"Oh no......" Wang Yuanze panicked, and his consciousness was instantly disrupted.

The last step of refining the magic weapon is to input a large amount of Yuan Qi to stabilize the formation, and the general refiner will put down the Yuan Gathering Array when refining the weapon to stabilize the aura, and the brave ones will crush the Yuan Stone at the last moment to prevent the surrounding Yuan Qi from rioting.

Although Wang Yuanze knew this step, he was so obsessed with it that he forgot it.

But at the moment when his divine consciousness was disrupted, a divine sense in the Soul Devouring Bead of the Eyebrow Bead fell on the flying sword, guiding the Yuan Qi to carve the last rune in an instant.

As the formation was completely sealed, the small wooden sword suddenly shone brightly, and three formations and seven or eight runes appeared on the surface of the wooden sword, and began to frantically absorb the vitality gathered in the air.

"Whew~~" Wang Yuanze let out a long breath and couldn't help wiping the sweat rolling down his forehead.

Although the divine consciousness that suddenly appeared on Wang Yuanze's body was very weak, and it disappeared quickly, only half a breath before and after, but it made a powerful divine consciousness that had been lurking in the room keenly perceived.

In the silent cave hundreds of miles away, the middle-aged man screamed in surprise and almost fell to the ground with a pestle, but when he released his divine sense again and searched back and forth in Wang Yuanze's room, he could no longer feel the slightest breath.

"What happened?" said an old voice again.

"I didn't ...... It's okay...... I was suddenly a little uneasy!" The middle-aged man quickly shook his head.

"You have already passed the spirit period, how can you be restless, just don't stay in the cave every day to do penance, this Dan Conference will be taken care of by you!"

"Yes!" the middle-aged man stood up with a wry smile.

The divine sense that suddenly appeared on Wang Yuanze's body was very sudden, but he didn't know if it was his slightest delusion or something else, and he always felt a very familiar feeling.

But it's impossible to think about it, so I didn't say it.

"Thank you seniors for your help, otherwise this magic weapon will be useless!"

In the room of the Dao Academy, at this time, Wang Yuanze had an extra green flying sword in his hand, about a foot long, and the whole body exuded a faint fluctuation of vitality, communicating slightly with his divine sense, and as the formation inside was activated, the flying sword suddenly grew to more than a meter long and slowly floated.

"Hahahaha, it's finally successful!" Wang Yuanze jumped up excitedly.

"The ghost laughed in the middle of the night, the old man had never seen such a garbage magic weapon!"

"Hehe!" Wang Yuanze didn't care, he laughed a few times and withdrew his sense, and the flying sword returned to its original state and fell from the air, and was caught in Wang Yuanze's hand.

Wu Yazi is a heavenly immortal, and all he has seen is the kind of magic weapon that destroys the world and destroys the earth, so he naturally looks down on this kind of first-order magic weapon, but for Wang Yuanze, this is the first magic weapon in the real sense of his immortal life, and it is also a flying sword, and the most important thing is that he made it himself, which is of great significance.

The magic weapon was refined, Wang Yuanze was also sleepy, walked out of the room with the flying sword, pinched the magic trick and began to practice in the courtyard, and the brilliance released by the sword and the sound of crackling and chopping flowers and trees woke up Su Xiaolian and Fan Tong next door.

"Master, your flying sword has been successfully refined!" Looking at the flying sword flying back and forth in the air, Su Xiaolian was inexplicably surprised, and her eyes were full of little stars.

"Hey, a first-order flying sword, it's so ugly, don't even give it to me!" Fan Tong yawned and went back to sleep.

Wang Yuanze: ......

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On the last day before the Fendan Conference, Wang Yuanze took Fan Tong to the trading conference early in the morning.

A flying sword was successfully refined, and he suddenly became very interested in refining weapons, and decided to go to the market to collect a few more first-order spiritual materials to practice his hands.

Although the magic weapon is not as much as possible, there must be a few things to be around, just like Liu Chenfeng, Lu Yun and others, although they are casual cultivation, they seem to be miserable on weekdays, but in fact, they have accumulated for dozens or hundreds of years, and there are still a lot of good things on the body, and there are several magic weapons for various offensive and defensive auxiliaries.

An immortal who doesn't have a few magic weapons and is still called a fart.

Although this flying sword is very frustrating and ugly, in the eyes of mortals, it is also an extremely tall fairy treasure.

And the market on this last day is also more lively, there are a lot more stalls than yesterday, and there are many big sects that directly release palace-like magic weapons, and one by one the palace houses with the names of various sects directly form a street in the venue.

This is not only a trading conference, but also a strength competition.

Some of them released the houses and palaces, but also tied a powerful spirit beast to the door, and the entire venue flickered and churned, and the vitality surged straight into the sky, stirring up the vibrations of thousands of miles.

"As the premier gathering in China, the Fendan Conference really deserves its name. ”

Although Fan Tong looked down on Wang Yuanze's flying sword, he couldn't help but sigh again and again at the style of this trading conference.

Originally, the flying boat of his Fan's trading house was quite atmospheric here a few days ago, but now compared with these palace magic weapons, it is completely like an ugly duckling.

And the arrival of these large-scale immortal gates has also slowly pushed the Fen Dan Conference to a climax, they have brought a large number of exquisite magic weapons and high-quality elixirs, as well as a variety of rare materials and spirit beasts and monsters, and even Xianmen on-site recruitment of all kinds of talents, bustling and lively.

Wang Yuanze only watched the pomp of the large-scale immortal gate, and basically couldn't afford the things inside, or Wang Yuanze couldn't use it for the time being.

A few days ago, the trade fair was mainly dominated by scattered cultivators from all over the world, and occasionally there were some small sects like Liu Chenfeng, which only had one or two immortals per sect, and these scattered cultivators came a month or two or even half a year ago, and after the end of the Fendan Conference, they would have to stay here for a long time before they slowly dispersed.

And the items sold in these casual cultivation transactions are also mostly entry-level materials such as Kaiyuan Realm, all of which are first-order and second-order varieties, and there are very few things in the True Yuan Realm, and the price is not too expensive, such as the Guiyuan Pill sold by Shen Yuanqiu, the second-grade entry-level elixir, because of its special effect, the price of five thousand is already considered to be above average, and the storage ring that Wang Yuanze bought yesterday, the Jade God Sect will not even put it out at all, and the casual cultivation basically can't afford it, and the big dogs who can afford it will come to the door to buy it themselves.

But once the Fen Dan Conference began, with the gradual arrival of the large and medium-sized immortal sects of the Nine Sects and the Thirteen Sects, the trade fair really entered the lively stage, these famous sects are both sellers and consumers, with great consumption potential, and the Fen Dan Conference once every ten years is also a procurement event for these large sects, basically one time will purchase to complete the consumption of ten years, all kinds of pill materials magic weapons are millions or even tens of millions of yuan of stone purchases.

Therefore, among the shops on this large shopping street that only appeared today, there are a large number of second- and third-grade elixirs, and second- and third-order materials that are rarely seen on weekdays also abound.

Two days ago, the third-order snow demon bat in Wang Yuanze's hand was still a rare treasure here, but today, dozens of third-order demon beasts appeared at once, among which there were even terrifying varieties whose strength was comparable to that of the Spirit Realm, and the huge body was placed on the street with thousands of holes, attracting tens of thousands of immortals to watch and admire, and the strong demonic aura exuded from the demon beast made the immortal spirit trembling with a slightly lower cultivation and chilling in the bottom of his heart.

The price of good things is naturally high, with prices of tens of thousands abounding, and the price of many items is often tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions.

Although Fan Tong is the young master of Fan's firm, there is no shortage of ordinary money, but Yuanshi is still shy in his pocket, and he shivered while walking beside Wang Yuanze, and he flowed a whole street.

Compared with Fan Tong's performance, Wang Yuanze was more calm.

And he felt more and more that this immortal cultivator was not the same as he understood, it was not a day long in the deep mountains and old forests meditating and practicing hard life, just like the mundane, it was still a world of comparison and strength.

"Look, the earth immortal seniors are here!"

As someone exclaimed, countless people looked up at the sky, only to see that the sky above the market suddenly shone brightly, and in an instant, a hundred-meter-long sword qi tore through the sky, and a black-bearded man wearing a purple robe and a jade crown device stepped out of the void in one step, and the aura around the robe rolled, conjuring up all kinds of flowers, birds, insects, fish and cloud patterns, and with him, there were several young men and women, all of whom were also graceful and suave, and their vitality fluctuated strongly, and their cultivation would not be too low at a glance.

"Sure enough, it's the predecessor of the Spirit Transformation Realm!" Fan Tong drooled.

"It's Zhong Wuyan of the Iron Sword Gate!"

"It's really Zhong Zhenren!"

"I heard that I got a strange fate in the underground palace at the last Fen Dan Conference, but I didn't expect to become a senior in the spirit realm in just ten years!"

"That's divine blood, Lao Tzu can refine qi and transform gods with a drop!"

Some people in the crowd recognized this Spirit Realm immortal who appeared in the wind, and they exclaimed one by one and were excited.

"Zhong Wuyan has seen all the Taoist friends, tomorrow there will be a small trade fair and Taoist meeting in the Iron Sword Pavilion, and I also invite the Taoist friends above the True Yuan Realm to come and participate, and say goodbye!"

Zhong Wuyan left a word, and with a wave of his sleeves, a group of people in the sky instantly lost their figures.

"Teleportation, this is definitely a teleportation dafa, and only the predecessors of the Spirit Realm can cast it!"

"Across the world, coming and going without a trace, this is the real free world!"

"So arrogant, so domineering!"

"Hehe, it is indeed arrogant and domineering, the predecessors of the Nine Sects and Thirteen Sects of the Spirit Realm, not to mention hundreds of people, are not as arrogant as him!"

"So what, others have the capital to be arrogant!"

"Hmph, ten years ago, he was only in the True Yuan Realm, a little worse than the old man, but he just relied on a drop of divine blood......"

An old man with a scruffy beard beside Wang Yuanze rolled his eyes and snorted.

"What the predecessor said was sour, and chance is also a kind of cultivation!" Fan Tong retracted his eyes and pouted.

"Boy, you, a junior in the Kaiyuan Realm, dare to talk to the old man like this?" the old man's face flushed.

"Hehe, look at your age, respect your seniors, don't rely on the old and sell the old, my master Yuding is also a real person in the Spirit Realm, do you want to go crazy with him!" Fan Tong sneered.

When the old man heard this, he immediately wilted, and quickly laughed a few words and slipped into the crowd.