"Blood Demon Sect, the first half of the Blood Demon Recipe...... Isn't that what I'm cultivating? It's just ...... Because I have a trace of demon god blood, my four blood demons have become four holy beasts?"

"Did the master tear up the first half of their Blood Demon Technique? It should be, isn't it...... Is this still controlled by the Luo Tian family?" Chen Fan shook his head, obviously not wanting to think about it anymore.

"What do you want?"

As soon as Mo Lao heard this, he knew that the transaction was promising, and his expression was overjoyed.

"The refining method of the Purple Extreme Golden Sword!Exchange the core Dao method of my Blood Cloth Sect, let you condense the body of the blood demon and double your strength!"

"After I break through the Immortal Pavilion and realize the first half of the book, I will trade with you!" Chen Fan nodded, delaying for a while.

"Don't be in a hurry, you are not a thing in the pool, sooner or later you will show your true might. Mo Lao laughed when he heard this, and took Chen Fan to the Qianxuan Mountain where the refining weapon was refined.

Qianxuan Mountain, as seen by the eye, was like a sharp sword inserted into these mountains, full of momentum! Many disciples on the mountain saw Mo Lao coming and saluted one after another.

"Old Ancestor Mo!"

"Second Ancestor!"

I don't know if it's because Chen Fan agreed, Mo Lao was full of smiles all the way, and nodded with a smile to every disciple who saluted.

It took a full hour for Chen Fan to be taken to the Qianxuan Hall, and looking at the dense array of various magic weapons and spiritual weapons around him, Chen Fan's eyes were about to pop out.

"This ...... I'm afraid that the Autumn Dream Sect can't compare!" Chen Fan looked at the walls around him, which were full of spiritual weapons and some magic weapons that were about to reach the spiritual weapon level.

"Now I know why my Bloody Cloth Sect is interested in your method of refining the Purple Pole Golden Sword, right? We have enough strength to refine it in large quantities, as long as there is enough time, my Bloody Cloth Sect will let all the disciples have a set of thirty-two basic Purple Pole Golden Sword, and the combat power will be directly doubled, even if the seven major forces join forces, it is impossible to easily suppress my Bloody Cloth Sect!"

As Mo Lao was talking, a surprised voice came from behind him, and the two of them immediately turned their heads to look.

"Old Mo, how can you have time to come to Qianxuan Mountain?"

An old red-faced man dressed in tatters, with only one arm and unkempt hair, was only about ten zhang away from the two of them, looking at Mo Lao in surprise and ignoring Chen Fan.

"Coffin, I've sent you a baby!" Mo Lao smiled slightly, not caring at all that the man was unkempt and dirty, and took the initiative to walk over and pull his only remaining left hand, pointing at Chen Fan to speak.

He ...... No, the heart is not quiet, and it is difficult to make achievements on the way to refining!"

The one-armed old man called the coffin glanced at Chen Fan, a flash of golden light flashed in his eyes, and then shook his head and spoke.

Chen Fan was a little curious, how could this person see at a glance that his heart was not quiet, after all, his heart was never above these paths, and he couldn't help but look at this person a few more times.

"This later life is on the way to refining weapons, there are unique things, you will know it slowly, isn't it just that your heart is not quiet?

Mo Lao said with a smile on his face and squeezed his eyebrows at the coffin, and then directly left Chen Fan alone, and did not listen to the coffin's words, and left directly.

"People are handed over to you, how to teach it is your business!"

The coffin smiled helplessly, looking at Mo Lao's back and shaking his head secretly.

"Play this trick again......" The coffin said helplessly, and then looked at Chen Fan.

"What's your name, kid?"

"Junior, Chen Fan, meet the senior!" Chen Fan suppressed the curiosity in his heart and bowed respectfully.

"Well, you and I don't have to be restrained, just call me Uncle Coffin in the future. The coffin smiled, turned and walked out of the main hall and into the mountains.

"Still not coming along?"

Chen Fan was still distracted, and when he heard the urging of the coffin, he hurriedly trotted towards the coffin.

"I prefer to be quiet, so I rarely take the initiative to bring people, you are the one hundred and ninety-eighth I have ever brought......"

"Uncle Wait a minute, you rarely take the initiative to bring people...... And brought close to two hundred?" Chen Fan looked at the coffin with a serious face, and there was a roar in his head.

"That's right, the one hundred and ninety-seven before you were all thrown to me like this, and most of them begged to be replaced in less than three months, and the longest was only three years. The coffin nodded, with a serious expression.

"Why?" Chen Fan was full of doubts.

"The heart is not quiet!" said the coffin, shaking its head and not wanting to talk more.

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, followed him silently all the way, and walked around for a long time before he came to a low peak.

The hill was full of peach trees in full bloom, pink and beautiful! Especially the peach tree on the top of the hillside was the largest and the most blooming! But strangely enough, the branches of the tree were wrapped with red ribbons!

"Is it good-looking, although this peach forest is only a small ten miles, but the scenery is not bad, and the fruit after the flowers fall, the most delicious, look at the flowering situation this year, it will be a few months, you can eat peaches, you can taste more when the time comes." The coffin looked at the ten-mile peach forest, opened his mouth to Chen Fan like a memory, and then walked into the cave next to it.

Chen Fan's eyes were full of curiosity, a monk, who would be bored enough to plant so many peach trees next to the cave mansion, at least he wouldn't!

"Aren't all monks focused on the Great Dao......? Didn't you move the heart of mortal dust?" Chen Fan underestimated in his heart, and silently followed the coffin into the cave.

As soon as he entered the eyes, there were all kinds of random spiritual weapons everywhere, which looked very messy, but Chen Fan looked around carefully, and none of them were magic weapons, all of them had reached the level of spiritual weapons!

"Come, come with me. The coffin opened his mouth indifferently, walking on these spiritual artifacts at will, not caring about the value of these, as if walking on a road full of dead leaves!

Every time he stepped on it, there was a clanging sound of spiritual weapons colliding, but he didn't hesitate to pause, and walked straight into a room.

After Chen Fan thought about it, he also followed his example, he didn't care about these spirit weapons at all, and walked over exactly where he walked, and followed the coffin into a room.

"Not stupid. ”

On the way, hearing what the coffin said, Chen Fan understood that his thoughts were right, this was a test of his carefulness!

Above the room, there are bright night pearls, making the whole room extremely bright, and in the middle of the room is a huge refining furnace, black and flashing with black light!

It is surrounded by seven huge shelves with precious spars or iron ore.

"Uncle coffin, why don't you use a storage bag to contain these?" Chen Fan spoke directly.

"Pour

Even if it is straightforward, personal preference, and also for convenience, storage bags are storage bags after all, even if they are the best, it is difficult to take out more than five different items at the same time. ”

The coffin replied briefly, and then told Chen Fan the names and attributes of these refining items, what they were used for, and what they would conflict with......

Not only listening, but the coffin would also ask a few questions from time to time for Chen Fan to answer, which was naturally nothing at first.

This listening was to hear that Chen Fantou was groggy when he heard it the morning of the second day, and he felt like he had lost half of his soul.

But Chen Fan, who seemed to be very satisfied with this state, still talked tirelessly, enjoyed it, and poured a lot of basic knowledge into Chen Fan, regardless of whether he could stand it or not.

Chen Fan wanted to speak several times, but looking at the coffin's radiant appearance, he still didn't open his mouth after hesitating.

survived the second half of the night like this, fortunately he was a monk, if it was an ordinary person, his spirit was not strong, and he would have fallen asleep a long time ago!

"Chen Fan, don't get distracted, what I'm talking to you about is the basics, don't be wrong, once you are wrong, the consequences are terrible!" The coffin held back a smile, made a look of thinking about you, and gently patted Chen Fan's head with his left hand.

"Coffin Master......" Chen Fan saw his appearance, his heart was ruthless, and he directly made a weak appearance, gritted his teeth and fell back, lying on the ground with his eyes closed, making a coma.

"Faint? shouldn't it, isn't this kid quite strong, at least he can last two hours?" The coffin glanced at Chen Fan with some suspicion, and the two dark eyes turned a little funny.

"Forget it, for the sake of you, you are the one who has lasted the longest among all the people who have come here, and I will let you go today!" After the coffin finished speaking, a little Chen Fan, a soft spiritual power flew out, gently lifted Chen Fan, and flew to the empty room next door, lying on the huge round futon.

Then he flicked his sleeves, closed the stone door of the room, tinkled up, and began to refine the spiritual weapon.

Chen Fan saw the stone door slowly closing, not to mention how happy he was, as soon as he was excited, he fainted......

This time, it was the most comfortable time for him to faint, Chen Fan felt that all parts of his body were moaning comfortably, especially his spirit, which was about to fly comfortably when he was unconscious!

Outside the coffin's cave, Mo Lao checked all this with his divine sense, and then nodded with satisfaction, and then broke a branch full of peach blossoms, and smelled the slightly light fragrance of flowers.

"Peach Blossom Affection, you still haven't been able to calm down after all! If you calm down, even if it's an immortal weapon, you will definitely be able to refine it!"

Mo Lao muttered, dug a small pit with his own hands, buried this branch in it, and when he covered it with soil and got up, this branch grew rapidly, but in a moment it became a small one that was not tall or short, the same height as the peach tree next to it!

"Hey......" Mo Lao looked at the peach tree that had grown in a moment and shook his head.

"After all, I still can't forget ......"

With that, he turned and left the hill. The breeze blew gently and blew off some peach blossoms, but it was also instantaneous, and the peach blossoms bloomed in an instant, as if they had never fallen, which was very weird!

And when you look closely at this peach forest, you can't see a single bird or an insect, only the little sound of the wind blowing the branches!