Fang Cun accepted the invitation to refining the mountain, and it didn't disturb many people at first.

Even the people from the Sanshan and Three Institutes came to visit Fangcun at the Old Classics Institute, but not many people knew about it. So after they left, only a few teachers from the old classics found Fangcun afterwards, and everyone drank a pot of tea. After sitting for a long time, it can be seen that these masters have something to say, but they don't know how to express it clearly, so after sitting for a long time, they look embarrassed.

Perhaps, at this time, they hated the Yunxiao who ran out to be chic, but did not spread the word.

Fang Cun knew what they wanted to say and why they couldn't say it.

In fact, everything before that, everyone was a tacit type, the old scholastic misunderstood, thinking that they had the "Secrets of No Phase" under their bodies, so I let them misunderstand.

The old scholastic school misunderstood, thinking that as long as they have won over this piece of cloud-qi fighting and proved that they have the ability to hold the scroll, they will give it to them.

In this regard, what I chose is to let them misunderstand...

So at this time, the Three Mountains and Three Institutes came to invite themselves to fight, and several teachers became worried.

To put it bluntly, they were worried that if the Three Mountains and Three Institutes won, they would hand over the next volume of "Secrets of No Phase" to them.

What can I say about this?

Said that he would not give them the next scroll?

That wouldn't be a confession to myself that I really have a scroll.

The most important thing about lying is that you can confuse it in one sentence when it is revealed in the future.

Therefore, the square inch at this time is definitely not acceptable.

After considering a few answers in his heart, he picked the safest one, and Fang Cun slowly smiled, took the initiative to speak, and said, "What a few seniors want to say, Fang Er understands in his heart, but I have my elder brother and cause and effect in front of me. , And there are always some discomforts. Since the Sanshan Sanshanyuan has found the door, then I will hide, but when can I hide? The other party can really spare me?"

"So, it's better to be magnanimous and accept it directly to confirm what you have learned in your heart. As for..."

As soon as he heard the word two, several old masters subconsciously craned their necks.

Fang Cun smiled, and then said: "As for our victory or defeat, Fang Er knows what to do, so don't worry about it!"

"Call..."

Upon hearing the words, several masters all smiled and let out a long sigh of relief.

Fang Cun also thought to himself: This is the most interesting...

Did you say anything useful?

No, but they believed...

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Not only did he believe it, Mr. Yuheng also smiled and said: "My old school is also related to Mr. Fang Er, you see, you have so many classmates in Liuhu City, have you now entered my old school to listen to the scriptures? Haha, when my brother first entered the Song Dynasty, he became famous for asking about the three mountains and four courtyards, and breaking the magic altar with the seven swords to surpass everyone and gain the eyes of the immortal emperor. But nowadays, many people are watching it. As for you, as our own person, the old man would like to remind you that Chaoge has a deep heart, so don’t be careless..."

Next to him, Mr. Yutai, who had a grumpy temper, said with a loud voice: "To put it bluntly, the Mountain of Refining God is unkind. When you go to the ceremony, you must remember to think of your excuses in advance, and Words are expensive and Jane is not much, remember..."

Seeing his serious look, it seems that he has suffered a lot from this.

"I know!"

Fang Cun agreed softly, then got up to leave.

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At night, he deliberated carefully and sorted out all the news and speculations, and then he was relieved.

The Old Scholastic Academy was very worried about him at this time, but Xu did not expect that Fang Cun's eyes were deep at this time.

It seems, even a little excited!

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Soon, it was the day when the mountain of refining gods opened.

On that day, Fang Cun held up his black umbrella early and left the old school with the little fox.

Now, he has concealed the secrets of heaven and has a new trick.

When he left the house, there was already an exquisite Dharma boat suspended at the entrance of the courtyard, and Fang Cun entered the Dharma boat directly. Anyway, no one could see the scene in the Dharma boat, so naturally no one knew about Fang Er Gongzi. Isn't he holding an umbrella and going out this time, Fang Cun needs to make sure that he does what he does. It's just that he doesn't show up, talk less, and in the end, he won't tremble.

"The Mountain of Refining God, one of the four courtyards of Chaoge Three Mountains, and the main reference of the "Lingjing". There are many refiners in the courtyard..."

In the cabin, the little fox stammered, reciting the information collected by the previous person for Fang Cun.

"Too stiff!"

Fang Cun interrupted her and said, "I asked you to help analyze the data, not for you to read the whole article like this!"

The little fox widened his eyes: "What's that?"

Fang Cun sighed helplessly, and said, "First understand the text you see, and then repeat it to me!"

The little fox glared, "Oh", stared at the scroll vigorously, almost got into it. After a while, he raised his head and said solemnly: "The above said, most of the people in the Mountain of Refining God are Taking the "Ling Jing" as the natal sutra, and the avenues of Qi refining extended from the "Ling Jing", it can be said that there are a lot of them. Some are used to raise Gu, and some are used to nurture knowledge. The door, only the way of refining objects, has been appreciated by Xiandian, so the way of refining tools in the "Ling Jing" has become the mainstream!"

"It is called cultivating sacred mountain. It is said that the original intention is to cultivate inanimate things and cultivate spirituality. This is the way to nourish the gods!"

"This mountain of sacred refining, the most is the master of refining, the gods of Daxia, together with Yeyuan, the soldiers and the armors of the soldiers, are all made by the mountain of refining, and it is a customary practice. Zong Zhili, refine a weapon!"

"...Huh? Young Master, they cheated you, saying that the second-generation disciple made a weapon casually, but it was made by the whole family!"

"..."

Fang Cun waved his hand gently and said, "Go on!"

"Oh!"

The little fox said again: "Every three years, the weapons refined from the mountain of refining gods are extremely popular, and their owners are also masters of Daxia, like the sword in the hands of the female swordsman. Weapons in the hands of a **** king, etc... There is a legend behind that when the great young man first arrived in Chaoge, he also thought about asking for a **** weapon, but he did not give it to the mountain, but later said I want to give the Grand Prince a weapon, but it is a pity that the Grand Prince has gone to Yeyuan three years later, and later on..."

"..."

Fang Cun nodded lightly and said, "No need to say more about this!"

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Talking like this, all the way to the mountain of refining.

When we reach the west of Chaoge, before that one rises to the sky, the mountain is vigorous, and before the big mountain with the color of gold and iron, we can see that the surrounding valley is full of people. Just look at it from a distance. It can be seen that this mountain is different from the others. It is different from the Taoism of the mountain, and all pay attention to the fairy wind Taoism, but this mountain is full of gold and anger, and it seems that there is a perennial fire.

"Mr. Fang Er is here..."

I saw Fang Cun Fazhou coming from a distance. Someone had stopped to ask. After the little fox reported Fang Cun’s name, the people who were blocking the road were immediately excited. Not only did they give way, they even ran back all the way and shouted to the elder. We report.

"Hehe, waiting for Mr. Fang Er to come here..."

A burly elder greeted him, who was the one who visited the old school.

"Mr. Cang is polite, please forgive Fang Er for not showing up to meet..."

Inside the ark, a polite voice came from Fang Cun.

This Mr. Cang was startled when he heard the words: "Uh...why?"

"Ugh……"

Fang Cun sighed quietly, and said: "I made a beauty pill before, which was supposed to moisturize and tone the skin, but I didn't expect that the prescription was a little bit wrong. Now my face is covered with erythema and looks like an evil spirit. ...The faceless has appeared before others!"

"What?"

This Mr. Cang listened to it, and after a long time he slowed down, and said hurriedly: "Understand!"

But I secretly said in my heart: "Some people say that the second son of Fang is the Sansao of Yuancheng, and he really deserves his reputation. Dignified lords, what is the importance of shamelessness, and I actually make my own beauty pill, I... Disciple, when dealing with furnace weapons every day, which one has no scars on his face, except that the Taoists are not easy to find one by one... Isn't there nothing at all?"

But in any case, Fang Cun gave this answer, which seemed to be an acceptable promise, and it could only be so.

So, he went back to tell the other elders, and everyone had a surprising understanding.

Soon, the ark stepped forward and stopped around the valley with a huge fire pit. From the boat, you can see that there are many gas refiners gathering around the valley at this time. From the perspective of the robe and the car, Many of them are with extraordinary identities, and many are sitting directly in the sedan chair or hiding behind the clouds. In this way, Fang Cun's body is in the ark, which is not too dazzling.

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Around the valley, there was an old man with beard wearing animal skins, bare-armed and muscular knuckles standing up, staring closely at the eye of the fire that was rising with billowing smoke. He shouted: "The hour is approaching, the magic soldier is born!"

Following his shouting, five middle-aged men immediately stepped forward and stood still.

When the old man with the beard looked at the sun and judged that the time had passed, he immediately shouted: "Catch the magic soldier!"

"Here!"

Five middle-aged men wielded an iron chain at the same time. The colors were red, black, blue, silver, and gold. Each iron chain seemed to be an incredible magic weapon. This one waved it out and swept the world. The void rolled and the mana surged, like a five-color dragon, plunged straight into the crypt, as if hooking something at the same time, the five iron chains suddenly tightened together.

The five middle-aged men shouted in unison, and then pulled desperately.

Another moment, the fire of the catacombs suddenly burst into the sky, the sky was dark, and something was pulled up.