According to the speed of Lu Chen's cultivation, the old man of Qijing immediately made corresponding adjustments.

Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, threw the flying sword aside and didn't look at it, and found that the old man was holding the jade slip in his hand, so he asked, "Old ghost, have you studied it?"

During the three-month retreat, the old man Qijing observed that Lu Chen's mana was strong, far surpassing that of the monks of the same realm, so he became interested, so he asked Lu Chen for the cultivation method of the Great Yan Immortal Technique, and studied it when he had nothing to do.

"The Great Yan Immortal Recipe is a little weird, but the old man seems to have seen this method somewhere, you cultivate it first, and the old man has to think about it carefully. ”

"Have you seen it?" Lu Chen's eyes glared in surprise. The Great Yan Immortal Recipe is a thing in Dongzhou, and the old man of Qijing has been in the Qijing space, how did he know.

In this regard, Lu Chen is very puzzled, but if he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to, and his current task is to refine weapons.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen eliminated distracting thoughts and once again devoted himself to refining......

......

Spring goes to autumn, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Chen has been in retreat for a year. During this time, the basin circle has also undergone earth-shaking changes......

The dragon rock beast ate two pieces of earth spar and turned into a demon beast in the early stage of foundation building, and its body was even more huge, twice the size of an ordinary male lion, reaching this level, it was unlikely that even Zhuang Wenyuan's magic weapon wanted to hurt it.

The Golden Thread Eagle was even more terrifying, it became Zhuang Wenyuan's trial pill demon beast, and hundreds of pills were taken every day, although he was distressed, but seeing that the Golden Thread Eagle had been promoted to the realm of the middle stage of foundation building, Zhuang Wenyuan naturally felt happy.

As for Zhuang Wenyuan, although his strength has not improved, but with the help of countless spiritual materials in the depths of the wilderness, the method of alchemy has already been perfected, and he has learned all the refining methods of dozens of pills that he has practiced.

In the basin, except for Lu Chen, there are two beasts for one person, and one puppet for a small skeleton, and only the strength of the small skeleton Jin Xiu cannot be improved. This can't be helped, Jin Xiu is a golden puppet after all, if you want to reach the middle stage of foundation building or even higher, you must suck the soul to make it possible.

However, Jin Xiu in the middle of foundation building is the most powerful of the two beasts in one person, and every time he fights with Zhuang Wenyuan, the other party will be beaten by Jin Xiu.

For this reason, Zhuang Wenyuan was indignant and kept challenging, but in the end he still thought that he was not as good as Jin Xiu.

Because of this, Lu Chen's position in Zhuang Wenyuan's heart is even more important.

Outside the thatched house, Zhuang Wenyuan has adapted to the atmosphere here, although many demon beasts are still eyeing the basin, but within a year, some demon beasts have suffered from the magic circle, except for not letting out a low and greedy roar outside the magic circle, they don't dare to offend again.

The sky was high and cool, and it was the arrival of winter, Zhuang Wenyuan came out of the thatched house and took back the spiritual grass that was dried around the thatched house one by one. From time to time, I looked at the door that had been closed for a year, and my eyes gradually filled with admiration.

"Alas, it's been a year, the boss hasn't shown up for a year, I don't know what's going on?"

Unhurriedly packing up the herbs, Zhuang Wenyuan let out a low sigh, and Long Yan, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to hear Zhuang Wenyuan's whisper, woke up from his sleep, shook his huge head, and turned to Lu Chen's room with sleepy eyes.

"You also feel that it's been a long time, don't you miss the boss very much. ”

Long Yan climbed down again. Seeing this, Zhuang Wenyuan couldn't help but scold "lazy" angrily, and continued to sort out his herbs......

"Bang~"

At this moment, the door opened a crack, and a light and shadow shot out of it and fell at Zhuang Wenyuan's feet.

Zhuang Wenyuan was slightly stunned, and when he looked down, it was a few Qiankun bags tied together, as well as a small jade plate.

"Zhuang Wenyuan, take these things and let the Golden Thread Eagle send you back to the Xianmeng Auction House, find Lin Hongjin, and exchange for cold iron...... , go fast and go back quickly. ”