Although Master Flying Needle is kind-hearted, he is not a fool, seeing his expression, he knows what is being thinking in front of him, and immediately smiled and said: "Why do you need to be like this, the old man has not used magic weapons in his life, even the magic weapons have been refined hundreds, and even the magic weapons of the Yuanying monk have been refined a lot, and it would be good to be ranked in the top ten! Moreover, what the old man just said only refers to the preciousness of a single material, with such a huge number of thirty-six branches of the wind and wood trees, the magic weapon that must be baked must be ......."

The old man stayed in Suyun Mountain for half a month, revolving around the wind and trees all day long, and from time to time he took out some paper to record something, looking like he had nothing outside his heart.

When saying goodbye, Master Flying Needle said something that made Wan Qingping smile: "This kind of spirit wood is rare to encounter a few times in a lifetime, the old man plans to quit other invitations for refining treasures after going back, and spend two years pondering how to refine it, and please wait patiently!"

Two years of dedicating to the refining of a magic weapon, it really deserves to be the refiner who likes flying needles the most! You must know that in the refining of ordinary magic weapons, the refiner will open the furnace after three or two months at most, and this old man with such a famous refining master even takes less time, but the old man gave such a sentence.

As a result, Wan Qingping looked forward to his natal magic weapon even more.

However, during this period, he could not be idle, and two months later, a cyan light flew out of Suyun Mountain and flew towards the depths of Jiuli Mountain.

"Boom-" With the roar of a trembling valley fell, a green shadow quickly shot to the ground, and when the knife fell, a demon beast like an elk that fell in a pool of blood turned into a mess of rotten meat, the fur was stripped off, the muscles and bones were sucked away, the essence blood was put into a porcelain bottle, the demon pill was taken out, and a palm-sized yellow and clear object was also taken out.

Wan Qingping held this yellow and clear block with a proud expression, yes, when he was in the late stage of foundation building, he went to the depths of the Jiuli Mountains with people to explore, and on the way back, he was chased by this fourth-level musk deer all over the mountain, and finally used the means of pressing the bottom of the box with several other Gu masters to barely repel this beast, and now he can easily kill it alone, which is indeed worth rejoicing.

After making a magic decision, he received the powerful Yanyang Hammer in his hand, and then he stroked the magic weapon and muttered to himself: "Demon beasts are demon beasts after all, even if they are level four, as long as they are not a wild alien species, they are not the opponent of the Jindan monk holding the magic weapon!"

The musk in the musk deer's body can be made into incense sticks, which can play a role in concentrating and calming the mind when practicing, and as for the demon pill, it can be made into an intensive cultivation pill, which is also the reason why he made a detour to this small valley to kill it, the fourth-level demon beast is not easy to find, and he also came with the mentality that it is good to have it, and it doesn't matter if there is not, but he didn't expect this musk deer to move the nest at all.

There are a lot of big demons entrenched in the depths of the Jiuli Mountains, and it is not uncommon for a Jindan monk to fall into it if he is not careful, it is not worth it to come here to kill a musk deer, he has other purposes for coming here.

So, after a little meditation, he set up a retreat and flew towards the depths again, and every time he flew out of a hundred miles, he took out his compass and looked at it from time to time, as if he was discerning a certain direction.

After another four or five days, he finally arrived at his destination, looking at the deep stream that meanders and rushes, the thick and short trees growing on both sides of the deep stream, and the volcano that is constantly smoking not far away, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, there was also a trace of emotion in his heart to revisit the old place, remembering that it was from here that he stepped on the first step of the land of Jiuli, it was really a rush of time!

After checking the tree hole at the entrance of the teleportation array, and finding that the mark was still there, Wan Qingping nodded, it seems that no one has been here, and that's good.

However, he didn't come here to specifically check the teleportation array, although with his current formation cultivation, it would not be a problem to repair the unimportant silver line that was cut off by the teleportation array at the beginning, and at the same time, he also had a high-grade spirit stone in hand, but he would not return it to Wandaohai.

If he formed a Yuan Infant, maybe he would do this, but he had only just formed a pill so far, if he passed it back, once he was learned of the traces by the Ghost Tampering Sect, he would be able to resist the swarming pursuit?

This is not a random speculation, through soul searching, I learned that the Three Lives Daoist attaches great importance to the Bai Yugui in his hand, and even at this time, there are Ghost Control Sect monks at the other end of the teleportation array.

I came today to have another important matter, and I saw that the sleeves of his shirt flickered slightly, and a piece of cloth four inches long and one inch wide like a silk book flew out, which was the map taken out of the incense burner.

After looking at it for a while, Wan Qingping muttered to himself: "It's not far, it's twenty miles away!" After speaking, he fled together and went up the deep stream.

"Huh? Nothing! Is there something wrong?" The deep stream here forms a drop several feet high, the surging water is fast and urgent, the sound of the rushing water is endless, and the perennial impact down, causing the stream here to be more deep, just looking at the black, blue, black and blue color is enough to make people creepy.

However, if you are born in Wandao Sea, you have seen a much deeper ocean than this, how can you be afraid of a small deep stream?

After confirming that the map was correct, he hung in the air and thought for a moment, then pinched the law in his hand and shouted: "Water avoidance spell, get up!" The stream rippled, and the person disappeared completely in an instant.

The stream is very deep, and the dive is still bottomless, but Wan Qingping doesn't care, he has formed a golden pill, and he is no longer the little monk who was stationed on the island in the Gan family in order to go to the sea to touch the Lingbei but can only dive two zhang, and the water avoidance spell is blessed by mana, and there is no problem with diving dozens of zhang.

But when he was concentrating on diving, there was something to disturb, only to see a flash of silver luster, a long anaconda snaking towards him, the blood basin mouth is long, full of fangs, it is the most powerful demon beast in the nearby waters, how many creatures have died under its strong and powerful entanglement, it is expected that this "thin" thing that has just been drilled into the water will not be able to escape.

"Little loach, dare to come and disturb Uncle Ben, get out of me!" The thin creature didn't give face, his narrow eyes narrowed, his fingers curled, and a dazzling green light shot over.

Qingmang immediately darkened the moment he shot, but it turned into a small cyan arrow, and its speed suddenly soared, and before the anaconda could react, it burrowed into its bloody mouth.

"Poof-", the small arrow penetrated out from the tail, leaving a blood line behind him, and the overlord-level anaconda in the nearby waters rolled a few times, and because all the organs were disturbed, it finally did not escape the fate of death and annihilation.

"The Jindan period spell is different, the third-level peak demon beast actually killed with one hit, not bad!" Wan Qingping was very satisfied with the first attack spell he cultivated after marrying the Dan, "Swift Shadow Arrow".

Putting the anaconda into his sleeve, he dived to the bottom of the water again, diving down for more than thirty feet, and suddenly he didn't know what he found, his eyes narrowed, and he said something that made people understand: "It's very deep!", and then he sank diagonally.

A dazzling white light flashed, illuminating the pitch-black stream, and when everything was restored to its original state, Wan Qingping was nowhere to be seen.

(I'm so sad that I lost my phone...... ）