Mu Feifan's mouth twitched slightly.

He found this guy a little weird.

Fang Qingxian said: "Brother Mu, you are really amazing!"

"It looks much younger than me, but he can actually refine a spiritual weapon."

"It's almost the same as Master Zheng from our Zongnei weapons store."

Mu Feifei snorted and asked, "What level of weapons can he refine?"

Fang Qingxian said: "I don't know the specifics, anyway, I can refine a spirit tool."

"But he sells very dark, far cheaper than your store."

"I told others that I spent five hundred to buy a high-level magic weapon in Luoxia Town, but they still don't believe it."

"And unless a fool sells it to me."

"Brother Mu, do you think they have shallow knowledge?"

Mu Feifei was speechless.

Shit, the big fool they were talking about was me.

Just mentioning this, Mu Feifei felt a pain in the ass.

At this time, Fang Qingxian looked at the spiritual tool on the wall with envy on his face.

Mu Feifei smiled lightly: "Qingxian, do you want this spiritual tool?"

Fang Qingxian nodded: "Who doesn't want it, although your store sells it cheap, I can't afford it."

"The last remaining grain is dedicated to chicken feed."

Mu Feifei said: "If you help me with one thing, I will give you a spiritual tool."

What?

Fang Qingxian was immediately overjoyed.

Mu Feifan said word by word: "I want the refining technique of Dahe Sword Sect."

"Refining art?" Fang Qingxian said.

"Brother Mu, I advise you not to watch it."

"Then Master Zheng has become an old man. I think his level is similar to yours."

Mu Feifei said: "I have my own use."

Fang Qingxian widened his eyes.

The next moment, he snorted and said, "I understand!"

"The refining methods of each genre are different."

"You must want to gather the strengths of hundreds of schools and open up a more exquisite way of refining."

"Brother Mu is diligent and studious, he is a role model for my generation!"

Mu Feifei was stunned.

Is this even possible?

He coughed lightly: "Well, I didn't want to say it originally, but you saw it."

"Yeah, that's what I thought!"

"Gather the strengths of hundreds of schools to make your refining level more perfect!"

Fang Qingxian said: "There is no problem with the refining technique. Although I don't have any spiritual stones anymore, I still have sect contribution points, which can be exchanged."

"I will come tomorrow!"

The two said goodbye immediately.

the next day.

Fang Qingxian did not disappoint and came over at noon.

"Brother Mu, take a look, this is the artifact refining technique you want."

Mu Feifan took a cursory glance and found that it was not much different from the artifact refining technique Wu Shirong sent.

Even the first-level magic circle attached at the back is similar.

"This spiritual tool is yours." Mu Feifei handed over a long sword.

The moment he handed over the long sword, a hint appeared in his mind.

Obtain a copy of Alchemy Technique.

System rewards (optional):

One: One hundred copies of the art of refining.

Two: a book of intermediate refining techniques.

really!

Mu Feifei smiled lightly.

This is the purpose of letting Fang Qingxian help.

The Item Refining Technique Wu Shirong gave him cannot be boosted by the system.

But the artifact refining that Fang Qingxian brought was equivalent to exchanging spiritual tools.

Meet the system conditions, you can upgrade!

But the choice is not in a hurry.

Moreover, he could not do it in front of Fang Qingxian.

At this moment, Fang Qingxian was still immersed in the joy of obtaining the Spirit Tool.

"That's great, Brother Mu!"

"With this spiritual weapon, my chances of surviving the six trials have increased again!"

Mu Feifei's expression suddenly became solemn: "The six trials you mentioned,

Is it dangerous? "

Fang Qingxian said: "I am lucky to survive half of this trial."

hiss!

Mu Feifei's pupils shrank.

The real world of immortal cultivation is still extremely dangerous.

"The trial is so dangerous, why go?" he asked.

Fang Qingxian smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Mu, as you can see, I've been stuck on the tenth floor of the Qi refining period for a long time."

"I'm not very talented and have no background."

"As long as you survive the six trials, you can get a Foundation Establishment Pill."

"This is my only chance to break through the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

"When you reach the foundation building stage, you can become an inner disciple, and the road to cultivation will be smoother and smoother in the future."

"Otherwise, you can only live a life of mediocrity."

Mu Feifan suddenly thought that after the daughter of the previous weapon shop owner became an inner disciple, he took them all away.

It turned out to have broken through the foundation-building period...

Sure enough, as soon as you enter Foundation Establishment, your whole life is different.

Foundation building is not only Fang Qingxian's goal, but also Mu Feifei's goal.

"How long will your trial last?" Mu Feifei asked.

"At least half a year, more..." Fang Qingxian was stunned for a while, but did not continue.

But Mu Feifei already understood.

Maybe this time, it's a goodbye!

Trials are too dangerous.

half the death rate.

"wait for me."

Mu Feifei walked into the refining room, and when he came out again, he was holding a piece of armor in his hand.

It was the spiritual weapon engraved with the second-level defense circle.

"Give it to you." Mu Feifei said.

Fang Qingxian looked unbelievable: "This... Brother Mu, you won't get paid for no merit."

"You have given me a spiritual tool, and I absolutely cannot accept this one!"

The aura emanating from this armor obviously surpassed that of the primary spiritual weapon, reaching the intermediate level.

But there was no greed in Fang Qingxian's eyes.

He knew what to take and what not to take.

Mu Feifei put the armor into Fang Qingxian's hands and said, "Live."

Fang Qingxian's eyes suddenly became hot, and there was an urge to cry.

"No one has been so kind to me except my dead father."

"Brother Mu, please accept me!"

He was about to kneel.

He was supported by Mu Feifei.

"Be careful when you try."

"No waves!"

"Don't give up against the wind!"

Fang Qingxian stared wide-eyed, although he didn't understand what it meant, he always felt it made sense.

This is what Mu Feifan used to say in his team in his previous life.

Perfect for any occasion.

Isn't Xiuxianjie a huge competitive game?

The difference is that in the game, death can be resurrected, but in the world of immortality, there is only one life.

Secretly grow, and then amaze everyone, is the king!

"When I return in half a year, I will definitely have a drink with Brother Mu."

Mu Feifei watched Fang Qingxian leave.

"Oh oh oh!"

The little turkey flew over his shoulder.

"You said you didn't expect me to be a romantic person?"

Mu Feifei smiled.

"People like him are the portrayal of most people in the immortal world."

"How can there be so many people born with extraordinary talents and monstrous backgrounds?"

"But they're just ordinary people."

"I just did a little trivial thing, hoping to help him."

"Every hard worker deserves respect."

The little turkey fell into contemplation, feeling that he understood some chicken-born principles again.

"Okay, let's move on with our lives."

Mu Feifei walked into the refining room.

At the same time, the book in his hand became an intermediate-level refining technique at some point!

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