After cultivating the exercises recorded in the Destruction Realm, Zheng Fan let out a long sigh of relief and pointed to the forging furnace: "Explosion!"

"Bang!", the forging furnace weighing 50,000 catties was smashed into slag.

Even Zheng Fan couldn't help but be shocked: "It's really terrifying, it turns out that the Destruction Realm, and the Imperial Objective Mirror are complementary exercises, just getting one of them can only be said to be chicken ribs, but if you have two at the same time, the power is unimaginable." ”

"In the Sages Sutra, the first and second chapters do not have those black fonts. It must have been created during the previous demonization, but I hadn't paid attention to it before. Seon is not blessed. ”

Just ask, how heavy can a person's head and heart be? Can it still weigh more than this forging furnace?

Under the practice of destroying the realm, Zheng Fan only needs to move his mind to make people die silently.

Of course, Zheng Fan would never be naïve to think that how Murong Wentian and other masters of the Feather Transformation Realm would also perish under his own exercises. There must be a limit, once the strength exceeds Zheng Fan too much, the power that this Extinction Realm can exert will be much worse.

"But, in the Sky Realm, it should be fine. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Fan's mouth, and he got up and changed back to the appearance of the ghost wood.

Although Zheng Fan doesn't know how far his strength can be now, because he has not tried it. However, with the Dharma Body at the peak of that level alone, fighting in the Sky Realm, he still had no problem with his self-confidence.

But the world is so big, the Great Xia Empire is so big, even the Desire Sword Sect of this third-rate sect has produced a master of the Feather Transformation Realm like Murong Wentian, so what about the second-rate sect? First-rate, even a top-level sect, what kind of earth-shattering master will there be?

Xiuzhen League, the three clans of demons and demons, and so on. There were too many people who could easily kill and wanted Zheng Fan to die, so he had to keep a low profile for the time being.

"Now, everyone, you should think I'm dead. Very good, now the spiritual power in the body has also turned into dark gold, and some of the characteristics of the sage body are completely undiscoverable by others, as long as they are hidden deeper, there should be no problem..."

Slowly walking out of the heaven-level forging room, Zheng Fan's mood was very comfortable, and he didn't hide it too much, and the cultivation of the transformation realm was directly displayed.

Fang was about to leave the Forge Pavilion, but was stopped by the steward and said, "Ghost Wood Pavilion Master, you have actually been promoted to the Transformation Realm?"

Zheng Fan smiled faintly and said, "Yes, it's just a fluke." ”

The steward smiled and said, "Congratulations." Then his face was a little embarrassed: "That sword talisman..."

"Didn't I ask you to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to find Liang Jiujian and ask for it?" Zheng Fan frowned and said, "What, isn't the other person here?"

The steward said, "Yes, but he said there aren't so many sword talismans." ”

Zheng Fanqi said: "There are only more than 100,000 sword talismans, and I can still afford it in the Scripture Pavilion, how can I not have it?"

The steward scratched his head: "This, you have been in the heaven-level forging room for more than half a year, and there are a total of 1.85 million sword talismans..."

Zheng Fan was surprised: "Half a year has passed? Why do I think it's only been a while? Don't you dare to frame me?"

Hearing this, the steward hurriedly waved his hand and said, "How dare I lie to you, but I have been staying for more than half a year." ”

Zheng Fan actually didn't know that his perception in the forging room, including the ability to learn the third chapter of the Sage Sutra, took half a year. It's just that he is obsessed with cultivation, plus the particularity of Zheng Fan's sage body, he doesn't sleep, doesn't work, and doesn't eat, so he doesn't feel the change of time.

"He doesn't dare to lie to me, maybe I've forgotten the time when I'm cultivating. Zheng Fan asked the steward, "How many sword talismans are missing?"

"There are still 150,000 pieces left. ”

"Hmm. Zheng Fan nodded: "In this way, as interest, how about handing over all the income of my Scripture Pavilion within a year in the future?"

When the steward heard this, a greedy glint erupted in his eyes: "This, how embarrassing." ”

The annual income of the Scripture Pavilion is definitely a terrifying number. It's just that the ghost wood is very obsessed with forging blades on weekdays, and the heaven-level forging room has not been less, and he has defeated a lot of sword talismans, otherwise, the dignified scripture pavilion master can't even afford more than a million sword talismans, and it's too embarrassing to say it.

"There's nothing bad about it, that's all, I still have to go beforehand. Zheng Fan didn't stay long, and left the Casting Pavilion with one step.

......

Half a year ago, I wanted to be in the sword gate.

The disciples rode the Nine Dragons Divine Ding and returned to the sect.

"Door Master, Tie Niu, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden, asks to see you. ”

Murong Wentian raised his eyebrows: "Oh, Zheng Fan's brother, let him come in to see me." ”

After a while, Tie Niu walked in from outside the door, and said on his knees: "Disciple Tie Niu, see the door master." ”

Murong Wentian smiled and said, "Get up, you are the brother of Traceless, and Traceless is my favorite disciple, so there is no need to be polite." ”

"Yes. Tie Niu stood up and said respectfully: "Door master, my traceless brother, somehow, suddenly seems to have lost his memory, even I can't recognize it, I don't know if the door master knows this." ”

Murong Wentian nodded: "Without a trace, he is eager for quick success, he didn't listen to my advice, he had to impact the transformation realm." As a result, although his skills have increased dramatically, and now he is an invincible opponent in the volley realm, he has lost all his memory, and he only remembers my master alone. ”

Hearing this, Tie Niu was not surprised, took out a Qiankun bag from his arms, and handed it to Murong Wentian: "Door Master, this is 100,000 sword talismans. I was lucky, in the three months of the Immeasurable God Realm, I killed many disciples of the Qi Control Realm and the Body Refining Realm. ”

"I hope that the master of the sect can see that I am so dedicated to the sect, and exert great magic power to help Brother Without a Trace recover his memory, I don't want any reward from Tie Niu, I just hope that Brother Without a Trace can remember me again. ”

Murong Wentian chuckled lightly when he heard this: "Tie Niu, your luck is really good." I have participated in the Immeasurable God Realm no less than dozens of times, and in three months, at most, I have only bumped into a thousand people, your 100,000 sword talismans..."

Speaking of this, Murong Wentian stopped talking, but just looked at Tie Niu with interest.

Tie Niu had already prepared in his heart, and looked directly at Murong and asked, "The disciple is indeed lucky. ”

"Zheng Fan is still alive, right? Murong Wen said such a sentence coldly.

"I haven't seen my eldest brother and I wish he was alive. The disciple is guilty. With that, the Iron Bull knelt on the ground again.

"Oh, what are you guilty of?" Murong Wentian suddenly came to his senses.

Tie Niu said: "In the three months of the Immeasurable God Realm, I met my eldest brother, and it was he who gave me these sword talismans. ”

"And then!" Murong Wentian asked eagerly.

A trace of tears flowed from the corners of Tie Niu's eyes: "Big brother told me that as long as we save enough sword talismans, you will help us recover our memories without a trace, so we desperately hurried to find disciples from other sects, slaughtered wildly, and snatched sword talismans." ”

But suddenly one day, the eldest brother rose from under his feet, and his body turned into a ray of light, slowly dissipating into the heavens and the earth like ashes. ”

Murong Wentian shook his head when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "It turned out to be the legendary 'Sage Disintegration', and Zheng Fan's luck is also a little worse. ”

"What is the disintegration of the sages?" Tie Niu asked strangely, these words were taught to him by Zheng Fan before, and he was actually unclear in the clouds.

"Ah, nothing. Tie Niu, you go back first, I will try my best to find a way to do it, after all, he is my favorite disciple. ”

Murong Wentian waved his hand and motioned for Tie Niu to go out.

From then on, Tie Niu would come to Murong Wentian once a month, but every time Murong Wentian was shirking with excuses like thinking of a way.

And the attitude is getting worse and worse, and the more impatient it becomes. Until the sixth month.

"Door Master, the Iron Bull of the Garden of Ten Thousand Beasts asks to see you. ”

Murong Wentian frowned and said, "You go and tell him that I'm taking a nap and don't have time to see him." ”

The disciple went out and smiled at Tie Niu: "Brother Tie Niu, the door master said that he, oh no, the door master is taking a nap, you can come back another day." ”

Accidentally said something and slipped his mouth, and the disciple also smiled very embarrassedly.

When Tie Niu heard this, he said in his heart: "It seems that Murong Lao'er doesn't plan to recover his traceless memory at all, damn it!"

Coming to the Medical Immortal Pavilion, Tie Niu replaced all the sword runes on his body with various pills, although he had previously given Murong Wentian 100,000 sword talismans of the Xiuzhen Alliance, but he himself still had more than 40,000 sword talismans from the Sword Sect given by Zheng Fan.

Filled with a bag full of pills, he rode on a bloodthirsty rhinoceros, went to the sect's task collection place, took a task at random, and left the Sword Desire Gate.

"Damn, it's still the eldest brother who expects things like a god, this Murong Lao'er is really hateful, sooner or later one day I will tear you apart!" Holding a map in his hand, he found the location of the Ghost Knife Gate.

"At the speed of a bloodthirsty rhinoceros, in about three months, you will almost be able to reach the Ghost Knife Gate. Defect to the eldest brother, this desire for the sword gate, I don't want to stay for one more day. ”

In the place he passed, he bought a few more sets of clothes, brought enough food, took off the clothes of the disciples of the Sword Sect, and Tie Niu rushed all the way to the Ghost Sword Gate.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and the road was unimpeded, and not even a cultivator of the Body Refining Realm had ever met it. After all, the Great Xia Empire has a vast territory and many inhabitants, and there are only a very small number of people who are qualified to cultivate and can cultivate.

"Is this the Ghost Knife Gate?" Tie Niu looked at the knife mountain in front of him and muttered to himself, "It's still quite magnificent." ”

"What kind of person! dare to trespass into the strength of my Ghost Sword Sect!" Hundreds of masters of the Qi Control Realm, led by a man on the first floor of the Transformation Realm, surrounded the Iron Bull in an instant.

Iron Bull opened his mouth wide, and said with a smile: "I'm looking for the black devil." ”

The man in the lead frowned: "Ghost Wood Pavilion Master, who is he?"

"He's my brother. ”