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

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

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

The entire city is divided into upper and lower sections.

The tall buildings of the Immortal Pavilions 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 just 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-entrance 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, it is no more than a hundred miles away, but for the large number of half-mortal and half-cultivation people living here, it is already too huge.

Mortals want to go up, while 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 blue waves thousands of miles away.

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 of Wanyun Sect and the fourth elder sitting at the table quickly stood up.

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

【who I am】.

There are 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 so... so 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 want 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 Ping'an repeatedly handed over his hands and walked quickly back to the seat next to Mu Ningning.

Li Pingan smiled and said:

"How can a disciple dare to 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 give up their seats to this old senior.

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

The old immortal's eyes were full of gentle smiles.

"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 began to collect spiritual stones and resources as soon as possible to bring disciples from various sects in Fuze Sect.

But he never expected...

This first-generation leader of the Wei Yuan Sect participated in the final battle on the road to the rise of the human race. He was well-known in the Eastern Continent cultivation world. Senior Xu Sheng, the master of the Great Perfection of Celestial 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 the 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 led Elder Wan Yun Sect, and the disciples 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 drinks and five dishes, Immortal Xu turned his head and looked 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."

Old Immortal Xu picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He sighed again, his old eyes filled with emotion:

"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, and spiritual stones rotate by themselves. Such ingenuity, such wonderful thinking, why is it that in our Weiyuan Sect that has been refining weapons for tens of thousands of years, no one can master 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.

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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 ever done it?"

"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 elixirs? elixirs are not pills that mortals take. You can use them 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 are of 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 more than ten pieces of acquired spiritual treasures.

Li Ping'an wanted to learn 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 continued to play around with the alchemy furnace and surrounded the alchemy furnace with seven or eight charred magic weapons.

All the Qi practitioners 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, fan the fire and release the spirit."

"Oh? Ping An, please explain it in detail. 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. These peripheral restrictions 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 squatted beside 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'.
To be continued...