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"What terms do you want to negotiate with 'Senior Brother Duan'?"

In the garden full of restrictions, the black-clothed man Chen Qing half-pulled his face, his breath was weak and dejected.

It has been a month since Ye Chunyang brought him back to the inner gate.

But since returning here, Ye Chunyang has left him here without paying any attention, just looking at him quietly every day without saying a word. His cold eyes made him feel pressured, and his whole body of spiritual power was sealed, even if he wanted to escape, he was powerless.

As usual, Ye Chunyang still looked at him coldly, without any intention of speaking.

This weird situation made Chen Qing want to cry but dare not, want to laugh but can't laugh.

Such torture is more painful than killing him.

Today, Ye Chunyang stared at him for a long time without saying a word, and returned to the quiet room to retreat after half a day.

Ye Chunyang certainly didn't catch Chen Qing to treat him like a monkey. The reason why he didn't rush to let Chen Qing pass the message to 'Senior Brother Duan' to negotiate terms was because after knowing the other party's secret ambition, he deeply realized that this person was difficult to deal with, and his strength was probably at an unfathomable level. If he rashly confronted him, he would probably suffer a lot.

So he had to make preparations for both situations.

During this period, he was in seclusion to refine pills and make talismans, while going back and forth between the three halls to find ancient books about the art of Lingkun and blood refining.

However, in order to avoid exposing his identity, after returning that day, he still used the Refining God Technique to erase Su Hu's memory, and then threw him back to the area of ​​old disciples to let him fend for himself.

But he didn't know whether this technique was the ancient secret of the magic way, and there was no record of it in the collection of Lingyun Sect, which made him a little distressed.

His nominal master, "Master Qing Chong", had not asked him about this period of time, but Ye Chunyang could probably guess that the old man had the intention of letting him go. After all, the latter had always believed that there were bloodworms in his body, and wanted to wait until his cultivation reached a certain stage before taking action against him.

For Ye Chunyang, the pressure from Su Xueyuan was much greater than that from Master Qing Chong, and the latter's letting him go was just what he wanted, allowing him to carry out his plan in secret.

Time passed in a flash, and another two months passed.

After a few months, Ye Chunyang made quite a few pills and talismans, but he still had nothing to do with Ling Kun and blood refining techniques.

Several times, he wanted Chen Qing to send a message to that "Senior Brother Duan" to let him exchange this secret technique, but he finally endured it.

That "Senior Brother Duan" was Su Xueyuan's senior brother, and his cultivation was definitely not lower than the latter, and it might even be higher. Before ensuring that he could compete with him head-on, he must not be impulsive, otherwise he would not be able to exchange the secret technique, and he might even lose his life.

Fortunately, after practicing the Soul Refining Technique, his consciousness became more and more condensed, and the quality of the pills he refined also improved. In addition, when he reached the foundation-building stage, he could also carve intermediate spells into talismans.

Now he has more than 20 top-grade pills, more than 10 intermediate talismans, and hundreds of primary talismans. In general, the harvest is not small.

But today he is no longer in seclusion. After hiding Chen Qing, he took Ye Xiaobao's flying tool and left the sect, rushing towards Tianyang City.

Today is the half-year period agreed with Old Man Lu. He wants to go to Tianyang City to see how the old man has refined the raw materials of the fire dragon?

The old man said that the fire dragon is a species of ancient times, and its raw materials are very likely to be refined into a top-grade magic weapon. Ye Chunyang is secretly looking forward to it! After all, the power of a top-grade magic weapon is comparable to ten top-grade magic weapons!

Thinking of this, he speeded up and went to the Refining Alliance quickly after arriving in Tianyang City.

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The Refining Alliance was as usual. There were more than a dozen refining rooms full of people. Only the one at the end, which belonged to Old Man Lu, was deserted. It was obvious that most people sneered at its strange rules. This made it easy for Ye Chunyang to walk in.

Just as he stepped into the threshold of the refining room, there was a sudden bang, and a hot air wave swept out from it. He was startled and immediately cast a protective gas shield. Fortunately, there was also an isolation array in this room to block the air wave.

"Ahem..."

Two coughs came from the thick smoke. Ye Chunyang looked in astonishment and saw a sloppy old man coming out in a mess. His face was black and his hair was disheveled. Who else could it be but Old Man Lu?

"Huh? Daoist friend, you are here. The old man has been waiting here for half a year!"

The smoke dissipated, and Old Man Lu saw Ye Chunyang's figure, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"What's going on?" Ye Chunyang frowned, his face was not very good.

"Hehe... I was refining a magic weapon, and the cauldron exploded. It's okay, it's okay..."

Old man Lu hurriedly collected a pile of scrap iron on the ground, then touched the cauldron with several cracks on his face with a look of heartache, and smiled awkwardly.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang's mouth twitched slightly. This old man blew up the cauldron while refining Qi, which made him deeply doubt the other party's refining skills. Could it be that he also ruined his own materials?

Seeing Ye Chunyang's slightly suspicious eyes, the old man chuckled twice, and was about to speak, but when he saw the protective gas mask on Ye Chunyang, he was suddenly shocked.

"Daoyou, you...you have reached the foundation?"

"I accidentally advanced a few days ago." Ye Chunyang restrained his breath and said expressionlessly: "Have I refined my magic weapon?"

"Yes, yes! It has been refined a long time ago, just waiting for the senior to come and take it!"

Old man Lu was so respectful that he even changed his address. After all, he was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining Stage. He had to be respectful enough in front of Ye Chunyang, who was at the Foundation Establishment Stage!

As he spoke, he took out a several-inch-long iron box from the stone grid on the wall, "Senior, don't worry. The magic weapon I refined this time will satisfy you!"

Ye Chunyang's mind moved.

A dazzling rosy glow bloomed from the box, and then dozens of snow-white and exquisite bone nails appeared in front of Ye Chunyang's eyes. They were about three inches long, with crystal light flowing all over the body, and a fascinating fire attribute aura.

"This is the Zhuxian nail, a total of 7749 pieces, made from the skin and bones of the fire dragon, containing strong fire attribute spiritual power. It is invisible and shadowless when it is used, and it is extremely fast. No one at the same level can stop its edge, and it can block the spiritual power after entering the human body. It can be said to be a treasure for sneak attacks and assassinations!"

Old man Lu looked proud.

"Good treasure!" Ye Chunyang was excited.

This is a set of top-grade magic weapons, which are more powerful than those of the same level, and can be used in secret to achieve unexpected results.

With this treasure in hand, plus Ye Xiaobao's invisibility, he can fight against masters in the middle stage of foundation building.

Ye Chunyang nodded secretly and put this set of "Zhu Xian Nail" into the Qiankun bag. It seems that the refining skills of this old man Lu are also extraordinary, which makes him very satisfied.

But he was a little curious and asked: "I wonder how much raw materials did the old man spend to refine this set of Zhu Xian Nail?"

"Speaking of which, although this fire dragon is a prehistoric relic, because its skin and bones are excellent, the ritual refining process is quite smooth, and only less than one-third of the raw materials are spent!"

The decisive answer of the old man Lu surprised Ye Chunyang.

With only less than one-third of the raw materials, a set of top-grade magic weapons was refined. This refining skill must not be ignored.

Feeling the surprise in Ye Chunyang's eyes, Old Man Lu couldn't help but feel a little proud, and then said: "My ancestor was a disciple of a refining sect in ancient times. There are many ancient refining techniques in the ancient books he left behind. It is easier for me to sacrifice the ancient relics."

Ye Chunyang suddenly realized that the ancient methods of cultivation and refining were extremely exquisite, far less complicated than today, just like the alchemy he obtained from the ancient holy pattern tripod, the quality and success rate are far higher than those of the present.

But at this time, Old Man Lu seemed a little embarrassed again.

He scratched his messy hair and said: "In fact, to be honest, although the ancient refining technique is wonderful, it only works on some rare raw materials or ancient relics. It is not applicable to many materials in this era. Therefore, the old man has established the rule of accepting general materials when refining Qi for others, and then practice with the remaining materials. This is also the first time to sacrifice the ancient relics."

Ye Chunyang was a little stunned.

I gave the skin and bones of the fire dragon to Old Man Lu, so that he could use them for experiments. Fortunately, he was able to refine a set of "Zhu Xian Nails". If he failed, he would suffer a great loss!

As if sensing Ye Chunyang's displeasure, Old Man Lu chuckled twice and took out another iron box from the stone cage.

This iron box was a little bigger than before, and it was more than one foot long at a rough glance.

Under Ye Chunyang's surprised eyes, Old Man Lu immediately opened the box, and a pair of miniature bone wings appeared inside. From the outline and appearance, it was obviously the pair on the back of the fire dragon.

However, this pair of bone wings had obviously undergone a superb sacrifice and not only had a much smaller shape, but also looked more delicate on the outside, covered with dazzling patterns, and every inch of the pattern exuded a sharp breath, and there was a faint sound of wind whistling.

"What is this?"

Ye Chunyang frowned, and doubt flashed in his eyes.

"This wing is made from the bone wing of a fire dragon. Although it is only at the level of a superior magic weapon, it is also a good flying magic weapon with a great bonus to speed." Old Man Lu said with a smile: "To thank you for sending the raw materials of the ancient relics, I casually made this thing and gave it to you as a token of my appreciation. I hope you will accept it."

For a weapon refiner, no matter how sophisticated his knowledge is, it is just an empty shell. Only by practicing with superior raw materials can he improve.

The same is true for alchemists.

So these two professions are recognized as the most expensive professions in the world of immortal cultivation.

Ye Chunyang sent the raw materials of a whole fire dragon to Old Man Lu, which just happened to allow him to practice. It was exactly what he wanted, so he was naturally grateful to him.

Stroking the pair of miniature bone wings, Ye Chunyang remembered the amazing speed of the fire dragon in the stone cave, and a trace of warmth rose in his heart.

He smiled and accepted the treasure without hesitation, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your kindness. I will accept this treasure."

Ye Chunyang knew the old man's shrewdness. Although he seemed to have refined two magic weapons for him, he must have kept a lot of the raw materials of the fire dragon. This was just a fair trade. Moreover, this pair of bone wings was not comparable to his current Lingyin cloak. With this flying magic weapon, his flying speed would be much faster.

"This treasure was just made by the old man casually, and it has not been named yet. If you like it, why not give it a name?" Old Man Lu smiled with a little satisfaction.

Ye Chunyang touched his chin and showed deep thought.

"Since it is a flying magic weapon, let's call it 'Phantom Wings'!"