"I asked how this guy's cultivation level improved so quickly. It turns out that he took this top-quality elixir that improves his cultivation level." Ye Feng casually took out a golden elixir and handed it to Mr. Fo, "This pill I don't need the elixir for the time being, but if you use it, your cultivation level will be greatly improved. Coupled with the flying ascension you have comprehended, your cultivation level will be able to break through to the Open Heaven stage in less than a month. .¡±
"Open Heaven Stage!" Fang Jianbai quickly took the elixir from Ye Feng's hand, his eyes bursting with two rays of excitement, "I have been practicing hard for hundreds of years, and finally I can finally break through to the Open Heaven Stage. !¡±
Fang Jianbai was excited, then he thought about it and immediately laughed at himself: "I, Fang Jianbai, have been practicing since childhood. After hundreds of years, I will soon break through to the Kaitian stage, but even so, I am still not as good as you, Senior Brother Ye." , Senior Brother Ye has only been practicing for a few years, and his cultivation is only the golden elixir, but even the Buddha Master in the Kaitian period is easily killed by you. Compared with you, my nearly thousand years of practice have been in vain. I I¡¯m really jealous of you!¡±
You are really outspoken, but what's the use of being jealous? Who makes me so talented? Even if you are jealous, you can only stare.
Ye Feng thought to himself, pretending to have a serious look on his face and said: "Ohyou don't have to be sad, let alone you, even the fat old man Zixiao Zhenren will feel inferior compared to me, his character Okay, what else can you do? Cultivation also involves character."
Ye Feng said as he continued to rummage through the Qiankun bag in his hand, and in the blink of an eye he took out a metal fragment that emitted black light from the Qiankun bag.
"Yes, that's him! Fragments of the ancient magic weapon!" Fang Jianbai's eyes lit up.
As soon as Ye Feng's hand came into contact with the metal fragment, a heartbreaking cold air suddenly seeped into the flesh and blood along the palm of his hand. In the blink of an eye, the entire palm was covered with a thin layer of frost. If it weren't for the ancient dragon blood and immortal crystal god, Bone, just this one step can freeze the entire hand into ice!
"What a strong cold!" Ye Fengran couldn't help but admire.
"These are just fragments of the weakened Ananda Demon-Slaying Sword." Fang Jianbai shook his head helplessly, "After the war between immortals and demons, Ananda's Demon-Slaying Sword was also destroyed. Even if all the fragments are now It's all put together again, and the power is not as good as before, but at least it's still a top-quality Horcrux, and its power is second only to a magic weapon."
Ye Feng nodded and said: "Well, just a small, weakened fragment has such strong cold energy. If they can be completely pieced together, the power will naturally be considerable."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Jianbai raised his finger, and a sharp flying sword was immediately sacrificed.
The flying sword in front of you only has a body but no hilt. The black sword body emits a dazzling cold light, and a piece is obviously missing from the blade. The moment it was lifted, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point!
"This is the incomplete Ananda Demon-Slaying Sword!" Fang Jianbai looked at the flying sword in front of him and said, "I have gathered all the other fragments before and re-refined the Ananda Demon-Slaying Sword. Now I just need you to get it. This piece, as long as you combine them completely, you can get a complete and top-quality Horcrux."
Ye Feng carefully looked at the flying sword in front of him, stretched out his hand and lightly touched the sword body. The method of refining Ananda's demon-slaying sword, the required materials, the magic circle, etc. suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Ananda Demon-Slaying Sword? With its current power, it might as well be called Ananda's Chopping Knife!" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Although the power of this ancient magic weapon is not as powerful as before, if it can be refined again, , at least it can be refined into a magic weapon."
"Magic weapon?" Fang Jianbai frowned, "Impossible. I have specifically consulted the master of our Dongzhou weapon refining world. According to him, even if all the fragments of Ananda's demon-slaying sword are gathered together and re-refined, , and it is impossible to refine it to the level of a magic weapon, and at most it can only become a Horcrux."
"What kind of master?" Ye Feng said with a look of disdain, "As long as it is refined with some heavenly materials and earthly treasures with sufficient spiritual energy, plus a special ancient breath, this flying sword can be refined into a magic weapon. Even this is not enough. You know what else to call me a master?"
"Can Senior Brother Ye also know how to refine weapons?" Fang Jianbai said slightly surprised.
"What? You don't believe it?"
If he had just met Ye Feng, Fang Jianbai would have thought that Ye Feng was talking big words. After all, if the master of weapon refining said that he couldn't practice something, how could a young man with ordinary cultivation be able to practice it?
However, after these few days of contact, Fang Jianbai had already gotten to know Ye Feng. The Ye Feng in front of him was not only outstandingly talented, but also very confident in everything he did. It seemed that nothing could trouble him. Fang Jianbai was very fond of Ye Feng. Admired, even a little jealous, now that hearing what Ye Feng said, Fang Jianbai would not have any doubts.
 If someone touches his disciple, the fat man will never let it go! "
"Could it be that Master Zixiao's disciples are disciples, but our disciples are not disciples?"
The sinkhole suddenly became silent!
These elders of Wanfa Temple, including Fa Neng, all know how powerful Zixiao is. If he kills his disciples now, Zixiao¡¯s character will definitely come to him in the future, and several elders will even be thrown away because of this matter. Life, even though Mr. Buddha is his nephew, anyone who is not a fool can tell the difference between sacrificing his own life for a disciple.
After a long while, Faneng slowly turned around, holding Mr. Buddha's head in his hand, his expression still solemn.
"Amitabha!"
Fa Neng bent down slightly, with an extremely serious expression: "My disciple entered my Buddhist sect at the age of three and grew up under the guidance of the old monk since he was a child. Because he was born with extraordinary qualifications, he has become a master in just a few hundred years. He became the number one true disciple of our Wanfa Temple and even the entire Western Saha Prefecture. Our Wanfa Temple has always been proud of him. Even his master once praised his quality. Unexpectedly, today he died in the hands of an immortal disciple. As his master, I will never stand idly by, even if it costs my life, I will seek justice for him, so that he can die in peace."
When several elders heard what Fa Neng said, they all shook their heads and sighed.
"Amitabha!" The slightly younger elder frowned, "A monk should have six pure roots, but this matter is really intolerable. Our Wanfa Temple is also the largest temple in Western Saha Prefecture, and now the number one true disciple of our temple is actually He was killed by Immortal Dao disciples, and he was still in our West Sapo Prefecture, but several senior brothers were shrinking their heads because they were afraid of offending the Immortal Dao masters. If this matter spreads out, where will the face of my Wanfa Temple be?"
A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Faneng's mouth: "Didn't the junior brothers just shout and listen to me? Why are they not talking now?"
Several elders looked at each other in embarrassment, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.