In the era of the end of the law, the best materials are rare!

Based on this, Meng Fan would be so solemn, and when he chose an auspicious day, he wanted to make the magic weapon made by lightning strike wood as perfect as possible and release all his potential.

Because of this, he hopes that the magic weapon can be born soon, and he can kill the demon and eliminate the evil with himself!

After a little entanglement, the meditation mantra is recited.

Meng Fan chose a compromise method:

Tomorrow, when the auspicious time is chosen, leave enough for the part of the peach wood sword, and only take a little down.

Although I lost a large piece of material with a middle finger length and three finger widths at the corpse inn, there was still a surplus, and it was not a problem to make some small pieces at all.

In this way, you can not only practice your hands, but also increase your own heritage.

The sun is rising.

Seeing Qiusheng enter the Tao at night, Wencai, who had been desperate to change, turned over and continued to fall asleep, shouting in his mouth:

Tingting......

Qiusheng was extremely diligent, even if he was not injured and his mana was not excessively consumed, he still absorbed the first wisp of purple qi in heaven and earth.

This made Meng Fan embarrassed.

He had also taken the purple qi before.

The first time was because of the late-night fighting method with the coffin spirit, which lost too much mana, and there was a yin and evil qi entering the body, so I followed the method passed down by the master and took it to make up for the loss.

Later, it became casual.

After all, purple qi is a healing holy product, but it can't add any Taoism, and taking it in an excellent state will stimulate the yang energy deep in the body, and feel full of warmth.

If you want to prolong your life, or any other miraculous changes, you must accumulate years and persist for 180 years in order to produce visible results to the naked eye of ordinary people.

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"Senior brother, early."

Qiusheng felt his whole body stretch out, and immediately felt an impulse-

Punch a set.

"Early." Meng Fan responded with a smile.

Qiusheng's original fate changed, and he became a weapon early, and Uncle Shi was relieved.

Good phenomenon!

There is one thing to say, Meng Fan is highly cultivated and knowledgeable, but he is not older than Qiusheng, and he is considered a peer.

Therefore, he didn't mention anything more in the old-fashioned manner, such as:

Don't rush things.

When I first entered the Tao, I practiced day and night, and I couldn't wait to be separated.

"Master is early."

"Good boy!"

After a while, Uncle Nine walked out with a washbasin and looked at the energetic apprentice with a reserved smile on his face.

"Hmm......"

Wen Cai, who was lying on the bed, was quietly disturbed, subconsciously covered his ears, let out a dissatisfied whisper, and then fell asleep.

Rice porridge, steamed buns, side dishes.

Halfway through the meal, Ah Wei rushed over.

After traveling to the next town for so long, stopping and stopping for three days, there are no thrilling changes, and ordinary people will feel tired and sleep lazily the next day.

As a result, the boy, as before, came to visit with the freshest morning tea.

"Sit down and eat together."

Uncle Nine said softly.

Ah Wei, who had already eaten breakfast, did not hesitate at all, and immediately sat down with a smile, first handing a cage of shrimp dumplings to the master, followed by Meng Fan and Qiusheng.

"What about Wencai?"

"Stinky boy Meng Zhougong, let's ignore him and continue to eat."

It's not that Ah Wei is scheming, but subconsciously asking, after all, Wen Cai made a public gamble last night to change himself.

Who would have thought that someone who swore an oath more than ten hours ago would slap himself in the face so quickly?

So, Wencai, who didn't get up until more than nine o'clock, saw that the master had a gloomy face, and he wanted to speak again.

In a panic, he didn't bother to wash, and went to the chicken pen to feed first, so as not to be scolded.

"Qiusheng practiced all night, and after breakfast, he also had a set of punches, and he left Yizhuang not long ago to help his aunt look after the store, and your Senior Brother Meng has been like this for a long time, what about you?"

"By the way, Ah Wei brings me morning tea every day, and I come to greet him when I have time, and see if there is anything I need help in Yizhuang, and now I have gone to patrol the streets."

The voice of preaching came.

Inside the chicken pen, Wen Cai sighed.

It seems that he is the only one who is still falling, but how can it be so easy to change, he has been lazy since he was a child.

Listening to the movement coming from the side, Meng Fan shook his head helplessly, if there is no chance, Wencai's achievements in this life are limited.

However, there is nothing to regret about this, Zifei fish, the joy of Anzhi fish?

"Uncle Shi, is there still high-grade cinnabar in Yizhuang?"

"Yes."

Uncle Nine no longer cares about Wencai, and turns around and goes to the room to get his own treasure.

Meng Fan said at dinner this morning that he wanted to cut the material and use the best lightning to struck a few small pieces of wood.

In this regard, Uncle Nine will definitely not be stingy and will do his best to provide all kinds of conveniences.

If you can't choose an auspicious day, it's okay to have an auspicious time.

Now that we have entered the early summer, we can see that the sky is clear in the morning, and there is a possibility of thunderstorms in the afternoon and a sunny sky in the evening.

According to Uncle Jiu's calculations, there will be a short thunderstorm at around eleven o'clock, and Meng Fan has also deliberately sensed and confirmed that the thunder and water vapor in the east outside Renjia Town are stronger than before.

Thunder and lightning, the energy of the sun between heaven and earth is aggregated.

Peach wood, a thing to ward off evil spirits.

Therefore, the lightning strikes the wood to the sun.

Meng Fan, who bathed and changed his clothes and changed into a robe, set up the altar in the place where the thunder was the strongest in Renjia Town, and prepared a formation flag, using the canopy ruler as a guide to improve the quality of the magic weapon as much as possible.

"It is best to have a thunder pattern on the wood, followed by a thunder wood heart without a pattern."

Uncle Nine sent the high-grade cinnabar over, and said with emotion: "That Master Ren is also generous, the five-hundred-year-old peach wood contains aura, which is rare, and it is about to be hit by thunder, which is difficult to find in the world, and it is also the best thunder scorching pattern......

Good things should naturally be disposed of carefully, so as not to destroy the heavens, Meng Fan recited the four mantras of purifying the heart, purifying the mouth, purifying the body, and wishing incense in turn.

As soon as the words fell.

The sky overhead where the dark clouds gathered roared with a loud bang, and thunder descended.

"Open!"

The canopy on the ruler shone brightly.

The Qi of the Absolute Yang began to converge towards the altar.

Meng Fan first sealed the lightning strike wood, and then cut the material, carved it, and put cinnabar on it......

The scene is not as sinister as in the script, everything goes naturally.

Of course, the Qiankun circle is impossible, too much material, with the passage of time, four half palm-sized wooden plaques appeared, one side engraved crape myrtle, one side withered Wuyue true shape map.

Whether it is self-protection, or evil cure, or even the practice of opening the altar, it has miraculous effects.

In addition, the extra few pieces of ultra-small material were carved into three safety buckles.

One side of the Crucifixion:

Nine Heavens Ying Yuan thunder universalized Tianzun.

One Big Dipper:

The Lord is blessed with longevity, seven liters, seven up.

The sawdust that falls halfway through is also collected in a brocade bag, and it is reluctant to let them be blown away by the wind.

After thanking Lei Zu with tribute, Meng Fan put away the magic weapons that had been opened one by one.

Uncle Nine also came over to help tidy up the altar.

"Uncle, you're done."

"Four talisman cards, one for you, one for each of Wencai and Qiusheng, and a safety buckle for Ah Wei."

Listening to the arrangement of his nephew, Uncle Nine was very relieved in his heart, and said: "I don't want a talisman, it's too precious, if you have a heart, just give a safety buckle." ”

Seeing that the master was full of seriousness and was not humble, Meng Fan should also take this matter.

It just so happened that there was also a family music under the four-eyed master, which was supposed to be a meeting gift.