The wall pointed to by Huo'er's little claws was mottled and broken, and it was obvious that there were many spells bombarded on it, and there were still countless deep sword marks that swept across the country, which showed the fierceness of the battle here back then. At the top right of the ruined stone wall hangs a picture as wide as a cicada's wings. Frowning, he leaped up, and Gan Ping's hand grabbed the black nail that had pinned the picture to it, and pulled it off with a single pull.

Looking at it in the palm of his hand, Gan Ping realized that something was wrong. Where is a picture in his hand, it is clearly a scroll-shaped magic weapon that has been cut open, and the dark thing nailed to it is not a nail, but a short blade. Gently stroking the scroll of the slow-drawn mountains and rivers on it, Gan Ping's heart turned up a shocking wave. He had already seen the line of small characters engraved on the scroll of this magic weapon, Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Map.

As a disciple of the refining master Mo Yifeng, how could Gan Ping not know about this prestigious ancient magic weapon. Legend has it that this Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram was originally an immortal weapon, the original owner was a Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortal, with this powerful immortal treasure, this ancient power has survived this catastrophe one after another, as long as it is experienced again, it can be promoted to the Golden Immortal Fruit Position.

However, for the last catastrophe, this scattered immortal encountered a great enemy of life, when the human race was in the ascendant, but this scattered immortal was a demon cultivator, and several times he tried to obstruct the oppression of the human race on the demon race, and finally annoyed the human king in that area. In that ancient flood era, this Tianfu Continent was not what it is now, the kingdoms were divided into immortals and demons, and the major middle gates secretly controlled the secular realms. At that time, there was no distinction between immortals and demons, and the king of a generation was the suzerain of all human monks, leading the human monks under his command to resist the ravages of the desolate beasts.

Twilight Yuntian, the co-master of the human race of that generation, the king of the human race, led the thirty-six scattered immortal masters, coupled with his own cultivation of the immortals, besieged it at the time of the tribulation of the scattered immortal demon clan, this demon cultivation is really extraordinary, the scattered immortal cultivation of the nine tribulations, only one step away from the golden immortal fruit position, is not trivial, under the catastrophe, he actually killed sixteen human race scattered immortals, and finally was turned into powder by the thunder. At that time, the human race was prosperous, and the way of heaven made it, and no one could reverse this trend, although this demon immortal was strong, but it was nothing more than a violation of the number of days.

It was also in that battle that the genius of Dusk Cloud truly established his position as the co-master of the human race, and even captured the natal magic weapon of this world-shattering demon immortal, which was this Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram. It's a pity that before the demon cultivator died, this treasure map stimulated his own potential and forcibly activated the forbidden method in it, which caused the vitality of this immortal weapon to be greatly damaged, even if he made up for it afterwards, it also fell to the first order and became a superb treasure.

But even so, this Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram is not an ordinary superb magic weapon that can be compared, although the strength is greatly damaged, but the material of this treasure map itself is a real immortal material, Twilight Yuntian does not know how many desolate beasts he has killed with this extraordinarily powerful magic weapon, and his soul is incorporated into the diagram to enhance the power of the magic weapon. Later, Twilight Cloud Sky flew to the fairy realm, but this picture was handed down. It's a pity that the treasure is ill-fated, and under the repeated coincidences, this treasure map was hit hard again, fell to the first order again, and became a magic weapon for overclocking.

Since then, although this treasure map is mostly in the hands of people, it is difficult to repair it, after all, the material of this immortal artifact is not the mortal fire in the world that can be tempered and forged, so it can only be passed down from generation to generation. It wasn't until 19,000 years ago that it fell into the hands of a man named Huizhong, and he disappeared without a trace.

Gan Ping's eyes flashed, could it be that among the three corpses he had just seen, one of them was the Venerable Master Huizhong? Looking at the obviously broken Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Map in his hand, Gan Ping couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, but this treasure map was ill-fated, and it was actually injured repeatedly, and now it was so badly damaged, it was obvious that the machine spirits in it had dissipated. The danger species is taking pity on this treasure, this treasure map seems to know Gan Ping's thoughts, and a faint sense of induction came, which made Gan Ping a little stunned, and hurriedly entered the true yuan into it, and his mind slowly probed in.

This broken Guiyuan Immortal Mountain Diagram emitted bursts of cheerful induction, but it was a little intermittent, and the follow-up was weak. Hurriedly took off the short blade inserted on it, and didn't have time to take a closer look, and threw it aside, Binghuo Yuangang roared out, took out a ball of colorful silkworm silk produced in the extreme north from the ring, and even took out several precious ore materials, which melted into a ball in less than a moment, and flew towards the hole on the map of Guiyuan Immortal Mountain.

As if sensing these precious materials, the treasure map hummed and incorporated the liquid into the map, and in an instant the treasure map was as clean as new. I really guessed correctly, the spirit in this soil did not dissipate, but was extremely weak because of the heavy injury. Just now, Gan Ping was the method of repairing the refining weapon of the Yufeng line of the operation committee, and repaired this treasure map, because he didn't understand the formation depiction on the Guiyuan Immortal Mountain map, so Gan Ping refined some materials alone, and let this magic weapon refine and repair it by itself.

Gan Ping felt bursts of joy and gratitude, and the thoughts that came from the earth gradually fell silent, and no matter how much he called, he did not respond. It seems that the machine spirit in this picture, after so many years, has almost reached the verge of dissipation, and after Gan Ping's actions, it has finally recovered some and began to slowly fall asleep and regain its strength. Gan Ping pursed his lips, as a disciple of Mo Yifeng, he still knew this, and after rolling up this treasure map and putting it away, he turned his gaze to the other side.

Gan Ping knew that although it seemed that this treasure map was being repaired at the moment, it was only a superficial phenomenon, and the spirit in this treasure map was sleeping, and if he wanted to use this treasure, he would have to keep collecting all kinds of precious materials in the future, and after refining it, he would be able to integrate it into this treasure map, so as to show the power of this magic weapon. In fact, among the materials left by Bu Yizhen and Xuan Mingzi, there are also a lot of treasures, even among the relics left by these three people just discovered, there are also many materials that make Mo Yifeng drool, but Gan Ping's Binghuo Yuangang is not Mahayana, how difficult it is to refine these materials that are as high as a grade or super grade, so Gan Ping has no choice but to look at Baoxing and sigh.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the short blade that he had just thrown aside because he was in a hurry, and Gan Ping's eyes were a little straight. The dark-colored, plain short blade was actually inserted diagonally on the stone slab, you must know that just now I threw it casually, this short blade actually cut through the hard stone slab with only the gravity of its own fall, and the sharpness is really too scary, right?

Gan Ping, but until here, how hard the stone is, how dense it is. A stone table almost made a clown, if you talk about it, the hardness of this floor can be compared to the body of the mountain sword. The hardness of the fourth-order material was actually pierced lightly by this short blade, and Gan Ping's heart was hot, and it seemed that he had picked up a treasure.

Carefully holding the hilt, Gan Ping didn't dare to underestimate this inconspicuous short blade now, and hurriedly put it in front of him and carefully examined it. To Gan Ping's disappointment, it was clear that the short blade was used by the Wu Clan in terms of style, and it didn't seem to be able to be used like a flying sword by himself. Flipping his hand, Gan Ping took out a piece of first-grade azure steel mother, azure steel mother, a rare material that could only appear after tens of thousands of years of azure steel veins close to the edge of the earth fire.

This azure steel is already a second-grade refining material, and it is a precious material that everyone wants in the cultivation world, and this azure steel mother is even more amazing. Because it has been refined by tens of thousands of years of earth fire, this azure steel mother is abnormally hard, and it is a rare material for refining a flying sword magic weapon, even if it is a net worth of Xuan Mingzi, there are only a few pieces of this treasure. Such a hard and abnormal material, with the current Gan Ping's Binghuo Yuangang, it is still impossible to refine it.

Holding a section of the azure steel mother, the other hand held the short blade, and lightly sharpened, the hard azure steel mother that everyone admired actually broke in response, and when it fell on the stone slab with a bang, leaving the stunned Gan Ping holding the short blade, in a daze at the smooth and glorious stubble.