After Lin Qianjun was taken all the way to the rest area, the female disciple gave Lin Qianjun some advice, bowed and turned around and left.

The weapon refining ceremony will be held at noon. At that time, the fire vein where the weapon refining sect is located will be the most yang energy and the underground fire vein is the most active. The weapon refining sect will activate the fire vein there and refine a large number of magic weapons for a total of three days and three nights.

This is the so-called weapon refining ceremony.

The houses in the lounge area are built together, and the spiritual energy here is relatively rich. Although they are not as good as the practice room in Lin Qianjun's cave, they are also very suitable for practice.

In addition to spiritual energy, the house also prepared spiritual fruits and some fine wine nectar for guests. Overall, it was quite generous.

Lin Qianjun did not move the fruits and vegetables, but sat down on the cushion on the spot, preparing to wait for the ceremony to be held.

Dong, Dong, Dong~~

"Are the fellow Taoist inside here?"

Suddenly, a knock on the door came.

When Lin Qianjun heard the sound, he stood up straight and went to the door to open the door.

But he saw a middle-aged man wearing a purple Taoist robe and a jade crown standing outside the door. His breath was not covered. Lin Qianjun could tell that he was at the second level of the cultivation level without using the qi-seeing technique.

"Dare you ask me what this fellow Taoist is looking for?" Lin Qianjun asked in confusion.

"It's a pity that I'm going down to Wu Yishan, a casual cultivator in the Eastern Region Cultivation Realm. I don't know the name of Youzun?" Wu Yishan said.

"The Bone Sect of the Utensils, Wuchen." Lin Qianjun replied.

"Fellow Taoist Wuchen?" Wu Yishan was a little confused when he heard this, but then he realized it and said, "Are you Master Wuchen?"

However, it turned out that when Lin Qianjun refining his weapon, he would always leave a signature on the artifact he had refined as a trademark. Moreover, because it involved many methods, it would be difficult for everyone to crack and imitate even if it was refining the weapon.

Therefore, his reputation spread widely along with the refined objects.

Most of the monks who built foundations and the mortal realm knew Lin Qianjun's name. When they saw the "Dudu" trademark on the artifact, the price of magic weapons of the same level could rise by about 50%.

"It's just that many fellow Taoists are loving, so they should not be able to say "master" Lin Qianjun said modestly.

"Where is it, Master Wuchen, you are humble. With your strength in refining weapons, how can you not be treated?" Wu Yishan bowed.

"I'll give up this. I wonder what Fellow Daoist Wu knocked on the door?" Lin Qianjun said in confusion.

"I am also the one who watched the ceremony invited by the Weapon Refining Sect this time. Because the waiting time is a bit unbearable, I knock on the door and disturb you. There is something rude. I hope you can forgive Master Wuchen." Wu Yishan replied.

Lin Qianjun understood this. As a casual cultivator, Wu Yishan finally could attend the ceremony of a sect, so he naturally wanted to make more friends.

That's why he came to knock on the door and wanted to make more friends and expand his connections.

Lin Qianjun had no intention of refusing this. He was not clear about many things here. It would be a waste of trouble to have a random cultivator who knew many things.

"Since that's the case, Fellow Daoist Wu will come in and talk." Lin Qianjun raised his hand and signaled.

"Then I would like to thank Master Wuchen for your invitation." Wu Yishan said with joy on his face.

After Wu Yishan entered, the two began to chat. First, Wu Yishan praised Lin Qianjun's ability to refine weapons, and then talked about how difficult life for casual cultivators is to live.

Lin Qianjun also took this opportunity to learn a little about the affairs of this sect and some of the situations in the major mortal countries.

Boom ~

As the two were talking, a sound suddenly came from outside.

Lin Qianjun and Wu Yishan looked at each other and quickly left the house at the same time.

When they came to the courtyard, they saw that there were already many monks here. They looked up at the sky and looked in a direction not far away.

Where, a monk with a red spiritual light was confronting another monk with an orange and yellow spiritual light.

Wu Yishan took Lin Qianjun and quickly walked to the crowd of monks. After bowing, he asked, "Fellow Taoists, what happened?"

Hearing the sound, one person replied: "Isn't it still the matter of the Fentian Sect and the Weapon Refining Sect's old seldom? The true weapon of Weng Yuan of the Fentian Sect flew over the Weapon Refining Sect, breaking the rules of prohibiting the air in the Weapon Refining Sect.

Then Chen Hua, the real person on the Weapon Refining Sect, took action to stop him. The two of them had a fierce fight just now, and Chen Hua was at a disadvantage.

But this place is the weapon refining sect after all, so it is definitely not possible to fight. However, the face of the weapon refining sect has been somewhat damaged."

Someone asked in surprise: "Did the weapon refining sect just ignore it?"

The man replied: "They are powerless now. The three ancestors of the sect are about to die, and at most they will last a thousand years. The ancestors of the Fentian Sect say that they still have more than 30,000 years of life. It is said that they have recently found another disciple of Tianling Root. They are sure that the weapon refining sect will not dare to start a war, so they are naturally extremely arrogant."

Hearing the sound, everyone's faces showed a sudden look.

At this time, the monk with a red spiritual light in the sky sarcastically said, "Chen Hua, you haven't seen each other for three hundred years, you are still not making any progress."

Chen Hua said with a pale face: "Weng Yuan, this is still the weapon refining sect. If you come to participate in the weapon refining ceremony, please participate well. Don't cause trouble, otherwise even if I open the formation and kill you here, you Fen Tian Sect will not be able to say a word "Ruan".

As he said that, traces of formation patterns appeared faintly in the sky.

Weng Yuan's expression was slightly restrained and he said, "Okay, for the sake of your sect's formation, I'll go down."

After saying that, Weng Yuan also landed on the ground and disappeared.

Then Chen Hua also turned into a ray of escape light and left straight away.

When everyone saw that there was no fun to watch, they all dispersed and stopped gathering.

After a small episode, not long after, disciples came and invited everyone to participate in the ceremony of the weapon refining ceremony.

The weapon refining ceremony was held on a huge square that was more than 50 miles in radius. It was filled with furnaces used by the weapon refining sect, and there were a large number of array patterns that gathered the energy of the underground fire veins nearby.

It is absolutely extremely easy to refine weapons here in terms of true fire.

After the arrival of many people, they were placed in the corresponding places according to their status.

The higher the cultivation level and the more prominent the status, the closer the front row will be, and monks like Lin Qianjun and Wu Yishan can only sit in the third row.

Relatively speaking, it is slightly taller than those disciples of the sect who have gained knowledge.

The person responsible for holding this weapon refining ceremony was Yan Sheng, the real person who was responsible for sending invitation letters to Lin Qianjun before.

His cultivation is in the third level of cultivation realm. From the perspective of Lin Qianjun's player, it is LV67.

Not particularly strong.

After he told a lot of polite words, he directly announced that the weapon refining ceremony had officially begun.

Then all the array patterns in the entire field light up, and the energy of the underground fire veins was gathered into countless furnaces. One by one, the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage began to borrow the array patterns in the furnace to activate the true fire, and took out the materials to start refining the weapon.

For a time, the temperature nearby rose by more than several times.

The objects refined at the beginning were all ordinary spiritual weapons, and the things were not precious, but the skills in them were discussed by the monks present.

"It is worthy of being the weapon refining sect. Such tempering techniques and the technique of inscribed formation patterns are the only flying sword that can actually contain three formation patterns..."

"This trick to attract fire is so exquisite. It's just that in the middle stage of foundation building, can it actually achieve this level?"

"Compared with these, the formation that leads to the underground fire veins makes me even more surprised..."

As the discussion was made, spiritual weapons were also refined.

Among them, there are better spiritual weapons, and they will be selected and specially given to many monks for display.

At this moment, a sudden noise came.

But someone refined a magic weapon.

In this world, objects are divided into five levels: mortal, spirit, law, immortal, and Tao.

Ordinary tools are very simple, that is, objects that do not contain spiritual charm. Spiritual tools represent objects that have spiritual charm and are the most used objects by monks from the mortal to the foundation-building stage.

The magic weapon means that the things have changed qualitatively. If it is converted into players, it means that it has reached the red level.

The immortal artifacts and Tao artifacts behind represent purple and orange artifacts respectively.

As for higher-level golden-grade things, they have disappeared in this world, so they have not been divided.

At this time, the one who refined the magic weapon was a beautiful woman in a dark red dress. Her hair color and eyebrows were red, and the breath emitted from her body was extremely hot.

Although he only has the peak of foundation building cultivation, judging from this momentum, I am afraid that some real people in the first level of cultivation realm may not be able to compare with them.

What she refined was a mirror that could release condensed true fire. When using spiritual power to activate it, point the mirror at a place where it was pointed, a condensed true fire with an ultra-high temperature would be released inside the mirror, like a high-energy hotline, and even the thousand-forged black iron would dissolve and cut instantly.

Beside Lin Qianjun, Wu Yishan said with envy: "This is the foundation of the sect. The power of this true fire mirror is probably even a real person of my level, and it may not be able to easily resist it. This is just a weapon that other disciples have refined. If the elders took action personally, they don't know what level of magic weapon they could have refined."

Speaking of this, Wu Yishan suddenly looked at Lin Qianjun and asked, "Master Wuchen, you are also a master of refining weapons. What do you think of this true fire mirror?"

Lin Qianjun didn't think much about it and answered truthfully: "It's very ordinary."

Hearing the sound, Wu Yishan was stunned and then said, "Master Wuchen, why did you say this? This true fire mirror can transform spiritual power into true fire of the earth veins and gather and release it. The power can easily burn the thousand-forged black iron, which is not bad."

When he said this, Wu Yishan kept winking at Lin Qianjun, and his meaning was very clear, that was to tell him not to talk nonsense.

Seeing this, Lin Qianjun didn't say much, but just smiled indifferently.

Lin Qianjun let it go, but the speaker has no intention, and the listener has his intention.
Chapter completed!