Is there anything important? After thinking about it, a spiritual talisman floating in the air appeared. It would be better to put the talisman given by Baihe Zhenren here, wouldn’t it be safer?

Looking at these three things, Xiao Wenbing sighed in his heart, it would be great if there were grids to sort and store them.

Suddenly, his consciousness fluctuated and almost dissipated due to excessive surprise.

In the space, a cloud swayed down, and under his incredible gaze, it turned into a small showcase.

He was overjoyed and Xiao Wenbing kept imagining the size of the window. Then, he was surprised to find that any buildings or items he wanted could be made of the clouds in the sky.

However, these clouds are not omnipotent, and they are far inferior to his superpowers.

Because they did not really become a building, they just formed the shape and color of the building.

Their essence is clouds, but they just change their appearance.

Moreover, they cannot be transformed into treasures such as medicines. Also, these things can only be formed in the ring space and cannot be taken out of the space.

However, although these clouds have various restrictions, they are already something that is too good to be better. Xiao Wenbing was surprised and was very happy to transform it. Not long after, he squandered all the clouds in the sky, and there was no more than half of them.

After looking at the area where most of the empty space was still there, Xiao Wenbing tried to copy these clouds, but he was disappointed to find that these things obviously had some power that he did not understand and could not be copied at all.

Sighing deeply, Xiao Wenbing unexpectedly realized that he had become very tired. In shock, his divine thoughts immediately withdrew from the Tianxu Ring.

After slowly opening his eyes, Xiao Wenbingshi used the technique of introspection to check his body. What shocked him was that there was not much spiritual power left in his body.

At this point, he realized that Tianxu ring was not that easy to use.

If you want to use the clouds inside, you need your own spiritual power to promote them. If you hadn't achieved success in your inner alchemy and had natal golden talismans and superpowers as backup energy, you would have been unable to support it long ago.

I didn’t expect that using divine thoughts would require so much spiritual power.

After a while of rest, I thought that although my level was not very high, I was at least at the level of entering the hall on the road to cultivating immortals. So should I have some magic weapons or something?

Well, that's right, Senior Brother Mingmei is still waiting at the door to find him...

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"Senior Brother Third." Xiao Wenbing smiled and smiled at Ming and ambiguously.

Taoist Master Mingmei shivered a lot. He looked at the junior brother vigilantly and asked, "My junior brother, is there anything wrong?"

"Senior brother, look at it." Xiao Wenbing handed over a thick book.

Mingmei took it and saw it. It was written on it. He flipped it out and said, "What's wrong?"

"San Senior Brother, all those who cultivate immortals have a flying sword in their hands, coming and going like the wind, taking the enemy's life thousands of miles away. Is that right?"

Mingmei was stunned and was about to veto him, but suddenly he saw Xiao Wenbing full of hope, and his words changed: "Maybe."

"Hehe..." Xiao Wenbing smiled more and more happily. He said with a gaze: "Senior brother, I am now in the inner alchemy. Logically speaking, I should have an immortal sword. You are my younger brother's guide, so please give me a sword."

Mingmei opened his mouth wide and looked at him with a very strange look. After a long time, he exclaimed: "Give the sword? I don't even have a flying sword yet, what sword should I give?"

"Senior Brother Third, do you don't have a flying sword?"

"No, of course there is no."

Xiao Wenbing frowned and said, "No, I have read every Xianxia novel. It seems that when my disciple practices to a certain level, the master will give him a sword. We are not so stingy, right?"

Mingmei glared at him with a laugh and cry, and said, "Okay, since you want the flying sword so much, let the senior brother practice it for you."

"Senior Brother?"

"That's right, among us, only the eldest and second brothers have practiced the art of refining weapons. If you want to refine swords, you naturally have to find them."

The two of them found Lu Jun and explained their purpose. Lu Jun pondered for a moment, immediately nodded in agreement, and sent a message to Zhao Feng, asking him to prepare for the sword refining matter.

Perhaps influenced by the novel, Xiao Wenbing has a special love for Fei Jian.

A week later, Zhao Feng sent a text message from the foot of the mountain, telling him that the things were ready. Xiao Wenbing immediately volunteered to go down the mountain to pick it up in person.

With his cultivation at this time, it was not a problem to come to Zhao Feng's house in just a short time. Zhao Feng respectfully welcomed him into the villa. Xiao Wenbing was worried and immediately asked him where the things were.

Under Zhao Feng's leadership, they arrived at the villa's backyard warehouse.

The warehouse was filled with strips of fine steel plates, and there was nothing else except that.

"Junior Brother Zhao, what are the things that Brother Senior Brother wants?" Xiao Wenbing looked around for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.

Zhao Feng pointed to the iron plates and said, "Sixth Brother, everything is here."

"What?" Xiao Wenbing pointed to the steel plates that could be measured in tons of this unit and said incredibly: "All these?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Six." Zhao Feng said strangely, and he was surprised. Does this Senior Brother Six even know what he wants to take to go down the mountain this time?

Xiao Wenbing stepped forward, bounced his fingers on the iron plate, making a pleasant sound of metal and stone attacks.

"Junior Brother Zhao, if I read it correctly, these are just ordinary steel."

"The sixth senior brother is wise. Because the eldest senior brother is too anxious, I had to ask the municipal government to urgently transfer a batch of high-quality steel. Due to the hasty time, if the quantity is short, please forgive me, the two senior brothers." Zhao Feng said respectfully.

"Short? No, these things cannot be shortened." Xiao Wenbing shook his head repeatedly. Lu Jun didn't know what kind of nerves he had. Does it take so much steel to refine a sword?

He stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, and touched the steel.

As long as it was touched by his hands, the steel disappeared out of thin air and entered his Tianxu ring.

Zhao Feng's face changed when he saw him from the side, his eyes suddenly opened to the extreme and could no longer close.
Chapter completed!