"The refining weapon failed!" The explosion sounded like a thunderbolt in everyone's ears, startling many Immortal Mansion monks who were stunned, and their mouths were wide enough to stuff a fist. Zhongjin couldn't believe his eyes, at the critical moment when the refining weapon was about to succeed, he actually fell short?

"Boom!" Another majestic aura appeared, waking up the sluggish many Xianfu monks, and when he turned his eyes, he saw that in the sky above Yaozhu Mountain, pieces of green petals were condensed and formed, and with a flick of his fingers, they gathered into a green and proudly blooming giant flower.

Brilliant and dazzling.

Another holy artifact will be born in Mu Han's hands!

After only staying high in the air for a moment, the green flower became fainter and fainter, and then disappeared completely. They are all visions that disappear, one is to condense to the general and then suddenly burst apart and disappear without a trace, and the other is to condense and form and disappear naturally, and the difference between them is self-evident.

At about the same moment, the Luofu Holy Son refiner failed, while Mu Han's refiner succeeded.

This is a stark irony of this!

"Mu Han!" At the top of Luofu Mountain, Luofu Shengzi's face was pale, his eyes were staring at the direction of Yaozhu Mountain, and these two notes burst out coldly from between his teeth.

As soon as he returned to Luofu Mountain from Crescent Moon Mountain, he calmed down and began to refine the Holy Dao Weapon.

This time he didn't plan to pursue speed, but when Mu Han successfully refined a top-grade holy weapon in five years, his mind was greatly affected, and Jing involuntarily began to accelerate. Then, every time Mu Han succeeded in refining a holy weapon, his mind would fluctuate violently. Impetuous and impatient, this is a taboo in refining Dao weapons, let alone refining holy Dao weapons.

However, the Holy Son of Louvre himself did not realize this.

Towards the end of the refining process, he still thought that he had finally saved a little face for the local monks of the "Kunlun Immortal Mansion". It's a pity that before he could enjoy the joy of success, he reaped the bad news of failure, which is equivalent to him falling from the peak to the valley all of a sudden.

The failure of the True Martial Saint Mountain Shaking Light Peak back then was repeated again, and the blow to him can be imagined.

At this moment, the Holy Son of Luofu already hated Mu Han to the bone marrow. That kind of hatred gnawed at his soul like a poisonous snake, making it difficult for him to be at peace.

"Holy Son!" At this moment, a voice rang out, but a man in blue about thirty years old suddenly appeared beside him, looking a little hesitant.

"Wu Ze, what's the matter?" the Holy Son of Luofu took a deep breath with a gloomy face.

The man named Wu Ze hesitated for a moment, and finally began to speak: "Just now, two elders sent a message to my heart, saying that they wanted to retrieve the holy weapon materials that were handed over to the Holy Son for refining, and as for the eight million merits that had been paid, they ...... "What?" Luo Fu's face was distorted, his eyes were red, and before Wu Ze could finish speaking, he gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, which two elders are they?" Seeing that he failed to refine the weapon, he wanted to retrieve the materials, which was obviously doubting his refining ability, which made the Luofu Holy Son even more angry.

"Yes......" "......" The anger of the Holy Son of Luofu, Mu Han didn't know, he sat quietly in the hall between the bamboo mountains on the 1st, motionless, like a stone carving.

The days are gone...... Fifty-third, in the evening, the sunset sinks, the remnant sun is like blood, and the vision of the gourd in the sky above Yaozhu Mountain is reflected by the magnificent glow more and more brilliant and colorful.

"The tenth holy weapon!" At this time, the Kunlun Immortal Mansion resounded with exclamation.

"My ten Holy Grade Dao Vessels have all been refined. In the Xuandu Mountain, Chu Menglan looked at the huge gourd that was disappearing rapidly in the distance, and smiled like a flower.

"It's really unimaginable that Jing Youjin can refine ten Holy Dao Weapons in less than two months. Ji Qun let out a long sigh, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes. Even now, she still thinks this thing is very incredible, and these more than fifty years are like being in a dream.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Chu Menglan said with a smile, "It's a pity, because Senior Brother Mu Han was born in a separate sect, there have always been many Immortal Mansion cultivators who rejected him, otherwise, as soon as he enters, he will be able to encompass the refining of all the holy Dao weapons in our Kunlun Immortal Mansion, and Elder Green Ye and Elder Bu Yan will all be able to rest." Ji Qun came back to his senses and couldn't help but smile and said, "With his speed, all the holy weapon materials accumulated by our 'Kunlun Immortal Mansion' are not enough for him to refine as soon as he enters the refining. I estimated that all the holy artifact materials in the Immortal Mansion did not add up to five hundred. Based on five holy weapons a month, he could refine sixty pieces in a year, and he could refine them all in eight years, even if there was a little delay in the middle, ten years would be enough. "If that's the case, the strength of our Immortal Mansion will skyrocket several times. Chu Menglan shook her head regretfully.

Not to mention whether he is willing to hand over the materials to Mu Han or not, even if he is willing, I am afraid that Mu Han will not be the next step, he will attack the Shenhai Triple Death in twenty years, how can he spend so much time refining holy weapons. Although for a mage, refining weapons is also cultivation, but the same level of Dao weapons refining is much more, and the effect on cultivation improvement is also limited, and he is lucky to be able to let Mu Han refine ten Dao weapons first.

Chu Menglan had a hunch that Mu Han's frenzied refining of holy weapons was estimated to stop soon, and Bi Jing had already caused enough sensation in the Immortal Mansion and earned enough meritorious service.

"Ten holy weapons, 100 million merits, I'm about to bleed profusely......" After a while, Chu Menglan came back to her senses and said with a joking smile, "Senior Sister Ji Qun, the main entrance of these ten holy products has been chosen, right? "Don't say it's 10 million merits, even if you add 10 million, they can't wait for it." "......" ...... "This Mu Han has all the five elements and is outstanding, if he can live to be fifty years old, we 'Kunlun Immortal Mansion' am afraid that there will really be one more holy son, and it is also a holy son from a separate sect." This is the first time in the history of our 'Kunlun Immortal Mansion'. Kunlun Immortal Mansion, a mysterious place somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains, a faint sigh suddenly sounded.

"With his super strength in refining weapons, if he becomes a holy son, he will definitely be able to gather many monks around him. When the time comes, maybe the next lord of the mansion will take it for him. Another voice sounded, but there was a hint of a smile between the words.

"Absolutely not! It's okay to let him serve as the Holy Son, but the position of the lord of this mansion must be chosen among the three entrances of Luofu, Sumeru, and Xuandu. 」「......」

(To be continued)