It was only at this time that Mo Chengjun felt the benefits of his huge prestige.

There are two sides to everything, and it is true that fame brings him all kinds of troubles, but you can't deny that fame also brings abundant connections, resources, rations, and even authority.

The renovation of the Mo family's courtyard is only one of them, but it is by no means the only one.

Just after the seven palace masters summoned Mo Chengjun one after another, they didn't even need a pardon, they didn't need to say anything clearly, Mo Chengjun could feel that the resources and authority he could use were already different.

For example, the secret vault of the sect, below the fourth floor, he can use it at will, as long as he leaves his own token imprint.

Another example is the Tibetan Dharma Building, although it can still only be viewed below the Yuan Infant Realm, including the cultivation information, experience and secret record supernatural powers of the Yuan Infant Realm.

But that is actually his protection, and the cultivation of Zhuji is already very excessive when he comes into contact with the secret recording supernatural power of the Yuanying realm.

But a large number of originally forbidden secret records have been made public to him.

This includes but is not limited to the Demon Secret Book, the Ghost Secret Technique, the Human Secret Technique, the Monster Technique, and so on.

In short, there were a large number of things that he shouldn't have seen before, and he couldn't let them see them, but now they all appeared in front of him as they were.

Not to mention, he still has a fixed distribution of spirit stones every month, a quota of top-grade pills, priority access to scarce resources, and the qualifications for the Foreign Affairs Hall to issue urgent tasks, etc......

Really, no one has made it clear, and there is no need to say it.

But at this time, the human, material and financial resources that Mo Chengjun can use are already incomparable.

It was only at this time that Mo Chengjun recognized a fact.

Perhaps, for the disciples of the sect at the bottom, they exist because of the existence of the sect.

But for the real overhaul, the sect exists to serve them.

It's kind of brutal to say, but you have to admit it, in a sense that's the truth.

In the era of the world, the world is really not the world of the people, but the world of one family.

Of course, an old scientific research dog like Mo Chengjun is still relatively sober.

He didn't get lost in this self-feeling bloat, and he didn't ignore the heroes of the world.

He was just in a state of extreme cultivation, watching his mana value continue to rise, enjoying the satisfaction that was brought by the progress that was visible to the naked eye.

He also sank his heart little by little in the careful study of the materials, and gradually returned to the state he belonged to when he was in scientific research.

As a result, the various ideas that belonged to the 'magic weapon microscope', as well as the shallow knowledge of refining weapons that he had learned before, became clear in his mind again.

And he gradually got rid of the impetuousness and jumpiness of some time ago, and returned to his previous calm and peaceful.

But he still didn't rush to try, but found a refiner in the refining hall, followed behind, and learned the knowledge of refining weapons step by step.

He had actually sought out two Inner Sect Elders before, and had studied refining for a period of time, but this time it was different.

Yue Siming, the foreign affairs elder of Qingcang Peak, the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, is subordinate to the refiner under the command of the Thousand Machine Pavilion of the Refining Hall.

To be honest, this one is not the most experienced refiner in the Refining Hall, nor is he the highest-level, and he doesn't even have any unique skills.

And this one is not a disciple of the Galaxy Sword Sect in the traditional sense.

He was a blacksmith before he entered the Tao, and when he was young, he followed his father to learn the trade, and he learned a blacksmith craft every day.

Later, by chance, he obtained a Qi Eating Method and half a Refining Codex, studied it alone, and actually relied on his good qualifications to enter the path, and learned a refining method that was not too clever.

But these four words 'not very clever' have to be put where they are placed?

If it is placed in the Galaxy Sword Sect, it can really only be described with the words 'not very clever'.

But if it's placed in the middle of a loose practice, it's unique.

It is common for scattered cultivators from ten miles and eight towns to find him, and it is common for him to refine some strange magic weapons.

In this regard, ten years of scattered cultivation allowed him to learn a mixed refining technique.

If you want to say how clever it is, it may not be counted, but it can really be called a well-informed sentence.

All kinds of weird materials, no one he can't recognize.

All kinds of strange magic weapons, there is no one who can't tell the ugly one.

However, the suffering of casual cultivation is known only to casual cultivation itself.

Although relying on this skill, he can already be regarded as a leader in casual cultivation, but if he wants to go further on the path and only mix in casual cultivation, it is basically impossible.

Yue Siming also knew this, so he did everything possible to drag people to find a relationship, and finally entered the Galaxy Sword Sect under the recommendation of a big man.

Strictly speaking, even if he entered the Galaxy Sword Sect, he would not be able to get the real lineage inheritance.

After all, he is not 'rooted' enough.

But even so, with the resources of the sect, he also formed a golden pill steadily and gained a foothold in the Refining Hall.

And Mo Chengjun is not unable to find a refiner with more exquisite skills than him.

With his status at this time, even if he is taught by a refining master, it is estimated that there are people who are willing.

But Mo Chengjun fell in love with this one, and what he valued was his 'creative ability'.

Every day, he would take about an hour and a half in the afternoon to study with him.

Starting from the simplest identification and refining of materials, it is in-depth to the spirit of the instrument, to the inscription of the spirit pattern seal of various refining tools, to the fusion and smelting of various materials, and so on......

It should be said that any mature knowledge system has its complete and complex aspect.

Even if it was Mo Chengjun, if he wanted to set foot in the realm of refining, he needed to be serious enough and take a long enough time to study.

And this one really didn't insult his reputation, although he was not a refiner, and his theoretical knowledge was even more commonplace.

But I really can't stand this one's extremely rich practical experience!

Especially when identifying materials, processing, and refining, he can always find some completely unreasonable methods.

For example, when refining a material called 'flint'.

Everyone else likes to practice with water and fire, and so does he, but in the process, he likes to throw one or two autumn cicadas into it, and it must be an autumn cicada that has passed the winter.

This is completely unreasonable, and it is even more contrary to the existing theory of refining.

But the problem is that the flint he refined in this way, alas, has become the best.

Well, this kind of slapstick operation is not one or two, and some of them don't even see any use, but when it comes to the yield rate, he is the highest person in Qianji Pavilion.

In other words, no matter what weird material is given to him, he can always get you a finished magic weapon.

Of course, the specific effect?

Well, let's see when the artifact is formed.

This may really be the ability forced out by the living environment of casual cultivation.

Of course, in addition to refining weapons, Yue Siming would also ask Mo Chengjun for various questions.

It took a lot of effort for others to get the opportunity to ask questions, and now he can be regarded as 'the first to get the moon near the water', so he naturally won't let it go.

Although he entered the Sword Sect, his qi eating method actually belonged to the fire method.

The best thing is also the fire technique, which can be regarded as a mastery after so many years of refining, that is, he wants to raise this fire technique to the point of supernatural powers, but he can't do it.

Well, it's not that it's not overwhelming, it's that it's completely directionless.

Mo Chengjun didn't care about his problems, he always knew everything, said everything, and even spent a little effort to study the other party's food qi method and spell system.

Then, the direction of the study is given.

Yes, it's as casual as that.

But there is no way, whoever told him to be arrogant to this extent in magic.

After getting acquainted, the two can be regarded as learning from each other and confirming each other.

One felt that he had made great progress in refining weapons by leaps and bounds, and he was about to become a master.

One felt that the fire magic power had already beckoned to him, and he could get it at will.

In a hurry, a month passed.

On this day, Mo Chengjun's courtyard was finally renovated, and he also bid farewell to the living time of the temporary cave mansion, and rode back to his small courtyard with four ears.

Just as the sky is about to darken, the sunset is obliquely shining, and there is still a touch of fish belly white in the sky.

Stepping on the bluestone path of the back mountain of the Tibetan Law Building, in the soft spring breeze, Mo Chengjun returned to his small courtyard.

First, there are winding paths, lined with cultivated fields.

Under the nourishment of the main vein, this place has become the best medicine field, the land is soft and fertile, and the only thing missing is the elixir that is about to be planted.

In front of the mansion is a small courtyard fenced with a wooden fence, and in front of the courtyard to the left is a huge tea tree.

The tea tree was so luxuriant that it shaded a shadow, and under the tree there were two chaise longues with a coffee table in the middle.

On the left side of the courtyard, there is also a pavilion with stone tables and chairs.

At a glance, Mo Chengjun fell in love, and only felt that this was the idyllic life he wanted.

He quickly stepped into his small courtyard, and found that the original courtyard had indeed expanded into several houses, although the area was much larger, and many houses with different functions were added.

But obviously, according to Mo Chengjun's requirements, this is still taking a simple and warm route.

That is, when Mo Chengjun walked to the last courtyard, he was a little confused.

There, it is obvious that this is the place where Mo Chengjun rests and exercises.

Retreat rooms, bedrooms, study rooms, and even vacant laboratories, you name it!

But the only thing that Mo Chengjun couldn't understand was, what did such a big pit do in the middle of this courtyard?

Mo Chengjun circled around the pit, and circled again, his face full of confusion.

He turned his head, looked at Baling'er, who had just fallen to the side, and asked, "What is the situation?" ”

Ballinger also looked at him and asked rhetorically, "This is not what you let you keep?" ”

Mo Chengjun's face trembled: "Do you think I have a hole in my head, and I actually left such a big hole in my yard?" ”

"It's really hard to say!"

Ballinger rubbed her chin and said seriously: "Just your brain, who knows what strange things are in it."

So, if you have to say that you have a hole in your head, I believe you too. ”

Mo Chengjun: "......"

At this moment, a voice sounded faintly all around, and there was no direction.

"I let you stay in this pit."

But I saw a sword rainbow falling from the sky, revealing the figure of the female sword Venerable Shen Jinxiu.

"I've seen the palace master."

"I've seen the palace master."

Mo Chengjun and Baling'er immediately bowed down and saluted, with serious expressions, as if they had just discussed that there were pits on the ground and those with pits in their heads, not them.

The female Jianzun didn't care about the two of them, but stood next to the big pit, and with a wave of her hand, she saw that the purple jade bracelet on her wrist quickly grew larger.

A small tree spun out from the center of the purple jade bracelet, and grew larger and taller in mid-air until it became a tree several feet high, with lush branches and peach blossoms.

Directly this peach tree fell, fell into the big pit, and filled it steadily, but for a moment, there was no gap.

Standing under this peach tree, Mo Chengjun looked up at the verdant and lush, smelling the fragrance of peach blossoms, and his eyes were slightly confused.

"This, this is?"

Only then did the female sword venerable slowly speak: "This is the reward you deserve for saving face for my Galaxy Sword Sect on top of the Wutong Festival."

This is a fairy wood. ”