"In this way, only red fire iron crystals are left! Don't even think about it in the free trading area, there is no such weapon refining material!"
"Although the red fire iron crystal is not as expensive as Taihang King Kong, it is very rare. Although this material is also a type of iron, it has strong fire resistance, which is far beyond the comparison of ordinary rotten iron."
As soon as Yuan Zun said something, Butian fell into silence. Only Han Bichi didn't understand what the two were talking about. He leaned on Yuan Zun's shoulders with interest and asked: "What are you two mysteriously planning to do?"
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The two looked at each other, smiled, and shook their heads.
Since they didn't say anything, Han Bichi unusually didn't ask again, but hummed an inexplicable tune and raised her hair back.
"Red fire iron crystal...I do have some news."
Yuan Zun and Butian, who had already extinguished their emotions, suddenly became energetic and asked in unison: "You?"
Being questioned like this by the two people, Han Bichi felt extra unhappy and snorted coldly: "Why, I don't believe it!"
"Look!"
After saying that, she gently unscrewed the two buttons of her upper body uniform, and the two groups of white hair that were ready to come out reflected a ray of light, which was very eye-catching.
Bu Tian was naturally dumbfounded. He stared straight at the ravine and said, "It's hard to find in the sky and hard to find on earth! It's really good!"
"You bastard, what are you looking at!" Han Bichi reacted, waved his fist coldly, and slapped Bu Tian on the head, making an intoxicating sound.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
Bu Tian covered his head and squatted on the ground. Han Bichi snorted, pointed the unbuttoned collar at Yuan Zun and said, "Look!"
"Miss Han, I'm not a womanizer, please put your clothes on quickly!"
Yuan Zun turned his head and waved his hand to her, his expression slightly changing.
"What are you two grown men thinking? You even say that you are not a womanizer, but what I want you to see is clearly what's underneath!"
Hearing Han Bichi's somewhat annoyed voice, Yuan Zun opened a slit of his eye and swept down Han Bichi's collar.
Under the light-colored hospital uniform, there is a piece of soft armor with a silvery white color. It is of high quality and extremely soft. I am afraid it is also a rare spiritual weapon!
"How about it! Now you see it, huh, this soft armor of mine is a protective treasure given by my father personally. The refining material is the red fire iron crystal, but some are added to it.
It’s just a more special material.”
Seeing Bu Tian standing up again, with an expression of wanting to find out, Han Bichi hurriedly closed the buttons of the hospital uniform and said: "How is it? Can it be used? If it is useful, I can cut off a piece of it.
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Yuan Zun's eyes flashed with surprise, and his heart was extremely shocked.
The material for refining the soft armor was indeed based on red fire iron crystals, but this was not what shocked Yuan Zun the most. The reason why he was so shocked was that, on the contrary, it was the material used for refining the soft armor.
Some other materials!
Just the white silk threads visible to the naked eye are probably rare ice silk!
They are both second-grade spiritual weapons, but there are so many differences in toughness and power for two reasons. Among them, it is the level of the weapon refiner. The more advanced the weapon refiner is, the lower the level of the weapon will be.
The spiritual weapon is even more superior!
In addition, the refining materials are also an important factor that cannot be ignored. The soft armor Han Bichi is wearing is obviously more precious than Bu Tian's Bing San Chi Qingfeng.
If you tear off a piece from it and repair the long sword, your brain will be caught in the door!
Of course, Bu Tian's three-foot green front has extraordinary significance to him, which is why he begged Yuan Zun to restore it at all costs.
After a brief period of dullness, Yuan Zun shook his head.
As a peak-level weapon refiner, he obviously had no way to destroy the soft armor on Han Rou, let alone tear off only a small piece from it.
After explaining the reason to them, Bu Tian and Han Bichi felt very sorry and shook their heads one after another.
"Now, you should tell me what you need the Red Fire Iron Crystal for, right?" Han Bichi still couldn't help but be curious and asked with her big eyes blinking a few times.
"I want Brother Yuan Zun to repair a green sword passed down from my family for me. This sword has extraordinary significance to me. It is not only a relic left to me by my father, but also a witness to my growth."
Han Bichi's pretty face darkened slightly and said, "Your father... I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter. If this matter is brought up in front of you and Brother Yuan Zun, I won't be too repelled."
Bu Tian took a deep breath, as if he was recalling something, and then his voice seemed to be colder than before.
"When I was ten years old, the Bu family was wiped out. My father hid me in a pig cage and narrowly escaped death, but I watched helplessly as the blood of hundreds of members of the clan was shed on my body.
There's a river of blood flowing underneath!"
"The gap in Bingqing's front was caused by my father's counterattack being broken before he died." Bu Tian had a cold look on his face. When he said this, his palms were clenched tightly, and finally, his face was revealed.
A helpless and annoyed expression.
"It's a pity that five or six years have passed and I don't have a clue about the enemy who destroyed my family. I can only live on and scurry around like a headless fly."
Listening to the weak, yet extremely hateful voice in the last sentence, Han Bichi's starry eyes also became a little moist.
The atmosphere between the three of them was extremely oppressive, and no one knew how to break this embarrassing situation.
"From today on, Yuan Zun and I are your family! Cheer up, one day you will get what you want!" Han Bichi forced a smile and said to Bu Tian, who was still in a depressed mood.
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"What about the red fire iron crystal... How about asking Wu Meiren? There are many blood disciples, so there will always be some news."
These words reminded Yuan Zun, and he nodded silently, with a bitter smile in his heart, and said: "Wu Meiren has been in the inner courtyard for a year, so he should have some knowledge of these things, so we can handle it like this."
The three of them had a rare agreement, and without stopping, they strode towards the station where the blood disciple was sitting.
Compared to students like them who have just entered the inner courtyard, Feitian Station has a specific place and place. Although it is not large, it is like a small to medium-sized family.
Since there is such a station, it means that the development of Xuanji Martial Academy over thousands of years is probably not limited to the two small organizations of Blood Disciple and Heavenly Punishment.
These organizations ceased to exist due to various reasons such as the departure of personnel and separation from Xuanji Martial Academy. Only these buildings were preserved for a long time.