After planning how to use these Taoist energies, Fang Jian began to edit the seventh-grade golden elixir in "Nine-grade Golden Elixir".

When sixty thousand strands of Hongmeng Dao Qi transformed into a ray of clear and mysterious light and entered the editing interface, the chaotic space in the editing interface suddenly surged and boiled.

After a while, the chaotic energy that was powerful enough to destroy the world gathered into a huge alchemy furnace. Although Fang Jian could not see the fire, he could clearly feel that there was an extremely powerful and terrifying force inside and at the bottom of the alchemy furnace.

Afterwards, Fang Jian didn't need to do anything. He only heard the chaotic energy in the editing interface rumbling and bubbling like boiling water.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly I heard a loud "clang" sound in the editing interface, just like the lid of a copper furnace being lifted. A bright golden light instantly illuminated the entire Hongmeng Editor. Then a golden light shone brightly, brilliantly, and pure blue.

The pill slowly flew out from the editor.

There are two boys beside Taishang Laojun, one is called "Cinnabar Boy" and the other is called "Cinnabar Boy".

Legend has it that these two boys were transformed from the ninth-grade golden elixir refined by Taishang Laojun, and have been following Taishang Laojun for billions of years.

It was also from this time on that all the elixirs in the world, no matter how powerful, could no longer give rise to spiritual intelligence.

This is the mercy of heaven. From now on, things like elixirs that will be eaten after being refined will only have spirituality but no intelligence.

Of course, if someone with great magical powers could forcibly awaken a pill's intelligence and transform it into a physical form, that would be possible, but Heaven would not actively grant such things intelligence.

A burst of elixir fragrance instantly permeated Fang Jian's soul, body, and internal organs. The feeling was like the sublime feeling of becoming an immortal, which made him extremely addicted and comfortable.

But after being intoxicated for a moment, Fang Jian took out the Lingyu porcelain bottle, put the golden elixir that flew out of the Hongmeng Editor into the Lingyu porcelain bottle and sealed it.

Although the golden elixir has been put away, its fragrance still remains in the soul, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

"Xiaohong, is this the only golden elixir? Why aren't there a few more?" Fang Jian asked the editor.

The editor's divine will replied, "Sixty thousand Dao Qi is needed to refine one golden elixir. No more, no less, no increase, no decrease. This is the fixed number."

Fang Jian nodded and said, "For such a divine object, it is only natural that there is a destiny."

Then Fang Jian asked again: "Xiaohong, do you know Fairy Qing?"

The editor said, "Is that the Green Snake Demon Immortal Cen Biqing? I am bound to your soul. I know everything you know, and I also know the people you know."

Fang Jian nodded and said, "Okay, then I want to create a magic weapon for her. What kind of magic weapon do you think would be suitable?"

"Sword." The editor said, "A sword is most suitable. The Qingxia Panshe Sword."

Fang Jian shook his head and said, "She has a life-saving magic weapon, the Green Bamboo Sword."

The editor was silent for a moment, then asked, "What about Fei Ling?"

Fang Jian immediately imagined Cen Biqing dancing gracefully with her flying silk ribbon... "No, Fairy Qing is a heroine, not someone who would pose in a pretentious way. I'm afraid this flying silk ribbon won't suit her taste."

The editor didn't respond anymore, but Fang Jian was not in a hurry and just waited there.

After a long time, Fang Jian saw a flash of fairy light in front of his eyes, and saw a light curtain appear in his eyes. In the light curtain, there was a four-foot-nine-inch-long sword, the whole body was clear and green, shaped like a snake, with a snake head at the end of the handle. The snake head was playful and cute, and

A short thorn with a snake-like tongue sticking out.

The short-thorned sashimi is round and clean, with several small curves like a snake, which looks very delicate and cute.

"Jiuhua Tianbao Emei Thorn, a magical weapon of the Taiyi Golden Immortal." The editor's divine will echoed in Fang Jian's soul, "How about this?"

Fang Jian immediately took a liking to the Jiuhua Tianbao Emei Spear and said, "This is it. How much Dao Qi do you need?"

The editor said, "8,600 strands."

Fang Jian glanced at the remaining Hongmeng Dao Qi, and said, "Let's create this Jiuhua Tianbao Emei Thorn."

As soon as Fang Jian finished speaking, 8,600 strands of Dao Qi were put into the editing interface, and the strands of Dao Qi immediately turned into strands.

The chaotic energy in the editing interface surged again, and countless natural treasures appeared from the editing interface and were quickly thrown into it.

Fang Jian was no longer interested in the scene of editing magic weapons, so when the Hongmeng editor was editing the Jiuhua Tianbao Emei Thorn, he withdrew his mind from the editor and began to practice the "Hongqing Yulu Zhenglei Sword Sutra".

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About half an hour later, Fang Jian heard a golden sound from his soul, and then he immediately withdrew his Taoism and put his mind into the Hongmeng Editor.

When he put his divine will into the Hongmeng Editor, a ray of emerald green light instantly came into his sight.

The Jiuhua Tianbao Emei Spear immediately appeared in front of Fang Jian's eyes. Fang Jian looked at it carefully for a moment and saw that it was clear and emerald green, jade-like and lovely, without any flaws.

But as long as you focus your divine will on it, you can immediately feel the terrifying power contained in this small Emei Spear, which is the power of Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

"Okay, now that Fairy Qing has this treasure in her hands, it will be much easier for me to ask her for help in the future." Fang Jian said with a happy face.

Then he moved his mind, and the Jiuhua Tianbao Emei Spear immediately flew out of his soul and flew into Fang Jian's Niwan Palace. As soon as he had free time, he went down to Lingxia Mountain to hand over the magic weapon to Cen Biqing.

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According to the geographical calendar, it is the hour of Mao.

When Fang Jian stepped into the Taixuan Hall, he found that it was already full of people, and all of these people were wearing crimson immortal official robes with a golden phoenix embroidered on the front of the robes.

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