"This has to start with the battle for the sect 10,000 years ago, and I think the junior brother also knows that this wind palm is the ...... that can only be cultivated by the heads of my Taixu Sect and the elders of the Taishang Sect," Zhong Wanhong tirelessly told the reason.

It turned out that although Taixumen was a great sect in ancient times, there were many crises in the long-term inheritance, but each time the ancestors of Taixumen turned the tide with great magical powers, so that Taixumen could continue to inherit the Taoist system.

But in the catastrophe 10,000 years ago, Taixumen encountered an unprecedented crisis. At that time, due to the lack of talents, after the only Taishang elder in the Yuan Infant Stage sat down, no monk advanced to the Yuan Infant Stage in a short period of time, so the other seven major sects united and started the idea of the Taixu Sect. At the critical moment when the seven major factions besieged the Taixu Gate, the head of the Taixu Gate at that time, with his own enlightenment and the Wind Palm he created, shocked the seven major factions and made the Taixu Gate survive in danger.

"In this way, that ancestor at that time was also extremely intelligent!" Qi Feng nodded, admiring the head of the Taixu Sect ten thousand years ago.

"Exactly! If that senior is not qualified, but later he even cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage. And the magic weapons on his body are pitiful, not to mention any treasures against the sky! Therefore, many things in the world of cultivating immortals cannot be deduced by common sense. This is the reason why I am not in a hurry to alarm Yan Wushuang, no matter how many treasures there are in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, none of them can change the law of spell casting!"

Qi Feng thought for a moment, and then nodded in agreement: "Senior Brother is right, the Five Spirit Root Cultivators are almost unable to build a foundation, but Yan Wushuang can cultivate to the tenth level of Qi cultivation at the age of less than twenty, I'm afraid there is some chance." From this point of view, this son is extraordinary, although his qualifications are poor, but God treats him well, and he can actually comprehend the cultivation method other than the law of spells!"

"Yes, but the crux of the problem is not here!Senior brother, do you think, our cultivation is to act against the sky, Yan Wushuang can realize the law that is contrary to the current law, what does this mean?" Zhong Wanhong said solemnly.

"What does it mean, but it's not ...... Wait, what do you mean by chance?" Qi Feng suddenly opened his mouth.

"Well! Yan Wushuang's own fate may not be the fate of my Taixu Gate! I know that my junior brother is upright and regards Taixu Gate as my own family, so I will say this to you! If this son has the creation of that senior, this means that there will be an earth-shattering character in this sect, junior brother think about it, is this a good thing or a bad thing?"

Qi Feng laughed heartily and said simply: "Of course it's a good thing, but if Yan Wushuang doesn't have such a great creation, wouldn't the senior brother be a bamboo basket for nothing?"

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay! No matter how bad the Taixu Sect is, there are still many disciples with good qualifications, I'm afraid you and I haven't sat down yet, and there will be a lot of monks in the sect by then!"

"Also, according to Senior Brother's opinion, how should we treat Yan Wushuang?" Qi Feng changed his words and talked about Yan Wushuang's handling again.

"I'm afraid that this matter will have to trouble the junior brother, from today onwards, the junior brother will have to observe this son in secret, firstly, to see if it has the creation we expect, and secondly, to protect it secretly. You have also seen today's events, Fan Yunhai is afraid that this son is not good at this! Even if this son cannot become a high-level cultivator in the end, his comprehension ability of cultivation is beyond our reach, maybe from him, we can explore some unknown mysteries in the immortal cultivation world!" Zhong Wanhong said with a slight worry.

"Hmph, Fan Yunhai, this old horseman, in order to get some benefits for the younger generations of his family over the years, he has harmed his disciples a lot. Senior brother, please put a hundred hearts, Yan Wushuang's safety will be wrapped in me!" Qi Feng scolded a few words, and responded happily.

Zhong Wanhong breathed a long sigh of relief, and then he and Qi Feng had a secret conversation again. As for what the two said, it wasn't until a few years later that Yan Wushuang learned by chance!

Yan Wushuang, who returned to the broken stone house at this moment, didn't know that he was caught in a complex net, but he was still immersed in his own performance of raising his eyebrows. The crisis, for the current Yan Wushuang, does not seem to be aware.

Yan Wushuang just thought that it might be dangerous outside, and inside the Taixu Gate, he borrowed 10,000 guts from others, and he didn't dare to be ruthless to himself, at most, he would beat himself. Therefore, when it came to injuring Fan Jian, he would only be happy and not worried!

"The Mixed Yuan Jue is really a good exercise, otherwise you will have to shed your skin if you don't die in this competition, not to mention that you will have a chance to get the Tsukidan!" Yan Wushuang has a cornucopia in his hand, and he is thinking about how to win in the sect competition at the moment, and then obtain the Tsukidan, and then raise the Tsukidan to the best Tsukidan, and then keep copying......

After a period of fantasies, Yan Wushuang sobered up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and then meditated and cultivated!

Although he only faced two people in the whole competition, Li Tian and Fan Jian's strength was not weak, and they also felt very uncomfortable after the battle, so they urgently needed to recuperate, otherwise it was likely to cause some sequelae to their future cultivation.

I don't know how long it took for Yan Wushuang to slowly open his eyes, and at this time there was a ball of mixed flames floating in his hand, the size of a fist of flames, which seemed to be ordinary, but secretly gave people an indescribable coercion!

"Whew, it seems that the Mixed Yuan Fire absorbed that flame!"

After Yan Wushuang absorbed Fan Jian's flame pile, he always felt that his dantian was very turbulent. So when he was meditating, he released the mixed element fire, and then he realized that something was wrong. So it took a lot of time, and Yan Wushuang refined the absorbed flames.

Today's mixed yuan fire has skyrocketed by three points. If the monk who had just built the foundation was hit by this fire, how could he be hit hard, and those with poor strength might even be directly burned unconscious by the mixed yuan fire.

After a satisfied look at the mixed yuan fire, Yan Wushuang took it into his palm. For him at present, what he lacks most is pills and magic weapons. Due to the large amount of use of the best Heavenly Spirit Pill, Yan Wushuang has now developed resistance to it, and if he takes ten pills in a row, the cultivation that can be increased is also pitiful.

In this regard, Yan Wushuang also felt distressed and helpless! If it was someone else, it would be an ordinary Heavenly Spirit Pill every day, and he would have already reached the peak of the thirteenth layer of Qi cultivation. But a large handful of the best Heavenly Spirit Pill in his hand has no effect at all.

I have to say that the qualifications of the five spirit roots and the slow cultivation of the "Mixed Yuan Jue" made Yan Wushuang fall into a predicament!

There is also a magic weapon, Yan Wu has a lot of superb materials in his hands, but he can't refine the weapon, but he has no use at all. There are very few top-grade things in the immortal cultivation world, and when he was in Liuyunfang, Yan Wushuang wanted to buy the best magic weapon, but Liu Yingying said that he couldn't get a single one.

The best magic weapon is the same as the best elixir, and it is not easy to refine at all. Although the best elixir relies on chance and luck, even if the best magic weapon has the best materials, it is not easy to refine. That's why Fan Jian, who is a child of a big family, only uses high-grade magic weapons.

"It seems that I should go to the Scripture Pavilion again and find the classics of refining!" Yan Wushuang pondered for a moment and decided to learn refining by himself.

The power of magic weapons is extremely obvious in battle, especially the best magic weapons. When fighting with Fan Jian, if you have a superb magic weapon in your hand, you don't need to be so embarrassed at all, if you don't have a mixed yuan fire, it is difficult to say who will win and who will lose in the end.

But it is almost impossible to buy the best magic weapon, although I have the best materials, but I dare not expose it too much. Only by learning the refining tool by yourself can it be safest. Anyway, the current growth of cultivation is also very slow, it is better to learn refining tools by yourself, and there are many more crafts.

Yan Wushuang, who came out of the stone house, walked towards the direction of the Scripture Pavilion with a spring face. Not long after Yan Wushuang's back disappeared, a purple shadow appeared behind the stone house.

"Where is this kid going?" Ziying is Qi Feng, and he is also a little confused at this moment, a disciple in the Qi cultivation period can actually stay in the stone house for five days without leaving the house. For the other Qi cultivation period disciples, Qi Feng saw the hardest ones, and they only stayed for two or three days.

It seems that this son does have something extraordinary, not only with outstanding intelligence, but also so hard and diligent. Qi Feng shook his head and smiled, feeling that he didn't seem to be as hard as Yan Wushuang in terms of cultivation.

Scripture Pavilion!

"Ah, it turned out to be Senior Brother Yan! I haven't seen you for many days, Senior Brother Yan is radiant!" The disciple guarding the door saw Yan Wushuang and said a few heart-warming words without a head.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Although Yan Wushuang felt a little abrupt, he was quickly relieved. If you make a fuss in the competition, your reputation will definitely spread in the Taixu Sect, and these low-level monks like yourself will definitely have a 180-degree change in their faces.

For these people who show favor to themselves, Yan Wushuang certainly doesn't want to offend. After all, I didn't feel embarrassed and embarrassed about myself, so why bother.

After taking out his identity card for verification, Yan Wushuang entered the Scripture Pavilion.

"It's almost exactly the same as the last time I came in," Yan Wushuang swept it with his divine sense, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The monks from the low-level to the high-level of the Taixu Sect don't seem to like to come to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, except for cultivation on weekdays, they are looking for treasures, or they like to show off themselves and bully the weak like Fan Jian.

Some monks have nothing to do, looking for some disciples whose strength is not as good as their own, and they are clever and robbing. Yan Wushuang sneered at these people, and thought to himself: Cultivation is important, but blind cultivation is equivalent to a stupid horse-drawn cart, either exhausted to death, or hit a mountain!

"Oh! junior came to look for classics again?" After a while, the old man with white flowers saw that it was Yan Wushuang again, and he seemed to be very suspicious and surprised.

"Go back to the seniors, the juniors want to find some classics for refining weapons!"

"The bookshelf on the right, go find it yourself!Alas, it's been many years, and it's the first time someone has come to look for the classics of the refining weapon!" The old man seemed to be a little emotional, pointed to the right, and then stopped speaking.

Yan Wushuang walked in the direction pointed by the old man, and saw a bookshelf that was one zhang high and five zhang wide. It may be that no one has come to this bookshelf to search for classics for many years, and the jade slips and books on it have long been dusty.

"Poof!"

Yan Wushuang picked up a book at random and blew the dust on it.

Introduction to Refining

"How is it the secular world?" Yan Wushuang looked at the book in front of him suspiciously, a little overwhelmed!