Xie Bofeng felt that he would not be able to run away if his leg was broken, so naturally a broken leg was more useful than a broken arm.
After all, Feng Yuhuang's hands are quite useful, so he has to stay and refine the weapon.
Feng Yuhuang couldn't help but glare at Xie Bofeng again and again. His recent weapon refining skills were much higher than before. Part of the reason was that he himself had indeed made a lot of progress, and the other part was that the formation plate Xie Bofeng gave him was particularly useful.
The array plate was specially made by Xie Bofeng based on his situation. It not only allows him to achieve twice the result with half the effort when controlling fire, but also can gather the most spiritual energy around and condense it on the magic weapon, thereby improving the quality of the magic weapon.
Considering those formation plates, Feng Yuhuang would never turn against Xie Bofeng!
He turned to Yun Wuya and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Yun, let me see the main materials for making the talisman pen first."
Out of trust in Xie Bofeng, Yun Wuya handed over the flowers and trees in his hand without much hesitation.
Feng Yuhuang was a little surprised when he saw the piece of living wood: "It really is living wood. I couldn't believe it before."
"Old Xie once asked me what materials were needed to make the best talisman pen."
"I wanted to see how embarrassed he was, so I deliberately told him the most difficult one. He just laughed after hearing it."
"I thought he was laughing because I was so angry, but it turns out you really have a living flower in your hand."
Yun Wuya was puzzled: "Why does Master Feng want to see my Senior Brother Xie in such a difficult situation?"
Brother Xie is such a good person. He is quite good-looking, but why does he have a bad personality?
Feng Yuhuang heard Yun Wuya's dissatisfaction and immediately felt wronged: "It's because he always bullies me!"
Yun Wuya was even more bewildered. He looked at Feng Yuhuang and then at Xie Bofeng: "Is there a misunderstanding between Senior Brother Xie and him?"
Xie Bofeng laughed and said, "He likes to exaggerate. If you ignore him, he will calm down in a while."
"Okay." Yun Wuya sat back next to Xie Bofeng obediently and only spoke to Xie Bofeng.
Feng Yuhuang became even more dissatisfied when he saw this. He kept muttering while processing the materials for the talisman pen, saying only bad things about Xie Bofeng, and every word he said accurately reached Yun Wuya's ears.
Yun Wuya was a little indignant at first, but after listening to it for a while, he found it funny.
He whispered to Xie Bofeng, "This Young Master Feng is quite interesting."
Xie Bofeng raised his eyebrows: "Wuya likes this?"
Yun Wuya quickly shook his head: "It's a bit noisy."
Xie Bofeng nodded in agreement: "Indeed, he is very noisy. Only his brother can tolerate him."
"But his weapon refining skills are really good. If you ever want to refine something again, just tell me and I'll ask him for help."
Yun Wuya smiled and said, "I'm just a talisman practitioner. A talisman pen is enough for me."
Feng Yuhuang spent seven days and seven nights to finally refine Yun Wuya's talisman pen. The moment he succeeded, all the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth poured into the talisman pen, causing the quality of the talisman pen to rise steadily.
As the sky got closer, dark clouds gathered, with lightning and thunder flashing in the clouds, and a purple lightning bolt was ready to be launched at the talisman pen.
Feng Yuhuang made a gesture towards Yun Wuya, and Yun Wuya forced out three drops of blood from his heart and dropped them onto the talisman pen.
At that moment, he could sense that he was connected to the talisman pen. Clearly, a newly refined magical instrument had no spiritual consciousness, but...
Feng Yuhuang smiled and said, "Give it a name."
Yun Wuya fell silent. Although he liked naming, he had asked the Phoenix Clan to refine this talisman pen with so many rare treasures, so Yun Wuya felt that it could not have a name that would be laughed at by others.
He subconsciously looked at Xie Bofeng: "Most of the materials for this talisman pen were found by Senior Brother Xie, so let Senior Brother Xie name it."
Xie Bofeng thought for a moment and said, "Then let's call it the Floating Cloud Dream Painting Brush."
Feng Yuhuang felt bad: "Although it sounds quite plausible, but with all the clouds and dreams, it sounds strange and easy to disappear..."
Before Feng Yuhuang could finish his words, Xie Bofeng glared at him: "What did you say?"
"Nothing, nothing! I didn't say anything!" Feng Yuhuang quickly swallowed the word "dissipate".
Xie Bofeng explained to Yun Wuya, "I heard that a good talisman pen has the ability to pray to the heavens, so I named it 'Dream Painting', hoping that this pen will one day have this ability."
"As for Floating Clouds, your last name is Yun, and you like to watch clouds, so..."
Yun Wuya smiled and said, "Then let's call it the Floating Cloud Dream Brush. It's a great name, I like it very much."
Fu Pen seemed to be very satisfied with the name, and responded slightly to Yun Wuya under the thunder tribulation, which made Yun Wuya slightly stunned.
"It's amazing, isn't it?" Feng Yuhuang pulled Yun Wuya aside, "The next thunder tribulation will need to be borne by the talisman pen itself."
"Only after it has completely survived all the thunder tribulations can it become a talisman pen of better quality."
"Don't worry, I've reinforced this pen repeatedly. It won't be damaged by lightning."
"I have discovered that although magic tools have no spiritual consciousness, they can still feel the love of their masters."
"Thus, those whose masters' heart blood is dripped into them during refining are more likely to have spiritual power." Feng Yuhuang said this with some pride, "My Fenghuang has only been born for less than twenty years, and already he can respond to me. He's so adorable."
"Your talisman pen is made of natural treasures. As long as you take good care of it, it will be able to respond to you in the future."
"When you have a pen spirit that's in tune with you, thank it... hehe..."
Feng Yuhuang couldn't help but rub his hands, feeling that the scene would be very interesting.
Yun Wuya had no idea what he was laughing at. "Senior Brother Xie's sword had also been modified by Young Master Feng, right? I think that sword is quite spiritual now."
“That’s right…”
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