1243: C1243 Golden Hoop Rustle

C1243 Golden Hoop Rustle

It turned out that Black Mountain Old Demon had been cultivating at a critical moment recently.

The evil spirit could refine a special pill called the Sins' Vengeance Pill, which was perfect for a demon like him, who was born with resentment.

Therefore, Hundred-eyed Devil Lord wanted to help the old demon complete its advancement.

After all, as Wu Demon Emperor, his combat strength was his top requirement.

Ye Fan suddenly understood. "Why didn't you say so earlier?! Such an important matter, I naturally wouldn't hesitate to do it."

"Alright, I'll send the Evil Spirit Ancient Sword to you right away. Just give me the materials after you use it."

"Haha, aren't you trying to give him a surprise? Don't tell him."

"Don't worry, my mouth is very tight. It will definitely rot into my stomach."

"I told you that the old demon hasn't been appearing in the group recently. It turns out that he is secretly improving. Looks like I have to continue working hard."

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord nodded. "Alright, let's work hard together."

He left the chat.

Ye Fan sent the Evil Spirit Ancient Sword to the Demon Lord through a sweep.

He returned to the cave.

Everyone was on guard, afraid that the Evil Spirit would possess Ye Fan again and cause trouble.

However, what surprised them was that not only was Ye Fan unharmed, even the ancient sword had disappeared.

"You... you're alright?"

"I'm fine."

The old man nodded. "Where's Gu Jian?"

"I destroyed it. The evil spirit inside is too evil. I can't take it anymore. "

"Haha! That's great."

Everyone laughed loudly.

Earlier, the evil spirit had killed quite a few of their fellow disciples. It seemed like he had already become their enemy.

Now that he had been destroyed, everyone could finally vent their anger.

Qin Zhuo gave Ye Fan a meaningful look.

But he also believed Ye Fan's words.

After all, even he couldn't avoid the evil spirit's control for a short period of time.

Naturally, he didn't think that Ye Fan could avoid it.

Hou Qun was the only one who felt that something was wrong.

He swore that he would never believe Ye Fan's nonsense during the alliance war.

Otherwise, he would still count the money for him after he was sold.

"You really destroyed the Evil Spirit Ancient Sword?"

"That's right."

" How did you destroy it? "

"Do I need to report this to you?! Which green onion are you?"

Hou Qun smiled awkwardly.

Although what you said was rude, it made sense.

I really don't have the qualifications for you to explain.

Forget it, forget it.

Regardless of where the Evil Spirits went, those things were useless to him.

If it was gone, it was gone.

Fortunately, there were many good weapons in the Weapon Tomb for them to choose from.

It wasn't a wasted trip.

The evil spirit disappeared.

Everyone was transported outside by the formation.

In the next moment.

The entire cave lost its energy boost and collapsed into ruins.

He looked at the group of disciples.

Xue Jie was dumbfounded.

"Where is he? Why are there only the few of you here?"

Yao Fu asked curiously.

"Yeah, didn't more than ten of you go in just now?"

"Dead, they're all dead."

One of them said fiercely.

"Actually, we were all tricked by the Weapon Villa. The treasure hidden inside isn't a Treasure Spirit, but an evil spirit."

"He can absorb the flesh and blood of cultivators, and he has his own independent mind. He has killed all of our fellow disciples."

"Where are our people?"

Feng Cong from the Flying Sword Sect waited for a long time.

Not a single disciple came out, so he couldn't help but ask.

All the disciples looked at each other.

Your people?

Of course they were killed.

Ye Fan had killed a batch of evil spirits.

All of them were killed.

However, they all said with a tacit understanding, "The disciples of Flying Sword Sect had already captured the evil spirits, but they were attacked by the guardians."

"In the end, the evil spirit backfired and killed all of them."

"What? All of them died?"

Feng Cong's body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

He was the leader of this event, but he had killed all the disciples.

If he returned to the sect like this, he would definitely be severely punished by the sect.

"Brother Feng, this is the will of the heavens. Don't be sad."

"That's right. Every sect has suffered casualties. It's better to express our condolences."

Feng Cong felt helpless.

A dead person could not be revived, so he could only return to the sect to receive his punishment.

"Brother Yao, Brother Xue, I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first."

"Let's go back together. Hurry up and report the relevant matters to the sect."

Everyone left.

Only Xue Jie looked back at Ye Fan with a complicated expression.

Qin Zhuo had already left.

Hou Qun walked over with a smile and raised his eyebrows.

"Ye Fan, the Evil Spirit Ancient Sword is with you, right?"

Ye Fan nodded firmly. "Yes, do you want it?"

Hmm?

Why didn't he play according to the rules?

With Ye Fan's personality, he would definitely say that he wasn't here.

How could he admit it so calmly?

Could it be that there was a trick behind it?

One had to say, after Ye Fan's operation, Hou Qun was about to become an elite, and he was full of doubts and suspicions.

He quickly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I don't want it. Don't let the evil spirit control you."

"What's wrong? Are you worried about me?"

"Ugh! Don't say such nauseating words, okay? I'm just afraid of lacking a strong competitor. "

" You'd better surpass Qin Zhuo first. Using me as an opponent is equivalent to opposing the heavens. "

"You're too arrogant."

... "I'm not being arrogant. I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart."

"Alright, then let's wait and see."

After returning to the academy, less than three hours had passed.

The Demon Lord returned the ancient sword.

The evil spirits inside had already been completely annihilated.

The ancient sword was now just a piece of melted meteorite.

"Mr Drilling Wind, hurry up and condense it. Otherwise, it will solidify again."

"Alright, I got it."

Ye Fan took the materials and went to his room.

To refine a Natal Weapon, the first thing to do was to determine its shape.

It turned out that he wanted to refine a Flying Sword. After all, it was flashy and practical.

But after going through the Weapon Tomb line, he gave up on this idea.

Using a sword was very handsome, but he did not know how.

He might as well get his own club.

Moreover, if he needed it in the future, he could smelt it again, and it wouldn't be stuck in mud.

After that.

Ye Fan used the method given to him by Shen Lingfu and Yue Er to start the impurities in the meteorite.

Although it had already been melted by Hundred-eyed Devil Lord, the difficulty of purifying it was still not small.

He used the flame seed to release the outer flame and continuously quenching and calcining it. It took him a whole night to complete one step.

At this moment, Ye Fan was sweating profusely and panting.

He could not give up halfway.

He hurriedly used his divine sense and began injecting his spiritual energy and soul power into the meteorite.

The power fusion was very successful.

In an instant, he felt as if he had a bloodline connection with the meteoric iron.

Then, he started to cast the spell, using his spirit energy to control it.

Finally.

One day later.

A long stick appeared.

However, in order to make the long stick more flashy.

He still wasted some time, carving a dragon and drawing a phoenix on it. He carved his own name on it - Golden Hoop Rod.

Although he only added one word, the artistic conception suddenly became higher and higher.

It was also very clear when he read it, especially the word Lu in the middle. He could not read its original sound, so he had to deal with it and show it in a soft way.

Then, Ye Fan used its shallow knowledge of formations to carve a few formations on it to increase its offensive power and destructive power.

Finally, Ye Fan forced out his blood essence and completely merged it with the Jingu Lu Bang.

"Swoosh!"

A dazzling light flashed across the entire room.

He had finally mastered the Natal Weapon!

Ye Fan waved his hand excitedly in the room.

"Haha, I finally have my own weapon."

"Although you are not as powerful as the Golden-Hooped Rod, and you don't have the ability to become bigger and smaller, I will take good care of you and make you the strongest club in the world."

"Weng!"

The Golden-Hooped Rod seemed to have sensed Ye Fan's confidence. It suddenly let out a buzzing sound to express its joy.

"Withdraw!"

The order was given.

The long stick entered Ye Fan's body.

He summoned it at his will.

He could do whatever he wanted.

Ye Fan looked at the time.

Two days had actually passed. Refining weapons was really not a good job. It really consumed one's painstaking effort.

He shaved his long beard, took a shower, and slept in a big beauty sleep.

Only then did he feel all the fatigue in his body sweep away.

The sky was already dark.

Ye Fan had planned to play some games.

However, he found a figure standing outside his room.

Damn it.

It can't be, right?

There was an intruder in the dignified Martial Academy?

Did he want to die?

Ye Fan looked out the window and saw a little girl waving her hands with a smile on her face.

"Yue Er? What are you doing outside?"

Yue Er placed her hands by her mouth and softly shouted, "I know that your real name weapon was successfully refined, so I wanted to celebrate for you."

Ye Fan revealed a smile.

"It's a little thoughtful, just nice that I'm hungry."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and come out."

"I'm going to change my clothes."

The two of them went to a spicy hotpot restaurant.

It was an internet hotpot with distinctive features. The decoration was a vintage style, and the hotpot was also a traditional charcoal fire.

One look at it would make one's appetite increase greatly!

Yue Er had wanted to come a long time ago, but Qingbei and the old woman did not like to eat it, so she could only shrink back.

It was good to have Ye Fan accompanying her!

"Ye Fan, order whatever you want. I'll treat you to a meal today."

Yue Er generously passed the menu to Ye Fan. She confidently patted her chest and smiled.

Especially when she felt the surrounding atmosphere and the overflowing fragrance, it made her happy from the inside out. Even the pressure on her felt much less.

And for some reason?

Although she had been bullied with Ye Fan, it gave her a great sense of security.

Ye Fan glanced at it. "I like the set meal. Just give me a Supreme Deluxe Set."

"You can add the rest."

Ye Fan pushed the menu to Yue Er.

"I won't eat it. Let me order something delicious."

"Give me a plate of mutton. I want it cut by hand! There are also duck intestines, duck blood, and seaweed..."

Yue Er ordered more than a dozen dishes in one go, far exceeding the appetite of the two people, causing the waiter to be surprised.

"Sir, Miss, the amount of food in our restaurant is sufficient, the two of them can't eat so much."

"Plus, you also ordered a supreme set meal. Even if seven or eight people eat it, they won't be able to eat it." The service staff reminded them kindly.

"Haha, no problem, we can eat it."

Yue Er laughed and rejected the service staff's good intentions.

She was treating him to a meal.

There must be a row of noodles.

He was not afraid of leftovers, but he was afraid of not having enough to eat.

Ye Fan was a little surprised.2

"Big sister, it's me who forged the Natal Weapon. Why does it look like you're happier than me?"

"Hehe, we're friends, of course we're happy for you."

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