Soon, those inferior materials all melted into some molten iron, which was separated and refined by the true energy.

As time passed, the room became hotter and hotter, and the monks who couldn't stand it had to leave the room, standing at the door and watching.

Some monks with good strength are also far away, wanting to understand what Yang Fan wants to do.

Soon, in the molten iron, a group of brown and black impurities was calcined, and Yang Fan knew that it could be shaped.

Yang Fan withdrew his true energy, the molten iron merged with each other, and gradually formed the magic weapon in Yang Fan's heart under the influence of the spirit.

"What are you doing out? Why don't you remember?"

Su Lanfang's tender drink sounded at the door.

It's just that the monks in the room didn't move at all, who made the room too hot.

"Senior Sister, you should go and see by yourself."

A small female monk said weakly.

Su Lanfang was puzzled and walked into the room with curiosity.

Why is it so hot?

This is Su Lanfang's first feeling.

Then Su Lanfang's eyes swept the focus of everyone.

The strange flame in the air made her face change a bit.

"Who, what are you doing?!!!"

Su Lanfang shouted violently, although she was a little afraid of the black flames in the air, but as the inner disciples of the Jubao Pavilion, these disciples with low cultivation level encountered danger, and she had to stand up to protect them.

"You all go out."

Su Lanfang said without looking back.

Soon, besides Yang Fan, only Su Lanfang remained in the room.

"What about you, what are you..."

Su Lanfang hadn't finished speaking, her face suddenly changed as a third-rank refiner, her face showed a solemn expression, and her eyes looked at Yang Fan with a hint of surprise and approval.

"He is actually refining tools! Looking at the technique, he should be the first time refining tools, and the techniques are not in place in many places."

Su Lanfang thought in her heart.

With the progress of the steps, it has come to the final stage-forming!

Yang Fan increased the output of Divine Soul, and the terrifying Divine Soul shocked Su Lanfang's heart.

Almost suffocated Su Lanfang.

"Who is this person? Why does he possess such a powerful spirit? Judging from his appearance, he is only three hundred years old. It is absolutely impossible for a person of this age to possess such a terrifying spirit."

"It's done!"

Yang Fan was overjoyed and showed a relieved smile.

Su Lanfang woke up from the fantasy, staring blankly.

I saw a round wheel about fifty centimeters in diameter appeared. It was said to be a round wheel, but it was almost the same as the eight-foot Qionggou jade combined by three gouyu.

Yang Fan borrowed from Uchiha Itachi's use of Susao Nohu's style, which is the shape of Hachishakaki Gouyu.

When the Ba Chi Qiong Gou Jade is moved by force at will, a red delayed attack trajectory will appear for every attack, which will cause a visual impact and give people a very powerful feeling.

"This...this is!!! The third rank attack magic weapon!"

Su Lanfang felt that she was dreaming.

call!

Exhaling a deep breath, the first refining made Yang Fan's spirit tense throughout the entire process, which made him feel a little tired.

"You said this is the magic weapon of the third rank?"

"Of course. Is this the first time you have refined a magic weapon?"

Su Lanfang looked at Yang Fan with the look of a monster.

"Well, but I am a pharmacist, I feel that this refining tool is similar to alchemy, a bit strange."

Yang Fan talked freely.

rusty...

Su Lanfang had a black line on her face, really wanting to be violent, and then pressed Yang Fan to the ground and rubbed it.

"You don't need to learn the basics of the refiner. Although you have successfully refined a third-grade magic weapon, you are still a first-grade refiner."

Su Lanfang said solemnly.

Yang Fan shrugged, it didn't matter.

"I just became a refiner like this?"

"Anyone who can refine the third-rank magic weapon, who is not a refiner?"

Su Lanfang asked rhetorically.

"Ning Caichen."

Jin Sihan's sweet drink came from the door.

"what happened?"

"Why is Shenxingju missing? Did you take it away?"

Jin Sihan was a little angry, with a hint of blame in her tone, but she never thought that Lamborghini was Yang Fan.

"Take it."

Throwing a storage ring to Jin Sihan, Yang Fan quickly urged her to leave.

Jin Sihan left with a smile.

Yang Fan: "Are there any more advanced refining books?"

Su Lanfang: "..."

"No, a refiner who wants to advance to a higher level can only refine the device step by step to advance."

A meeting room in Jubao Pavilion.

"Brother!"

Qi Tianlei sat in the vice seat and spoke to a middle-aged man.

This person is Sun Yangze, the tenth master of the Jubao Pavilion, and his strength in the late Mahayana period.

Regardless of his middle-aged appearance, his true age is actually older than Qi Tianlei.

"Pavilion Master, we have attracted a talented young man, but he is unwilling to join the Treasure Pavilion. And he has a magical magical horse."

Caravan Yuan got up and arched his hands.

Sun Yangze didn't believe it, and looked at Ma Bangyuan with scrutiny eyes.

At this moment, there was a roar of Lamborghini engine not far away.

This strange sound immediately attracted Sun Yangze's eyes.

The powerful divine sense came out, and the ethereal coercion enveloped the entire Jubao Pavilion.

A cultivator with a slightly stronger strength instantly felt a powerful spirit around him.

"Interesting stuff. Go and see."

In the next second, Sun Yangze disappeared, and instantly appeared in the open space inside the Treasure Pavilion.

Just after landing, I saw a red Lamborghini speeding in the open, making incomprehensible movements from time to time.

And Jin Sihan had a great time playing. Looking carefully, Sun Yangze found that there was a person sitting in the passenger seat, it was Jin Wenbin.

"Very good Shenxing horse, but the speed is too slow. At this speed, even monks in the Qi refining period can't run."

Before long, Sun Yangze noticed the abnormality, said.

"Master, this is the reason for cooperating with Ning Caichen. Buy his magical horse production method, and then give him some magic weapons."

Luban stepped forward, said.

Sun Yangze gave some affirmations, but then reacted and asked.

"What magic weapon?"

"This..."

Lu Ban couldn't say it.

Qi Tianlei suddenly regretted that he agreed to Yang Fan so quickly and spoke first.

"Brother, it's my own opinion. I promised to give Ning Caichen a nine-star magic weapon."

"what?!!"

Sun Yangze looked at Qi Tianlei warily.

"Are you really my stingy second junior brother? How about using a nine-star magic weapon for this magical method of making a horse?"

For personal reasons, Qi Tianlei has been stingy since joining the Jubao Pavilion. Even if he doesn't use his things, he doesn't want to give it to others. Over time, he has become a stingy spokesperson.

"Brother, it's actually more than that."

"More than that!!!"

Sun Yangze became nervous again.

"The nine-star magic weapon is still given for free."

Sun Yangze staggered on the spot.