On the fourth day, Ding Yan went into retreat.

The matter of receiving the major forces was left to Ding Jitian, and I believe that as long as it is not a person from the Demon Sect, there should be no forces to come to the Ding family to make trouble at this time.

In the quiet room, Ding Yan's expression was serious, and his eyes flashed with solemnity.

Next, he wants to start refining a spiritual weapon, whether the Ding family can get more resources and maintain a thousand years of prosperity, the key is in this spiritual weapon, and the martial arts tea party will also be held with this spiritual weapon.

A trace of void fire burned, and the temperature in the quiet room began to rise, and only after the temperature in the quiet room reached enough to burn the gold and stone, Ding Yan took out the materials from the skeleton spirit ring.

The essence of Taishi, the spirit of Taishi, Yaoyang iron, and the soil of Wuxu, four pieces of top-quality materials, supplemented by dozens of high-grade materials and hundreds of medium-grade materials, melted little by little under the fire of Ding Yan's Qiankun.

The essence of Taishi is the material for refining the best spiritual weapons, which can absorb different kinds of energy to a certain extent, and most of them are used to refine defensive spiritual weapons, and the spirit of Taishi is the spiritual wisdom born of the essence of Taishi.

With these two top-grade materials alone, Ding Yan spent most of his savings to exchange them from the Tongshan Sacred Domain, and the Yaoyang Iron and Wuxu Soil in the back were the embryos of the spirit weapons that were about to be refined.

All the heavens seal the dragon platform!

It is the name of the spiritual weapon that Ding Yan needs to refine this time.

Ding Yan estimated that with his current Yuan Shen Fire realm, he should be able to practice a super-grade high-grade spiritual weapon, of course, this is not that he can't refine a semi-extreme product, but this spiritual weapon will be of great use in the future, and it can't become a semi-extreme for the time being.

Dozens of high-grade materials and hundreds of medium-grade materials, most of which are provided by the twelve schools, after all, this martial arts tea party also represents the twelve schools in the Southern Regions to a certain extent.

The entire Southern Regions is respected by the Twelve Academies, although there are also imperial dynasties, but comparatively speaking, the Twelve Academies are the strongest.

Refining spiritual weapons is very complicated, much more troublesome than alchemy, Ding Yan didn't dare to be careless, and the vast divine thoughts spread out, covering the entire quiet room.

Outside the gate of Ding's house, a group of people landed from a high altitude, the leader was dressed in a black robe and red hair, and he couldn't tell how old he was, but his eyes seemed to be shining, not angry and arrogant, and in his gestures, a breath of the superior naturally emanated, faintly with the majesty of a grandmaster.

This is a quasi-sect powerhouse!

Zhun Zong is the strongest strength that can stay on the Shinto Continent, and it can be said that Zhun Zong is the pinnacle in the Shinto Continent.

The housekeeper Yuan Fu looked at the group of people who fell from the sky, and felt infinite in his heart, it has only been a few years, the abandoned young master has now become a figure on the entire continent, countless forces have come to make friends, and all the big people are the existence that the Ding family did not dare to provoke before, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in the choice of the year, and settled down, Yuan Fu hurriedly greeted him.

"A few people, please come here."

In the conference hall, Ding Jitian stood up and gave full etiquette.

The red-haired old man frowned, and said unhappily, "What about Ding Yan?"

"I'm sorry, Thirteen is in retreat, if there's anything you can talk to"

"In that case, don't bother you, Benzong will go to find him by himself"

The red-haired old man let out his thoughts, quickly found the quiet room where Ding Yan was, and walked in that direction with a few people.

Ding Jitian's face sank, but he didn't dare to attack, so he could only say in a low voice: "A few people who came from afar are guests, and now they are so straight ahead, I don't know what they want?"

"Hmph, an ant in the early stage of the Condensation Realm is also worthy of talking to this sect?"

The red-haired old man glared, and a terrifying power burst out.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Ding Jitian took a few steps back, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, revealing a shocked look, but under the shocked expression, there was anger.

The red-haired old man, as a quasi-sect powerhouse, has an extremely powerful soul, and his gaze can hurt people, if it is a martial artist below the Condensation Realm, I am afraid that he will be seriously injured directly.

In the quiet room, Ding Yan was refining the weapon, and he sensed that someone was urging his divine thoughts to scan it, and his brows furrowed.

You must know that before the retreat, I had told Ding Jitian that I couldn't let anyone disturb me, but I didn't expect that not long after the retreat, it attracted a wave of divine thoughts.

The vast divine thoughts surged out, and it happened that the red-haired old man injured Ding Jitian with a gaze containing divine thoughts, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and without hesitation, Ding Yan's divine thoughts attacked the past.

"Get out!"

Breaking free from the shackles of the physical body, Ding Yan's divine thoughts are equivalent to the Great Perfection of the Divine Sea Realm.

How terrifying the divine thoughts of the Great Perfection of the Divine Sea Realm were, it was not clear at all if he did not reach that realm, but the red-haired old man felt it personally.

Burst!

The terrible pressure hit, and the red-haired old man only felt that the space of the entire hall was suddenly separated from heaven and earth, becoming a space of its own, and this space repelled him.

As soon as his quasi-sect's divine thoughts radiated out, he was defeated by a blow, vomiting blood and flying upside down, his body flew directly out of the hall, and several young people behind him ran out in a panic.

The red-haired old man's face was pale, his eyes flickered, and he whispered "Let's go"

Seeing a few people leaving, the anger in Ding Jitian's heart disappeared, and was replaced by deep thought.

If the family wants to prosper, the top combat power is indispensable, but the mainstay cannot be lost.

And from this incident, he also guessed Ding Yan's approximate strength.

On the sixth day, Ding Yan walked out of Ding's house and headed for the Dutian Mountain Range.

In the sky above the Dutian Mountain Range, Ding Yan was wearing a purple robe, his black hair fluttering in the wind, dragging a square item in the palm of his right hand, and his gaze slowly swept over the entire Dutian Mountain Range.

The martial arts tea party is about to start, and many young geniuses have already appeared around the Dutian Mountain Range, among them, there are many geniuses on the True Dragon List.

"It's coming!"

On the lonely peak, the white-haired young man suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze like two sharp swords piercing the void.

The rest of the people were stunned for a moment, then came back to their senses, and looked at the void as well, landing on the purple figure in the void.

"Ding Yan"

All around, countless warriors noticed the changes in the void at the same time, and one by one they held their breath and watched the development of the situation.

Somewhere in a valley.

"Sister, this is what you said about Ding Yan, it seems to be very strong, but the stronger the sister, the more I like it" A bewitching woman with a devil's body laughed coquettishly, looking at Ding Yan in the void, her beautiful eyes showed brilliance.

Beside her was a beautiful woman holding a dark long harp, the woman wore a light veil, and she couldn't see her true face clearly, but there was an extra sense of mystery.

"He's the Son's enemy, you have to think about it."

The woman's voice is refined, and the empty valley is quiet.

"The Son"

The corners of the bewitching woman's mouth hooked up a seductive arc, and she didn't know what she was thinking