The temporary residence of the Lianyun Sect was built in the depths of a valley, with a large mountain protection array arranged on the periphery, and three generations of disciples were constantly patrolling. Sang Zhangxiang said that there were a total of forty-eight Lianyun Sect disciples gathered here, all of whom they met after entering the Blood Forbidden Pool, but Han Wan was not among them.

Sang Zhangxiang's cave is in the deepest part of the valley, although it is simple, but it is full of aura. It seems that the treatment of the disciples is different everywhere. After Ye Ning arrived, Sang Zhangxiang didn't say a word, and immediately requisitioned the cave mansion next to him. It was a guy who cultivated in the late stage of the Free Spirit Sect, and he had an excellent relationship with Ye Wusheng and lived in the middle of a group of sages. Sang Zhangxiang's spiritual power is strong, and he can be called the first disciple of the three generations of Lianyun Sect, so he naturally will not be afraid of Ye Wusheng.

In the cave mansion, Ye Ning and Sang Zhangxiang discussed how to spend the remaining two and a half years. The most important thing is, of course, to find Han Wan's traces, they don't want that shy little junior brother to make any mistakes. However, the most important thing at the moment is to strengthen your own strength, so as not to encounter Xingchenzi and make trouble out of control.

Ye Ning smiled: "Senior Brother Sang, didn't I give you the Nine Rank Spirit Wood, why hasn't your broken fan been promoted yet?"

Sang Zhangxiang knocked Ye Ning's forehead and said with a smile: "You said it simply, how can we refine this spiritual power of the Nine Rank Spirit Wood? However, I found the Blood Willow Wood in the Blood Forbidden Pool, and I can barely raise it to a higher level. ”

"Blood Willow Wood, Senior Brother is lucky, it's a very rare seven-grade material. Ye Ning said solemnly: "Senior brother, don't you rest assured that you will hand over the Xiaoyao Fan to the junior brother to refine it again?" I don't dare to guarantee that it will be promoted to a holy weapon, but the lowest is also a high-grade treasure weapon!"

"Really?" Sang Zhangxiang said happily: "I can't ask for it." ”

With that, he took out the Easy Fan and a bunch of blood willow wood. Blood willow wood, seven-grade refining material, wood attributes, is almost extinct in Qingluo 6, and after refining into a magic weapon, it comes with a "bloodthirsty" magic circle!

Ye Ning carefully looked at the blood willow wood, which was no longer than a foot long, and no thicker than a child's arm, but it was crystal clear, like a piece of superb blood jade. What's even more rare is that one of the thickest blood willow trees actually faintly gave birth to a heart-like wood core, which is a sign that the blood willow wood is about to be promoted to the eighth grade. Eight pins of blood willow wood!Qingluo Da 6 is unheard of. If it is auctioned in the market, the price may be more expensive than some ten-grade materials.

"Senior brother, this wood is extremely difficult to refine, and you still need the help of Senior Brother's Red Lotus Karma. ”

After the two settled down, they retreated and went to the refining device.

None of them are people who lack spirit stones, in order to ensure safety, they set up three large arrays outside the cave in one go, even if Xingchenzi wants to break through with a holy weapon, it will take three days and three nights.

Under the double scorching of the Red Lotus Karma Fire and the Green Lotus Heart Burning Fire, after six hours, the Blood Willow Wood finally showed a hint of softening. Ye Ning was overjoyed, and carefully cut the softened blood willow wood into countless thin strips, and under the refining of the different fire, the countless thin strips soon melted into countless drops of blood-red liquid.

Sang Zhangxiang held his hands together, nervously watching Ye Ning control countless drops of blood-red liquid. After his spiritual sense swept over slightly, there were at least ten thousand drops of blood-red liquid now suspended in the air! What kind of concept is this? Ye Ning controlled ten thousand drops of blood-red liquid at the same time, and the requirements for his spiritual sense were so high that they were against the sky.

(End of chapter)