Ten days.

Sikong Ji only used two high-grade medium magic weapons to recruit two cultivators who were cultivating at the fifth level of Xuantian as Dharma protectors, and then spent some spirit stones to hire four clever guys.

The store was also renovated for a while, and after everything was ready, it opened for business.

Sitting at the counter, Sikong Ji displayed all kinds of magic weapons in the store, and he could almost imagine that after the first customer visited, this Lin Zhixuan would become famous on the Hanging Island.

However, for three days in a row, although Lin Zhixuan came with a few people, he didn't buy anything, and just between Sikong Ji's doubts, a Dharma protector told Sikong Ji the truth.

It turned out that the people who came to patronize the shop in front of them were all famous shops on the Hanging Island, and these people were all very professional refiners, and they could see the extraordinary nature of the magic weapon at a glance.

After going back, he reported to the people above, and naturally there were forces to suppress Lin Zhixuan, not only in the rumors of Lin Zhixuan, reselling fakes, but also spreading Lin Zhixuan's magic weapons everywhere were some things that killed people and oversold goods.

Sikong Ji was furious and wanted to find those storefronts to reason, but he was blasted out before he could enter the door. Even if he has a mouth that can break the sky, he is helpless now.

So Sikong Ji began to find the Ethereal Pavilion to refute the rumors, and the Ethereal Pavilion came forward, but the adverse effects that had been caused were still unavoidable, so Lin Zhixuan had a large number of magic weapons, but only scattered monks came in to buy them.

It's not that Sikong Ji has not considered it and suppressed the price, but these magic weapons are really good, not to mention that Lin Fenghan is ashamed, even Sikong Ji himself can't accept it.

As a result, he persisted until the seventh day, and he knew that it was definitely not a way to go on like this, so after thinking for a while, he came to Lin Fenghan's mansion, truthfully reported everything that had happened in these days, and quietly waited for Lin Fenghan's blame.

Lin Fenghan took a sip of high-grade tea, and then said to Sikong Ji: "It's not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself." Now you go to the Ethereal Pavilion first and buy five million catties of Shengang!"

Sikong Ji opened his mouth wide in surprise, Shen Gang is not a good thing, and he is not even willing to mix in the magic weapon. The only advantage of this sinking steel is that it is hard enough and not easy to break, so it is used to build a house or design some decoration objects, but even so, it doesn't take five million catties?

Even though he was puzzled in his heart, he still did it according to Lin Fenghan's request.

One day, when the storage ring containing five million catties of heavy steel was delivered, Lin Fenghan didn't say a word, and stepped into the refining room of the mansion.

"Young Master, who are you?"

Sikong Ji wondered.

Lin Feng smiled coldly and said nothing, so he rolled up his sleeves and flew towards Lin Zhixuan with his empty plan.

After coming to the sky above Lin Zhixuan, Lin Fenghan held the tripod with one hand, attracting many passers-by to hesitate.

Then, Lin Fenghan threw it casually!

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and it suddenly fell in front of Lin Zhixuan's door.

The huge falling sound shook the entire Fang City, and shocked countless monks to fly into the air, flying towards this side one by one, looking up and down Juding with strange eyes.

Dong Guihai, who had been observing Lin Zhixuan's Treasure Pavilion movements for the past few days, hurriedly appeared and asked, "Senior...... You're ......."

Lin Fenghan glanced at it, didn't pay attention to it, but raised his voice and said lightly: "From today onwards, anyone who can lift this tripod will be given a treasure by Lin Zhixuan!

When the words fell, Lin Fenghan stretched out his hand to Sikong Ji behind him.

Sikong Ji suddenly thought of something, and happily sent a treasure and high-grade magic weapon to Lin Fenghan's hands.

Lin Fenghan held the magic weapon, and his voice spread out with the true yuan, "Is anyone willing to try it?"

A treasure of the finest magic!

Countless monks showed greedy eyes, you know, not to mention in the Chaotic Star Sea, even in the rich Nanzhou, a treasure magic weapon can cause a vicious fight.

Even Dong Guihai swallowed his saliva.

"Would anyone like to give it a try?"

The voice raised a lot, and a terrifying momentum emanated invisibly, startling most of the onlookers hurriedly took a few steps back, looked at Lin Fenghan in disbelief, and said in a lost voice: "The power of heaven and earth, Dao Origin Realm monk?!"

Under the intimidation of the Dao Origin Realm, some monks with different intentions all put away their greed.

Deathly silence lasted for a quarter of an hour.

I saw a sturdy man walk out of the crowd, hugged Lin Fenghan with a fist, and asked, "I don't know, are you serious?"

Lin Fenghan raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Every sentence is true, every word is true!"

"Good!"

The sturdy man immediately shouted and said, "I'll give it a try!"

Lin Fenghan said casually: "Please!"

The sturdy man flew towards Juding, and at this time, a large number of onlookers had recognized the identity of the man, the second layer of the Xuantian Realm, refining the power of magic, and having tens of thousands of catties of power in one arm.

Many monks discussed in a whisper, this giant tripod looked almost no different from a large tripod eight feet high, even if a spell was cast, it was estimated that it would not weigh much.

At this time, Sikong Ji began to steal fun, you must know that not long ago, Lin Fenghan asked him to buy five million catties of heavy steel from the Ethereal Pavilion, if this tripod is the product of five million jin of heavy steel refining, there is no Dao Origin Realm cultivation, don't think about lifting this tripod.

Sikong Ji was not wrong, but he didn't expect Lin Fenghan to go even further than he imagined.

Not to mention the use of five million catties of heavy steel, Lin Fenghan deliberately added special techniques to increase the weight of the tripod in the refining process, so the weight of this tripod is not too big or too small to weigh eight million catties. Even the cultivation of the third layer of the Dao Origin Realm is quite difficult.

Lin Fenghan also relied on the power of the Nine Demon Venerable Zhao Lie to reluctantly transport the giant ding.

In the land of Nanzhou, there are not many monks of the third layer of the Dao Origin Realm, but in the Chaotic Star Sea, there are Dao Origin Realm monks, and the number is also limited. And to be able to cultivate to reach the third layer of the Dao Origin Realm, which one is not the respect of a faction, who is idle and panicked, for a treasure magic weapon, come over and compete with a broken Ding?

So the results are obvious.

The strong man thought that it was a matter of lifting this tripod nine out of ten, but the big tripod did not move at all, and he was not even qualified to lift the gap, let alone lift it.

Suddenly his face turned red, the man was about to collapse from exhaustion, and in the end he could only give up, shook his head helplessly, and smiled bitterly at Lin Fenghan: "I'm ashamed, I can't lift it!"

The crowd suddenly exclaimed, but there were still people who were not convinced, and they came out to raise the tripod, and their cultivation became higher and higher, and finally even the monks at the peak of the sixth layer of the Xuantian Realm came out, but the giant tripod still did not move, and no one could lift it up a bit.

With the rapid spread of this news that surprised countless monks, Lin Fenghan handed the treasure magic weapon to Sikong Ji, and his voice sounded loudly: "Lifting the tripod to give the treasure will always be effective! Whoever lifts the tripod in the future, find Sikong Ji to contact me, I will personally give him a treasure magic weapon!"