Eat the Cloud Boat... Crying was the first magic weapon that Fu Hao gave Zhang Ji back then. Therefore, he was brave.

This magic weapon also has its own special features. Although it was refined by Han Hao himself, the effect of success was beyond his expectations, because the material it used was above.

It is an unknown monster bone. It is this bone as the main material, which makes Feiyunzhou, a high-level magic weapon refined by ordinary refining techniques, has a high speed that is better than most flying spiritual weapons.

Han Hao and Zhang Fan are both very interested in refining weapons, so they naturally studied this in-depth, but no matter how they searched for information and searched for the classics of previous generations, they had never found any trace of such animal bones.

After so many years, Zhang Fan had forgotten about this. The reason why he still kept Feiyunzhou was just a little nostalgia for his master Han Hao.

Unexpectedly, today, without any mental preparation, similar materials appeared in his again.

Strictly speaking, the bone flute left by Shu Wuji is different from the main material of Feiyunzhou. One is helpful to speed, and the other is obviously conducive to sound wave transmission. If ordinary people come here, they are probably normal to think that the two have nothing to do with each other.

Zhang Fan doesn't think so. People who are proficient in refining weapons must also be proficient in distinguishing materials. This is one and two and two. Judging from his eyesight he has trained for many years, the beast bones that make up these two things may not come from the same monster, but they definitely come from the same place."

"How did Master get this kind of animal bone? What is the connection?"

Zhang Fan frowned, but had no clue at all.

This unique animal bone should be a unique residue of monsters born in a special environment. Otherwise, it would never be so clever.

The moment Zhang Fan started the Bone Flute, he used the conclusion drawn by the "Big Five Elements Breaking the Forbidden Technique" and was inconsistent with his guess.

The method of refining this bone flute is a special method that is very different from the current world of immortal cultivation, and is specially designed to mix bone materials and metal materials.

Although there are magic weapons in the world of immortal cultivation that use monster bones to refine magic weapons, this technique that is definitely not reflected on this bone flute is so mature and perfect. If there were no large number of useful animal bones to be used, such a technique would never have been developed.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but think of the scroll. Could the place on it be where these animal bones were produced?

"Brother, do you want to listen to Wan'er playing the flute?"

Seeing Zhang Fan looking at the bone flute and making a sound, Wan'er suddenly spoke.

Looking at Wan'er's slightly anticipated and nervous look, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, handed the bone flute to her, and asked, "Can you blow it?"

In addition to being a rare spiritual weapon, this bone flute is also a good musical instrument. Looking at Wan'er's appearance, I'm afraid that Shu Wuji also used it in this closed space, otherwise who could teach her?

Unexpectedly, after Zhang Fan finished speaking, Wan'er spoke, but what she said was very different from what he imagined.

"You can blow! Wan'er learned it as she watched it herself."

Wan'er raised her head proudly and took the bone flute and said.

"Well, I've learned it?"

"yes!"

"Dad used to like to sit here and play the flute."

Wan'er walked to her mother's grave, sat cross-legged, and stretched out the tombstone to stroke it. The word "Yunshui" was clearly the place where she fell.

"Dad just touches and blows, and you can sit and go to heaven!"

"Wan'er refused to ask him to teach him. It was Wan'er who was watching him learn."

Wan'er said this, turned around and smiled at Zhang Fan, slowly put the bone flute on the cherry mouth. She tried the sound, and then a faint sad tune echoed in the air.

Wan'er's stunning voice seemed to be acting on the bone flute. The wonderful tone bulges as she pressed her cheeks and kept overflowing from the bone flute. After that, there was endless sadness. It made people feel a chill in their hearts when they heard it. The scene that they most reluctant to recall in their life appeared again in their minds.

The sad sound of the flute seemed to be in a mess. Before making the tombstone, the person sitting upright was no longer a cute girl, but instead a middle-aged man who stroked his wife's tombstone with one hand and played the flute with the other. In addition to sadness, perhaps blood slid down the flute body."

After hearing the sound of the flute, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

As she said, Wan'er had never really learned to play. Although she was very moved, she was all about other people's feelings. Even her slightly tender face was vaguely filled with deep nostalgia and grief. There was another person's shadow, and even her expression was reflected invisibly.

When the two of them blew and heard it, they couldn't help but immerse themselves in a certain mood and were in a daze.

Just at this moment, a light clattering sound like a bee flapping its wings sounded, interrupting the two of them.

Zhang Fan frowned slightly and turned his hand, and a jade talisman that looked like fresh green leaves appeared in his hand.

Small "Sound Transmission Jade Talisman"

It was the special secret voice transmission jade talisman given to him by Wan Qing.

At that time, Zhang Fan suspected that the way it transmitted the message was related to plants. Now that the jade talisman was shaking, he saw that the surrounding plants also trembled slightly, as if they were about to fly out, and his heart became more and more sure.

After confirming this, Zhang Fan stopped hesitating and slightly poured his spiritual power in his hand. "After a moment, a gentle sound sounded everywhere!" "Zhang Dao, let's do it, where are you now?"

Something was revealed, but Wan Qing's voice was "shocked", but it was not a surprise, but a little panic.

Zhang Fan felt suspicious. There was something in the Shutong Cave that deserved the panic between them? Then he spoke, "I have some discoveries here, come and talk about it!"

As he said that, he reported the location of the village and waited for them to arrive.

After putting away the jade talisman, he realized that Wan'er was looking at him timidly, looking like she wanted to speak but stopped.

With a smile, Zhang Fan asked, "Wan'er. What's wrong? Just say something!"

"Brother!" Wan'er walked to his side, lowered her head and inserted the corner of her clothes and said, "Wait, is there anyone else coming?"

"Does Wan'er always call her brother and sister?"

"Huh?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows. He felt very strange when he called him brother before. Now it seems that this title has the meaning of enlargement. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you call it that?"

"Dad taught me!"

Wan'er pointed to the wooden tombstone with her mouth puffed. Then she added: "At that time, while her father vomited blood, she called Wan'er to the bed and said, "If there are outsiders in the future, the man would be called brother, the woman would be called sister, and the older one would be called master and wife."

Zhang Fan originally looked at Wan'er's angry look and smiled. When he heard it, his smile gradually disappeared and replaced it with a heavy look.

From the level of the bone flute and the scene on the scroll, it can be seen that Shu Wuji is at least a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, but before he dies, he has to explain his daughter this way, hoping to save her life when she meets other cultivators in the future and be **ed by the other party.

A few faint reminders were filled with a deep sense of sadness. Wan'er and the others didn't know it, but Shu Wuji knew clearly that their world was just a cage. It was also a cage that was about to be destroyed, so how could he not be anxious?

He sighed inwardly, and Zhang Fan raised his hand to stop Wan'er's words.

Wan'er choked for a moment and looked at his expression carefully and whispered: "Brother, is it okay for Wan'er to just call you brother alone?"

"I don't like calling someone else like that."

"Brother, do you like Wan'er calling that?"

Asked several questions in succession, Zhang Fan slowly smiled on his face, comforting her, "I like it very much, just do it."

In just a few words, two streams of light, one red and one green, instantly passed through the sky, bringing countless purple rhyme and scattered fragments, and flashed quickly in front of Zhang Fan and Wan'er. Then, the light disappeared, which was Wanqing and a glass of wine.

"ah!"

Wan'er was shocked to see such a voice. In a flash, she hid behind Zhang Fan, as if his broad shoulders gave her a sense of security. Then she quickly poked her head out from behind her shoulders and looked at the two of them curiously.

Wanqing and a glass of wine were just a glance at her, then stopped paying attention. The two walked to Zhang Fan and said nothing more. Wanqing quickly took out a pound. She handed it on the jade box and said solemnly: "Brother Dao, look at this thing."

"Um?"

This jade box should contain spiritual herbs. Did they find the spiritual herbs that remain in Shutong’s cave? But so what? You don’t need to be so serious!

Zhang Fan knew that if he really discovered some rare spiritual herb, as the relationship between the three people was not familiar with, Wan Qing and the others would definitely not tell him, then the things in front of him must have something mysterious.

After taking the jade box, he opened it carefully, and took a look inside, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

"This is

"Huangbang"

Polygonatum, a very ordinary spiritual herb, is often sold in mortal pharmacies. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a whole mountain and field.

However, if Polygonatum is in the year, it can also be used to refine some elixirs used by immortal cultivators. For example, the plant in front of you is the year of Zhang Fanshi Lingcao. It can be seen that at least seven or eight hundred years, some elixirs used in the foundation-building stage can be roughly refined.

Among the spiritual herbs that Zhang Fan bought from Zhilantian before, there is no shortage of Polygonatum of such a year among the spiritual herbs needed to refine the spiritual elixir.

If this elixir is different from other spiritual herbs, it is that its vitality is particularly tenacious, just like wild grasses, not as delicate as most spiritual herbs, and has many requirements for the living environment.

I guess this is also the reason why the Polygonatum in front of me can survive until now!

"Not Xi"

After watching for a long time, Zhang Fan did not see anything unusual, and couldn't help but look up and guess.

Eye.

Seeing his doubts, Wanjing's face was still solemn. He said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, please look at its leaves. Do you feel familiar?"

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By the way, I would like to say that the Phoenix Nest in the Longkong Forum was reborn in the fire. The following is, Dongliu often appears there, and it is quite emotional. The last part suddenly collapsed and it was very empty. Now it is much better!!!
Chapter completed!