After hearing this, Fu Jinyun was overjoyed, since Si Qi's luck sent him here, doesn't that mean that he can refine this spiritual weapon!

The materials have been selected, and it is indeed a spiritual weapon, but the difficulty of refining this spiritual weapon is more difficult than that of ordinary immortal weapons.

Every piece of material of the spirit weapon has been used to the extreme, and several different sets of formations are depicted on it, and the formations interact with each other, exerting a greater power than the formation itself.

If this refining is successful, he will definitely be able to refine the immortal weapon in one fell swoop.

Ling Niantian could see at a glance what he was thinking, "It may be that Si Qi's luck thinks that we can't get by, so he sent it to us randomly."

Fu Jinyun: "......"

Well, that's right.

When he started refining the weapon, Fu Jinyun understood the meaning of Ling Nian's words, the refining weapon was the most jealous and impetuous, and the spiritual weapon given by the master of painting was precise, according to the mentality he had just now, the possibility of failure was too great.

There were more than 20 people in the group, and they were so quiet that they could even hear the sound of breathing.

The ninth floor was somehow set up, it was always daytime, and even the light did not change.

Fu Jinyun's face was still rosy at first, and then it became whiter and whiter, and the sweat continued to flow down.

The materials are all put together by so many people on the seventh or eighth floor, coupled with the high requirements of the painting master for magic weapons, the difficulty of this refining is really not low.

The wind blows through the treetops, the sun is in the sky, and occasionally a few birdsongs can be heard, and the aroma of green grass wafting in the wind can greatly soothe the mood of those who are in it.

Ling Niantian saw that his eyes were not dazzling and his hands were not shaking, and he also closed his eyes to cultivate, probably due to the influence of the formation, the speed at which the lotus bracelet transformed energy was even faster than before.

If this continues, her spiritual power will soon be able to break through the words and reach the gathering words.

Time kept passing, but because the sunlight had not changed, he couldn't detect how long it had passed, and when another breath suddenly appeared around him, Ling Niantian opened his eyes violently.

She is already a second-order spirit master, and with the energy provided by the lotus flower, her cultivation is almost stable.

A man in a green robe floated in mid-air, staring at Fu Jinyun, who was about to be completed.

Ling Niantian immediately thought of the identity of the person in front of him.

Master of painting.

After the last formation was described, all of a sudden, a huge amount of spiritual power overflowed, crushing the only chair around him into powder.

Fu Jinyun, who was refining the weapon, was concentrated, and did not sit on a chair, and the others sat or stood, but made the only resting tool here an ornament.

"Good job."

Fu Jinyun was just about to wipe her sweat when she heard the sound of praise behind her, and her frightened legs almost went up to the ground.

But he didn't lose his leg soon, "You...... Are you a master of painting?"

He's all soft!

"yes, it's me." Master Painting smiled slightly, "Congratulations on becoming the first batch of people who have cleared the ninth layer of the Black Temple, I have left my refining experience here, I hope it can be helpful to you."

Books half a man tall appeared in front of them.

Fu Jinyun's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Master Painting!"

"You have a good talent in refining weapons, and these are left to you to forget my wish, so, are you willing to accept my inheritance?" The master of painting asked solemnly.

Those experiences and inheritance are completely different things, and the experience can be taught even if it is a meeting in Pingshui, but the inheritance can only be your own disciple.

Fu Jinyun was a little hesitant, he was picked up by the palace master, although the palace master did not accept him as an apprentice, but in his heart, the palace master had long been his master.

The master saw his struggle, "But you already have a master?"

"Not really." Fu Jinyun shook her head, "But there is a person in my heart who is also a master and a father, if I worship you as a teacher like this, I am afraid it will be disrespectful to you."

"Moreover, if it comes to refining talent, I think Ling Nian is more than me, why don't you choose her?"

"I have a wisp of remnant soul left, but I am not willing to be obscure, so I want to find someone to pass on my skills, you have such a person in your heart, me

I'm glad I did." He is not qualified as a master, but he is too greedy, and having such a person can alleviate his guilt.

"As for your friend," Master Painting's gaze fell on Ling Niantian, "She has strange bones and is blessed with unique gifts, and she is indeed a rare good seedling, but she is not here, if one day she has something in her heart, refining may be a good choice."

"Do you have any other questions, I'll answer them for you."

Fu Jinyun knelt on his knees and knocked three times respectfully, "Apprentice Fu Jinyun greets the master."

Even if it is a wisp of remnant soul, there are a lot of people in this world who want to become the apprentice of the master of painting, he doesn't care about fame, but he regards the refining tool as his life, and worships the master of painting as a teacher, and there is no harm in it.

"Good apprentice, my remnant soul can last for a few years, and these days, the teacher will do his best to hand over what I have learned to you."

The master and apprentice talked for a while before turning to the origin of the secret realm of painting.

"When I first refined the immortal weapon, and I was famous, some people came to me to buy it, and naturally there were people with bad intentions who wanted to take it by force, and even control me for their use."

If an ordinary refiner is not strong, it is indeed impossible to resist, but this does not include the painting that created a new genre, he is proficient in formations, he is young but quite prestigious, it is impossible not to be arrogant.

So he didn't invite bodyguards, rejected the kindness of other forces, and dealt with these people alone.

It turned out that the formation did work wonders when used well, and his reputation was not boastful, and for a while the vast majority of people gave up the idea of ambushing him.

But often walking by the river, how can there be no shoes that don't get wet, not to mention that there are thousands of things in the world, there are always things he doesn't understand.

"They sprinkled some medicinal powder on the road I had to pass, and after I absorbed it, my spiritual power froze, and I was seriously injured by them, but I had many magic weapons to save my life, and it was enough to drag the effect of the medicine to pass, and I died with them."

"This place was not very murderous in the first place, but the murderous aura of those people I killed was too heavy, which affected the power here, and over the years, this secret realm has become like this, but I have no ability to change it at all."

The master sighed, "I'm still too conceited." didn't let himself down, and let so many people die.

"Master doesn't have to blame himself, no matter what, the fault cannot be blamed on you." Fu Jinyun said with relief.

If he has such achievements, he will only be more proud than the master of painting, and he may directly make a group of heroes, invite those who have ghosts in their hearts to the banquet, and then catch them all.

"Not to mention, the entire painting secret realm is a positive and negative formation, after the formation of the black hall is broken, it can be directly teleported to the White Tower, starting from the ninth floor, and this secret realm will return to normal after it is completely cleared, there are a lot of refining materials that I treasure, which should have been left to Jinyun, but I had very little spiritual power at that time, and I could only use the power of magic weapons to set up the array."

"I'm sorry, I didn't leave you anything, and I want you to help me clean up the mess."