The fireworker was observing Fang Yuhan's stone sword at this time, he was a master refiner, and he had seen a lot of refining materials, but he had never seen this kind of material that looked like a stone, but it was different from the stone, but this sword had no blade, but the power was immeasurable.

The most surprising thing for the fireman was that with his cultivation, he couldn't even pick up this stone sword, which shows that the stone sword is a psychic thing, not any of its owners, and it can't be used at all. In other words, a higher cultivator may be able to pick up the stone sword, but it will never be able to exert its due power.

Even if the legendary sage does not get the approval of the stone sword, I am afraid that he has the power to destroy the stone sword, and he may not be able to use the stone sword.

What the fireworker is most curious about now is, why did such a divine soldier choose Fang Yuhan as the master? Could it be that there is anything in this kid's body that he hasn't seen through?

Fang Yuhan sensed the gaze of the fireworker, but he was stunned, he involuntarily took a few steps back, and shouted: "Old man, don't look at people like this, you will make people hairy!"

When the fireman heard this, he couldn't help but be furious, and then said, "Stinky boy, what are you thinking?

Fang Yuhan agreed and walked over to the stove, but he didn't know what to help.

When the fireman saw Fang Yuhan standing there, he had a belly of fire in his heart, and said, "You did it to make the fire bigger!"

Fang Yuhan smiled bitterly: "Old man, you also have to tell me how to make the fire bigger!"

When the fireworker heard this, he realized that the furnace that came to refine the weapon was not a mortal thing, it was blessed by the prohibition of the formation, and ordinary people really couldn't help.

"Get out of the way, why do you look at you so disgusted now?" the fireman walked over and threw Kunmu into the stove. This Kunmu is not an ordinary wood, and it will not burn when it is put into the fire, and when it is burned by the spiritual fire of the leyline, there is even a manifestation of Dao rhyme.

At this moment, the shadow of a big tree that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared in the furnace, and the big tree was boundless, as if it held up an endless void.

Fang Yuhan couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, could this be the legendary Kunmu that penetrated the heavens and the earth? I heard that this tree penetrated the three worlds of heaven, earth, and demons, and also spread to the endless cosmic void.

It's just that in an instant, the phantom of Kunmu is gone, and the Kunmu in the furnace gradually turns red, and then like molten iron, and then, I see the fireworker pouring it into the stone trough made according to the stone sword, and after a while, the scabbard is slowly forming, and it only needs to be processed and modified, and it can be used.

Of course, this is only imaginary, and when it is actually done, it is extremely troublesome. Fang Yuhan waited on this mountain for two days, and the pyrotechnics were busy day and night for two days before a sword scabbard that looked very distinctive was completed.

Fang Yuhan held the scabbard in his hand, and he could sense its extraordinary, and the aura was infused and waved gently, and it could also be immeasurably powerful.

"Good thing, thank you, such a good scabbard, it should be the first one you built, right?" Fang Yuhan put the stone sword into the scabbard, the size was just right, and he carried it on his back at the moment, if he didn't speak, he would look a little superior.

Huogong thought in his heart: "You should thank that girl of Qianmo!" He said to his mouth, but he didn't say it, just said: "What's polite, I'm a little tired in the past two days, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, go back and rest first!"

Fang Yuhan was carrying the stone sword on his back at the crater of the mountain, looking down, only to see the magma below rolling endlessly, the hot gas swirling, like a fog and clouds, but after all, it was suppressed by the formation prohibition and could not be sprayed out.

Such a crater, if it is not used for refining weapons, it is a place of disaster. The same is true of human beings, if they do not use their strength in the place where they should be used in this life, they will be like this volcano.

Although Fang Yuhan usually hangs his way, he has his own bottom line and his own responsibilities at critical times, which is the real him. At this time, he thought that he couldn't be a person like Zhou Gong who was admired and loved for centuries, but it was also something to be proud of to open up a path of cultivation for the Miscellaneous Spirit Root.

Fang Yuhan didn't know that although he had decided to open up a new path of cultivation before, his purpose was only to fear that those miscellaneous spirit roots or all spirit roots would be ridiculed and ridiculed by others, and he would be at a loss like himself, and even want to die.

But now, he is starting from his own path, for others, for himself, and for his own interests. In this way, many things can be done, although they are difficult to do.

Thinking for a while, Fang Yuhan carried the stone sword on his back, walked down from the mountain, and went out directly to Tianxin Pavilion. He didn't notice that when he walked out of Tianxin Pavilion, someone followed.

Of course, even if he knew, Fang Yuhan didn't take it to heart, although his cultivation was not enough to exert the power of the stone sword, it was enough to deal with the masters of the mid-stage realm of the Spirit Void.

The person who watched him come out was none other than the elder of the Outer Pavilion. This person has cultivated to the realm of spiritual perfection, and he can be regarded as having a status in the outer cabinet, but he is not satisfied, and he has made friends with Ji Shengxuan and Ji Yu.

Ji Shengxuan was facing the wall at this time, letting Ji Zhen stare at the cabinet, while Dai Zhencai was staring at Fang Yuhan's traces in the Tianxin Pavilion.

Dai Zhen realized that Fang Yuhan must have something on his body that was worth Ji Shengxuan's trouble, of course, Ji Shengxuan also made it clear that what he wanted was the stone sword.

Dai Zhen is a greedy person, at this time he was thinking, if the stone sword Fang Yuhan was carrying was really a supreme divine weapon, would he flee directly after he got it, or should he give it to Ji Shengxuan?

In fact, Dai Zhencai didn't know that Ji Shengxuan couldn't hold the stone sword, he wanted outsiders to try it, but he couldn't hold it. If it weren't for Fang Yuhan being a troublemaker, then it would really be a divine soldier choosing the master, and then he would really have to kill Fang Yuhan to get the stone sword.

As for Dai Zhencai's virtue, Ji Shengxuan is also clear, because he is not afraid of Dai Zhencai's runaway.

Fang Yuhan thought at this time, was the meal already ready after he went back? At that moment, he couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart, but he missed the taste of the meal a little.

Every time he returned to his house, he would feel very relieved, Fang Yuhan took off the stone sword, put it in the house, walked to the kitchen, pushed open the door, and saw that there were indeed two side dishes fried inside, as well as a pot of rice.

Fang Yuhan's heart suddenly calmed down, he came out of the house with the food, looked around, and said loudly: "Although I don't know who you are, and I don't know why you are cooking for me, but your food is indeed too good, I will thank you in advance!"

Fang Yuhan's voice came out, but no one answered him, of course, he also understood that since this person was hiding in the dark, he just didn't want to see him by himself, so naturally he wouldn't answer his words.

Fang Yuhan devoured both dishes, and as for the rice, the rest was enough to eat.

After eating, Fang Yuhan thought of bringing some wine from the flavor building back to the pyrotechnics, so he immediately went out and came to the flavor building. The shopkeeper of the flavor building had seen Fang Yuhan and learned that Fang Yuhan had come to buy wine, so he naturally had less money.

Fang Yuhan didn't care about this, and after giving the shopkeeper the wine money, he went back to his house with two jars of wine.

When he entered the courtyard, he found a man standing on the roof, masked, dressed in black, with a black hat on his head, leaving only a pair of eyes.

The strong killing intent shrouded Fang Yuhan, and Fang Yuhan understood that the two jars of wine in his hand were more valuable, so he immediately put them in the corner of the door. At this moment, the people on the roof swooped down like eagles, and the bearers were fierce.

The strong wind was blowing in his face, Fang Yuhan's face seemed to be scraped by a long knife, the pain was incomparable, and what made him helpless the most was that his body seemed to have been imprisoned at this time, and he couldn't move at all.

Of course, Fang Yuhan understood that this was just an illusion, and at that moment, the aura in his body was running, and a scorching aura swayed, and the strong wind swirling in the void suddenly rolled back.

The masked man who swooped down couldn't borrow his strength in the air, and the momentum that swept back had a strong impact, and he shouted loudly at the moment, his hands quickly formed a seal, and the aura in the sky gathered and bloomed like a lotus flower.

A sneering sound came out, and Fang Yuhan only felt that his arms were numb, and his body involuntarily slid backwards. At this moment, the person who was still in the air did a somersault, and the palm knife slashed down, and the aura surged, like a big knife falling, and the bearer was supremely powerful.

Fang Yuhan could clearly perceive that this masked man's cultivation was in the realm of spiritual consummation, and at that moment, he understood that if he was hard, he would not have the slightest chance of survival.

He took a deep breath, the aura in his body worked, and the wind under his feet moved out several steps away.

The masked man's palm slammed into the ground, and with a bang, a deep ravine suddenly appeared on the ground. Fang Yuhan did a somersault and flew towards the side of the house, he wanted to get the stone sword in the house, so that he had a few more chances of winning.

It's just that the masked man also seemed to know his stone sword, and his body was stunned at the moment, slashing through the sky like a meteor, and with the force of his palm, he attacked Fang Yuhan's vest.

Fang Yuhan didn't expect this person to react so quickly, at the moment, all his strength had been used to gallop, at this time, there was no strength to dodge or deal with the masked man's attack. He had a kind of helplessness in his heart, if he hadn't been too eager to rely on the stone sword, how could he be in such a predicament?

It can be seen that in cultivation, one's own ability is the key, and as for weapons, they can only be regarded as icing on the cake. At this time, Fang Yuhan was quiet, and the weaknesses and sharpness of the masked man's moves were all perceived by him.

At this moment, he had the confidence to deal with this master. But at this moment, a white light flashed in the sky, and then a long sword shot out, straight to the masked man's vest.