The vast East China Sea.

The two old men walked together.

Mr. Xu turned his head and said lightly: "What? I don't even feel sorry for the treasure I refined yet. Why are you feeling depressed?"

Mr. Song sighed: "The treasures are covered with dust, which is something I have always been disgusted with."

Mr. Xu said: "It's just a little harder, but it's just a little sharper. It's not that amazing. For a Taoist practice like you, it's not that mysterious. In fact, it's just a useless treasure."

Mr. Song stopped and said, "No, you have the ability to go back and practice again, which is enough to turn this magic sword into a heart-warming magic weapon. It's just that you care about the Su family, so you haven't refined it like this."

Mr. Xu was silent for a while and suddenly said, "In fact, it's not that I don't want to refine this treasure into a treasure. In fact, the material of this divine sword itself is too extraordinary. With my achievements, it can only barely condense into a divine sword. If you really want to engrave runes, carve formations, and give divine light, you can't do anything."

"How is that possible?" Old Song looked a little incredible.

"How is it impossible?" Mr. Xu said calmly.

"This..." Mr. Song was speechless for a moment.

"This is a fragment of the treasure of the Heavenly Killing True Lord Qingyuan. It is very likely brought from the Heavenly Palace. Although I believe that my attainment in refining treasures is not low, my Taoist practice is limited, so I dare not compare myself with those of the immortals, so I naturally cannot refine it."

Mr. Xu paused and said, "However, if this knife can be warmed for a long time, it may not be impossible to show the divine light. However, if there is no one in the Su family who is practicing, it is probably hopeless."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Song couldn't help but say, "Why would I go back to the Su family and pass on some superficial methods of breathing and breathing, and this magic sword will have a day to regain its glory in the future."

Mr. Xu remained silent, but his eyes were slightly calmer.

Old Song was a little hurried in his heart and said, "What are you doing?"

Mr. Xu said coldly: "You want to go back to the Su family and force the magic sword?"

Mr. Song was about to defend himself, but his tone was paused and he didn't speak.

Then, both of them fell silent.

"Since you have seen it, I won't hide it from you." Old Song sighed: "The things of the divine sword should not be covered with dust, so how can it fall into the hands of ordinary people?"

Mr. Xu said calmly: "I promised it a long time ago, so I won't have to worry about you."

Mr. Song sighed and said, "I really can't give up. If you take it yourself, I will accept it, but you just sent it out."

"A man surnamed Song, do you want to turn against me?" Old Xu said coldly: "That divine iron was obtained from his hands. The knife was made by me on the furnace. What does it have to do with you? How to deal with this divine sword has nothing to do with you!"

Old Song looked at him quietly.

Mr. Xu looked cold.

After a long time, Mr. Song sighed and said, "I just thought that in order to get this pile of broken iron, we still kept ten ingots of gold, and the right was used as a deposit. Now that the magic sword is giving it to you, why did you forget to get the gold back?"

Mr. Xu's expression slowed down a little, and he said, "What is the use of yellow and white things for us monks? You really want... I went back to the pavilion, opened the furnace and refined the weapon, and refined a basket of red gold for you!"

As the saying goes, no gold is pure, and no one is perfect, but Mr. Xu's accomplishments in treasure refining are enough to turn stones into gold and make full gold.

"Hahaha..." Old Song laughed and said, "Well, just treat it as the reward for Su Xiang to entertain you and me in the early years. Thinking of his hospitality back then, this matter ends here. However, I am quite interested in it..."

Mr. Xu said disdainfully: "I'll go back and I'll make a house for you and smash your broken place."

Mr. Song laughed.

However, amid the laughter, he suddenly snorted coldly.

A cold snorted from the southern sky.

Two old men who were already well-versed in Taoism heard this sound, as if there was a thunder roaring in their ears, and their heads were blank.

After they came to their senses, both of them looked pale and their ears were bleeding.

"It seems that the attainments in refining weapons are really pretty."

The sound came slowly, from the south to the sky, from far to near.

The two of them looked horrified and looked towards the south.

I saw a fiery red sky in the south, with clouds stained with blood, like a gorgeous sunset.

However, at this moment, it is not yet evening, so where does the sunset come from?

And the sunset is not in the west, how does it appear in the south?

That is when a person with great magic power stands in the world, his magic power overflows and the celestial phenomena change accordingly.

Such a person has a high level of knowledge and is unfathomable.

I saw a man walking slowly from the sky, looking like a young man, with black hair draped over his shoulders, wearing a red robe, and burning flames all over his body, but his eyes were cold, and it was obvious that the person who came was not kind.

Mr. Xu and Mr. Song looked at each other, and both looked endlessly shocked.

They have never seen this young man, and they cannot be called acquaintance.

However, the aura on this young man was the only one they saw in their lives, and it even exceeded this world.

Having such a Taoist practice is probably no longer acceptable to the human world.

"Immortal Family?"

If it were in the past, it might not be certain.

However, now that the gods have come here, all parties have immortals down the world, so it is no longer unbelievable that the person in front of him is also an immortal.

Mr. Xu looked at the boy and suddenly felt extremely panicked. He bowed and bowed and said, "I don't know which immortal family the Lord is?"

The young man's body burned the void, and his body was several feet wide, as if it was twisted.

He is here, but he is like in another world, only seeing the scenery, not the reality.

The boy had a dark hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes looked rebellious, and he was clearly covered in flames, which was hard to resist. However, touching his eyes made people shudder.

Mr. Xu trembled, and somehow, his heart suddenly felt throbbing.

The young man said calmly: "I am the disciple of Immortal Lord Lu Yang, Yan Jun."

When Mr. Xu heard this, he suddenly felt a little uneasy, but he really didn't know this person and was showing doubts.

But at this moment, Yan Jun said calmly: "I killed the True Lord of Heaven and killed my brother Yan Zun. From now on, his divine body should be refined by your hands, removing scales, peeling skin, removing bones, removing blood, cutting off tendons, etc.?"

Old Xu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body could not stop trembling.

Mr. Song glanced at him, and his eyes were also very complicated.

"I heard that you have good skills and treasure refining is also very good."

Yan Jun said calmly: "I was born as a god, and turned to cultivating immortals. Now I have become an immortal way. Under the Immortal Lord Lu Yang, relying on the fire-like magic in the Immortal Lord's Sect, and relying on my innate fire, I can be considered proficient in treasure refining. I wonder who is you and me has higher attainments? At this stage, I am trying to refine a person who practices Taoism into a treasure..."

Mr. Xu felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and knew that there was no room for action, so he turned around and ran away.

Mr. Song was also afraid that the other party would vent his anger, so he ran away in an instant.

However, Yan Jun just waved his hand and saw the fire in the sky burning everywhere.
Chapter completed!