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In a quiet room, Ye Fei and Wuya Laodao met the hall master in charge of the identification window of Shenyanzong.

This is a fair-looking and rich-looking Golden Core cultivator. Before he speaks, he smiles very kindly, more like a businessman than a monk.

"Fellow Daoist Wuya, you haven't seen your style for so many years and still look the same!"

Obviously, this Golden Core cultivator named Changhong and Wuya old Taoist are old acquaintances.

"Fellow Daoist Changhong is the one who is full of spirits, and now he has become the hall master. I am really happy and congratulated!"

The smile on Wu Ya's face can't be concealed, my disciples strive for success, no matter whether it's luck or a genius, after all, the long knife was successfully refined by my own disciples!

Changhong invited his master and apprentice to the quiet room for a private discussion, it must be because he intends to buy the long knife, Wuya old man couldn't help feeling proud.

"A small hall master is not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Changhong smiled and waved her hands again and again, "On the contrary, Fellow Daoist Wu Ya, your apprentice really gives you face!"

Changhong was obviously in charge of external affairs on weekdays, and specialized in dealing with people. Naturally, his ability to observe words and demeanor was not weak, and he had already seen that the old Taoist Wuya valued this disciple very much.

"Thank you for the compliment. My apprentice is the most diligent in normal times, and my cultivation is not so-so. I am very satisfied with the old way!"

As the sect master of the Golden Talisman Sect, Wuya Laodao naturally dealt with the situation before him with ease.

The two old guys exchanged pleasantries for a long time, but no one brought up the topic.

Ye Fei was silent at the side, just watching the two Jindan monks perform self-cultivation kung fu.

At this time, a disciple of Shenyanzong rushed over, but it was Changhong who reported what happened here, which attracted the attention of the elders of Shenyanzong, and invited Ye Fei and Taoist Wu Ya to the meeting hall of Shenyanzong.

I don't know what kind of friendship these two old guys had at the beginning, when they left from the quiet room.Changhong secretly sent a voice transmission to the old Taoist Wu Ya, and only said four words: Rare goods can be lived.

This is an obvious thing, with Wuya's old-fashioned knowledge, he naturally understands this truth, but now Changhong reminds him that this kind of favor has fallen behind.

Changhong accompanied Wuya Laodao and Ye Fei all the way to the meeting hall, and enthusiastically introduced the sights and buildings along the way like a tour guide, which opened Ye Fei's eyes.

After all, even in the entire world of cultivating immortals, the Shenyan Sect is a high-ranking sect, and the atmosphere in the sect is far from comparable to that of the Shenfu Sect.

The old Taoist Wuya was secretly frightened, for fear that his apprentice would be seen by the Shenyan sect as poaching him face to face, and he couldn't even find a reason to stop him.

After all, if Ye Fei was really a genius for refining weapons, he would be buried in the Golden Talisman Gate.

And joining the Shenyan Sect will have a great future.

The comparison between the two sides is not the same. Wuya Lao Dao asked himself, if it were him, he might not be able to refuse such an invitation.

However, looking at Ye Fei's appearance is just simple curiosity, and he regards Shenyanzong as a place to travel, and what he sees and hears is only to increase his knowledge, and he does not show yearning, which makes Wu Ya's heart a little more stable. a little.

The Shenyan Sect has a huge scale, so it is naturally impossible to have only one meeting hall.

Changhong took Wu Ya and Ye Fei away for a quarter of an hour and arrived at the place. After waiting for a while, an old man with a long breath that could not tell the depth hurried over.

"Where is the finished product of ten stacks into one? Let me have a look!"

The old man yelled loudly as soon as he entered the door.

Changhong first gave Wuya old Taoist and Ye Fei a sorry look, and then handed over the long knife refined by Ye Fei respectfully.

The old man stroked the blade of the long knife, his eyes sparkled, and he was full of wonder.

Changhong introduced to Wu Ya and Ye Fei from the side: "This is the elder Xu Yang, the elder of my sect, who is most obsessed with refining weapons. He heard that ten stacks of finished products were born, so he couldn't bear it. Come here yourself."

At the same time, Changhong raised his eyebrows at Ye Fei, and then praised Master Xu Yang, saying how skilled this elder is in refining weapons, how many magic weapons he has in his collection, even if it is something like a spirit treasure, he can take out three at will Come five.

This hint was too obvious. Before Ye Fei responded, Master Xuyang said unwillingly: "Changhong, how can you, a little guy, have the reason to bend your elbows outward? Besides, I am an old man who has lived for thousands of years. Things are not enough to trap a child's magic weapon!"

As he said that, amidst Changhong's insincere apology, the real Xuyang sat down opposite Ye Fei and Taoist Wuya.

"Little friend is really lucky! I heard that you succeeded once, didn't you make a mistake in the middle?"

Daoist Xu Yang is obsessed with refining weapons, if not for this, his cultivation level will be even higher, just because he is addicted to refining weapons, there is no possibility of continuing to break through the fairy world in this life.

Such a person who is willing to give up the Dao for the refining of weapons, naturally loves the long sword refined by Ye Fei extremely.

"Reporting to the seniors, the juniors have only seen the method of ten folds into one in the classics of the sect. This is the first time to try it, and I didn't expect it to be successful."

Ye Fei had already thought about these words.

No matter who asks, it is due to luck that the success of tenfold into one can be attributed to luck.

"Come on, come on, little friend, why don't you show me."

Immortal Xu Yang actually took out ten identical long knives from the magic treasure storage, "I made these old man when I took the time to refine them, and try to make them as identical as possible."

It turned out that it was too late to rush over with the strength of Master Xu Yang, but he was refining the first-level magic weapon long knife.

Ye Fei naturally wouldn't refuse.

In front of the three of them, he picked up two long knives and pinched the formula, superimposed the two long knives together, after a burst of mana fluctuations, he succeeded.

Real person Xuyang and Changhong Wuya old man stared wide-eyed, watching Ye Fei's operation carefully, for fear of missing a detail.

Seeing that Ye Fei succeeded in superimposing for the first time, Changhong and Wuya old man breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, while Xu Yang frowned insignificantly.

Then Ye Fei picked up the third long knife and cast the superposition technique, and the two long knives trembled. Ye Fei, who had used the superposition technique many times these days, knew in his heart that this was going to fail.

Sure enough, the two long knives shattered at the same time.

Changhong and Taoist Wuya made regretful voices at the same time, but Master Xuyang nodded secretly.

"Judging from my little friend's technique and my cultivation base, it's really luck to be able to make one out of ten stacks!"

The real person Xu Yang's expression couldn't tell whether it was regret or loss, and finally raised his head and asked, "Little friend, are you willing to transfer this long knife?"

The long knife Ye Fei refined is only a second-level magic weapon, and it is placed inside the Shenyan Sect, so the inner disciples probably won't pay too much attention to it.

But this long knife is no longer a magic weapon in the ordinary sense, and it would be a huge waste to really use it to fight against the enemy.

This thing has other meanings.