Jiang Feng and the Blood Knife were staring at each other with wide eyes. Ziwei stood quietly beside the Blood Knife and didn't say a word. From time to time, I also help the blood knife to tidy up the clothes, or help the blood knife wipe the dirty parts on the face.

The two men stared at each other for five minutes, only to snort at the same time, and then turned away from each other. At this time, Jiang Feng remembered that he should leave here quickly, how could he waste time with the Blood Knife here.

"I was so angry with you that I forgot to leave. Hurry up and say, what are you looking for me? Forget it, let's talk as we go. As Jiang Feng spoke, he began to pick up the storage bags of the dead monks. And then I started to get out of here.

Blood Knife and Ziwei followed, and they didn't see Blood Knife say anything about chasing him for a long time. Jiang Feng asked again: "Say, is it okay for you to chase me." ”

"No, I never said anything was wrong. Bloody Knife said.

Jiang Feng stopped and looked at the Blood Knife, that look was a look that he couldn't wait to go up and beat the Blood Knife. If it weren't for the fear that he wouldn't be able to beat Ziwei, Jiang Feng would definitely do it.

"It's okay to look for me, so why are you chasing me? Do you know Lu Dao, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be here a long time ago. Jiang Feng yelled at the blood knife.

The blood knife scratched his head, with a look of not knowing what he was wrong, and said, "Don't I just want you to know that I've been here?" Save you from saying that I don't keep my promises. ”

Jiang Feng took a deep breath and kept saying to himself in his heart: "I'm not angry, I'm a quality person, I won't be angry with this kind of person." ”

Sensing that Jiang Feng's expression was a little weird, the blood knife looked at Ziwei, and then said, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." We'll see you again when we have a chance. ”

After saying that, the Blood Knife and Ziwei flew away, leaving Jiang Feng alone. It wasn't until a minute had passed that Jiang Feng raised his middle finger in the direction where the blood knife was leaving.

"Neurotic, something wrong with the brain. Jiang Feng muttered and continued to fly away.

"Compared to the Blood Knife, you're no better. Lan Wu said to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng thought to himself, he was indeed a little crazy, but at least he didn't like the Blood Knife, where everyone he met valued peace. And the most important thing is that you value peace, but you just married a wife who didn't get along with a word. These two don't match each other at all.

After separating from the Blood Knife, Jiang Feng didn't have any more trouble. When he saw the monk, he tried to hide as much as he could. Even if he can't dodge, people don't bother to talk to him when they see that he is in the middle stage of cultivation.

Half a day later, Jiang Feng came to a city. In the southwest corner of the city, he found such a deserted house, and settled down. He planned to practice here, and he also wanted to refine some magic weapons for himself again.

It has long been rumored that the abandoned mansion in the southwest corner is haunted, and recently people have become more convinced of this rumor. Because in the middle of the night, you can often hear the sound of clanging iron from inside the house.

The sound of striking iron was naturally not made by a real ghost, but Jiang Feng was beating the metal and conducting an experiment on refining weapons. Now that he has a large piece of Huangquan Ruijin in his hand, this thing naturally has to be refined into a magic weapon, not into a magic weapon. When it comes to refining magic weapons, Jiang Feng is not good at it. His cultivation is also a little worse. You can only practice first. Wait until you are sure enough before refining.

After studying in the deserted mansion for half a year, and after depleting the materials that could refine the weapons in the storage bags he got from other monks, Jiang Feng finally had a certainty. He also began to prepare to use Huangquan Ruijin to refine magic weapons.

Three months later, Jiang Feng was sitting in an empty room, with the coffin made of Huangquan Ruijin in front of him. At first he was able to sit up straight. Slowly, his body began to shake, and his head lowered little by little. At the end of the day, Jiang Feng's head was on Huangquan Ruijin, and he didn't move at all.

Lan Wu appeared silently beside Jiang Feng and walked around Jiang Feng and the coffin twice. Seeing Jiang Feng supporting his body with a coffin and sleeping soundly, Lan Wu couldn't help frowning.

Suddenly, he lifted his foot and landed on the coffin. When the coffin slid out of the coffin, Jiang Feng's body was also directly carried forward, and he hit the ground headlong.

"Who? Who's doing it, come out. Look at your mother who doesn't beat you, she doesn't know you. Jiang Feng stood up from the ground and gestured while looking around. Soon he saw Lan Wu.

"What are you doing, I didn't tease you, why disturb my sleep. Jiang Feng looked a little aggrieved, and said listlessly. At the same time, he walked to the edge of the coffin and sat down against the coffin.

Seeing Jiang Feng sitting against the coffin, looking sleepy, and soon going to fall asleep again, Lan Wu felt a little incredible. She went over and kicked the coffin again. Jiang Feng immediately raised his head and looked at Lan Wu, as if asking, what are you going to do.

"What's wrong with you? I see you've been listless these days, either in a daze or sleeping. Either there's some mess in my head, games, movies, superpowers, or anything like that, all of which I've never heard of. If you continue like this, when will you be able to practice what you want? Lan Wu said.

Jiang Feng turned his head and glanced at the coffin behind him, on the coffin, there was a big opening. It took Jiang Feng three months to get it out. It will take at least a month before enough Huangquan Ruijin is separated.

"This thing is so hard, I work hard every day to get it down a little. When will I be able to refine the weapon? Jiang Feng said.

Lan Wu said, "The ones you got down are enough to refine twenty swords." You only need to refine a handful, and you can practice it first. Wait until you practice it, and then go to get Huangquan Ruijin. ”

"Sooner or later, you don't have to work hard to cut Huangquan Ruijin, what is the difference between a morning and a delay. Also, cultivation is too boring. No TV to watch, no game consoles to play. and they cannot go out to eat. The only thing that is better is that there is a beautiful woman, but every day she supervises my cultivation like a housekeeper's wife, and she also sneaks up when people sleep, who can stand this. Jiang Feng lowered his head and said in a low voice. That tone is a stomach of reluctance.

"It's all like this in cultivation. If you want to eat, drink and be merry all day long, and you want to cultivate to grow fast, how is that possible? Lan Wu said.

"You can't do one thing every day, it's too boring. Why don't we go out for a walk and get some delicious food?" Jiang Feng said. When he said the back, the whole person came to the spirit, and his eyes lit up.

"If you want to go by yourself, I didn't stop you. Lan Wu dropped this sentence and disappeared.

Jiang Feng turned into a dejected look again. In fact, Lan Wu just felt that Jiang Feng was in a bad mental state these days, and he was always listless. And I always think about something I've never heard of in Lan Wu. After coming out and asking, I realized that Jiang Feng felt that cultivation was too boring, and he had a rebellious mentality. This made Lan Wu helpless.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Feng stood up and continued to divide Huangquan Ruijin. Playing around with it, it's out of the way. Lan Wu shook her head. A month later, Jiang Feng couldn't scrape together enough Huangquan Ruijin he needed.

After another month, Jiang Feng finally divided enough Huangquan Ruijin. After three days of rest, he began to refine his weapon. Once you refine the weapon, you can't go outside the spirit again. If something goes wrong, it's gone. Even if he had enough Huangquan Rui Gold, he couldn't withstand the consumption.

A month later, late one night, an eerie laugh erupted from the abandoned house. The laughter continued for a long time, and the surrounding houses shook slightly. The neighbors around him trembled and hid in the bed and didn't dare to come out.

After experiencing two failures, Jiang Feng finally refined the long sword he needed. This is not a magic weapon, but a magic weapon. As long as the formation is depicted, it will be able to meet Jiang Feng's requirements. What he has to do now is to use a cornucopia to make multiple copies of this magic weapon, and then carve the corresponding formations in turn, even if it is done.

The next morning, in the city where Jiang Feng was located, the rumors of the haunted thing were even more fierce. The people of the city were a little restless. After the exchange, the people felt that they should find a mage to catch ghosts. Soon, one by one, Taoist priests, or monks, came to Jiang Feng's mansion to catch ghosts.