Out of the fairyland of Kyushu Mountain, everyone thought about Li Peicheng's teaching, and the cultivation was expected to be promoted, and they thought about the best spiritual weapons, as well as the elixir, how could they not hide the excitement in their hearts. Especially Qingyuan Lao Dao is still imagining, once Li Peicheng can really refine an immortal weapon for him, there is almost no need to worry about the first heavenly tribulation, not to mention that there is a superb spiritual weapon-level defensive magic weapon, a high-grade elixir.

Everyone gradually moved away from the fairy land of Kyushu Mountain, and was about to say goodbye, but Qingyuan Lao Dao stroked his white beard with an embarrassed face, and said: "This trip the Yunhu Sect Master and I have a great grace, it is not enough for the old man to say more, just based on the matter of refining weapons, if we change to invite the masters of the four major families or the two major sects to refine, we will also have a huge amount of money, not to mention inviting the Yunhu Sect Master and other grandmaster-level figures to come out in person." Now that we're gone, it seems to be very inappropriate for both reason and reason. ”

"What Brother Qingyuan said is extremely reasonable, but how can a person like Sect Master Yunhu take a fancy to our things. To tell the truth, if it weren't for his old man's broad-mindedness and lack of righteousness, how could we invite him to personally refine the magic weapon for us with the face of all of us? Not to mention the rest. The Green Pupil Ancestor nodded and said, he was also facing difficulties, and now he really felt that there was nothing he could do with a hegemon like himself.

Everyone nodded their heads when they heard this, agreeing with him very much. In their eyes, Li Peicheng is now a figure completely equal to the two masters of the four major families, and with their face, no matter how much money they have, it is difficult to invite them to personally refine it.

Qingyuan Lao Dao smiled bitterly: "This is exactly where the old man is embarrassed, otherwise the old man would have raised this matter in the Sihai Palace just now, after all, he is afraid that he will be abrupt and fall into the ordinary." However, the old man thought carefully just now, if there was no Yunhu Sect Master's righteous help, the old man would definitely not be able to pass the level of the Heavenly Tribulation, and his life would be gone, so what was the use of more genius treasures? Although the old man usually kills people and never blinks, if he can't repay one or two of these great favors, I'm afraid that he will not be able to rest on the bed, so he has to express his words no matter how he says it. The old man of the sect master does not need it, and his disciples and grandchildren also need it. ”

Situ Nan nodded and agreed: "Brother Qingyuan's words are reasonable, there are thousands of people in the upper and lower sects of the Yanhuang Sect, and the expenses are also very large, otherwise they don't need to open a vein and open a trading house." ”

When everyone heard this, they all nodded in agreement.

As soon as the Green Pupil Ancestor and the others left, Li Peicheng did what he said and helped them refine the personal magic weapon behind closed doors, but he didn't know that somewhere in the sky of the Thousand Miles of Red Blood Mountain, those overlords who dominated the side were worried about giving him gifts at this time.

Second, the Green Pupil Ancestor and the others really personally sent the medicinal materials mentioned yesterday to the Kyushu Mountain Fairyland, not only that, but they also brought a large number of genius treasures, and those genius treasures were all good things that they had accumulated for most of their lives. Usually, even the most favored disciples are reluctant to reward, but this time they brought at least half of it, and only a part was left for emergency relief and façade support.

Because Li Peicheng helped them refine the magic weapon behind closed doors, the reception work naturally fell on Elder Qingyu, and the Wuji Demon Lord accompanied him. Qing Yu, the old fox, saw the piles of piles of medicinal herbs and precious ores, and he had long been eager to wave his hand and ask the disciples to move all these genius earth treasures to the treasure house. But the old fox was stunned without blinking, put the dust on his arm, and saluted with a single palm to refuse the kindness.

That high wind and bright festival, that elegant fairy wind, that resoluteness, I can see that even the old annihilation of the green pupil ancestor licking blood at the knife edge, stumbling and crawling for thousands of years can't tell whether it is true or false, and secretly was impressed by Qingyu's real demeanor, and secretly sighed that there are no weak soldiers under the strong generals, and only a character like the Yunhu Sect Master can cultivate such a character.

It's that the demon dog of the Wuji Demon Lord can't change his, looking at the genius earth treasures all over the ground, his eyes are green, and he screams in his heart, obediently, there are so many good genius earth treasures, it is estimated that these old guys have taken out all the old bottoms! The sect master is amazing, really powerful! In such a moment, the kung fu actually collected and scraped all the top-grade genius earth treasures of the 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range, no, it was not scraped, they were willing to send them to the door!

However, the Green Pupil Ancestor and the others are all overlords, and since they have already sent things to the door, how can they take back the gift, and this is also the first time in their lives that they sincerely try their best to give gifts. The attitude of everyone was surprisingly resolute, and after a long period of pushing, Qingyu Zhenren reluctantly accepted it.

After the Green Pupil Ancestor and the others left, Qing Yu Zhenren looked at the piles of genius treasures in front of him with green eyes, and couldn't wait to pounce on them and bite them a few times.

With so many good things, how many magic weapons can be refined, how many pills can be refined, how many immortal stones can be exchanged, and how many disciples can be cultivated!

Crystal clear saliva finally flowed out of the corners of Qingyu Zhenren's mouth, and then dripped onto his white beard, and he admired the Wuji Demon Lord for a while, thinking to himself, this guy is really a real person! Even these old guys in Qingyuan have been deceived and turned around. By the way, could it be that the sect master had already reached this point to be so generous? Could it be that the sect master was really such a dignified master?

Sin, sin! This idea can't, shouldn't have!

Two years later, the Hall of Refining.

Li Peicheng breathed a long sigh of relief, and his eyes sparkled as he looked at the two rows arranged on the ground, with a total of 286 magic weapons.

These sixteen magic weapons, half offensive magic weapons and half defensive magic weapons, all of them are at least the best spiritual weapon-level magic weapons, especially the first Xuanguang ruler, the body is emerald green, it is difficult to see a little purple miscellaneous light, and there is a faint trace of fairy energy, it is actually an immortal-level magic weapon.

In order to refine these sixteen magic weapons, Li Peicheng really put a lot of effort into refining this time, not only did he concentrate on refining them behind closed doors for two years, but also took several high-grade pills in order to refine these magic weapons, and sucked up dozens of purple stones to replenish the true yuan, which was supported.

What a magic weapon, a good magic weapon, the good things that the overlord of the 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range has put together in his life are indeed extraordinary. Li Peicheng picked up the magic weapons on the ground one by one and stroked them gently, Rao is now rich and wealthy, and he is the master of a sect, and a generation of refining masters is inevitably excited.

It took a long time for Li Peicheng to put the sixteen magic weapons on the ground into the storage ring one by one and leave the refining hall.

After leaving the Refining Weapon Palace, he naturally found Qingyu Zhenren first to understand the situation. From his mouth, he knew that Qingyuan Lao Dao and the others had sent a large number of genius earth treasures on the second day of his closed-door refining, and he was happy for a while. After all, compared with those traditional great families of the Great Sect, the Yanhuang Sect still has a much thinner family background, and the more genius earth treasures there are, the better.

After living a few days of warm family life in Cuizhuxuan, and personally opening the altar to preach for a few days, Li Peicheng finally decided to leave the fairyland of Kyushu Mountain and travel around, firstly, to experience adventures and explore the mysteries of the universe, and secondly, to find the whereabouts of Rumeng.

After calling Qing Yu and other elders to protect the Dharma to Qi Sihai Palace, he gave instructions for a while, and then took a lot of immortal stones from the Baiyun Fairy for backup, Li Peicheng finally left the Kyushu Mountain Fairyland that had been entrenched for nearly two hundred years.

Out of the fairyland of Kyushu Mountain, standing on the auspicious cloud magic weapon, Li Peicheng looked at the boundless blue sky, and overlooked the undulating, endless reckless mountains, quite the sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is wide with the pride and ambition of leaping in his heart.

On this trip, Li Peicheng didn't have any special destination, it was said that he was where he went, he was sleepy and returned to his nest when he was tired.

Li Peicheng stood on the auspicious clouds, glanced around, and a rather self-deprecating wry smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, speaking of the nearly two hundred years he had been in Jiduxing, and the only thing he was most familiar with was the Qianli Red Blood Mountain, and he had never even been to most of the 180,000 miles of Yunduan Mountain Range, let alone other places in Jiduxing.

Let's send those sixteen magic weapons to those old guys one by one, not only can you travel through the 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range, but you can also take a look at where their lair is, so as not to even know where the next-door neighbor lives, Li Peicheng said secretly in his heart. So he discerned the direction a little, and first headed towards the Qilin Peak where the Black Cliff Sect was located, and he was familiar with this road.

Flying all the way, there were cultivators flying by in the sky from time to time, which seemed to be more frequent than when Li Peicheng first came. However, Li Peicheng showed his face once in the first battle of Barren Mountain more than a hundred years ago, and those who dared to go to the decisive battle scene that time were basically Ji Duxing's strength and background, not just a cat or a dog who dared to go, plus Li Peicheng has disappeared since that battle. Along the way, no one recognized this young man in a simple green coat with flying black hair as the real overlord of the 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range.

Seeing the Qilin Peak towering into the sky in the sunlight from a distance, majestic and magnificent, from time to time there were powerful cultivators coming in and out, it was obvious that the development speed of the Black Cliff Sect in the past hundred years was very rapid.

The Black Cliff Sect is not like the Yanhuang Sect that has a powerful large array to protect the mountain, and it is easy to send two disciples to guard the mountain gate, but there is a special patrol guard, holding swords and guns at night, and patrolling majestically in the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and northwest of Qilin Peak, so as not to have something that does not have long eyes to trespass on the important land of the Black Cliff Sect.

Seeing Li Peicheng dressed in simple green clothes and coming to Qilin Peak alone, a team of guards wearing bright armor had already come up, and the burly leader of the leader just wanted to open his mouth to interrogate, his eyes swept over Li Peicheng's angular face, his body couldn't help but tremble violently, and his expression immediately became respectful. Seeing that the guards behind him muttered to themselves, we don't know any of the people with heads and faces in the 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range, this kid looks very raw, and I don't know why Leader Chen is so nervous.

"The little Black Cliff Sect's mountain patrol disciple Chen Kai pays a visit to the Cloud Lake Sect Master!" Chen Kai, the leader, hurriedly stepped forward and hugged his fists to greet him, with a very respectful attitude.

When those attendants heard this, they all looked horrified. Now no one knows about the 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range, and no one knows that Yunhu, the sect leader of the Yanhuang Sect, is a great hero who stands up to the sky and the earth, and is the patron saint of the Yunduan Mountain Range, but he didn't expect it to be the young man in front of him who doesn't look good.

The people were terrified, and they all trembled and came forward to meet them.

Li Peicheng smiled faintly, glanced at Chen Kai, and said, "This sect has something to ask to see Brother Situ, and I bother Chen Daoyou to report it." ”

Chen Kai dared to be lazy, and hurriedly sent his right-hand man into the mountain to make a report, while he carefully accompanied Li Peicheng to fly to the gate of Qilin Peak.

"Chen Daoyou recognized this sect at a glance, could it be that he had seen this sect?" asked Li Peicheng as he walked.

Chen Kai hurriedly replied, "The last time the sect master came to Qilin Peak, it happened that it was also a small patrol that day. ”

Li Peicheng turned his head and glanced at Chen Kai, and it was really familiar.

I see, I said, how can the Black Cliff Sect know me by just one person! Li Peicheng suddenly realized.

Li Peicheng just arrived at the gate of the Black Cliff Sect, and the melodious sound of bells fluttered down above the Qilin Peak, and three figures flew down from the top of the Qilin Peak, led by the tall and burly Situ Nan, who was followed by the deputy sect masters Murong Sheng and Liang Bu.

Situ Nan saw Li Peicheng from a distance, and even hugged his fists to greet him, and when he arrived, he didn't care about the disciples of the sect beside him, and respectfully invited Li Peicheng to enter the mountain gate.

When they arrived in the palace, after the guests and hosts were seated, the two exchanged pleasantries, and Li Peicheng took out a tiger-headed knife and a golden shield carved with a dragon.

The blade of the tiger's head broadsword is simple and unpretentious, but the blade is unusually sharp, revealing a piercing coldness. The shield was golden and restrained, but the dragon was lifelike, as if it wanted to soar into the air, containing infinite power.

Situ Nan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he felt dry when he looked at the personal magic weapon that he had been waiting for for two years.

"Fortunately, this is the method of sacrifice and refining!" Li Peicheng said and handed over the tiger head sword, the golden dragon shield and the jade slip that recorded the method of sacrifice and refining to Situ Nan.

Situ Nan couldn't help but take it overjoyed, and he didn't care about losing his image, holding the tiger head knife in his hand, a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar immediately spread along the handle of the knife to his arm and then spread to the whole body, and the blood was full of blood, and it seemed that suddenly Situ Nan felt that the most primitive man's blood in his heart was ignited.

Situ Nan fell in love with this reworked tiger-headed knife almost instantly, and before he even practiced it, he already felt that this knife was a part of his life, and it was more powerful than before.

"The mark of your previous cultivation of this sword has not been erased, as long as you practice according to the sacrificial refining method given by this sect, you will soon be able to use this knife as before. Li Peicheng smiled.

I see, no wonder I have a familiar feeling holding this knife, I really don't know how he did it, he must have put a lot of thought into doing it...... Situ Nan was shocked when he heard this, his eyes showed a look of horror and gratitude, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind for a while.

"Now that the thing has returned to its original owner, this sect will leave, but I must ask Brother Situ not to publicize this matter. Li Peicheng got up and hugged his fists towards Situ Nan, Murong Sheng, and Liang Bu and said.

The most high-grade magic weapons sold by Wudang Commercial House so far are only high-grade magic weapons, how can a person like Situ Nan not understand that Yan Huangzong doesn't want to make a big fanfare, Li Peicheng's words are actually for Murong Sheng and Liang Bu to hear, lest they don't know the severity of the matter.

Situ Nan naturally said yes again and again, and then got up to personally send Li Peicheng down the mountain, and when he arrived at the gate of the mountain, Situ Nan wanted to speak and stopped, and finally couldn't help asking: "Yunhu Sect Master, I don't know how Brother Qingyuan's Xuanguang ruler is refined?"

Li Peicheng looked up to the sky and smiled, and drifted away.

"Immortal weapon!" At the gate of the mountain, Situ Nan's voice sounded in his ear drums, and he was shocked, and his eyes could not restrain themselves from revealing a complex gaze of admiration and envy.

After the Qilin Mountain Range is the Qingyuan Mountain Range of the Tiansha Gate, and the Tiansha Gate has already completely become a subsidiary force of the Yanhuang Sect with the attachment of the Wuji Demon Lord. This 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range Li Peicheng is most familiar with, except for the Qianli Red Blood Mountain, which is this Qingyuan Mountain Range, so he didn't make any stops and continued to fly forward.

Out of the Qingyuan Mountain Range, it is the Ziyun Mountain Range, the sphere of influence of the Ziqing Palace.

Ziqing Palace is the most unassuming and the least numerous force in the 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range, more than eighty percent of the disciples in the door are female disciples, and the palace master Ziyi Fairy is a middle-aged woman who looks very dignified and noble, and her cultivation is the peak of the late stage of the merger.

On the surface, it seems that Ziqing Palace should be the weakest force in the 180,000-mile Yunduan Mountain Range, but in fact, it is the opposite, even her next-door neighbor Tianshamen will not easily provoke Ziqing Palace, because the unity of the disciples of the Ziqing Palace is the most famous in the entire Yunduan Mountain Range, and although the number of disciples is small, they take the elite route.

Some information about the Ziqing Palace flashed in Li Peicheng's mind, and his deep eyes flashed with fine light, looking down at the peaks and mountains below, and the branches and veins were clustered, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but escape a wry smile. In the reckless mountains, it is not so easy to find the Linglan Valley where the Ziqing Palace is located.

Li Peicheng was about to press the cloud head and find someone to ask for the next way, when he heard a loud voice from behind.

"It took fifty years for Ziqing Palace to open the mountain gate to recruit male disciples, and when you get there, you must be clever and bolder. ”

What a coincidence! Li Peicheng was secretly happy when he heard this, and hurriedly turned around and looked behind.

I saw a man and a woman flying with a sword not far away, and the cultivation is not low, the man has the early stage of out of the body, and the woman has the middle stage of the body. The woman was beautiful and petite, and she was a beauty. The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his burly figure was no less than Xiao Hei.

The handsome woman was nagging at the man at this time, and the loud voice actually came from her cherry mouth, which really startled Li Peicheng.

Just when he was a little stunned, the burly man saw Li Peicheng, a red cloud flew over his face, his expression was a little shy and embarrassed, and he called out in a low voice: "Sister!"

Obviously, he felt that it was shameless to be talked about by his sister like this, and to be seen by outsiders.

The voice was surprisingly soft, which really made Li Peicheng unable to imagine that a big man had such a soft voice.

At this time, the woman also saw Li Peicheng standing on the auspicious clouds and looking at them, obviously waiting for them, so she muttered in a low voice and closed her mouth.

The two flew closer in a blink of an eye, Li Peicheng hugged his fists at the two, pretending not to hear the conversation between the two just now, so as not to embarrass the man, and asked, "I don't know if the two of you know how to go to Linglan Valley?"

(To be continued)