"I have collected all the materials, please take action, Ancestor!"

As he spoke, Xiao Yan took out a pile of materials with a wave of his hand, and with a thought, recorded his requirements for this paintbrush on the jade slip.

Looking at the pile of materials that Xiao Yan took out, the ancestor of the Yan clan paused slightly and lightly grabbed it with his palm, but no other movements were seen.

But those materials and the jade slips all fell into the hands of the ancestor of the Yan clan.

The ancestor of the Yan clan looked slightly startled as his spiritual consciousness swept over the jade slip.

It is truly a paintbrush, requiring neither attack nor defense, but the requirements for the brush are extremely high.

Seeing this, the Yan clan ancestor smiled and said: "Interesting brush!"

"Okay! I will refine it for you now!"

As the Yan clan ancestor's voice fell, a flame emerged out of thin air, and then all of Xiao Yan's pile of materials fell into it.

Then there were runes one after another, falling into the flames.

Seeing such a scene, the entire square suddenly fell silent.

Many people even showed their naked eyes and wanted to steal the teacher.

It's just that the movements of the ancestor of the Yan clan seemed slow, but they were extremely fast.

There are runes one after another, and except for those who have done something about it, very few can understand them.

On the contrary, the east in the distance was slightly bright.

"This method of refining weapons... is actually somewhat similar to how I refined the Phoenix Sword!"

"Can I also learn to make alchemy and weapon refining?"

Dongfang blinked, and then shook his head. He must learn, but not necessarily now.

Now his goal is to understand the complete law of life as soon as possible.

Don't waste time on other things.

Only when the law of life improves, will his strength continue to improve, and will he have enough security in this world of cultivation.

Once you are safe and worry-free, you can do whatever you want.

time flies.

The sky became slightly dark.

This Dharma conference, unknowingly, lasted for several days.

Sudden.

"Buzz..."

On the clouds, a ray of light shines like the sun across the square.

The dim sky was illuminated like daylight.

Everyone only saw that the flame in the hands of the ancestor of the Yan clan was weakening little by little.

An object that was as thick as a little finger and as long as a palm, like a straight stick, appeared in everyone's eyes little by little.

The vast light actually emerged from the pitch-black wooden stick.

The next moment, the vast light suddenly changed, as if countless colors exploded, endless.

It seems to include all the colors in the world.

As various colors continue to shine, they finally converge on a palm-long wooden stick.

All light and color are absorbed by the wooden stick.

At the same time, there was an aura of pseudo-immortal weapons that filled the air quietly.

Feeling that aura, many people's expressions changed drastically, and they subconsciously exclaimed.

"Fake fairy weapon!"

"Oh my God... I saw a fake fairy weapon born with my own eyes!"

The next moment, everyone looked at Xiao Yan with a look of extreme envy on their faces.

That is a pseudo-immortal weapon, something that can only be possessed by strong men in the Cave Void Realm.

Although it is just a paintbrush, it is still a pseudo-immortal weapon!

At this moment, Xiao Yan also had a hint of surprise on his face.

He didn't expect that such a good thing would happen.

The pseudo-immortal weapon is the most powerful spiritual weapon in the world.

If it were an attacking spiritual weapon, its value would be no less than that of Ao Baiyi and Jian Wuju's flying boat.

"Hahaha! Not bad! I didn't expect it to be a fake fairy weapon!"

The ancestor of the Yan clan laughed, his voice full of surprise.

Abandoning the attack and defense requirements of normal spiritual weapons.

I only had requirements for color and painting, but I didn't expect that I would accidentally become a pseudo-immortal weapon.

Perhaps it was precisely because of abandoning attack and defense that everything developed in a good direction.

The only pity is that although this brush is a pseudo-immortal weapon, it does not have the capabilities that a normal pseudo-immortal weapon should have.

Just paint!

"This brush can be as big or small as you like. It can also use mana as ink to carve talismans and seals. It can also independently absorb the aura and light of heaven and earth to form various colors and spiritual powers!"

"Although it doesn't have any offensive power, it can be activated by magic power to form trapping formations and phantom formations on its own. The power is pretty good!"

"As for other functions, you can explore it yourself!"

Following the words of the ancestor of the Yan clan, the black paintbrush like a small wooden stick floated gently in front of Xiao Yan.

Seeing such a scene, everyone showed envy.

Fake fairy weapon!

It can cast trapping formations, illusion formations, and can also burn talismans and seals. These two points make the value of this brush skyrocketing.

Based on the pseudo-immortal weapon, it is definitely enough to cast the illusion trap array to protect yourself.

This can be regarded as a good defensive weapon.

Some talisman and seal masters looked at the brushes at this moment, and they were filled with intense light.

Suddenly, an old man with spiritual fluctuations all over his body walked out of the crowd, looked at Xiao Yan, and said in a fiery tone: "Is this brush for sale? I am willing to give you three million high-grade spiritual stones!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole square fell silent for an instant.

Three million high-grade spiritual stones!

A paintbrush is worth three million high-grade spiritual stones!

This simply made everyone jealous.

But when they thought that it was a fake fairy weapon, everyone took it for granted.

"Old man Wang... took advantage of my Xiao family?"

Before Xiao Yan responded, Xiao Qing on the side spoke directly and said with a smile: "Any fake fairy weapon is definitely worth not less than ten million. You want to buy it for three million? Are you thinking about it?"

"Ahem!"

Old Man Wang coughed dryly, cupped his hands slightly and explained: "Although this brush is a pseudo-immortal weapon, it is only useful to us masters of talisman and seal script!"

"I'm afraid there are only a few people who have the ability to buy it. It's extremely difficult to sell it at a high price!"

"How about... how about I pay 8 million?"

Listening to Old Man Wang's words, there was a dead silence in the whole place.

The price has almost tripled.

No one expected that the ancestor of the Yan clan would take action and actually refine a fake immortal weapon.

I am afraid that the ancestor of the Yan clan himself did not expect that giving up attack and defense and only pursuing the limit of the brush would have such an unexpected effect.

The great master of weapon refining, the ordinary weapons he uses, the eighth-grade and ninth-grade spiritual weapons are just ordinary.

If you want to refine a pseudo-immortal weapon, in addition to materials, you also need opportunities.

After all... if you engrave the wrong rune or a small mistake, the quality may plummet.

"Feel sorry!"

Xiao Yan suddenly interrupted and gave Old Man Wang a slight salute.

Naturally, he knew this person. The ancestor of the Wang family in the Northern Territory was extremely good at Talisman and Seal.

This brush does have great use for it.

"This brush already has an owner!"
To be continued...