In the past, the young Jindan male cultivators of the major sects of Zangxian Island were no longer as arrogant as they were in the previous year, and after the experience of being chased and killed by Lan Ling, a seventh-order demon cultivator in the Flying Boat Competition, they were no longer embarrassed to dangle in front of Huan Lingzi, the first beauty of Zangxian Island.

Ten days before the competition, Huan Hengzi wore a red silk robe, and took the two Yuan Ying and the Holy Maiden Huan Lingzi to Wang Tianfang Cave Mansion in person to invite him to the Tianling Mountain venue, and handed over all the refining materials collected to Wang Tianfang.

This time, the Hongyi Gate is going to 800 monks to cheer, but fortunately, Zangxian Island attaches great importance to flying boat travel, and the Hongyi Gate has prepared a hundred search flying boats, and the current seventh-order flying boats can carry up to 30 people, and the sixth-order and below can carry 20 people.

Different grades of flying boats and monks with different cultivation and control skills are controlled, it is really not easy to be neat and imposing, and the Holy Maiden Huan Lingzi took everyone to practice for nearly a month, and she was not satisfied until the moment of departure.

Wang Tianfang, who was dressed in a red silk robe, frowned, and directly took out the Tianluan Spirit Boat, which was enlarged to a length of 100 meters and a width of 35 meters, which was enough to carry as many as 1,000 people.

At this moment, the red-clothed monk was not calm, and even Huan Hengzi was taken aback, and Yuanying Huan Laiqi and Huan Shenshi and the holy woman Huan Lingzi were even more shocked, and psychologically began to change their views on Wang Tianfang.

After seeing the production method of this large spirit boat, the two seventh-order immortal masters of Huan Hengzi and Huan Shenshi were even more amazed.

"Tianfang Daoyou, this large spirit boat is really unprecedented in the Qianjie!" Huan Hengzi couldn't help but praise.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, it's not commendable!"

After Wang Tianfang and other red-clothed monks got on the Lingzhou, he drove the Lingzhou to the direction of Tianling Mountain, and there were Jindan monks who raised the banner of the Red-clothed Gate, and encountered many flying boats along the way that were rushing to the arena, and this large Lingzhou was also too windy, which made people envious.

The five-day journey took three days. As soon as they entered the arena, the monks who had already arrived first were in a commotion again, pointing fingers and discussing.

It wasn't until the red-clothed monk sat down at the designated seat and Wang Tianfang put away the Tianluan boat that the discussion became quieter, and the red-clothed monk showed his face, and he was full of spirit.

There were more and more monks in the audience, and the colorful flags and door flags fluttered, and on the day of the competition, there were more than 80,000 monks in the venue.

Tie Yi and Zhao Sheng, the Divine Transformation Monks of the First Sect of Tibetan Immortal Island, Fang Qing and Wang Qiang of the Second Sect of the Human Ghost Sect, and Qi Wei and Feng Hai, the Divine Transformation Monks of the Third Sect Tianling Sect, have all arrived and are meditating to recuperate.

The person who presided over the game was the head of the Tibetan Immortal Sect who now occupied Tianling Mountain, and the monk Tiezhong in the late stage of the Yuanying Dynasty, after a set of opening remarks, talked about the rules of the game. The proportion of flying sword refining results accounts for ninety, three monks from each sect participate, all materials and refining furnaces are prepared by themselves, and the refining time is completed within three years, the first place is 10,000 points, the second place is 5,000 points, the next nineteen are reduced by 100 points, and then the next 30 are reduced by 30 points, and then by 10 points, which is a world of difference from the first place in the take-off boat competition, and the judges are composed of one Yuanying monk from each of the 100 major sects.

After Tie Zhong finished speaking, the three-year flying sword refining competition officially began, because refining requires a lot of time and energy, the participating monks entered one after another, there were very few Jindan monks, only ten people, and the rest were monks above the Yuan Infant, of course, all the seven gods of Zangxian Island participated, and the seven gods of the gods, including Huan Hengzi, had already arrived at the arena for the first time to start preparations.

The 80,000 monks in the audience feasted their eyes, not only can they see the display of refining skills, but also can see the powerful face of the gods, and if they are attentive, they can learn a lot of refining skills.

Wang Tianfang sat still and looked at the scene for a while, there were already two hundred and ninety-nine people present, only one position between Huan Hengzi and Huan Mingshi was vacant, it was reserved for himself, there were seventy-two seventh-order refining furnaces on the scene, and the rest were all sixth-order high-grade refining furnaces, which could be described as spectacular.

Seeing that the ancestor of Tianfang did not end, the red-clothed monks were a little anxious, the refining weapon was a race against time, Huan Lingzi was also a little unable to sit still, his beautiful eyes flashed, and he paid attention to Wang Tianfang, but no one dared to speak, so he could only wait quietly.

In the first month, Wang Tianfang generally looked at it, in the second month, he focused on observing twenty people refining weapons, and in the third month, he only looked at the ten people who thought that the techniques and skills were the best, seven of them were cultivators in the Transformation Period, and the ten people included the red-clothed Sect Yuanying Huan Underworld.

"Ancestor is conceiving a plan?" Huan Laiqi couldn't help but asked softly, a normal monk, the refining plan is estimated to have been thoroughly studied a few years ago.

"No, it's a rare opportunity to learn refining skills!"

As soon as Wang Tian put these words, Huan Laiqi didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, and almost fainted.

No one dared to ask anymore, even the host of the Tibetan Immortal Sect, Tie Zhong, wondered, there were still monks who had not ended up in three months, and there was only one, and it was the first time in thousands of years that he had encountered this matter.

In the Iron Center, it is good that the monks of other sects do not come, and the Tibetan Immortal Sect has one less competitor, and it is still the red-clothed sect ranked fourth among the hundred major sects, so I am really secretly happy.

Half a year later, the monks on the field were very busy, some in the audience were staring at the eyes to learn, some were closing the closing ceremony to recuperate, and some were pointing and whispering.

Wang Tianfang stood up and walked to the field, and suddenly there was a seventh-order refining furnace in his hand, which was heated on the fire eye, and everyone in the red-clothed sect and all the monks who didn't close their eyes paid attention to him, because he was a monk who had only left the field after half a year, and they all wanted to see how he could refine the weapon.

The people who had been keeping their eyes on Wang Tianfang, including Yuan Ying Huan Laiqi and Saint Huan Lingzi, didn't find out how this refining furnace came out, and they were all surprised.

Huan Lingzi wanted to know where Wang Tianfang's refining furnace came from, but he didn't see it.

Wang Tianfang roasted the Xuanhuang furnace for three days, and he still looked at Huan Hengzi on the left for a while, and Huan Shenshi on the right for a while.

Although the two of them focused on refining weapons, Wang Tianfang hadn't been there for half a year, and the two of them were still a little anxious.

Seeing that Wang Tian put down the field, he was just heating the refining furnace, and he really came out after a long time, still holding the pipa and half-covering his face, Huan Lingzi was completely convinced.

On the fourth day, Wang Tianfang added two seventh-order late-stage demon beast blue spirit beast bones and four hundred catties of soul jade, four hundred catties of clear jade, and bone powder and other auxiliary materials to the Xuanhuang furnace, played three runes on the Xuanhuang furnace, continued to heat, and sat cross-legged next to him to occasionally adjust the amount of fire.

I have already chosen an alternative refining tool in my mind.

Wang Tianfang was not at all like others, refining and molding, drawing talismans, carving arrays, grinding and a series of complicated processes, just leisurely watching the Xuanhuang furnace refining materials, and three months later, two hundred high-grade spirit stones were added, and then refined.

The red-clothed monk has been paying attention and has been in a hurry, and Huan Lingzi sent to the scene to help.

A month later, Wang Tianfang made a spell, opened the lid of the furnace to remove the impurities, after all, the soul jade and the clear jade were not pure, and then used the "Heavenly Book Recording Technique" to make a mold in mid-air, and used the aura to draw lines, and it was impossible to see clearly from a distance, and the monks in the audience didn't know what he was doing.

After the model of the sword is made, it is fixed with talismans and formations, and then the Xuanhuang furnace is controlled to fly up and poured in mid-air.

Wang Tianfang took out the seventh-order fire fox rune pen and dipped it in the blood of the seventh-order blue spirit beast on the front and back of the two swords, and drew eighteen runes and eighteen formations concentratingly.

After that, put the two swords into the Xuanhuang Furnace, add two bottles of seventh-order blue spirit beast essence blood, continue to heat them, and then use the "Heavenly Book Recording Technique" to add the driving heart method and driving formula and driving skills to the sword body in the Xuanhuang Furnace.

After that, when the tempering began, Wang Tianfang still only controlled the amount of fire, looking left and right from time to time.

Everyone in the red-clothed sect didn't understand what was going on, the sword had already been formed and began to be refined, it was simply a stroke of genius.

Two months later, the sword body in the Xuanhuang furnace began to vibrate, and the spiritual energy next to it was quickly entered, and between the Xuanhuang furnace absorption, the nearby spiritual energy formed a vortex and was rolled into the furnace and was all absorbed by the sword body.

There were already many monks around, plus three hundred people refining weapons at the same time, although the surrounding aura was lush, at this moment, when the "Zimu Blue Spirit Sword" was completed, under the absorption of a large amount, all the monks felt that the surrounding aura suddenly became thinner.

The most terrible thing is that the powerhouses who are refining the weapon can only be blessed with mana because of the reduction of spiritual energy, and they have to concentrate on it, making them very tired.

The 80,000 monks at the scene brushed the focus on Wang Tianfang and the Xuanhuang Furnace.

It lasted for three days, during which the refining powers on the field devoured the elixir one after another to maintain the supply of mana in the body.

At the scene, only Wang Tianfang stood with his hands in his hands, and his expression was peaceful.