Putting down the books in his hand, Yan Wushuang took a few more casually, but he still told the experience and method of refining divine weapons in the secular world! "Isn't it true that the classics of the jade slip are all in the secular world?"

Yan Wushuang was a little speechless, and he searched for a long time, and only found four jade slips. And all of them are about the introductory refining methods, but the experience recorded in them is different.

If there is only a way to get started, it will not be possible to refine the weapon at all. Each magic weapon has a unique refining method and means, just know some introductory methods, at most you can only refine the materials, and you can't successfully refine the magic weapon you want at all.

"Senior, why don't there be refining methods and books in the entire bookshelf?" Yan Wushuang was disappointed, so he asked the old man for advice.

"Is it strange? What's strange about this, all of our magic weapons and magic weapons were bought from the Refining Sect, and some of them were collected and refined by the Refining Sect on their behalf!" the old man said nonchalantly.

"The Refining Weapon Sect, that natal magic weapon is also refined by the Refining Weapon Sect?" Yan Wushuang didn't dare to imagine that the magic weapons in the entire Taixu Sect were all bought from the Refining Weapon Sect, which showed that there were not many people in the Taixu Sect who could refine weapons.

It's no wonder that so many waste weapons are produced every day, it turns out that the group of refiners who eat dry rice in the Refining Pavilion are wasting resources!

"That's not it, the natal magic weapon is extremely important to the monks, and they are all refined by the refiners of the sect and the monks who need the magic weapon. Junior, you used to pick up rags, you should know that the Refining Pavilion will produce a large number of waste weapons every day, that is, before refining the magic weapon of your real name, the refiner is doing experiments!"

Yan Wushuang smiled awkwardly, but he saw that the old man was just straightforward and had no malicious intentions, so he didn't care: "Senior, since there are refiners in this sect, why do you still want to buy from the Refining Sect? Why don't you burn some jade slips of refining weapons so that you can cultivate more refiners?"

"Alas, you have an inexhaustible supply of natural treasures? How many resources do you have to spend to train a refiner? The Refining Sect is different, every year they come to refine weapons, there are not 100,000, but there are also 70,000 or 80,000, so there is no need to spend the resources of this sect to cultivate; in addition, the Refining Sect has rich experience in refining weapons since ancient times, how can it be compared to other sects? Besides, refining weapons is quite time-consuming, and ordinary monks can't even have time to cultivate, who will go to refining weapons? As for the jade slips, the guys who eat will be burned into the jade slips lightly, so that all the monks can watch them?"

Yan Wushuang nodded, every monk has his own secrets, otherwise it would be impossible to gain a foothold in the immortal cultivation realm. In my previous life, people often said that if you teach your disciples, you will starve your master to death. In the world of cultivating immortals, this phenomenon is even more serious.

Therefore, in the entire immortal cultivation world, the most precious Wang Wang is not the treasure of heaven and earth, but the experience of monks!

After looking for a long time, he didn't even catch a single hair, Yan Wushuang was very unhappy. Just as he was about to leave, the corner of his eye suddenly flashed!

Hey?

This is?

I saw that in the corner at the bottom of the bookshelf, there was a booklet like a bamboo slip, which jumped into Yan Wushuang's eyes.

"Five Scattered Refiner Experience"!

Yan Wushuang took the bamboo slip in his hand and found that it did not have a trace of aura, and it was no different from the bamboo slip in the secular world. But there was a faint aura that was very familiar to him, and he couldn't help but want to carry the bamboo slip in his arms.

"Refining tools, not to act against the sky, nor to have a fixed number, but to ......do what you want" At the beginning of the bamboo slip, the owner of this book was written with the views of the master of the book on refining, and Yan Wushuang was dumbfounded!

It took a long time for Yan Wushuang to wake up from the bamboo slips.

"Senior, make a copy of these four jade slips, and I also want to burn these bamboo slips into the jade slips!" Yan Wushuang walked up to the old man and explained his needs.

"Take it all!" The old man squinted his eyes, as if he had already known Yan Wushuang's decision, and there were no extra words and actions!

Startled!

Yan Wushuang was stunned, and then slowly spoke: "How many spirit stones are there?"

"This one doesn't need to!"

"Then, then there are more seniors!" Yan Wushuang looked at the dazzled old man suspiciously, and took a few jade slips and the somewhat weird bamboo slips before leaving.

When Yan Wushuang walked out of the gate, there was an extra purple shadow in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Qi Feng!

"Has this son been here before?" Qi Feng looked at the gate and asked the old man with joy or sadness.

"Yes, Elder, before the competition, this son also came to the disciple to copy the jade slip of low-level spells!" said the old man respectfully.

"Oh! It seems that the senior brother in charge of the family has a good inference! this son does have something extraordinary!" Qi Feng said to himself meaningfully.

"Senior Brother in charge, what does this mean, Elder?" Old Man Hua Bai had been the guardian of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen the elder of the sect attach such importance to a Five Spirit Root cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart!

Qi Feng smiled faintly, didn't say much, suddenly flashed, and disappeared in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, leaving only the white old man with a puzzled face!

After Yan Wushuang returned to the stone house, he put the four jade slips on his forehead one by one and realized it!

Not!

I see!

This comprehension is two days and two nights, perhaps Yan Wushuang is very talented in refining, and after reading the jade slip a few times, he knows the basic refining method well. But when you understand it, when you actually refine the weapon, I'm afraid the success rate is less than one layer.

In order to be able to actually operate, Yan Wushuang went to the Refining Pavilion and rented a refining room. Cultivators in the Qi cultivation period do not have innate true fire, so they must use earth fire when refining their weapons. At this moment, in the refining room, Yan Wushuang fiddled with the top-grade Mithril and Xuantie for a while, and then began to refine the lowest-level magic weapon, the Spirit Hoe!

The spirit hoe is a spiritual weapon used to find and excavate spiritual ores, and it is the lowest-level magic weapon in the immortal cultivation world. There is no other use for anything other than digging spirit ore.

At this moment, Yan Wushuang controlled the earth fire, kept it stable, and then melted the top-grade Mithril and Xuantie in his hand one by one, and finally urged the melt to slowly blend, and then put it into the refining ding......

Fail!

Yan Wushuang's first refining, because he didn't master the process of condensation, the spirit hoe became dull and dull, and it became broken copper and iron!

Adjust your mentality, Yan Wushuang started refining again!

Fail!

Looking at the pile of waste weapons in front of him, Yan Wushuang was a little speechless. I obviously operated step by step according to the experience of refining, but I failed several times in succession!

After several attempts, Yan Wushuang finally refined the first spirit hoe after wasting a lot of materials! I saw that this spirit hoe was radiant, and compared with ordinary spirit hoes, it was more spiritual.

If the mining monk saw it, he would definitely be overjoyed! If nothing else, the spirit hoe refined by Yan Wushuang is the best spirit hoe, if it is used to mine, the probability of digging out a medium-grade spirit stone is much greater, and it is even possible to dig a high-grade spirit stone!

With the first experience, Yan Wushuang's refining success rate has been improved. In just half a month, Yan Wushuang's success rate in refining the spirit hoe has increased to the third layer!

This success rate is already quite amazing, you must know that Yan Wushuang uses ordinary earth fire and refining weapon ding, and he refines the best spirit hoe. Even if he changed to a refining master, under very favorable conditions, he could only reach the fifth layer at most.

In just half a month, Yan Wushuang was able to do the same as a refiner. Of course, this is due to the cornucopia, so that Yan Wushuang has an inexhaustible superlative material, even if it is refined, it is a big deal to throw it into the cornucopia, and it will not be long before it is a good material!

If Yan Wushuang is allowed to refine an ordinary spirit hoe now, I'm afraid the success rate can reach the eighth layer!

"Oh no, patronizing and happy, I almost forgot about the sect competition!" Yan Wushuang calmed down, and then remembered that there were still two or three days left for the agreed time of the sect competition.

So he hurriedly packed up a lot of materials and spirit hoes, and left the Refining Pavilion!

After returning to the stone house, Yan Wushuang found two transmission notes!

One was sent by a deacon disciple, roughly speaking, it was for Yan Wushuang to get ready to participate in the sect competition, while the other was full of spiritual power and coercion, and after Yan Wushuang crushed it, the voice of the head Zhong Wanhong sounded.

"Yan Wushuang, come to my cave mansion quickly!"

The head personally asked me to go to the cave, could it be that the cornucopia was discovered?

Yan Wushuang pondered for a moment, and thousands of thoughts flooded his heart.

Escape?

Don't run away?

"Alas, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided! Even if I escape, with Zhong Wanhong's cultivation, I will be killed in a few moments, not even an ant!" Yan Wushuang felt pale and helpless, it didn't seem to be a good choice to escape by himself, rather than this, it was better to bite the bullet and hand over the cornucopia at the worst. Maybe Zhong Wanhong will be happy and save his life.

Many years later, when Yan Wushuang thought of himself now, he felt how ridiculous and stupid he was. But at present, Yan Wushuang has no other ideas. It is also thanks to Zhong Wanhong that he is one of the few good people in the immortal cultivation world, and he did not speculate and embarrass Yan Wushuang, otherwise with Yan Wushuang's current city and cultivation, he would have died eighteen thousand times.

With a hint of doubt, Yan Wushuang went to Yufeng Mountain.

After arriving at the foot of Yufeng Mountain, Yan Wushuang calmed down, and then walked to the forbidden gate at the foot of the mountain.

"Senior, junior Yan Wushuang, on the order of the master, came to be taught!"

The deacon disciple guarding the door looked at Yan Wushuang for a while, and didn't say much, just took out a jade plaque and shook it at the forbidden gate.

"Boom!"

The light curtain, which was still blank just now, suddenly became transparent and visible!

Yan Wushuang walked in timidly, and found that there was no problem, so he strode away!

"It's coming!"

A voice like a bell came into Yan Wushuang's ears, and Yan Wushuang was suddenly a little out of breath!

"Disciple Yan Wushuang, meet the master!" Cheering up, Yan Wushuang said respectfully.

Taking advantage of the gap, Yan Wushuang took a look at Zhong Wanhong's cave mansion. I saw that there were a few tables and chairs in the cave, and there was nothing else!

It turns out that the head of the house is still a Qing Xiu, no wonder the Taixu Gate is well organized. Yan Wushuang secretly admired, but he didn't dare to make the slightest move!

"Sit down!" Before Yan Wushuang could react, Zhong Wanhong appeared on a stone chair in front of him out of thin air, looking at Yan Wushuang with a smile on his face, and his tone was full of kindness and appreciation!

"Master, the disciple doesn't dare!" Yan Wushuang clasped his fists and saluted, his back straight and cold. The more Zhong Wanhong looked like a good person, the more numb Yan Wushuang's heart became.

Isn't it a bit of a weasel giving New Year's greetings to a monk in the Qi cultivation period for no reason?