"If the master does not blame him, the disciples will be grateful. The treasure is precious and I really dare not accept it." Qin Fan immediately understood when he saw his master refuse. Although he was reluctant to leave, he still refused.

"Since I have given it, how can I take it back?"

Lu Qingfeng shook his head, ignored the two of them, pointed at Qin Fan and the black stone in front of him and said, "This is the Yuan Magnetic Iron, collected from the depths of the North Sea. I see that your flying sword is of average material, and you can refine it into it to improve it out of thin air. In the future, when fighting with others, any magic weapon refined by the essence of hardware will melt when it hits, and even spiritual loss will be caused."

This piece of Yuan Magnetic Iron was found by Zheng Chi and presented to Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng put it casually in the corner, thinking that he could use it in the future. But in recent years, he obtained too many magic weapons, and even many immortal weapons, so he stayed there.

This time I saw Qin Fan's flying sword, I remembered this Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron.

"Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron."

Qin Fan was dazzled when he heard this, looking at the inconspicuous black stone, his eyes suddenly became hot.

This Yuan Magnetic Divine Iron is much more precious than the piece of red jade the master gave him before.

A moment of swaying in my heart.

"Master"

He tried his best to endure it and refused.

Lu Qingfeng did not give him a chance to speak, and pointed to the stack of yarns, "This is the 'Duwei Immortal Clothes'. I wove the silkworms from the fire orifices near the earth's extreme heights under the bitter and cold glacier. I didn't use a stack of yarns, thinner than the cicada's wings, and a square inch. When I used it, I looked like a bell, and it was straight from head to feet, like a piece of silver-white light clouds and smoke covering my whole body. It looked empty and bright, as if nothing was there, but it could spontaneously ignite fire, specializing in controlling evil magic and treasures in the different sects."

This fire silkworm silk is not another thing. It was the material that Lu Qingfeng led his six wings to wander the starry sky and weaved the brocade clothes for the six wings.

Liuchi's brocade dress had long been broken.

Lu Qingfeng returned to the Black Star Realm and deliberately revisited on his own.

One of the hundreds of hundred and thousand-year-old fire silkworms in the fire orifice that had grown into a hundred and thousand-year-old fire silkworm. The one produced by the hundred and thousand-year-old fire silk is more precious than the Yuan Magnetic Iron.

Lu Qingfeng took it.

He weaved another brocade dress for the golden silkworm.

There is still some remaining, and it is useless.

So Lu Qingfeng put some second-class fire silk and knitted three more "Du'er Immortal Clothes".

After all, he is an immortal weapon refiner who can refine even immortal weapons. Although he is refining it at will, he is also an eighth-level magic weapon after becoming the "Du'er Immortal Clothes".

In the small and weak water world where resources are scarce, it is definitely a top magic weapon.

I don't know how much more skillful the broken flying sword in Qin Fan's hand. However, the flying sword was the treasure of Qin Fan's life and was difficult to replace, so Lu Qingfeng simply gave a piece of Yuan Magnetic Iron to repair it.

"Du'er Immortal Clothes?!"

When Qin Fan heard this, he stared at the stack of fine veils again.

He just saw that this thing was a treasure far superior to the "Tianshu Sword", but he didn't expect it to be an immortal robed dress with unparalleled defense.

If he can refine and have two magic weapons with one attack and one defense in hand, his strength will be improved by at least three or five levels.

The combat power has not only increased significantly!

"And I'm optimistic."

When Lu Qingfeng saw Qin Fan staring at him, he couldn't help but smile.

A magic power burst out from his fingertips, and the yarn turned into a long gown on the spot. The style of the gown changed with the will, like a silver-white light cloud and light smoke.

He is really full of immortality.

"this"

Zhang Yang had known these two treasures for a long time, but after hearing this, he was even more shocked. He wanted to refuse Qin Fan again, but he was worried that he would disgrace the teacher's face.

But if you don’t refuse, the teacher will definitely regret it in the future.

A dilemma.

"What a mother-in-law!"

When Lu Qingfeng saw Qin Fan looking at Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang looked angry and snorted. With a big sleeve, he pushed Yuan Magnetic Iron and Du Er Xianyi into Qin Fan's arms, "Don't look at your master's expression."

Seeing this, Zhang Yang did not dare to say anything else, so he had to say to Qin Fan, "Since it was given by the master, let's take it away."

"Thank you Master!"

Qin Fan was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly rushed to Lu Qingfeng to bow down.

This time I am much more sincere.

"good."

"good."

Lu Qingfeng looked at the disciple's grandson and laughed happily.

...

early morning.

It was dawn, and Wanghaifeng's disciples got up early and rushed to Yuntai.

The disciples gathered together in groups of three or three, chatting and talking in a low voice.

"Little man!"

"ungrateful!"

"How dare Lu Yuan play a sword with his senior brother?"

"Oh! I thought that when Lu Yuan first went down the mountain, he was just the sixth level of Qi training. In just two years, he was not even the eldest brother, it was really true."

"What's going down the mountain! That's a defection!"

...

From time to time, there was a voice filled with indignation, and there was a sigh in the middle, but from time to time, I looked at the Yuntai secretly.

In the front of the Yuntai, four disciples gathered together.

Three men and one woman.

The woman has an average appearance, about 20 years old. The three male disciples are one old, one middle school and one young.

Qiu Jin was the youngest, young and energetic, and whispered, "Lu Yuan's son is really worse than a beast. When he first started, his senior brother taught him swordsmanship and thunder skills step by step. I didn't expect that it would be fine if he betrayed Dashengmen, but he dared to use a sword against his senior brother and take such a ruthless move!"

Qiu Jin looked at Zhao Qi, the senior brother with gray hair, and saw that his wrinkled face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't help but be angry and hatred.

He clenched his fists tightly, and he wanted to go down the mountain to compete with Lu Yuan now.

"Dashengmen is really arrogant!"

"Yesterday afternoon, my senior brother and I went down the mountain to purchase. Lu Yuan followed a few disciples of Dashengmen to sway the market in the town, and there was a burst of sarcasm. The senior brother was so angry that he moved his sword. Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan."

Hong Tai's face was square, looking about thirty or forty years old, and sighed a long sigh.

He went down the mountain with Zhao Qi yesterday and knew the whole process.

Dashengmen humiliated Wang Haifeng, and Zhao Qi was angry and wanted to compete with Dashengmen Xi Ping. However, Xi Ping used the words to lead the latter and fought with Zhao Qi.

Lu Yuan is worthy of being a genius in Wanghai Peak in recent years.

When he was at Wanghai Peak, he could be ranked first with swordsmanship and thunder. After reaching Dashengmen, he practiced hard for two years, and his strength had further improved and had reached the late stage of Qi training. The swordsmanship and thunder method was even more advanced, comparing Zhao Qi who had taught him at the beginning.

In the end, I don’t know if it was intentional or if I couldn’t get the sword, so I stabbed Zhao Qi in the shoulder with a sword, causing Zhao Qi to suffer considerable injuries.

After recuperating for a night, my face was still pale.

I think it might be more than just an injury problem.

The defeat in the hands of Lu Yuan, the ungrateful wolf, may be the most unacceptable thing for Zhao Qi.

"alright."

"Lu Yuan's mind is not right, so he should not worry about him for a moment of pride."

Among the four late-stage disciples of Wanghai Peak Qi training, Bai Jing, the only woman, had a crisp voice. Seeing that Zhao Qi's face became more and more ugly, she quickly turned around and looked around and said curiously, "It's weird. In the past, Elder Zhao and Master should have come long ago. Why is it so late today?"

When talking about the two soul elders, the three of them were indeed diverted.

Wanghai Peak is sparsely populated. Every morning class, the two Yuanshen elders would be present and lead Zhang Shu and others to practice.

If you have time later, you will have some advice and answer questions one by one.

Bai Jing worshipped Zhang Shu, among the two elders of the soul.

Hong Tai and Qiu Jin were under the sect of another Yuanshen elder, Zhao Dahai.

As for Zhao Qi

Zhao Dahai is his father.

"I heard that the two ancestors have returned to the mountain. Maybe something has happened to be called, which has been delayed." Hong Tai guessed.

Qiu Jin's eyes lit up as he heard this, "Both ancestors are back?! Will the two ancestors give us lectures today?"

The true immortal character, the dragon, has no head but no tail, and even the disciples of this sect are hard to see.

Occasionally, when you have time, Zhang Yang and Qin Fan will preach to these disciples. However, the level of these disciples is too low. Zhao Dahai and Zhang Shu, the two elders of the Soul God, are enough to teach and answer questions, so the ancestors preached for a few times.
To be continued...