The sage peak is full of people, and from a distance, you can see many "Chongtianmen" disciples facing the rising sun, practicing various tricks in the square on the peak. nb。 Around the peak, many young people who have patrolling the mountain are patrolling nearby.

The girl named Feng Fu flew close to the Sage Peak, looked at the hot scene on the peak from a distance, and wanted to inquire about the peak, when she suddenly saw a young mountain patrol brother flying quickly, blocking the way while shouting and stopped: "Who is coming, please stop!"

Seeing a stranger talking to him, Feng Fu's pink face couldn't help but turn red, and she didn't know what to say for a while. In fact, Feng Fu grew up in the fairy world since she was a child, and she has always relied on her father Feng Shu for her life, and rarely interacts with others. When he was growing up, suddenly one day, his father found a booklet out of nowhere, and then took himself away from the crowd and went to the deserted countryside to cultivate. In Feng Fu's memory, his life seemed to have nothing else except for cultivating the "Li Da Witch Spell" and "Witch Heavenly Fire" recorded in that booklet. Not long ago, there was a sudden strong vibration under the stone forest where he was retreating, and a bright red round stone the size of a peach popped out of nowhere. At that time, he had just reached out and grabbed the strange stone, and suddenly he felt a whirlwind of the world, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in this human world.

"Girl, girl?" the mountain patroller's hurried voice called Feng Fu's thoughts back. With a red face, Feng Fu's voice was like a gnat: "Please...... Excuse me...... Is this a sect of the Witch Sect on the top of this mountain?" Feng Fu asked in a low voice, while his right hand subconsciously covered the two things around his waist: a booklet with "Wu Hua Refers to the Heavenly Record" written on it and the bright red cobblestone.

The mountain patrol brother was very taken aback by Feng Fu's question. The "Chongtianmen" of the Sage Peak, one of the three major sects of the Daomen, is unknown to no one in the world, and who does not know? This strange woman in front of her does not even know it! Could it be those poor mountain and wild cultivators?

Thinking like this, the gaze of this mountain patrol brother was slightly disdainful, although it was not too rude to abide by the rules of the door, but his tone had already revealed obvious displeasure: "Are you looking for the Wumen Sect? This mountain patrol brother didn't look like he was going up the mountain to visit, so he said "unaccompanied" and flew back.

"Yangxing Mountain?" Feng Fu's round lips moved slightly, and his eyes looked to the southeast, only to see that the world was open, and the sea of clouds was vast, but Yangxing Mountain didn't know what it looked like. Looking back at those Dao disciples, Feng Yu still wanted to find someone to inquire in detail, but he was afraid of dealing with strangers, so he bit his lip at the moment, and finally flew to the southeast alone.

### ### ####希陀山脉北部, on the edge of a large, tranquil lake, an elegant bamboo house stands on the grass on the shore. The bamboo house by the lake was built by Mu Fan and Yun Wuyi when they were playing here, compared to living in the Yichen Mansion of Mutang Kingdom, Mu Fan and Yun Wuyi prefer an unrestrained Xiuzhen life. At this time, Mu Fan was sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the bamboo house, staring at a dark green stone in front of him without blinking. Yun Wuyi was also sitting on the bamboo chair in front of the door at this time, sewing a piece of green cloth shirt in his hand with stitches and threads.

"Xiao Fan, you've been looking at it for a long time, have you found anything?" Yun Wuyi smiled narrowly, mending the clothes in his hands, and looked at Mu Fan, who was in a daze.

Mu Fan sat on the ground, stretched out his hand to dust off his knees, and said with a depressed expression: "Wuyi, you say, how should this spiritual weapon be refined?

Yun Wuyi smiled and said softly: "Xiao Fan, refining weapons is a university question, do you think you can just inject a little bit of true qi? Xiao Fan, do you know that our 'Chongtianmen' sect has been established for thousands of years, and there are no more than three people in total who have really achieved something on the way to refining weapons......

"Three people?" Mu Fan had never heard Yun Wuyi mention these stories, and asked curiously at the moment, "Which three people?"

Yun Wuyi also stopped what he was doing, and said while thinking: "The first one is naturally our 'Chongtianmen's founding patriarch', Chongtian Zhenren. Back then, the Chongtian Patriarch inadvertently obtained a 'Heavenly Death Stone', and then he jumped into the immortal stream at the foot of the Sage Peak, refining it with the 'Samadhi True Fire' for a full thirty years, and finally refined the rare magic weapon 'Yang Death Leaving the Fire Wheel'......"

"'Yang is away from the fire wheel'?" Mu Fan was slightly surprised, nodded and said, "I seem to have heard the name of this magic weapon somewhere. Well, Wuyi, you go on, who are the second and third refining masters?"

Yun Wuyi glanced at Mu Fan, and said angrily: "I said yes, don't interrupt." He continued: "The second refining master is named Lingyin Zhenren, who is the apprentice grandchild of the Chongtian Patriarch and the third generation of our 'Chongtianmen' head Zhenren. ”

"Lingyin Patriarch?" Mu Fan couldn't help but interrupt again: "It turns out that this Lingyin Patriarch is also a master of refining! Legend has it that he didn't go to the sea area of the extreme east back then, and in the end there was no news?"

Yun Wuyi nodded and replied, "Yes, legend has it that the Lingyin Patriarch went overseas alone in order to find a rare refining material, but I haven't heard from him since. ”

Mu Fan sighed lightly and said, "We can't guess something so long ago. Wuyi, tell me who the third one is. ”

"This third one is amazing. Yun Wuyi's eyes glowed, he stretched out his hand to comb his sideburns, and said slowly with endless thoughts in his voice: "Since the Lingyin Patriarch, although the 'Chongtian Gate' has also produced many disciples who are keen on refining, their achievements are not very high, and they can only refine some ordinary flying swords and the like. Until hundreds of years ago, there was a younger brother named Wei Jingzhen in this door......"

"Huh?" When he heard this name, Mu Fan couldn't help but be surprised, and even said: "I seem to have heard this name mentioned by people a lot, and I always feel very familiar in my heart. Wuyi, tell me quickly, what is the ability of this Wei Jingjing?"

Yun Wuyi's thoughts returned to the carefree days of his youth, looking at the floating clouds in the sky, and said with infinite longing: "Wei is stunned...... He is the only brother of Uncle Yuanxu, and he is also my junior brother. Before he was expelled from the 'Chongtian Gate', he had only spent less than three months on the Sage Peak. Although the days of going up the mountain to learn art were so short, he defeated the current 'Heavenly God Sect' sect master Leng Ru Bing in the Dao competition of that year. After leaving the 'Chongtian Gate', on the Yangxing Mountain on the edge of the Nanmang jungle, he created a 'Spirit Servant Palace' vein belonging to the Wumen!"

With a faint smile on the corner of Yun Wuyi's mouth, his gaze turned to Mu Fan's face, and he chuckled: "Xiao Fan, in fact, you and Senior Brother Wei look very similar." ”

As the two were talking, Mu Fan's heart suddenly jumped, and there seemed to be something in the direction of the corner of his eye, which made his vision extremely uncomfortable.

Mu Fan stood up from the ground suddenly, and Yun Wuyi and Yun Wuyi were taken aback at the same time. I saw a handsome young man dressed in black, standing three feet away from the two of them, holding the dark green "ink mushroom stone" in his hand to watch carefully.

Mu Fan and Yun Wuyi's faces changed color at the same time, and they exclaimed, "Who are you?" "When did you come?"

It's terrifying! With Yun Wuyi's cultivation in the Second Tribulation Realm, and with Mu Fan's astonishing insight, he couldn't even feel the appearance of this person.

This figure that suddenly appeared was none other than the Asura Demon God who had teleported over. Under the surprised gaze of Mu Fan and Yun Wuyi, I saw him casually respond without raising his head: "Your divine sense is too weak, I've been here for a while." As he spoke, he tossed the heavy "Ink Mushroom Stone" in his hand, and asked with a slight increase in the corners of his mouth: "You two, who will make the 'Sun-shaking Demon Heavenly Technique'?"

"You?" The Asura Demon God's gaze first fell on Yun Wuyi, and then looked at Mu Fan and said, "Or you?"

Mu Fan was about to ask about the origin of the person in front of him, when he was suddenly swept away by Asura's gaze, and suddenly a feeling of palpitations rose in his heart, and he felt extremely difficult to breathe for a moment, and at the same time, his legs began to tremble slightly, and even standing like this normally seemed to have consumed considerable strength.

"No...... Not bad...... I...... I will. Mu Fan tried his best to answer. At this time, he was extremely worried, worried that the guy in front of him who seemed to have bad intentions would hurt Yun Wuyi, and he only hoped that the man in black was just passing by by accidentally.

"It's just wonderful. As the corners of the Asura Demon God's mouth raised slightly, Mu Fan suddenly felt the pressure on his body loosen.

The Asura Demon God glanced at the two of them, and said pretentiously: "Not bad, not bad." It seems that I have come to the right place this time, you not only have the 'Ink Mushroom Stone' here, but also the 'Sun Shaking Demon Heavenly Technique'. Great, I'm staying here for the time being!"

After the Asura Demon God finished speaking, he gently threw the palm-sized "Ink Mushroom Stone" with his hand, and walked straight into the small bamboo house where Mu Fan and Yun Wuyi lived, and as soon as he stepped into the threshold with his front feet, the Asura Demon God suddenly turned around and smiled evilly at the two of them: "Don't leave here for the time being, lest I be easy to find!"

Mu Fan only felt that when he was swept by the gaze of the Asura Demon God, his heart "suddenly" jumped violently, as if he couldn't hold back and was about to come out of his mouth, and he couldn't help but be horrified. But later, when he saw that the Asura Demon God had occupied the house of his husband and wife, the fear in his heart suddenly turned into anger, and he was about to break into the bamboo house with a bite of his silver teeth and drive this uninvited guest away.

At this time, Mu Fan only felt that his wrist was tight, and a delicate and warm feeling came, and Mu Fan didn't need to look at it to already know that it was Yun Wuyi who pulled him.

"Xiaofan, don't be impulsive. Yun Wuyi looked at Mu Fan who turned around with a worried face, and persuaded softly: "Although that person is unreasonable, he doesn't seem to have any ill will towards us. Since he wants to live in that house, we might as well let him live in it, and this place is empty anyway, and we can build another one. Feeling the worried mood in Yun Wuyi's eyes, Mu Fan had no choice but to nod.

The next morning, the air was fresh. After Mu Fan got up from the newly built bamboo house, he was about to go to the lake to get a few fish and stew a pot of fresh fish soup for Yun Wuyi, when he suddenly felt a chill rising behind him, and even his scalp felt a little numb. Mu Fan turned around abruptly and found that the black-clothed Asura Demon God was standing behind him, looking at him thoughtfully.

Seeing this guy, Mu Fan immediately became angry and yelled: "Hey, who are you guys? Also, can you say it first when you appear?"

"Xiao Fan, what's wrong?" Hearing Mu Fan's roar outside the house, Yun Wuyi asked anxiously in the house.

"Nothing. Mu Fan replied hurriedly.

The Asura Demon God looked at Mu Fan's eyes and smiled lightly: "As a demon disciple, now that you have seen me, should you also call me 'Lord Demon Venerable'?"

"I'm a disciple of the Dao Sect, and the Demon Sect method is just a concurrent cultivation!" Mu Fan snorted coldly and said, "You explain to me first, why did you occupy my house yesterday for no reason, and you also took my 'Ink Mushroom Stone'?

As soon as the words came out, Mu Fan was already secretly on guard, for fear that the terrifyingly strong guy in front of him would suddenly burst out and hurt people. Unbeknownst to him, the Asura Demon God just smiled and said, "Of course I won't find you for no reason. You remember for me, my name is Asura, and I am the strongest of the four demon gods in the upper realm. ”

Seeing Mu Fan's blank eyes, the Asura Demon God smiled again and shook his head: "I'm going to tell you this now, I'm afraid you won't understand." I'll just tell you briefly, the reason why I'm coming to you is because your 'Sun-Shaking Demon Heavenly Technique' can help me refine the 'Earth Net Heavenly Luo Sword' to perfection. ”

"'Earth Net Tianluo Sword'? refining ...... Refining...... Sword?" Mu Fan suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, is it ...... Do you know how to refine weapons?"

The Asura Demon God smiled conceitedly and said slowly, "Refining weapons is the greatest interest of my Asura in my life. As long as you help me successfully refine the magic sword, in exchange, I will teach you the 'Demon Refining Chapter', the method of refining weapons that I have studied all my life, what do you think?"

"Demon Refining...... Chapter?"

Looking at the calm eyes of the Asura Demon God, Mu Fan secretly thought: "This person's strength is already so strong, his refining method must not be bad, if I learn it, it will not be a bad thing." ”

After thinking about it in a pretentious gesture, a satisfied smile appeared on Mu Fan's face, and he said to the Asura Demon God: "This exchange is very fair. Okay, I promise you!"

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