After ten days of confinement, it is natural that someone will bring food to Fang Yuhan to eat, after all, he is the realm of perfection in the foundation building period, and he can't do it without food.

Although the food sent over was only one person's amount, Fang Yuhan gave some to Qianmo to eat. At first, Qianmo didn't eat because she was angry, but seeing that Fang Yuhan ate deliciously, the two of them ate one person's meal for two days in a row, and finally asked the person who delivered the meal to add one.

Before thinking about the wall, although it was boring, Fang Yuhan and Qianmo were both idle masters, the two of them laughed and played here all day long, and when someone came to see, they pretended to face the wall.

Facing the wall like this, the two of them seemed to go out to play, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

Fang Yuhan returned to the Fire Spirit Pavilion, climbed up the volcano, and saw that the deputy pavilion master of the fire worker was drinking, and immediately took the wine jar and poured it down himself, the hot and spicy taste spread from the throat to the stomach, and then there was a strong rush up, the blood all over his body ignited, Fang Yuhan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted: "Good wine!"

"Boys like spirits too?" laughed the fireman.

Fang Yuhan said: "Ordinary wine doesn't taste good, by the way, your wine is in the flavor building!"

"Good boy, it seems that I have been going over there a lot, and my tongue is quite sensitive!" said the fireman.

Fang Yuhan said with a smile: "Actually, I've only been to it once, how can we poor people go to that kind of place often?"

Huogong said: "I heard that you have taken a lot of money in a cave, and you are still crying here that you are poor? When you go out in the future, remember to bring me two jars back!"

"Haole!" Fang Yuhan replied briskly.

The fireman said again: "This time I heard that you guys messed around and injured three people, I think you did it on purpose, right?"

Fang Yuhan and Qianmo pretended to be crazy and stupid, that was naturally intentional, and now they were broken by the pyrotechnics and did not speak. The pyrotechnician didn't say much else, but said: "After careful calculation, it has been nearly three months since that girl handed over the Xingchen Iron to me, and it has been nine hundred and eighty-one days when I put it in the furnace for forging, and today is the day when the gun will be completed, boy, are you interested in witnessing the advent of a divine weapon?"

Fang Yuhan knew that these days, the pyrotechnics were busy building the cold star gun of Qianmo, and today he heard that the magic weapon was about to be completed, and he was naturally looking forward to it, and said at the moment: "It's an honor!"

The fireman lifted the wine jar, poured it violently, laughed, and said: "The Cold Star Spear is a very legendary weapon in ancient times, and today the artifact is reappearing, and it is also an honor for me to work as a firefighter!"

After the fireworker finished speaking, he walked to the edge of the stove, the Xuan Gong was running, and the formation prohibition was instantaneous, and at this time, he could only see that above the stove, the dazzling light was shining, and not only that, but there was also an extremely domineering and violent aura emanating out.

At this moment, the disciples of the entire Tianxin Pavilion sensed that fierce aura, and they all looked up at the Fire Spirit Pavilion.

Qianmo naturally understands her weapon, and she is most excited at the moment, her voice is trembling: "It's done, the weapon is really done!"

Qian Mo ignored everyone at this time and ran towards the Fire Spirit Pavilion. At this moment, almost half of the disciples of Tianxin Pavilion were puzzled by Qian Mo's incoherent words, and only Zhuo Qingfeng and a few people understood that the legendary weapon, the Cold Star Spear, was about to come out.

"Go over and take a look!" Zhuo Qingfeng said. Ling Ying nodded, and set off with the next group of four, heading straight for the Fire Spirit Pavilion.

On the top of the volcano, Fang Yuhan looked at the fireworker who was forbidden to bless the furnace with the formation, and his heart was also extremely nervous, such a strong aura was obviously a divine soldier, but it was best not to have a problem.

"Boy, come here and do your best!" suddenly shouted the fireman.

Fang Yuhan suddenly came to his senses and said, "Deputy Pavilion Master, how can I help?"

"That's right, your kid's cultivation is too weak to help. It's bad, this furnace can't bear it, if this volcano collapses, the disciples in the pavilion will suffer, go and invite the old puppet of Woyun!" shouted the fireman.

At this moment, I saw that in the furnace, a spear stood between heaven and earth, and the raging fire had no effect on it at all, but the breath it emitted almost collapsed every time, but fortunately, the fireman was using all his strength to maintain the formation prohibition to death.

Fang Yuhan turned around and was about to go to find the Woyun Dao person, but this was it, there was a dull sound in the sky, and then he saw a fat Dao person coming out of it, who was it not the Woyun Dao person?

"Congratulations, this is a divine soldier! I'm here to help you!"

The stove glowed, intertwined with the spear light emitted from the tip of the spear, and rolled up, and the furnace cracked again.

The face of the Woyun Dao people couldn't help but change, and with a light snort, the Xuan Gong was running, and the aura gushed out, and the fire worker joined forces, and the light rushed up suddenly, covering the light and the guns emitted by the stove, and the cracks on the stove were also slowly healing.

After seeing that the situation was stable, the big stones hanging in the hearts of the people of Woyun Dao and the fireworkers relaxed at this time. At this time, the pyrotechnic let out a hearty laugh: "Old horseman, you really came in time, otherwise I really can't control it, it doesn't matter if this weapon can't be cast, but it would be a pity if the star iron and cold iron spears of Qianmo Nawa were destroyed!"

Wo Yun said with a smile: "Divine weapons, it's a pity to destroy it, come, let's work harder, let this cold star gun take shape and fire faster!"

The fireman nodded excitedly, and then the two of them did their best, the aura surged, the Dao rhyme manifested, and a violent wind suddenly blew between the heavens and the earth, but the spear in the flames became more and more domineering, and every wave of breath was sharp and domineering, which made people's faces hurt.

Fang Yuhan involuntarily retreated back at this time, his face was extremely pale, but his eyes were staring at the furnace in front of him.

But at this time, Qianmo rushed over from the bottom of the mountain, saw the spear of the stove, his eyes were full of light, and he exclaimed in surprise: "It's done, it's really done!"

Fang Yuhan said: "Stand here, it's dangerous over there!"

Qian Mo didn't speak, but she stood with Fang Yuhan, quietly looking at the flickering light in the sky.

As time progressed, the light of the spear in the flame became more and more intense, and the momentum it exuded became more and more powerful. At this moment, the entire Tianxin Pavilion, and even the people in the pickaxe capital, sensed that powerful aura.

The Lonely Void Daoist was in retreat, sensing the aura emanating from the Cold Star Spear, and he was also out of the customs at the moment.

"Once the Cold Star Spear is completed, this is a legendary artifact, I am afraid that it will attract thunder tribulation, and I don't know if Woyun and the fireman can deal with it, it's just that, it's better for me to take precautions first!"

At this moment, the Woyun Dao people and pyrotechnics who were maintaining the prohibition of the furnace fire formation saw Guangmu, and they all nodded secretly, what would happen next, it was really hard to say.

Qianmo was the most excited at this time, but she was also extremely worried, if this weapon didn't work, then her original cold iron spear would be gone. Either way, the risk is worth the risk, because it's the legendary Chill Star Spear.

Nearly half an hour has passed, and in the clear sky, there are suddenly dark clouds pressing down, not only that, but there is also the extremely powerful power rolling in it, at this moment, the people in the entire Tianxin Pavilion are like pressing a thousand catties of boulders in their hearts.

There are people who are low in cultivation, and they fall directly to the ground and fall into a coma, such as Xie Yingying and Wei Li's generation, and now they are all steamed buns sweating, and their cultivation is in the realm of spiritual void, which is the beginning of understanding the laws of heaven and earth, and they naturally understand that the dark clouds that are pressed down contain the power of heaven and earth that cannot be guessed.

"Is it all because of that spear in the sky?" The horror in Bai Chong's eyes was more than that of the others, because he was not an ordinary person, but the young city lord of Streamer City, the descendant of Bai Zhao's refusal, at this time he was carrying a divine weapon, which was the supreme divine weapon White Tiger Spear that his father Bai Ding gave him for self-defense.

This white tiger spear was rumored to have been Shao Hao's weapon, and at this time, sensing the power of the cold star spear in the sky, he couldn't help but tremble, as if he was going to fight with one of them.

"Be quiet, it's an honor for us to witness the birth of the Divine Weapon, and when the time comes, when the weapon is completed, it's not too late to compete!" Bai Chong said softly to the white tiger spear in his hand. This white tiger spear is a psychic weapon, so it can naturally understand Bai Chong's words, and it is completely quiet at this time.

"If you let Qian Mo get this Cold Star Spear, how many people in this Tianxin Pavilion will be her opponents? It's a pity that I don't have enough cultivation after all, and I can't prevent the birth of the divine soldier!" Ji Sheng Xuan showed bitterness.

He is the eldest son of Guan Shuji Xian, his status is respected, and he has always been a high existence, but after today's Tianxin Pavilion, there is Qin Ruochan's mountain pressing, and there is Qianmo behind him, at this time he is naturally unwilling.

On the back hill behind the Fire Spirit Pavilion, Qian Mo was excited, and reached out to grab Fang Yuhan's arm tightly. Because of the force being too strong, Fang Yuhan grinned in pain, but he thought that Qianmo was excited now, so Guo Feng didn't care.

It's just that Qianmo's cultivation is a real realm of the middle stage of the spiritual void, and at this time you are in the midst of excitement, and I am afraid that even the fine iron will be pinched and deformed. Fang Yuhan really wanted to scream at this time, but he still held on.

What are you kidding, now is the critical time when the divine soldiers are about to become successful, if you shout loudly, alarm the people of Woyun Dao and the pyrotechnics, and make the divine soldiers fall short, then the consequences may be even more terrifying than now.

In addition, he felt that he was a dignified man, and he was pinched by a woman to make a miserable scream, how shameless was that?