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Chapter 40 Qing Su doesn’t understand very well(1/2)

"It's done! It's done! It's really a flying sword!"

"The quality is actually pretty good, it's enough for disciples in the Condensing Light Realm!"

"If this method can refine more powerful magic weapons, wouldn't it be able to continuously turn treasure materials into magic weapons?"

"I understand, I understand! The most important thing is here, where you can directly engrave the restrictions for flying swords! How did you do this?"

"This way we can only refine magic weapons. For more complex magic weapons, the restrictions are engraved from the inside out... Hiss, it's not necessarily the case. What kind of magic weapon you want to make, you can pre-make the engraved mold in advance.

It’s not impossible to do it from the inside out.”

"Wonderful!"

"Hey, why didn't I think of this before? Is this longevity really wasted?"

Everything is in the palace.

Li Ping'an had already stood outside the crowd, and a group of immortals gathered around the "assembly line" and marveled.

In this moment alone, Li Ping'an had already received five or six transmissions.

The headmaster said: "Ping An, you have such a wonderful method, why didn't you let your father tell you in advance?"

Li Ping'an really wanted to reply, "It's my fault," but due to his low magic power, he could only smile bitterly at the leader.

The leader said again: "I was careless about this, hahaha! When everyone has seen it, just put it away."

Li Ping'an raised his hands and bowed.

Another voice came from Elder Yan Sheng: "This method alone has made great contributions to the sect!"

There was the voice of Wang Zaizhi's teacher: "My dear friend Ping An, Zaizhi has offended me many times before. Please forgive me."

There was also a strange voice: "I am a poor master of the Weiyuan Sect. Today I would like to have a good relationship with my little friend. If you have free time in the future, you can come and play with me for a few days. I, the Weiyuan Sect, will treat you generously."

All the poachers are here.

"Put it away quickly," Elder Xiao Yue said in a voice, "This magical weapon is too rough, and there are no restrictions to cover it. It has been memorized by the sect leaders. Do you know that such a weapon refining method can be used by the sect members?"

How many more spiritual stones can I earn every year... I used to be blind, but your father is so ingenious."

Li Ping'an looked at his father and found that his father had no intention of taking the initiative to move forward.

Feeling that what he had shown at this moment was almost enough, Li Pingan raised his finger and pointed it forward.

These twelve large magical instruments stopped running at the same time.

Elder Yan Sheng waved his cigarette stick, and several outer sect elders immediately moved forward, put these magical artifacts into the twelve storage magical artifacts that Li Ping'an had taken out before, and returned the storage magical artifacts to Li Pingan.

The immortals once again formed a semicircle.

But at this moment, the eyes of all the disciples looking at Li Ping'an were full of disbelief.

Li Pingan bowed forward and said loudly:

"It is by this method that my disciples have refined many magical weapons.

"These twelve magical artifacts were all made by my father. The precious materials used were all replaced by my father at the door with monthly contributions. My father has ordered me to choose an opportunity to present these magical artifacts inside the door.

"My disciples dedicate this gift today to wish our master a lasting youth, a long rainbow in the clouds, and a long and prosperous path to immortality for our disciples."

Most of the immortals have gentle smiles in their eyes.

The elder of the inner sect stroked his beard and nodded, then turned to look at the leader.

The head of Wanyun Sect stood up and walked forward.

"Good! I am very happy, I should drink a few cups today!"

The leader said again:

"Let the previous battle of law be over as it is!

"How can a young disciple's temporary conflict of spirits be compared with such a wonderful method of refining weapons?"

The immortals at Kaiyun Peak saluted quickly: "Follow the order of the sect leader."

The leader smiled and said: "Junior Brother Dazhi, what do you think?"

"It's all up to the master brother!"

Li Dazhi, who had been silent and wanted his son to get more limelight, couldn't hide anymore at this moment and said seriously:

"Today Ping An came up with this method, but it was actually a bit hasty. There is still a lot of room for improvement in this method.

"My father and son were originally doing this kind of business in the ordinary world. They never thought that they would be destined to be immortals, enter the sect to practice, meditate hard, and finally combine the two things of practice and workshop into one.

"Since I started, my master has treated me like his own son. He has never had any dislike for me because of the odor of common copper. He has taught me immortal methods and protected me as a flying immortal. All the elders and deacons have taken great care of my father and son, and the people in the peak sect have also treated me and my son. My father and son are extremely grateful from the bottom of their hearts for treating each other with courtesy.

"Today I present this weapon refining method to the sect. I do not seek rewards or fame. I just want to make some contributions to the sect. Please treat me well!"

The head's eyes were full of emotion, and all the immortals looked at him sideways after hearing this.

Li Ping'an laughed secretly in his heart.

The immortals have been practicing in the mountains for a long time, but most of them are simple and indifferent to fame and fortune;

My father's acting skills are also revealed naturally.

However, maybe my father really thinks so... I can't say for sure.

Li Ping'an held the twelve magical artifacts forward and solemnly handed them into the hands of Elder Yan Sheng.

In the bamboo forest behind the main peak.

Taoist Kong Ming stared at Li Dazhi's figure from afar, with a bit of emotion in his old eyes.

This closed disciple has more than just great luck.



Order from the head of Wanyun Palace:

'Li Dazhi, the Yuanxian in the sect, is a disciple of the ancestor. He has noble virtues and has made many contributions to the sect since he joined the Wanyun Sect. Today, he is dedicating the magic weapon refining method to open up the source of our Wanyun Sect. He is specially rewarded with five spiritual stones and hundreds of precious materials. Box, twelve pieces of fairy treasures.'

'Li Dazhi has a long fortune and is always talented. He is a rare talent in the sect. Therefore, he is appointed as the deputy head of Miaoyun Hall. He has the title of elder of the outer sect and can enter the six inner halls at will.'

'Inner disciple Li Ping'an, the son of Dazhi, a pure disciple, has a noble character and is diligent in practice. He has made a great contribution today and will be rewarded with three spiritual stones, fifty boxes of precious materials and six immortal treasures.'

'Li Ping'an has a quick mind and a superb understanding. The master allows him to enter and leave the Taoist Hall at will.'



Only two hours after the treasure presentation, various rewards were delivered to Li Ping'an.

"Wow! So many spirit stones!"

In the Tianxian Cave Mansion, Mu Ningning threw herself on the three spiritual stones, and stars appeared in her eyes.

Qing Su was thinking carefully.

She really couldn't understand why her disciple could use those twelve ugly magic weapons to get so many rewards from the door.

"Master," Li Ping'an came up with three fairy treasures in his hands, "Please keep these as a disciple's filial piety to you."

Qing Su shook her head slightly: "This is a reward for you."

Li Ping'an said: "The disciple doesn't need so many immortal treasures. The disciple left two pieces and one for the priest sister."

Qingsu said softly: "I am missing a spiritual treasure."

"That's okay," Li Ping'an said with a smile, "disciple will come back to honor the master after he obtains the spiritual treasure."

Qingsu asked: "Why do you get so many things from the door?"

"This is a bit complicated to say."

Li Ping'an organized his language and tried to be concise and concise:

"To maintain such a large sect, especially to continue to make monthly payments to our disciples, we need to continuously earn spiritual stones from the outside world.

"The set of magical artifacts that my father presented to the sect today is actually a new way of thinking that will allow the sect to produce more magical artifacts with the same manpower and the same time.

"Of course, this is just the first step to earn spiritual stones, and my father will proceed step by step.

"As long as we continue to produce high-quality and low-priced magic weapons, we can earn more spiritual stones in Fangzhen. Coupled with the protection of the three Jinxian Ancestors, the foundation of Wanyun Sect will become more and more stable.

"That's why the door gave such a generous reward."

Qing Su seemed to understand, and nodded slowly: "So that's it... I'm going to practice as a teacher, and you can just play with Ning Ning. You did very well in this competition."

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "It all depends on Master's teachings."

When Qingsu turned around and drifted away to the inner cave, she was still murmuring:

"It would have been better if the competition was held a few years later."

As soon as Qing Su left, Mu Ningning let out a cheer: "Senior brother! There are so many spiritual stones! You can't use them all in a thousand years!"

Li Ping'an shook his head with a smile, untied his waist and walked back to the recliner, relaxing his previously tense mind.

He smiled and said: "You can take as much as you want, and you can choose two fairy treasures later. This is called sharing for those who see it."

"I do not want it!"
To be continued...
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