The fairy father

This is Li Ping'an's first visit to Fansufang Town.

He had only taken a glance at it from a distance before, and he could see that in Dafang Town, there were many fairy pavilions, tall buildings touching the sky, various formations covering every building, and countless Qi Refiners galloping back and forth in the air. .

But after entering Guanlan City, Li Pingan saw another scene.

The whole city is divided into upper and lower sections.

The tall buildings of the Immortal Pavilion spread from the earth to the sky, supporting the 'magpie bridges' from the sky. The shops of the Immortal Family are all located here, and the Qi Refiners are also shuttled on this upper level.

But at the bottom of these high-rise buildings in the Immortal Pavilion, there are streets and alleys that are blocked from the sun. You can see many mortals or semi-entry Qi practitioners who only have Qi training realm living here.

The scale of Guanlan City ranks among the top ten on the coast of the East China Sea, and it is hundreds of miles long from north to south;

For a Qi practitioner who can control the air, a hundred miles is nothing, but for the large number of half-mortal and half-cultivation people living here, it is already too huge.

Mortals want to go up, and casual cultivators want to go out.

The intersection of light and shadow seems to be the epitome of the practice world in Dongzhou.

Li Ping'an had many insights in his heart. He stood at the window of the private room on the top floor of Guanlan Tower and quietly stared at this big city.

The Guanlan Tower in Guanlan City is surrounded by thousands of miles of blue waves.

Although there are many wonderful things in the immortal family, they also cause some sorrow among the common people.

A rough and old male voice came from outside the door: "Ping An Xian Sun? What are you looking at there?"

The wooden door of the private room was pushed open, and the formation here was temporarily closed. A burly old man strode in, followed by more than a dozen beautiful maids wearing elegant long skirts and holding trays.

The third disciple and fourth elder of Wan Yun Sect who were sitting at the table quickly stood up.

Three words were clearly written on Gu Qingcheng's face:

【who I am】.

There were three other words on Yu Yingshu's face:

【where am I】.

The two of them were obviously confused. They had no idea what was going on and why the great master of weapon refining in the Dongzhou Cultivation World suddenly came here and was... very friendly.

"Senior Xu," Elder Yan Sheng said hurriedly, "just let us arrange it. You still have to go there yourself."

"Oops~"

The burly old Taoist held his waist and smiled:

"Today I am entertaining the great grandson of Ping An, and I asked you to come over and eat and drink with me! If you are asked to make arrangements, is it still me entertaining you?

"Come, grandson! Come and sit over here!"

"I'll be very close to you!"

Looking at the guest of honor seat pointed by the old immortal Xu Sheng, Li Pingan repeatedly handed over his hands and walked quickly back to the seat next to Mu Ningning.

Li Pingan smiled and said:

"How dare a disciple sit with his seniors?

"If my father finds out about this prajna, I'm afraid he'll have to... Oh! When my father sees that his son is still alive, he'll hit the wall with one kick!"

Mu Ningning burst into laughter, and all the immortals present were amused.

"Hahahaha! If you don't come over, then I will!"

Xu Sheng came over with his chair in hand.

Gu Qingcheng and Yu Yingshu were clever and quickly moved their chairs to the side to make room for the old man.

After some humility, Immortal Xu grabbed Li Ping'an's arm and pulled him to sit together.

The old immortal's eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

"I want to talk to you about something, why are you hiding?"

Li Ping'an could only apologize and laugh.

He had known before that the friendly sects of Weiyuan Sect and Tianyuan Sect were very anxious to settle the branches of Zhuyuntang in their own mountain gates and start collecting spiritual stones and resources as soon as possible to benefit the disciples of various sects in the sect.

But he never expected...

The first generation head of the Wei Yuan Sect, Senior Xu Sheng, the master of weapon refining who had participated in the final battle on the road to the rise of the human race, was well-known in the Eastern Continent cultivation world, and had reached the Great Perfection of Heavenly Immortal Realm, actually showed up directly to find him, a junior.

A white-haired heavenly immortal who was thousands of years older than the ancestor Kongming of the Wan Yun Sect smiled and greeted the young disciple...

If Immortal Wei Yuanzong saw such a scene, he would really feel a little sad.

Li Ping'an sighed secretly in his heart: 'It's all just for his own sect. ’

However, although he had a good impression of Mr. Xu, he really couldn't agree to the matter of Zhuyuntang's division.

“Serve, serve!”

Immortal Xu urged, and the dozen or so maids bowed in response, added wine to the dishes, and then left.

The maids in Guanlan Tower are all female cultivators in the Ningguang Realm.

When Li Ping'an saw them, he thought of Wen Ling'er. A casual cultivator with such average cultivation qualifications and good appearance would probably do such chores if he joined a large sect.

"Come on! Let's just start the banquet and don't mess with those vain people!"

Xu Sheng waved his hand, picked up the wine glass and raised it to the left and right.

Elder Yan Sheng, along with the elders and disciples of Wan Yun Sect, stood up and saluted back, and the etiquette was thorough enough.

The old immortal didn't talk much at first. He just chatted with Elder Yan Sheng, the oldest member of the Wanyun Sect here, about some recent interesting events in Dongzhou.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Xu Laoxian turned to look at Li Ping'an, squinting and smiling.

"Peace."

"Yes," Li Ping'an lowered his body and lowered his head slightly, "Junior is here."

"No restrictions, no restrictions."

Xu Laoxianren picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He sighed again, and his old eyes were a little more emotional:

"I heard my disciple talk about the last time I went to your Wanyun Sect to observe the ceremony, and I was really envious from the bottom of my heart.

"Dharma weapons give birth to magic weapons, spiritual stones rotate by themselves, such ingenuity, such wonderful thinking, why is it that no one in our Weiyuan Sect has been able to refine weapons for tens of thousands of years, but no one can get through it!

"To be honest, old man, I had a similar idea when I was young, but at that time I wanted to make an automatic alchemy furnace. I tried for hundreds of years and spent countless spiritual materials, but in the end I could only give up in frustration. ."

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "This junior also tried to make elixirs on his own before, but gave up completely within a few months."

"Oh?" Xu Laoxian said with a smile, "Do we think the same thing about heroes? Hahaha! How far have you come?"

Li Ping'an sighed: "The quality of the elixir produced by this method is too low, and it is difficult to refine spiritual-level elixirs, let alone immortal-level elixirs. Medicinal materials that are more than a hundred years old will contain spiritual power. This Part of the spiritual power simply cannot be locked by this automatic alchemy furnace."

Xu Laoxianren's smile froze on his face.

He frowned and said, "Looking at what you mean, have you done it yet?"

"This," Li Ping'an said immediately, "is just a small stove, of no use..."

Immortal Xu frowned and said, "How do you reconcile the power of the elixir? The elixir is not a pill for ordinary people to take. You can use it by boiling the herbs together."

Li Ping'an thought for a moment.

He is not afraid that the little thing he has been thinking about will be exposed. The things he can come up with now are only at the 'ordinary level' level and cannot be promoted on a large scale, so they have little value.

The old immortal in front of him is the great master of Dongzhou's weapon refining world. Although he is not a golden immortal, his status is no lower than that of the ancestors of various sects. Just now, Elder Yan Sheng secretly introduced that he was born in the hands of the old immortal. There are already dozens of acquired spiritual treasures.

Li Ping'an wanted to ask for advice on how to refine weapons, so he simply stood up, groped in his sleeves for a while, and took out a three-foot-tall alchemy furnace.

Then, he kept playing around with the alchemy furnace and surrounded the alchemy furnace with seven or eight charred magic weapons.

All the Qi refiners in the private room were amazed.

Xu Laoxianren watched for a while with his hands behind his back, then frowned and said, "What are these for?"

Li Ping'an said: "The purpose of assisting the alchemy furnace in refining alchemy is actually to imitate several Condensing Light Realm disciples, fanning fire and releasing spirits."

"Oh? Please tell me in detail, Ping An, it sounds interesting."

"You just asked how to blend the medicinal power of herbs. My disciple has tried herbs that are less than 200 years old and can barely do it.

"First determine the timing and order in which each herb enters the alchemy furnace... These gears form a timing unit, but my set is too troublesome. Each different elixir must be reset... I added it to the alchemy furnace. The main function of several structures is to blow air and use wind power to mediate. The restrictions on the periphery are used to adjust the pressure in the furnace... The pressure is the pressure inside... The pressure is..."

Beside the Immortal Banquet, Li Ping'an and Elder Immortal Xu were squatting next to this set of alchemy tools, muttering something in a low voice.

This is a path that has been proven unworkable by Li Pingan.

Whether it is elixir refining or weapon refining, spiritual elixirs, elixirs, magic weapons, and fairy treasures are all difficult to refine through 'automatic magic weapons'.

Compared with ordinary magic weapons, magic weapons have too many restrictions and are too complicated, requiring the forger to debug them carefully;

The medicinal and spiritual power contained in the elixir is so strong that the refining process not only requires careful control of the heat, but also requires the alchemist to wrap it with his own spiritual and celestial consciousness to gradually reconcile its medicinal properties.

The assembly line of Zhuyuntang cannot be replicated in alchemy.

The path Old Immortal Xu had originally explored was to make a 'dan furnace that can refine elixirs by oneself', which was completely different from Li Ping'an's idea.

"Wonderful!"

Immortal Xu's eyes were filled with emotion. He suddenly turned to look at Li Ping'an, frowned and asked:

"Ping An, have you become a disciple?"

"Goodbye," Li Ping'an said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "My master is Qing Su Immortal."

"The weapon refining master of Wanyun Sect?"

"Weapon refining... little master."

Master actually doesn't know how to refine weapons, but Li Ping'an couldn't explain it clearly.

"oops!"

Immortal Xu said with regret on his face:

"You should make good progress in the path of weapon refining. With your talent, you will definitely become a master of weapon refining in the future! There are not many people in Wan Yun Sect who can refine weapons. If not, you can rebel and come here!"

Rebel!

Li Ping'an's legs went weak and he almost knelt down in front of the old immortal.

Gu Qingcheng, who was secretly picking up vegetables, choked and her face turned red.

Elder Yan Sheng said hurriedly: "This! This is not possible! This!"

Immortal Xu turned his head and glared at Yan Sheng, and hummed: "This is raw jade! Do you understand raw jade? Do you know how to refine weapons? Do you know how to refine weapons? How many spiritual weapons have your Wanyun Sect refined in tens of thousands of years?"

"Senior!"

Elder Yan Sheng’s wrinkled face was full of helplessness:

"My Wan Yun Sect is famous for its alchemy... The best-selling item on the market is still the magical weapon of our Wan Yun Sect!"

Immortal Xu was startled for a moment, and then his expression dimmed.

"Put this thing away."

Xu Sheng stood up, sighed softly, patted Li Ping'an on the shoulder, and sighed:

"We, Wei Yuanzong, are not blessed. I have been waiting for tens of thousands of years, but I still haven't had disciples like you and your father."

"You are ridiculous!"

Li Ping'an quickly handed over his hands, dismantled this set of things, and randomly put them into storage instruments.

Xu Sheng returned to his seat, looked down at the wine in the glass, tsked slightly, then smiled and said: "Ping An, we just happened to talk about Zhuyuntang."

Li Pingan looked at Elder Yan Sheng.

The latter didn't seem to see Li Ping'an's eyes pleading for help. He sat back calmly and began to fill the Xianbao dry tobacco rod with crushed spirit roots and leaves.

Yes, Elder Yan Sheng doesn't want to offend this old man anymore, so he has to deal with it himself.

"Senior, I don't work in Zhuyuntang."

Li Pingan smiled and said:

"This junior only practices with the master on weekdays. Zhuyuntang is my father's responsibility."

Xu Sheng seemed to have forgotten the depression just now, and said with a smile: "Have you met me, have you? I have been looking for your master, and it was Senior Brother Kongming who sent a message to find out. That set of magic weapons belongs to you and your father. Damn it, even though your father is the key, you were also involved in the whole process."

"this……"

"Your master also said," Xu Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Your father's only obsession is you as his son. You are also very filial. Your father's motivation for practicing is to protect you. All you have to do is say something. How can your father not listen to what he said?"

Li Ping'an hurriedly said: "I dare not say that. How dare I urge my father?"

"It's not an encouragement, it's an advice!"

Xu Sheng picked up [Stir-fried century-old vegetable roots] with his chopsticks, put it on the jade plate in front of Li Ping'an, and said with a smile:

"Our two families, the Wei Yuan Sect and the Wan Yun Sect, have a brotherly relationship!

"Back then, I was a weapon refiner in the Human League, and Senior Brother Kong Ming was the ten thousand captain of Xuantian Army in the Human League. He often asked me to repair spiritual treasures, and he stole so many treasures from me that I can't even count them.

"Later, this was not the case. The Hundred Clans were defeated, and we old guys also disbanded and returned to the fields. We almost started a sect together. We wanted to pass on this teaching and cultivate more combat power for our human race.

"What a pity, to this day...sigh!"

Xu Sheng's old eyes were a little cloudy and he said slowly:

"The poor Taoist is not good at management, and his disciples are all the same and only focus on refining weapons and practicing.

"Your father said that he would come to our Weiyuan Sect in a few years to open a branch of Zhuyuntang, so they were waiting there stupidly.

"I asked them to come out and walk around, but they all couldn't help but let me, the oldest, show off.

"Seriously! I'm so angry!"

Li Ping'an said sternly: "All the seniors of Wei Yuanzong are people who are indifferent to fame and fortune and have noble temperaments. Disciples have heard about it for a long time."

"What's the use!"

Xu Sheng sighed:

“I teach them the art of refining weapons because I want them to make more money.

"It turns out that none of my disciples know how to run a business. In the past, they only pursued refining spiritual treasures and refining spiritual treasures. People brought ten parts of the treasure materials, and they could use twelve parts to refine them for others. How could people do it in the future?" Are you still here to refine it? Besides, can a spiritual treasure be deliberately refined? The quality of the material and the quality of the restraint can only determine the power of the magic weapon. It does not mean that a powerful magic weapon can produce spirituality!

"No one wants to adapt! How can the sect prosper!"

Li Pingan pretended not to understand.

Mu Ningning sat aside and listened honestly, thinking carefully from time to time;

Gu Qingcheng and Yu Yingshu followed the example of their elders, picking up food and drinking, and continued eating and drinking to the end.

Xu Sheng pulled Li Ping'an to complain for a long time.

Li Ping'an paid all kinds of compliments, but he shouldn't split Zhuyuntang into another branch.

Xu Sheng laughed and scolded: "Why do you have the same temperament as the head of your family?"

"Senior reprimanded me."

Li Ping'an smiled bitterly and said:

"This matter is very important. I am just an ordinary disciple of Wan Yun Sect. How dare I say anything easily... But don't worry, my father is already somewhat prepared."

"Oh?" Xu Sheng's eyes lit up, "Seriously?"

"How dare you deceive your senior?"

Li Pingan said seriously:

"My father has not informed me of the specific arrangements, and I cannot inquire about them.

"But my father has said before that the resource allocation within the Wanyun Sect has reached full speed. If we want to increase the speed of earning spiritual stones, we must either squeeze the disciples or squeeze the mortal immortal dynasty.

"Both of these are not what my father wanted.

"Furthermore, my father also said last year that Weiyuan Sect is the first choice for the branch of Zhuyuntang, and the resources within the sect can support about thirty assembly lines.

"In addition, Wei Yuanzong is a major weapon refining sect. We also want to discuss with Wei Yuanzong how to use Zhuyuntang's name and Wei Yuanzong's weapon refining techniques to sell more top-quality magic weapons and relatively cheap magic weapons.

"As far as I know, the leader and my father have actually been preparing for this matter, so you don't have to worry."

Immortal Xu's eyes shone brightly: "Hahaha! I'm waiting for you!"

Li Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Laoxian continued: "Actually, I'm embarrassed to say it. We have already copied your magic weapon set assembly line, but my disciples are so thin that they are really embarrassed to steal your business, and they did it The assembly line, the cost of an ordinary-grade flying sword is always unbearable, and only six out of ten can be used."

Li Ping'an looked calm on the surface, but deep down he was secretly feeling lucky.

Although the Wei Yuan Sect is not a prosperous sect, their weapon refining strength is far superior to that of the Wan Yun Sect. If the Wei Yuan Sect really competes directly, in the long run, its core competitiveness will far exceed that of the Wan Yun Sect.

Go back and ask your father for advice... huh?

Something is wrong.

Why do you feel like you've been tricked by this old immortal?

Although this old man is a veteran in the world of spiritual practice, he should not be credulous if he just says something empty.

Li Ping'an blinked and saw the old immortal holding a cup, so he smiled and drank with him.

Xu Sheng began to talk about the past events, and he also deliberately raised the value of Wei Yuanzong, and deliberately pointed out things that the older generation of famous weapon refiners knew.

Xu Sheng said: "Ping'an, do you know where our human race's method of refining weapons first came from?"

"Where?" Li Ping'an said with a smile, "I looked at the records in the gate and it should be Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain."

"Yes."

Elder Xu’s eyes are mostly filled with memories:

"Yuxu Palace Fortune Golden Immortal Yun Zhongzi, you remember, the source of our human race's weapon refining method comes from this immortal.

"Yun Zhongzi is also our mentor.

"However, we can only be regarded as the teacher's registered disciples. The teacher was giving lectures to our human weapon refiners at the time, so he may not remember us as a person."

Li Ping'an blinked, and his Taoist heart became more alive than ever before.

Four-in-one and five-in-one, can Senior Xu be considered a true disciple of Chanjiao?

That's when.

A white cloud floated slowly from the sky. On it was an old man with white hair and a ruddy face. There was a flower basket beside him, and the basket was filled with colorful rays of light.

If someone else looked at the sky, they would not be able to see this cloud at all.

At this moment, the old man seemed to have something. He calculated with his fingers and looked towards the coast of the East China Sea.

The old man murmured, and with a slight sweep of the whisk in his hand, his figure turned into a stream of light and quietly fell towards Guanlan City.

What he said was...

"Who is pretending to be a disciple of Pindao? Interesting."