Seeing Bu Fan's strange expression, Duan Zhenghou felt a little confused.
Although this iron ring was made of secular iron, he could faintly feel that this iron ring had a certain Taoist charm, which could only be found in Xuantian Lingbao level magic weapons.
"it's okay no problem!"
Bu Fan sighed inwardly and shook his head.
Originally, he wanted to use Duan Zhenghou's hand to refine a magical weapon to see if he could get rid of the counter-effect.
In this way, you can refine a magic weapon with luck bonus for Xiao Huan Bao.
However, the results are obvious.
It might as well be made by one's own hands.
At least the counter-effect capabilities of the magic weapon he personally refined are not that full.
With this thought, Bu Fan used the Creation Burning Heaven Technique, "soared" with his palm, and raging flames instantly turned the iron ring into ashes.
"Sir, what are you..."
Duan Zhenghou's eyes widened and his voice trembled.
This is a Xuantian Lingbao-level magic weapon, and it was destroyed like this?
"This magic weapon is so rubbish!"
Bu Fan looked strange.
Isn't it just a high-level magic weapon? Why is it so nervous?
But at this moment, Duan Zhenghou was shocked by Bu Fan's unintentional words.
Is it too rubbish to have Xuantian Lingbao in your head?
"you want?"
Bu Fan realized something and thought Duan Zhenghou wanted to keep the iron ring for study, "I think it's better to forget it, I really do it for your own good!"
IQ, strength, luck, and vitality are all 99%. There is no difference between wearing this ring and seeking death.
"Juniors don't dare!"
Duan Zhenghou felt panic in his heart.
He suddenly thought that the person in front of him could even create an innate spiritual treasure from ordinary iron, so if he used cultivation materials...
Maybe Xuantian Lingbao is just garbage in the eyes of this mysterious being.
But if even Xuantian Lingbao is trash.
Does that mean that the mysterious being in front of me can refine magical weapons that are even more advanced than Xuantian Lingbao?
Thinking of this, Duan Zhenghou trembled in his heart.
On top of Xuantian Lingbao, there is the rumored Heaven-reaching Treasure, which is also called a pseudo-immortal weapon by senior monks.
There are only a handful of pseudo-immortal weapons in the world of immortality today, and most of these pseudo-immortal weapons are spread among some extremely ancient sect families.
Because no one in the world of immortal cultivation can refine a pseudo-immortal weapon nowadays. The materials for refining the weapon are one aspect, and there is another most critical aspect.
That is, the method of refining pseudo-immortal weapons has long been lost.
It can’t be said to have been lost.
In some caves of ancient ruins, there may still be advanced weapon refining techniques.
There are also some extremely ancient sect families that may have methods for refining pseudo-immortal weapons, but who would be willing to show them to others.
Duan Zhenghou also went to search for the ancient method of refining weapons, but after searching for hundreds of years, he gave up.
But at this moment, a being who can refine the heaven-reaching treasure is right in front of him, how can Duan Zhenghou be excited.
Perhaps the person in front of me might be an old monster who has lived for countless thousands of years.
Bu Fan didn't know what Duan Zhenghou was thinking, but he knew the principle of giving both kindness and power, "Just now I made a weapon, and you saw it, now I'm going to give you some advice on how to make it!"
"Thank you sir!"
There was uncontrollable ecstasy on Duan Zhenghou's face, and he immediately saluted respectfully.
Bu Fan nodded and began to give some simple instructions to Duan Zhengwai on how to refine weapons.
Soon.
Duan Zhenghou was seen deep in thought.
Bu Fan knew that Duan Zhenghou was comprehending the method of refining weapons, so he did not disturb him and left the blacksmith shop slowly.
I went to the blacksmith shop by the Ling River to pick up weapons again.
When I was about to arrive at the blacksmith's shop, I saw a man riding a white donkey slowly walking away.
Ling Hebian thought this man was someone who went to the blacksmith shop to make ornaments, and didn't think much about it. So he entered the blacksmith shop and saw Duan Zhenghou standing there motionless.
Ling Hebian scratched his head.
Although he didn't understand why Duan Zhenghou was just standing there, he knew that he couldn't disturb him at this time, so he chose to wait quietly.
"Wonderful!"
Suddenly, Duan Zhenghou came out of his trance and was about to say thanks when he saw Ling He standing aside.
"Where's sir?"
Duan Zhenghou looked around and asked subconsciously.
"What sir?"
Ling Hebian looked confused, "When I came here, I saw you alone! No, there seems to be a man riding a donkey who has left."
"It seems that sir has left!"
Duan Zhenghou took a deep breath.
The weapon-refining method that the mysterious being just taught him was extremely profound, and it took him a long time to understand it.
On the side, Ling He heard Duan Zhenghou say this and subconsciously thought that the man riding the donkey he saw before was a gentleman from the academy or school.
"You want to get the sword, right? The sword is in the back room. Where are you going?"
Duan Zhenghou glanced at Linghe River.
Now he couldn't wait to figure out the weapon refining method.
He believed that as long as he mastered this weapon refining method, his weapon refining skills would be greatly improved.
"Our chief escort also wants to make five long knives!" Ling Hebian said honestly.
"Okay, I'll pick it up in a few days!"
Duan Zhenghou was still thinking about the weapon refining method and nodded casually.
When Ling Hebian saw that the other party had agreed, he immediately went to the back room, hugged five swords and left the blacksmith shop.
When leaving, I didn't forget to glance at Duan Zhenghou, who was frowning and thinking.
"By the way, I seem to have forgotten to check the child's spiritual root qualification again!"
Duan Zhenghou suddenly remembered something and slapped his head suddenly, but the figure by the Linghe River had already disappeared into the blacksmith shop.
"Forget it, compared to the weapon refining method taught by that being, this is a trivial matter!"
Duan Zhenghou quickly put this matter behind him and continued to ponder the weapon refining method taught by Qi Fan.
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at the same time.
Bu Fan rode a little white donkey and looked at the scenery of the town leisurely.
The town has really changed a lot nowadays.
I remember that when he first came to this world, there were potholes everywhere and houses made of loess and thatch.
Nowadays, the blue brick and large tiled houses are neatly arranged, the ground is paved with flat cement, and the water channels and rivers are also erected with railings. If it were placed in modern times, it would be enough to be selected as the most beautiful new countryside.
However, this is also thanks to Zhou Mingzhu.
After all, Zhou Mingzhu has always been responsible for the planning of the town. Well, as a tool man, Zhou Mingzhu has done a very good job.
In the soap workshop, someone who was chatting and laughing with Dani suddenly sneezed. He couldn't help but wonder who was talking about her so shamelessly.
"Mayor, where are you going?"
Suddenly, I met an old man carrying a hoe on the road. The old man was smiling.
"It's Uncle Li. I just went to the blacksmith shop to have a look, and I'm going back now. Have you just come back from the fields?"
Bu Fan got off the back of the little white donkey and said hello with a smile.
"Yes, the crops in the fields are growing very well, and there will be another bumper harvest this year. This is all thanks to you, the mayor!"
Old Man Li smiled very kindly. As a person who has been farming for most of his life, there is nothing happier than seeing the crops growing well.
"You're welcome, I don't deserve the credit. It's because everyone is hardworking and not afraid of hard work that we can have a great harvest!!" Bu Fan smiled modestly and shook his head.
"Town chief, that's not what you said. Ever since you became the village chief, our village has had a bumper harvest every year. If you hadn't allowed it,
All the folks in our town are planning to erect a stone statue of you in the square of the town!"