult to have a good magic weapon to kill at the next level.

He walked back to his lodgings with his things, pushed up the stone door, and announced his retreat.

Ning Que first took out the spirit fruit and squeezed it into the wine vat, and after a few days, he squeezed out all the juice that was about to ferment, and all kinds of troublesome steps lasted for a long time, and it was sealed after brewing.

At the end of the winemaking, Ning Que was worried about a large number of refining materials, not because he didn't have the materials, but because he was too troublesome. You can add the materials when you find them later.

Ning Que picked up pieces of heavy materials, and the Red Emperor Fire slowly calcined, and it took more than three months to burn all the magazines, and then it took another five months to repeatedly quench them into a bell shape with Black Emperor water.

Zhongcheng is three meters high, less than one meter and a half in diameter, eight centimeters thick, weighs more than 50,000 catties, and is golden.

After it was formed, Ning Que spent nearly a year carving immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons, sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers, plants, birds, beasts, insects and fish on the outside of the bell with the Dao pattern of the fairy domain, and the inside was engraved with various cultivation methods and secret techniques in the words of the fairy domain.

After thousands of tempering, he finally succeeded, and then he had to slowly sacrifice with his essence and blood divine thoughts.

Walking out of the secret room, he had a small meeting with the Great Elder Azul and them, and asked them not to disturb them.

Entering the secret room again, Ning Que cut his palm and stuck it on the body of the bell, his mind kept communicating, and he engraved his Tao on it without reservation.

The process of sacrificing the Dharma Weapon is to make the Dharma Weapon a part of your body, inseparable, and the human treasure is one.

Ning Que was completely immersed in the sacrificial treasure, until the magic weapon had a slight sense with himself, and he kept extracting the essence and blood divine thoughts, he was thin into skin and bones, and he could fall down when the wind blew, only his eyes were still bright.

Another half a year passed.

Bursts of bells rang in the quiet depths of the wilderness, passing thousands of miles, such as morning bells and dusk drums, thought-provoking, and the barbarians with a slightly lower realm heard the bells, either fainting or slightly understanding, very magical.

"What kind of weapon is Elder Ning Que practicing? Can you make such a big move? Azule asked, glaring at eyes bigger than a brass bell.

In just half an hour, outside the stone room where Ning Que was, there were many masters such as the Great Elder, the Second Elder, the Great Centipede, the Purple-Haired Divine Ape, and Wu Kun, roaring at each other, and even the Demon Dragon rushed over. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, communicate in beast language, what is Ning Que practicing.