Lin Fenghan picked up an immortal fruit and took a bite slowly, "Your cultivation has also reached the sixth level of Qiankun Realm. I think it's not far from breaking through Xuantian Realm."

"Um."

Meng Qiyan answered absent-mindedly, her voice still was so gentle, as if she was thinking about something. Suddenly, Meng Qiyan said lightly: "Can you take some time to meet alone in the evening?"

Lin Fenghan shook his hand and simply put down the immortal fruit. He felt very strange, "Yes, I'm afraid that something will happen then..."

Lin Fenghan tentatively, Meng Qiyan shook her head, stared quietly into Lin Fenghan's eyes, and said, "I can wait for you."

Lin Fenghan opened his mouth several times to refuse, but after seeing Meng Qiyan's extremely anticipated and shy eyes, he grinned and said, "Okay, I'll try my best."

Meng Qiyan smiled. When she smiled, the color of the whole house became much brighter, full of spiritual eyes, with a hint of joy.

Lin Fenghan was very strange again. As for Zhao Lie, the master of the Nine Nether Demon Lord in the Purple Mansion, he no longer only smiled evilly and said unscrupulously: "Fenghan, I think you should obey her."

While Lin Fenghan pretended to be nothing, Yan Zhenyin and Tang Po, who were sacrificing Feng Chilun, finally woke up after completing the sacrificing.

After the two saw Meng Qiyan appear, Yan Zhenyin smiled charmingly and said, "Miss Qiyan, I have come to the treasure refining pavilion very frequently recently. Are you waiting for someone to come out?"

"Um"

Meng Qiyan's face turned slightly red, and she did not deny Yan Zhenyin's teasing.

Yan Zhenyin may have finally no need to face two stinky men alone. She was very happy. After making tea, she immediately pulled Meng Qiyan intimately and started talking.

Tang Po picked up the tea and took a sip, saying, "Zhenyin, your tea is out of standard."

Yan Zhenyin blinked at Tang Po, "You have to care!"

Lin Fenghan drank it silently and then said for a moment: "I feel pretty good."

Tang Po patted Lin Fenghan on the shoulder, shook his head and sighed, "Brother Lin, you are a cow drink, not a tea at all. You are really a waste."

Everyone laughed, Lin Fenghan turned his head and said, "You said it was not good, and you said it was a waste?"

"Well"

Tang Po was really choked by Lin Fenghan. It was impossible to say that the tea that Yan Zhenyin had run away was not delicious. For a moment, he could not say anything, and Meng Qiyan laughed out loud.

Lin Fenghan took out the immortal-killing flying sword that Tang Po gave him half a year ago, wrapped in true energy and sent it to Tang Po, saying, "The best quality."

Tang Po made a move of his hand, and ninety-nine immortal-killing flying swords flashed in a cold light, and silver light filled the entire room. The few people could only see silver light in front of them, and could no longer see any color.

Yan Zhenyin exclaimed: "Why can't my spiritual sense sense sense be able to sense it?"

Meng Qiyan was obviously a little surprised, and looked at Lin Fenghan with a strange look. Because she had souls in her cultivation, this level of obstacle would have no effect on her at all, but it could block the spiritual consciousness, which was a great threat to the monks in the Xuantian realm.

The moment Tang Po flirted with the magic trick in his hand, he put away the flying sword of the Immortal Knife, he said in shock: "Brother Lin, what transformations have you made for the flying sword of the Immortal Knife?"

Lin Fenghan smiled, "Why, aren't satisfied?"

Tang Po shook his head repeatedly and said in surprise: "Satisfied, I am so satisfied! I am so shocked to see and close my spirits. These two attributes alone are enough to make my Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword listed as the top-level product among the treasured magic weapons. I am confident that even if I face the cultivators in the first three levels of Xuantian Realm, I will have the power to fight."

Lin Fenghan smiled casually.

At this time, Yan Zhenyin suddenly spread her palms, glared at Lin Fenghan, and said, "Where is mine?"

Lin Fenghan glanced at her in surprise, "Did you give me the magic weapon to you and ask me to refine it for you?"

Yan Zhenyin took his hand back, hugged his chest and said, "It's not fair, why is Tang Po there? Why don't I have it? None of you smelly men are good!"

Lin Fenghan raised his hand and smeared the storage bracelet. The painted black guzheng suddenly appeared in Lin Fenghan's hand. The faint smell of sandalwood also attracted Yan Zhenyin's gaze. Just a brief look, Yan Zhenyin fell in love with this exquisitely shaped guzheng.

Lin Fenghan brought the guzheng to Yan Zhenyin.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Lin~"

Yan Zhenyin took the guzheng happily and stroked it gently. After careful observation, she found two small characters engraved on the back of the zither, and said lightly: "Love silk?"

Lin Fenghan said: "The name of the piano, love, and the best treasures are my proud works. After you go back to the sacrificial works, you can study it yourself."

Yan Zhenyin twisted her thighs and said softly to Lin Fenghan, "Thank you again, I like it very much."

Lin Fenghan didn't care, "No, I suddenly realized that the magic weapons of musical instruments are very rare, so I was born with the idea of ​​refining a magic weapon. Unfortunately, I can only refine the top-quality magic weapons at most, and it took a lot of trouble to refine them."

It is just a rare magic weapon, and it is very cost-effective to buy favors.

Yan Zhenyin said, "Junior Brother Lin is really a friend. Zhenyin will make a pot of good tea later and treat Junior Brother Lin well. Let me say it first. It will be Zhenyin's specialty later, and you are not allowed to drink it all in one gulp."

Lin Fenghan smiled faintly and said, "He didn't have much taste in tea, but in fact he liked strong wine more."

Yan Zhenyin suddenly had a strange look in her eyes, and she immediately asked, "By the way, Junior Brother Lin, where is Qiyan's?"

Lin Fenghan couldn't help but laugh and cry, "You think I am a magic weapon collector, and you can take out hundreds of magic weapons at will. Give it to whoever you want?"

Tang Po said with emotion: "To be honest, this is what you give us. As expected, all the weapon refiners are fat. I really don't know, there are any magic weapons you can't take out."

When Lin Fenghan spoke, he looked at Meng Qiyan who was quiet for a while, "To be honest, I am still thinking about Qiyan's magic weapon. After I have conceived a suitable magic weapon, I will naturally refine it for it. You don't have to worry about this."

"Treat differently!"

Yan Zhenyin blinked and said, "We have to take it out as we want, and Qiyan must think carefully, Junior Brother Lin~"

Meng Qiyan had a quiet smile, and her eyes exposed under the fairy gauze glanced at Lin Fenghan.

For a moment, Lin Fenghan was a little embarrassed.

Still coughing, he broke the awkward atmosphere and said, "My Qing and Brother Lin are here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the door of the room be pushed open with a "bang".

Ye Zhiqing appeared in front of the few people enthusiastically, and of course Wang Qiufan, who was standing behind her, looked embarrassed.

It seemed that because of Ye Zhiqing's actions, he kept winking at everyone, as if he was apologizing. Ye Zhiqing became completely rude and like his own family.

Ye Zhiqing's mouth was still very sweet. She looked at the people in the room and shouted: "Hello Brother Tang, Hello Senior Sister Yan, Hello Sister Qiyan!"

Then, he walked to Lin Fenghan like steps, held a sign in his hand, slapped Lin Fenghan, and said, "Lin Dafu, treat him to the guests, congratulations on your promotion!"

Ye Zhiqing's actions surprised Lin Fenghan.

Finally, Wang Qiufan stood up and explained: "That's right. We met Deacon Liu downstairs just now. He seemed to be looking for Brother Lin, and then my senior sister and I asked. Deacon Liu told us that Brother Lin has now been promoted to Deacon of the Weapon Refining Hall."

"Congratulations, Brother Lin!"

Tang Po first held his fists and congratulated Lin Fenghan, and Yan Zhenyin and Meng Qiyan were no exception. He bowed his hand to congratulate Lin Fenghan on his success in the treasure refining pavilion.

Lin Fenghan narrowed his eyes slightly, and as a result, the deacon waist card in his hand was in the treasure trove for a year or two, and he naturally knew the value of this waist card.

As a deacon, he has basically entered the semi-core of the treasure refining pavilion.

The treatment is different from ordinary disciples and even elite disciples. Deacons can receive a batch of medicine from the Dan Qi Hall of the Treasure Pavilion to practice every month. They can also participate in big and small things in the hall, and even have certain decision-making rights. In other words, if you hang this waist card, you will not only have free elixirs every month in the future, but also will be of great convenience for you to do business in the Dan Qi Hall in the future.

The Lord of the Lianbao Pavilion promoted him to a deacon, which is very intriguing... and it is so heart-wrenching...

Since that was the case, Lin Fenghan satisfied Chu Xiangyun, put away his waist sign and said, "I can't afford to treat you guys, so of course, two flying magic weapons have already been prepared for you."

Wang Qiufan took Feng Chilun with a smile, and Ye Zhiqing threw it into his storage ring without even looking. Compared to Lin Fenghan's flying magic weapon and the promotion to a deacon, Ye Zhiqing seemed to have more important things to say.

"Lin Dafu, don't you feel any difference in this girl?

The few people were amused and laughed. They were the two disciples who were the most loved by Chu Xiangyun, the leader of the treasure pavilion. They were really wealthy and powerful.

Although Feng Chilun is only of the best grade, for the cultivation world where magic weapons are scarce, it is even rarer to take out any flying magic weapons, and it can squeeze the heads of a large group of monks. These two people didn't even react.

Lin Fenghan glanced at Ye Zhiqing and understood what the girl was doing to show off. It turned out that this girl's cultivation level had jumped from the fourth level of the Qiankun Realm to the fifth level of the Qiankun Realm in half a year.

Understanding the reason, Lin Feng smiled faintly and said, "Pills are helpful for cultivation, but it is better not to rely too much on them. Purifying seedlings to grow will not be wasted, but also cause insufficient purity of true energy. In the end, the consequences caused by oneself are careful, there is no hope for the Taoist realm."

Lin Fenghan said cautiously, and the few people immediately nodded.

Wang Qiufan smiled bitterly and said, "Waste, this is not an ordinary waste. The Pavilion Master is almost madly angry by this girl. The medicinal materials consumed in half a year can make an ordinary third-rate sect bankrupt! As a result, the deacons of the Danqi Hall jointly wrote a letter to the Pavilion Master, and Senior Sister Ye was strictly prohibited from getting close to the Danqi Hall half a step."
Chapter completed!