"Are you sure she looks like your daughter?"

When Nie Wushu heard Bu Qianfan's words, his eyebrows immediately rose.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Bu Qianfan hurriedly replied: "Okay, you say it's like it." ”

Speechless all the way.

Bu Qianfan walked out of Taiyu City, turned around several times, and after feeling safe, he took Nie Wushu back to his residence.

"Next, I'm going to refine a weapon, so I'll trouble Hall Master Nie to protect my Fa!"

Nie Wushu nodded in agreement, glanced at Rong Niang, and nodded.

No wonder this guy didn't have any idea about that beautiful little girl, it turned out that the taste was so heavy!Nie Wudi sighed in his heart.

This woman is not only very old, but also quite ugly, and even her cultivation is weak and scum, no matter how you look at it, she is not worthy of her brother, I really don't know how they hooked up!

Bu Qianfan slowly narrowed his eyes, then stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Nie Wuyi's eyes.

"Hall Master Nie?"

When Nie Wushu heard this, he immediately woke up, glanced at Rong Niang again, and took the initiative to go into the distance to protect Bu Qianfan.

It wasn't until Nie Wushu walked away that Rong Niang spoke: "Young Master, this person?"

"Oh, a friend, to be trusted. Bu Qianfan didn't explain much.

Rong Niang saw that Bu Qianfan was preoccupied, so she didn't bother much.

•••

Since leaving the Death Mountain Range, Bu Qianfan's mood has never been so heavy, originally Bu Qianfan thought that his current strength was enough to win the championship in the Tianmen Competition and crush everyone, but seeing the characters of various holy places appearing one after another, Bu Qianfan's confidence was still shaken at all.

Although Bu Qianfan's current cultivation and strength are terrifying among his peers, if he really compares with the geniuses who came out of the Yanhuang Realm Holy Land, there must still be a lot of gaps.

The disciples of the Holy Land not only have extremely high talents, but the most important thing is a steady stream of cultivation resources, which Bu Qianfan is far from being able to match.

Although the Heaven Swallowing Dafa made Bu Qianfan's cultivation improve rapidly, in order to avoid improving too quickly and causing the foundation to be unstable, Bu Qianfan could only suppress his desire to continue devouring.

However, even if Cao Dong continued to swallow the heavens, it would be impossible for Bu Qianfan to raise his cultivation to the true realm in an instant! As for the fake realm, for Bu Qianfan, it was not a choice at all.

It seems that refining this kind of secret weapon has become an inevitable choice! Bu Qianfan took out the Sanyo treasures obtained from Chen Wudao, two of which were indispensable key materials for refining this secret weapon.

"Xuantian Needle!"

Bu Qianfan closed his eyes, because of the memory rescue, he had already forgotten the refining method of this Xuantian Needle, and he had to sort it out.

The refining process of the Xuantian Needle is quite complicated, but the power is extremely terrifying, once it hits the target, even the master of the True Realm will be caught off guard and hit hard.

What's more, the Xuantian Needle was quite hidden when it was released, and it was extremely difficult for others to detect, according to the current cultivation of Bu Qianfan, at least the Yang Realm master had a chance to find out.

Therefore, a murder weapon like Xuantian Needle is a life-saving artifact for Bu Qianfan.

After arranging several formations of concealed aura, Bu Qianfan immediately took out the Red Fire Mithril in one of the boxes.

Red Fire Mithril is the most important material for refining Xuantian Needle, because Red Fire Mithril has quite terrifying penetration, as well as the attribute of shielding divine sense detection, and many secret weapons need to be added to the refining of Red Fire Mithril.

Although the piece of Red Fire Mithril obtained from Chen Wudao's hand was only less than half the size of a fist, it was enough to refine the Xuantian Needle.

The Xuantian needle is about a finger long, and the size is smaller than the ordinary sewing needle, so this half fist-sized Mithril can at least refine dozens of Xuantian needles.

However, the refining of each Xuantian needle was quite laborious, and Bu Qianfan estimated that within a day, he could refine less than twenty at most.

On average, three Xuantian needles kill a monk with a nine-turn roulette, and it is estimated that it will take more than ten Xuantian needles to kill a monk in the false realm, as for the powerhouse of the real realm, even if Bu Qianfan said that all the Xuantian needles that can be refined are used, at most, it will seriously injure the powerhouse of the true realm who is caught off guard.

However, the only thing that reassured Bu Qianfan a little was that the holy land powerhouses who came to Taiyu City seemed to be under the real realm.

After figuring out the refining process several times, Bu Qianfan officially began refining. But even so, Bu Qianfan didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to refine it 100% successfully.

Thump!

Yellow flames rose from Bu Qianfan's palm, and a scorching aura began to permeate.

Half a fist-sized piece of red flame Mithril floated from Bu Qianfan's hand, and then appeared on the yellow flames.

Although the attributes of Red Fire Mithril are quite superb, the biggest disadvantage is that it is resistant to fire, which is a very boring thing for anyone who melts Red Fire Mithril with flames.

For most of the hour, this small half of the Red Fire Mithril showed signs of melting, and Bu Qianfan did not feel a lack of spiritual energy because of the supplement of the Heaven Devouring Dafa, if it was an ordinary refiner in the realm of the Nine Turns Roulette, just melting this piece of Red Fire Mithril was an uncomplete task.

Continuing to release yellow flames, Bu Qianfan closed his eyes and shrouded this Mithril with his divine sense, and the slightest change in Mithril did not escape Bu Qianfan's perception.

After about four hours, this small ball of Red Fire Mithril was completely melted by Bu Qianfan, and the melted Red Fire Mithril took on a bright white color, constantly flipping around the yellow flames, and looked quite beautiful.

Then came the most difficult step in the whole refining process, the fusion of different materials.

The materials needed for the Xuantian Needle are not much, except for the Red Fire Mithril, there are only three left, and one of them is almost precious, called the Heavenly Xuanshi.

This day the Xuanshi was also sent by Chen Wudao, and the number was quite large, the size of two fists.

However, compared to the Red Fire Mithril, the number of Heavenly Xuanshi needed to refine the Xuantian Needle was quite small.

Twenty Xuantian needles together, and only need a Tianxuan stone the size of a fingernail.

"Poof!"

Bu Qianfan directly crushed a piece of Tianxuanshi the size of a finger into powder, and then controlled these gray Tianxuanshi powder Ma Nan into the red fire Mithril that was nearly melted into liquid.

The fusion process lasted for less than half an hour, until the silver-white liquid Red Fire Mithril turned a faint gray color, and it was considered a success, but this process consumed a considerable amount of Bu Qianfan.

Next, two other materials need to be added, fortunately, Bu Qianfan has already prepared everything, one of which is still asked by Bu Qianfan from Nie Wuyi, and thanks to Nie Wuving's existence, otherwise Bu Qianfan would have to go to great lengths to find it.

More than an hour had passed, and the sky had brightened again, and it was only before Bu Qianfan completely integrated all the materials.

Exhaled a breath, Bu Qianfan's face was somewhat tired, and then Bu Qianfan had to rest first and adjust his spirit before he could devote himself to the next link that he had to be quite careful.