Concubine Nangong, holding the Infinite Seven Ultimate Sword, felt the world spinning with happiness, and could not recover for a long time.
She is proficient in the four arts. Indeed, she has the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and has the qualifications for an immortal-level palace soul.
Although she still lacks the attribute of the Wind and Thunder Palace Soul and cannot exert the full power of this sword, it is enough to make her look proud of the inner sect.
The elders, disciples, and casual cultivators of various sects in the dojo were even more crazy about it.
"Ah, ah, the best sub-sacred weapon, that is the best sub-sacred weapon, and Luo Fu actually gave it away as he said it would!"
"What courage and big heart that is!"
"I also want to be the chief of Luo Fu!"
I don’t know which sect’s chief said this last sentence.
However, it made the Penglai Shen Sect and the chiefs of the inner sect feel extremely remorseful.
They only rejected Luo Fu once during the Soul Testing Ceremony.
But after that, Luo Fu used extremely violent gestures to make them regret and want to die again and again.
…
The Four Arts Ceremony.
Sun Haoran stood in the air, waved his hand and said: "Quiet!"
The noisy dojo gradually returned to calm.
Sun Haoran smiled and said: "I understand the mood of all fellow Taoists, but the Four Arts Ceremony will continue."
"Perhaps, something more exciting is yet to come."
"Next, I will announce the high-level weapon skill game, the second round, and the rules for weapon refining!"
"In line with the rules of alchemy, the five contestants need to enter the Mustard Seed Time Array and compete for half a year."
"No points will be counted if you are overdue or fail to refine the weapon."
"I hope that all contestants will do what they can and don't rush into the competition."
When he said this, Sun Haoran looked at the four chiefs besides Luo Fu with a serious look.
Luo Fu turned the tide and succeeded, surpassing the four god-level sects by a huge margin.
His advice was obviously intended for the four chiefs.
All because of the Penglai Divine Sect, it has been severely trampled under the feet of the other four god-level sects for eight million years.
But this time, Luo Fu's appearance made the four god-level sects almost unable to sit still.
Immediately, Sun Haoran said: "Now, let's introduce the points rewards corresponding to the weapon refining."
"Successful refining of lower, middle, upper, and top-grade sub-exalted weapons can earn one thousand, two thousand, three thousand, and four thousand points."
"Lower, middle, and top, the best weapons can get six thousand, eight thousand, ten thousand, twelve thousand points."
"if……"
Sun Haoran looked at Luo Fu expectantly and said meaningfully: "If you successfully refine the top-grade sub-sacred weapon, you can get 28,000 grand ceremony points!"
Everyone is aware of this detail!
During the elixir refining competition, Sun Haoran only announced that he had obtained the top-grade Zundan, but did not mention the points for the sub-sage elixir or the holy elixir.
But this time in refining the weapon, he focused on the points rewards corresponding to the top-grade sub-sacred weapons.
Anyone with a sound mind knows that this sentence was clearly meant for Luo Fu alone!
The leaders of the four god-level sects were already praying silently in their hearts.
Especially, Yuwen Huangji is bound to win the position of leader of the Four Arts Ceremony!
I was extremely nervous in my heart.
Luo Fu, stop doing such outrageous things.
Don't! he! ! of! Do it again, damn it! What an outrageous move!
Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace can no longer bear it!
Emperor Yuwen gritted his teeth and wished he could pounce on Luo Fu and eat him alive!
All the monks at the scene noticed that the faces of the four leaders were not good, so the atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressing.
Sun Haoran was quite happy and said loudly: "I announce that the second round of the weapon skill game, on-site weapon refining, has begun!"
"Palace Master Yuwen, please activate the Mustard Seed Time Array again!"
Emperor Yuwen turned on the Zun Formation with a gloomy face.
In front of the formation full of strong attributes of time, five contestants, including Luo Fu, were ready to enter the formation.
They each also prepared their own refining furnaces and all the materials needed for refining the weapons.
Luo Fu turned around slowly and cast his gaze on Concubine Nangong.
Before Luo Fu could speak, Concubine Nangong knew it all and said directly: "My chief's weapon refining furnace can only refine the highest quality weapons at most..."
Luo Fu's sudden success was something that Concubine Nangong never expected.
She was not prepared at all for the higher-level refining furnace.
With that said, Concubine Nangong cast her eyes on Sect Leader Nalan for help.
Sect Master Nalan was not a man of the Four Arts, so there was nothing he could do about it immediately.
"Little friend Luo." Sun Haoran smiled at Luo Fu and said, "My..."
"Alchemy Sage is not allowed!" Yuwen Huangji directly interrupted Yuwen Huangji and said: "If Alchemy Sage lends Luo Fu the refining furnace, wouldn't he be partial to the Penglai Divine Sect?!"
Yuwen Huangji felt guilty. He was afraid that Luo Fu would really refine a higher-level magic weapon.
Seeing that Luo Fu didn't have the weapon refining furnace, he disregarded his face and made a big fuss about it.
He has done whatever it takes to win.
Sun Haoran looked displeased and said to Emperor Yuwen: "Then how should we understand Palace Master Yuwen's previous act of lending Luo Xiaoyou the pill furnace?"
"My palace master, that's..." Yuwen Huangji was speechless for a moment.
He thought Luo Fu couldn't make two different potions of elixir, so he deliberately framed him.
But how could such words be said in public.
Sun Haoran ignored Yuwen Huangji and turned to Luo Fu: "Little friend Luo, this weapon refining furnace is my most powerful treasure, the highest, and can refine sub-immortal weapons!"
"You, take it and use it."
After saying this, Sun Haoran pushed a magnificent, dark golden weapon refining furnace towards Luo Fu.
A refining furnace capable of refining sub-immortal weapons!
That is probably the most proud weapon refining furnace used by Sun Haoran himself!
The scene exploded immediately!
"You are willing to lend this heaven-defying treasure to Luo Fu!?"
"Oh my god, Alchemy Sage thinks too highly of Luo Fu, right? He thinks Luo Fu wants to refine some kind of magic weapon!"
"This is such a big joke!"
"No, no, this is wrong! It's not enough to just have a refining furnace, you also need to have refining materials!"
Sun Haoran looked at Luo Fu with a smile and said, "Presumably, Guizong has not prepared high-level weapon refining materials."
"In this way, I..."
"Wait!"
Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted Sun Haoran.
However, the person who spoke was not Yuwen Huangji.
In the midst of the crowd, suddenly a bright light shot into the sky!
That, is surprisingly a third-level Tianmai casual cultivator with astonishing cultivation!
This man's face was full of expectations, and he clasped his fists at Luo Fu: "Fellow Taoist Luo Fu, I'm a casual cultivator, Huang Tianming, I have something to ask of you!"
Without any warning, such a strong person in the Heavenly Meridian Realm appeared.
The monks at the scene looked at each other, confused.
Luo Fu was also curious and looked at Huang Tianming calmly without speaking.
When Huang Tianming saw this, he hurriedly said: "Three years ago, my mother was poisoned by a strange poison. She needed a low-grade sub-sage and a three-flower cauldron to suck out all the poison."
"I have prepared the required materials, the refining furnace, and the refining manual. I hope fellow Taoist Luo Fu can complete it!"
Luo Fu took a deep look at Huang Tianming: "Sub-sacred weapon, temporary weapon refining manual, this fellow Taoist has so much confidence in me?"
Refining a weapon by referring to the temporarily given weapon refining manual is no less than a face-to-face humiliation for any weapon refiner! Want to make a fool of yourself.
"How can anyone beg for help like this?" someone muttered in a low voice.
Huang Tianming's face was full of sincerity and he said to Luo Fu: "Please don't get angry, fellow Taoist Luo Fu. I...I have no other choice, so I am shamelessly embarrassing you."
"In order to save my mother, I searched all over the world for weapon masters, but...after gathering the materials for making weapons, I was short of money and no one was willing to help."
"My mother's poison won't allow me to continue collecting spiritual stones."
"No matter how hard you try, Fellow Daoist Luo Fu, if you refine it, it will be mine, and if it fails, it will still be mine. I will never complain at all to Fellow Daoist Luo Fu!"
In the Four Arts Festival, it is indeed an idea to proactively provide weapon refining materials and ask the weapon master to help refining weapons.
But, it’s too difficult!
It seemed that Huang Tianming was really desperate before he made the first move.
"Wait!"
Before Luo Fu could answer, another bright light shot into the sky!
An old man with a Taoist spirit and a fourth-level Heavenly Vein expert clasped his fists at Luo Fu sincerely and said, "I, I am a casual cultivator. I have something to ask of fellow Taoist Luo Fu!"
"My son has been trapped in the endless sea of netherworld for ten years. Only the middle-grade sub-holy weapon and the Netherworld Moving Tower can allow me to enter the sea of netherworld to find my son!"
"Fellow Taoist Wangluofu, out of consideration for the deep love between father and son, helps me refine this tower!"
"I will provide all the required materials, the refining furnace, and the manual. If it is destroyed during the refining, I will be responsible for it myself!"
There was an uproar.
"What the hell, a middle-grade sub-sacred weapon? Let Luo Fu refine it? It's hard for Luo Fu to refine a low-grade sacred weapon!"
"This, this is too ridiculous!"
"Wait!"
Before Luo Fu could answer.
Another loud shout resounded throughout the Four Arts Dojo.
This voice was completely different from the previous two casual cultivators. The moment that tone appeared, the entire Four Arts Dojo was filled with sword intent!
Immediately afterwards, a bright light appeared in front of Luo Fu.
However, after this person appeared, the entire Four Arts Dojo became a sensation!
"Oh my God, it's the Nirvana Sword Immortal, Changsun Haotian!"
"Ah, is it the one who single-handedly wiped out three heaven-level sects for revenge... Changsun Haotian?"
"Oh my god, why is he here?"
The Nirvana Sword Immortal is a sword cultivator second only to the Sword Master!
From the moment Sun Haotian appeared, a large number of monks did not even dare to breathe a sigh of relief.
This person has a vicious reputation that makes people fear him.
Luo Fu stared at Changsun Haotian, and suddenly felt a little surprised.
That was a one-armed man, with a face as resolute as a sword, and a pair of eyes that revealed a terrifying sword intent!
What is even more impossible to ignore is the iconic symbol of Changsun Haotian.
Coffin bearer!
Changsun Haotian, whenever he appears, is always carrying a huge ice crystal coffin!
And inside the coffin, there was a peerless woman sealed in ice.
Changsun Haotian, with a hoarse voice, said to Luo Fu with great solemnity: "Fellow Taoist Luo Fu, I, Changsun Haotian, have something to ask of you!"
Luo Fu was noncommittal, his calm eyes naturally moved towards the ice coffin, and said calmly: "The person in the coffin has become old."
Time is cruel, as cruel as a knife, causing fine wrinkles to appear on the fair skin of the beautiful woman in the coffin.
This is a sign that the body is gradually drying up and is a natural result.
Changsun Haotian was shuddered and said seriously: "That's right! The person in the coffin is his late wife Dong Zhen."
"I once made a promise to grow old together with her and live and die together!"
"But the great revenge has not been fully avenged, so I don't dare to die."
Luo Fu let out a long sigh in his heart and said calmly: "As soon as you enter the world of monasticism, you will become a fallen person in the world."
Everyone who takes a vow to become a monk has his or her own story of loneliness or sadness.
The eldest grandson, Haotian, was carrying his dead wife on his back, seeking revenge from all over the world, which moved Luo Fu quite a lot.
Changsun Haotian smiled calmly, but there was a bit of sadness in that smile. He said in a hoarse voice: "When my great revenge is avenged, I will commit suicide and go to Jiuquan to accompany my deceased wife."
"However... this top-notch ice coffin cannot stop her appearance from aging."
"When my late wife was alive, she loved beauty the most. I...I can't bear to see her face grow old."
"Fellow Taoist Wanwang Luofu can make me a... top-grade sub-holy ice coffin!"
"I never say thank you for your kindness, Changsun Haotian, I will keep it in my heart!"
Deep love between husband and wife!
Talking about his deceased wife's "aging", the eldest son Haotian's eyes were red and moist.
Changsun Haotian had many enemies. Even if he gathered all the materials and the refining furnace, no one would or dared to help him.
"Oh my God, Changsun Haotian actually has red eyes sometimes?"
"This man killed everyone. In order to take revenge, he even lost his left arm, but he didn't even frown once. Now he actually..."
Can……
The three major casual cultivators all wanted to seek help from Luo Fu!
The love between mother and son, father and son, and husband and wife are all moving, but how do you choose?
Sun Haoran looked at Luo Fu with all kinds of feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what advice he should give.
The scene was very silent.
This is an extremely difficult topic to choose.
No matter who it is, there is a reason for Luo Fu to help, but no matter who he helps, the other two parties will be heartbroken!
Luo Fu, the ancient well has no waves.
Calm and unrippled eyes slowly swept over the three casual cultivators.
"Bring the refining materials and the refining furnace."
The three people were immediately excited, but no one moved.
The three people's eyes were all staring at Luo Fu expectantly.
The eldest son, Sun Haotian, said: "Fellow Taoist Luo Fu, who are you referring to?"
The whole place was so quiet that you could hear the needle drop!
Everyone is looking forward to who Luo Fu is willing to help!
Countless eyes focused on Luo Fu.
Luo Fu said calmly: "I'll help you three."
All the monks present were shocked!
At the same time, refine three furnaces of magic weapons! ?
