"I don't know anymore, I just remember that this person seems to have visited you once with the insect woman seniors of the Sanmiao branch, and this person didn't marry Dan at that time, but now he ......" The little apprentice saw that the old man did not continue to blame him, and he was secretly glad in his heart.

The old man is quite familiar with this master of almost the same generation, but he hasn't heard of any disciples or juniors of the insect woman who have advanced to Jindan?

However, the old man thought about it, put down the classics in his hand, walked out of the stilted building, and saw a young man in a green robe standing there quietly at the foot of the mountain with his hands behind his back.

"Wan Qingping meets Master Flying Needle!" the young man said very respectfully.

"Wan Qingping, Wan Qingping, this name, huh...... You are, aren't you...... Superimposed Thunder Tribulation ......" repeated the name twice, and Master Flying Needle finally remembered a newly promoted Jiedan monk who had been rumored a few years ago, after all, no one in Jiuli had ever encountered and survived the superimposed Thunder Tribulation in history, even if he had never seen a real person, he must have heard of the name.

"It was Wan, who had come here with Master Worm to visit the master a few years ago, and ...... at that time," said the young man, and recounted the scene at that time.

"The old man remembered, it turned out to be Wan Daoyou!" Master Flying Needle finally remembered the young man, but his face became a little cold, after all, the young man's bullying behavior did not give him a good impression.

Wan Qingping didn't care, this kind of person with a true temperament who reflects all his thoughts on his face is much easier to deal with than those who are scheming and gloomy, and with this old and kind character, he has never heard of refusing other people's requests to refine magic weapons before, let alone deliberately refining magic weapons for you.

The guest came to the door, and he was also a Jindan monk, and although he did not want to see him, in the end, the flying needle master invited him to the stilted building.

"I don't know if the master has ever heard of this kind of spiritual wood?" he said directly after a short greeting.

"Poof—ahem, ahem, what are you talking about?" Say it again?" As soon as Master Flying Needle heard the name, half a mouthful of tea that had just entered his mouth squirted out, and he choked on a cough.

"Wan is talking about wind and wood!" Wan Qingping repeated again.

"Is it the kind of innate spirit wood that was bred in the wind in the sky?" the Flying Needle Master heard clearly this time, and immediately asked with a light in his eyes.

After receiving an affirmative reply from the unpopular person, the old man rubbed his hands and said expectantly, "Where do you have it?"

"The master has refined the magic weapon of this material before?" Wan Qingping did not answer, but asked rhetorically, even if Fengshengmu is not a specialty of Wandaohai, it should be extremely rare, looking at the old man's reaction, it seems to be very familiar.

"The old man has naturally seen this rare spirit wood, and he once had the fate to refine it by himself, when the old man only built the foundation and cultivated in the later stage, and the spirit wood only gave birth to eleven branches, but this thing gave the old man a deep impression, it is a rare raw material for refining flying needles, if it is ......!" Speaking of magic weapons, the words of the flying needle master suddenly gushed endlessly, only when he is obsessed with something to a certain extent will he have this reaction.

Come to think of it, if this old man didn't like refining weapons, he wouldn't have made great achievements in this way today.

Half an hour later, the old man remembered what was going on: "I don't know how old the Fengsheng Wood in the hands of Wan Daoyou is, Daoyou should want to refine the magic weapon, presumably the age of the tree will not be less than four thousand years, yes or no?"

Wan Qingping smiled, stretched out his finger and gestured: "It is about to grow to the highest age, seven thousand two hundred years!"

"Poof-cough-cough, cough-cough, Daoyou, cough-cough, it can't be a joke with the old man, right?" The old man just said too much, his mouth was a little dry, and he just picked up the teacup to moisten his throat, but he was so shocked by the news that he spit it out again.

After a while, two rays of light rose up, leaving the little apprentice standing in front of the stilted building and wondering: Master has rarely gone out, why did he look in a hurry this time?

A few days later, Plastic Cloud Mountain.

There are two people standing in the inner cave mansion that is almost not allowed for outsiders to set foot on weekdays, one of them looks calm, and the other is full of excitement, looking at a seven-foot-tall tree shrouded by a whirlwind not far away, and muttering from time to time: "It's really natural, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

After a full half sound, the old man turned to the young man and said, "If Wan Daoyou asks the old man to refine this wind tree, the old man will not only take nothing, but also add some materials to the Daoyou." ”

Afraid that the young man would not agree, he quickly added: "You must know that the old man's favorite thing in his life is refining flying needle magic weapons, and the craftsmanship is not unique, but at least he can get it in our Jiuli, and the materials that the old man added to the Taoist friends are all carefully treasured by the old man for many years, as long as he can use it, he will never be reluctant to ......."

Wan Qingping looked at this lovely "refiner" and was happy in his heart, such a good person is really rare! But there was still a trace of gratitude and solemnity on his face: "Then I will leave everything to the master!"

Immediately, he instructed Coconut Guimei to prepare a wine banquet and treat Master Flying Needle well, and there were still many things to discuss about this treasure refining.

Six kinds of seasonal side dishes were put on the table, two bottles of cellar wine were taken out, and the two of them pushed the glasses and changed them.

"Oh, I didn't expect Wan Daoyou to have a rare quenching spiritual liquid such as Starfall Heavenly Fire Liquid, which is most suitable for quenching pure wood magic weapons, so how the old man refining Fengsheng Wood has to plan carefully!"

"How did the master originally plan to refine Fengsheng Wood?" is a matter of his natal magic weapon, Wan Qingping didn't dare to be sloppy, so he naturally wanted to ask for clarification.

"The magic weapon of the flying needle is the best at breaking the surface with points, the harder the better, the old man originally planned to mix in a little rare armor-piercing minerals collected from it, this mineral is a golden thing, but with the Starfall Sky Fire Liquid, it will be more than worth the loss to do so, or keep the pure wood behavior wonderful! As for how the magic weapon should be refined, to be honest, the old man has not refined much in his refining career in the life of Fengsheng wood, which is enough to rank among the top ten, so he must think about it carefully, otherwise he will be blind to such materials!"

"Only the top ten?" As the owner of the magic weapon, when he heard this word, he was naturally a little disappointed, but he didn't expect that this kind of innate spirit wood of more than 7,000 years, even if it was subjected to too little training time due to the ripening of fake jadeite, and there were a lot of impurities left, the ranking was too low.

(The second update, depressed, lost the phone!)