In the office of the Executive Yuan, three magic weapons have been placed.

On top of the wooden frame, a rusty iron sword rests on it.

The surface of the sword body has long been devoid of the reflection of metal, replaced by the simplicity of the precipitation of the years.

And a bronze mirror with green rust on the side looked unremarkable, but Fang Yan could clearly feel that there was an aura.

On the ground, there sat a black ancient tripod with a diameter of seventy or eighty centimeters.

The inside of the ding has long been full of black traces, all of which have been burned by fire.

Although the outer skin has been carefully wiped to reveal the metallic color inside, it still can't erase the black traces of oxidation.

Rao is so, but you can see the three spirit phoenixes carved on the surface, which can be described as excellent carving.

"It's very atmospheric this time, and I'm ready to take the initiative." Fang Yan said, approaching the three magic weapons.

Dongfang Jing smiled: "Fang Yan, Fang Miaoxue and the others have already entered the Damo Academy, and they will not be able to participate in the martial arts competition next year."

Fang Yan glanced at him, and naturally understood the truth.

gave himself three magic weapons at once, and this old guy also hurt.

He ignored it, and immediately glanced at the three magic weapons, and he already had a judgment.

He found that although the Thundering Sword was a treasure of the Academy, it was just an acquired magic weapon.

The strength of the sword body is not even as good as the bronze sword after refining, but the thunder inscription is attached to it by refining methods.

It's like the fire control of the Xuanqing Sect at the beginning, using the talisman to resist fire, no matter how strong it is, it is not the real fire control after all.

When the time comes, take down the thunder inscription, and this sword will be useless...... Give it to Ye Shaofeng.

And the Xuanjing was a great surprise to him.

Although there is obviously the power of the inscription on the surface, it seems to be an acquired magic weapon, but under that inscription, there is an innate magic weapon!

In other words, on the surface, the power of this mirror comes from the inscription, but in fact, its true power is concealed.

If the power of the inscription can be removed, the true power of the Occult Mirror can be revealed.

Sanfeng Ding was about the same as he expected, not very strong, but it was suitable for people like his sister who were beginners in alchemy.

Soon, he put the three treasures in his pocket.

Seeing this, Long Baichuan was stunned.

"Grandmaster, this ...... Gone?"

Fang Yan held up the snakeskin bag: "It's already in."

Long Baichuan's eyes widened, and his expression was incredulous.

"Fang Yan, this is a bag, right?" Dongfang saluted.

Fang Yan turned his head: "Do you know the bag?"

"The old man has seen it in some ancient books of cultivation, but there is no method of refining in the ancient books."

Fang Yan nodded secretly.

There is nothing wrong with your own judgment.

There was a Xiuzhen civilization in this world, but I don't know why it declined.

The ancient books mentioned by Dongfang Jing, the magic circle of the Soul Pagoda, and even the cultivation methods of modern martial artists all have a relationship with the ancient Xiuzhen era.

It's a pity...... The more inherited it is, the weaker it becomes.

Subsequently, Fang Yan passed on the cultivation of the true cultivation body to Long Baichuan.

Long Baichuan was surprised: "Grandmaster, this cultivation method is full of mysteries, I don't know what kind of exercise it is?"

"Qingyuan Refining Body Decision!"

Fang Yan casually created the cultivation method according to the operation method of Qingyuan's qi, hence the name.

"I have a feeling that if I start with this when I first enter the martial arts, my strength will be stronger!"

Long Baichuan said excitedly.

Fang Yan glanced at him, "It's too late for you to abandon your cultivation now and re-cultivate."

"Well......

"The way of cultivating the truth is self-cultivation, mind cultivation, and spiritual cultivation, and it takes hundreds of years at every turn, but what is the value of cultivating for only a few decades?"

Long Baichuan looked embarrassed.

Now that there is a grandmaster in the later stage of cultivation, standing at the peak of the martial arts of the Dragon Kingdom, who is willing to return to the furnace and rebuild?

Dongfang Jing said, "Fang Yan, now that your identity has been announced in the academy, why don't you take it personally

The Yuan Refining Body will be passed on to the students?"

Fang Yan naturally knew Dongfang Jing's intentions, he leaned back on the sofa: "I don't have time."

"Uh......"

Afterwards, Fang Yan didn't give Dongfang Jing a chance to speak, and left directly.

After Fang Yan left, Dongfang respectfully said, "Baichuan, what do you think about the Qingyuan Refining Body Duel?"

Long Baichuan gasped.

"Miracle! That's all there is to it, sir!"

Dongfang Jing nodded slowly: "As the old man said, Fang Yan's strength comes from outside the world, and this Qingyuan refining body is definitely not his supreme treasure divine skill."

"What? Doesn't that count?"

Long Baichuan secretly praised what kind of strength Grandmaster Yan Yu was.

It's really something I look up to.

"Naturally, Fang Yanjing is like a monkey, so he is reluctant to come up with really good things."

As he spoke, Dongfang Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtful.

"What are you thinking, sir?" Long Baichuan Road.

Dongfang Jing took a deep breath: "The old man is thinking...... What other good exercises can Fang Yan come up with?"

"This ...... It's hard, isn't it?" Long Baichuan Road.

Gu Yunfeng smiled on the side: "Don't worry, Mr. has ideas, and he has dug a pit for Vice Dean Fang."

Dongfang Jing glared sideways.

"Yangmou, Yangmou!"

A few days later, the academy incorporated the Qingyuan Refining Body Decision into the curriculum.

The Dharma Academy passed on the exercises to the chief instructors of the four halls, and then to the instructors, teaching layer by layer.

After Fang Yan returned to the Dharma Academy, he directly began the retreat.

He first took down the thunder inscription of the Thundering Sword, and although the remaining iron sword was of little use to him, it was a magic weapon after all, so he kept it for the time being.

And the Xuanxuan Mirror, which removed the power of the inscription, really made Fang Yan happy.

The quality completely exceeds the strength of the glazed tower, which is more than ten times stronger!

Even in the cultivation realm, such an innate magic weapon can be regarded as superior.

At the same time, he took out the Cold Iron Blade and the White Cloud Banner that he had obtained from Tongbao Pavilion.

These two magic weapons were originally innate, and in three days, Fang Yan used the Streamer True Fire to refine the power of his ice and wind systems.

Walking into the courtyard, seeing that Fang Miaoxue was manipulating the flames against the Three Phoenix Ding, Fang Yan nodded with satisfaction.

"Miaoxue, what's wrong?"

Fang Miaoxue slowly extinguished the flames and turned her head to reveal a sweet smile.

"Huh? What are you smiling at?"

Fang Miaoxue suddenly stretched out her arm, her jade hand opened, and she saw a black pill in her palm.

Fang Yan couldn't help laughing, picked up the pill and looked at it.

"Confused?"

"Brother, it's so hard to control, but this is refined, isn't it?" Fang Miao Snow Trail.

Fang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Naturally, it doesn't count, compared to cultivation, alchemy requires more delicate control, every step is like peeling off a cocoon, and you can't be a little impatient!"

Fang Miaoxue pursed her lips: "It's so difficult...... Brother, I don't want to practice anymore......

Fang Yan touched his sister's hair, and was about to speak, when he heard a miserable scream from the attic.

"Oh mama...... Ah......h

"Brother, what's going on? It seems to be Brother Wenxi!"

"Let's go, let's see!"

On the second floor of the attic, I saw smoke coming out of a room.

Hua Shiqi, Liu Yanran and Bai Yunrui have all run over.

Sang Wenxi rushed out of the room like an arrow, his face was charred black, and there was a flame behind his buttocks.

"Fire ...... Fire...... Dude, save me, I'm going to be burned to death......

A burst of water vapor rushed out between Fang Yan's raised hands, and a burst of white smoke suddenly appeared on Sang Wenxi's body.

Then, Fang Yan walked quickly into the room and extinguished the flames.

In the billowing smoke, he noticed a small round pill on the ground.

Pinching it in his hand, Fang Yan couldn't help but gasp and looked at Sang Wenxi with a shocked expression.

"This ...... Pills? Vincy, did you refine it?"