Chapter 59: The Qian Kun Ring
Lin Fan walked into the grand hall with a misty aura, looked around and clicked his tongue twice. The grand hall had been completely taken over by spider webs and dust. Even the sect leader was too lazy to care, only the chair at his own position had a clean spot with a butt print. Zhang Lao's death had a significant impact on the entire sect. Lin Fan apologized: "Sect Leader is lazy, forgive me for laughing. The rules on the wall are the gate rules and sect rules. Some can be violated, some cannot be violated."
"For example?" Yun'er questioned, looking at the words carved on the wall.
"For example, the door rules stipulate that brothers and sisters cannot use abusive language towards each other. So scolding is definitely not allowed, but it doesn't say you can't tease or make sarcastic remarks. Of course, we cultivators are all well-bred, so go ahead and copy first." Lin Fan found a book by the wall, wiping off the dust on its cover: "I'll start by refining this white fox skin."
Lin Fan first found a refining platform from the refining room, spent a lot of effort to clean it up, and then placed it outside the main hall. He began to set up the formation according to the records in the book. San San Zhenren sat on the eaves of the main hall, looking down, opened his own Qiankun bag and threw things down: "Two pieces of Bohai stone, five taels of gold, one stalk of Tongtian grass..."
Lin Fan continued, " Sect Master, you've made very thorough preparations."
"Alright, listen up! I'm going out for a bit. Don't go wandering off, Lin Fan. When I get back, we need to talk."
"Oh!" Lin Fan didn't ask San San Zhen Ren what he was doing outside, anyway, San San Zhen Ren wouldn't answer even if asked.
Set up the formation, then throw all kinds of materials recorded in the literature onto the refining platform. Sit inside the formation and start operating the true energy to drive the formation. The spiritual light flashes inside the formation. This is called a formulaic treasure, each school has some formulaic treasures. According to the literature, collect the required materials, and then through a fixed formation and method, refine them. The resulting treasures have almost no difference, at most due to differences in material quality, there are some minor gaps. For example, the refining method of the Qiankun bag uses Bohai stone, which refines into the Qiankun ring, uses Xinghai stone, which refines into the Qiankun chain, and uses Tiancan cloth, which refines into the Qiankun bag. The main material determines the quality, the main material required for the Qiankun bag is the skin of a thousand-year-old spiritual beast or demon beast, as well as two pieces of hundred-year-old black and white mysterious iron. Five-hundred-year-old spiritual beast skin can also be used, but the effect will be very different. If there are two-thousand-year-old ones, that would be the best.
Materials are complete, refining is very fast, in less than half an hour, the spiritual light on the refining platform disappears, and a silver ring quietly lies on the refining platform. Next, it needs time, according to the rank of Qiankun Ring, the refiner is different, the time and energy spent on heart refining are different, let the treasure recognize its master.
The ring has been passed down since ancient times. There is also a saying that the ring is a reminder to newlyweds not to indulge in excessive romantic activities day and night.
Lin Fan was just about to take the Qian Kun Ring when a female voice came: "Thunderbolt Shocking Light Technique."
"Die without a match." Lin Fan rushed towards Qiankun Jie, but grabbed nothing.
"Heh heh!" Ye Wushuang's complacent voice came: "This is the Qiankun Ring, Lin Fan, lend it to me for two days."
"Lend me your head for now, I'll return it to you after I've refined and transformed."
"Little ghost, I heard you're free, so I sneaked out to see you." Ye Wushuang looked towards the main hall entrance: "Wow, your sect finally has a second disciple? Why is he wrapped up like a rice dumpling?"
Lin's eyes recovered to normal, and he went forward to take back the Qian Kun ring: "None of your business. Wú Shuāng, I heard you've been promoted to the guardian of the Purple Bamboo Forest, do you have any spare magical artifacts to give me two bags?"
"I'm not even fond of being a sect leader. There are too many things to deal with, it's infuriating. Some disciples look at me and think I'm young, so they don't take me seriously and refuse to listen to me..."
Lin Fan hastily said: "Let me introduce you, Ye Wushuang, the Left Guardian of the Purple Bamboo Forest, and Wu Er, the second disciple of the Zhengyi Sect."
"Misty? What's your surname?" Ye Wushuang asked.
Poor Fog was overshadowed by Ye Wushuang's beauty and was stabbed in the depths of her heart by Ye Wushuang's words. Fog shook her head gloomily, "I don't know."
Ye Wushuang looked at Lin Fan and Lin Fan said in a low voice: "You talk too much."
Ye Wushuang was very clever and hastily apologized: "Sorry, Fogu Shimei. To be honest, I didn't know what my surname was either. I muddled along and ended up on Yunqingshan. Master told me my surname is Ye, so I took the surname Ye. Wait a minute, Lin Fan, this sect's master isn't female, nor is there an elderly female member. According to the sect rules, it's forbidden to accept female disciples."
Lin Fan saw the misty figure quickly hide away and gritted his teeth, asking in a low voice: "Do you have to ask now?"
"Ah, I've misspoken again. Master always says that speaking too much will lead to mistakes, but I don't speak much, so why do I keep saying the wrong things?" Ye Wushuang's eyes shifted, and he said, "Lin Fan, this time I have some business with you."
"Really?"
"Pastor Bai looked for me and said he was worried about Pastor Gu. For over a year now, Pastor Gu has been in seclusion."
It's not uncommon for a cultivator to go into seclusion, usually to cultivate a certain technique or recover from injuries. Gu Yan is still in the early stages of Golden Elixir, what kind of Daoist method would require him to be in seclusion for so long? Yun Qing Men's cultivation taboos quick success, with the saying "desiring speed will not lead to achievement". Generally, being in seclusion for half a year is already considered quite long.
Lin Feng nodded: "Alright, I'll go visit Tianhang Sect later."
"I'm sneaking out, I'll go first." Ye Wushuang smiled and waved goodbye to Wu'er, who raised her hand to her chest and shook it slightly, seeing Ye Wushuang off with a look of admiration in her eyes. Beautiful, cheerful, successful in cultivation, and having many friends.
Lin Fan looked at the fog and thought that this girl was used to being alone, not suitable for staying in Zhengyi Sect. If Zixu Lin's Mie Xian could accept her, it would be best. However, thinking of Mie Xian's serious face, Lin Fan felt a chill in his heart, even San San didn't dare to talk nonsense with Mie Xian.
Of course, the extinction of the true man is only superficial, otherwise how can there be such an innocent and cheerful Ye Wushuang disciple. Ye Wushuang is just talkative, after going back and chatting with the extinct true man for a couple of sentences, the extinct true man easily got Ye Wushuang's words. He was quite puzzled in his heart: "San San True Man took in a female disciple?" This does not conform to the rules of the sect, generally speaking, unmarried female disciples will all join the Purple Bamboo Forest, this is to avoid private feelings between male and female disciples during their practice, and some inconvenience in life, need guidance from elder women.
The next day, a disciple from the Grand Temple was sent to Zhengyi Sect and said: "The leader invites San San Zhen Ren, Lin Fan, and Wu Er to come to the Grand Temple."
Lin Fan was refining the Qian Kun Ring and replied: "The Sect Master is not here."
"Then please ask Lin Fan and Wu Er to go to the main hall first."
What is Qian Yu Zhen Ren going to do? Lin Fan was puzzled in his heart, and together with Wu Er, who was even more nervous, flew towards the Grand Hall. Lin Fan first asked the gatekeeper disciple, and apart from Qian Yu Zhen Ren, the master of the main hall of the Grand Hall, there was also Mie Jue Zhen Ren, the sect master of Zi Zhu Lin. Upon entering the Grand Hall, this Mie Jue Zhen Ren indeed had a deadpan expression, with no emotions on his face and deep wrinkles hanging down.

