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Dianxiang Mountain in the south and Mingcui Lake.
Thunderbolts kept falling from the sky, and the rumbling sound of thunder resounded throughout the Dianxiang Mountain.
Fang Jian sat cross-legged on a green cloud, which was floating ten feet high in the center of Mingcui Lake. In front of Fang Jian, there was a ball of true fire burning fiercely. In the center of the true fire, there was a silver-white light and shadow, which was being shaped by Fang Jian's magic power and continuously formed by the burning of the true fire.
Fang Jian formed a spell with his right hand, constantly controlling the True Fire and the precious materials within it, while in his left hand he held a jade slip. On the outside of the jade slip were written six large characters in immortal seal script: "General Principles of Weapon Refining."
Fang Jian carefully followed the jade slip's instructions for refining weapons to control the true fire and shape the magic weapon he was going to refine.
Watching the magic weapon in the true fire gradually take shape, a faint power emanated from the true fire.
But when the magic weapon was about to take shape, the true fire suddenly flashed, and then the magic weapon embryo in the true fire suddenly exploded with a loud bang without any warning.
The power caused by the explosion spread out instantly, and the entire Mingcui Lake was instantly evaporated into a white mist. The mountains and forests around Mingcui Lake were directly ignited by the energy of the explosion, and the forest fire spread rapidly.
Fang Jian was not hurt, but as he looked at the wildfires spreading around him, he immediately activated his magic power and raised his hand to suppress them. In an instant, the fires on the entire mountain were extinguished, and even the smoke and dust were directly suppressed by Fang Jian's magic power.
'Snap'
A red carp weighing five or six pounds fell into Fang Jian's arms. Fang Jian was speechless for a moment, but when he was about to pick up the red carp and release it, he found that the carp was actually a green carp, and the reason it was red was because it was cooked.
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Fang Jian thought about it, then raised his hand and produced a piece of oil paper cloth to wrap the red carp and put it into the Yunwen Qingfeng sleeve bag, and took it back to give to Zhang'er to eat.
There is no doubt that Fang Jian failed in refining the weapon this time. He wanted to refine a magic weapon of the True Immortal level for Mei Xianzhang, but he had no experience in refining weapons. If he refined a magic weapon below the True Immortal level, it would be just a magic weapon for him, a Taiyi Xuanxian.
Regarding tea, if one wants to refine magic weapons above the realm of true immortality, then one must have professional refining skills.
Fang Jian had never learned how to refine weapons, so he could only go to the Heavenly Palace to borrow a book called "Introduction to Refining Weapons" so that he could refine weapons while learning.
But he didn't expect that he would fail in refining weapons according to the "Introduction to Weapon Refining Outline". He had failed three times in a row in the past two days, and a lot of precious materials in his hands were used up, which made him quite distressed.
"It shouldn't be like this?" Fang Jian carefully read the "General Outline of Weapon Refining". "I refined it exactly as it was written. I controlled the temperature and precious materials to perfection. Why did it still fail?"
Fang Jian frowned and read the jade slip in his hand over and over again. Finally, when he read it for the 30th time, he found that there seemed to be a line of small words at the end of the jade slip. No, saying "small" would be an insult to the word, because if that line of words were described on Earth, it was almost as small as a "molecule". One had to concentrate his magic power on his eyes to see it clearly.
Because Fang Jian had just looked very carefully, his magic power subconsciously flowed into his eyes, and that's how he discovered this line of words.
Fang Jian immediately looked at the small characters and saw that it read: "From entry level to furnace explosion, Taishang Laojun teaches you how to waste precious materials."
"Damn it!" Fang Jian cursed loudly, and a burst of true fire rose in his hand, instantly burning the "Introduction to Weapon Refining Outline" to ashes.
Just when Fang Jian's face turned ashen due to the anger of Taishang Laojun, a ray of spiritual light flew from the Dianxiang Mountain Temple to the sky above Mingcui Lake.
Then, a tall man in the Yangshen realm, wearing the robes of a sixth-grade immortal official, a feather crown on his head, and with a shaggy beard, appeared from the spiritual light.
This person was none other than Hu Meng, the mountain deity of Dianxiang Mountain. Hu Meng was seen treading on the breeze, looking down at Mingcui Lake below and saying, "Which Taoist friend is frying fish here?"
When Fang Jian heard this, it was like adding fuel to the fire, and his anger rose to the top of his head. His eyes turned cold and he looked up at Hu Meng.
Hu Meng felt as if he was enveloped by a chill, and his heart felt creepy, while his heart was beating wildly.
This is not a good sign. This person must not be an ordinary cultivator, Hu Meng thought to himself. He stopped putting on airs and quickly rode the breeze to descend towards Fang Jian.
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