He Baichuan paused and said, "Those who practice swords, don't hope to have a good sword in their hands. If you can find a good sword weapon, not only can you assist in cultivation, but you can also increase your combat power by a few percent when facing the enemy, which can be said to have many benefits. However, there are many flying swords in the world, but there are few good swords, and the flying swords are not as sharp as possible, but they must complement each other with the exercises they have practiced, so as to achieve twice the result with half the effort. Otherwise, you obviously practice the water line sword technique, greedy for the sharpness of the flying sword, and you have to use a fire flying sword, and the attributes are compatible, isn't it nonsense!"

"The Cave Void Sword Technique is subtle and mysterious, but it is too difficult to start, and even the founding ancestor has not been able to deduce it completely. This sword trick is incomplete, you need to make up for it yourself, and you don't need me to put your beak. Originally, as a disciple of the sect in charge, you should have been given a good sword weapon in the door, but once you came to the Cave Void Sword Technique, you took the path of evolving the Cave Heaven, and you did not have to rely on external objects to generate the world. Second, didn't the master of the sect give you an innate golden qi? No matter how good the sword refining treasure material in the world is, as long as it is cultivated thoroughly, it will be an excellent flying sword. ”

He talked for a long time, but he didn't pull out a hair, and refused to take out a decent flying sword, Ling Chong secretly slandered himself, and said with a smile on his face: "Since this is the case, the disciple will be brave and ask the master to teach the experience of sacrificing sword weapons, and in the future, his own sacrifice can also save countless efforts." ”

He Baichuan muttered: "It's not impossible for you to pass on the kung fu of refining flying swords, but the way of refining weapons is broad and profound, and it is also the avenue of heaven, not under the way of the sword and the way of qi. Even if you only want to master the way of cultivating the flying sword, without a hundred years of hard work, it is difficult to reach the hall of elegance. ”

Ling Chong nodded secretly, this was Lao Cheng's serious meaning, not intentional prevarication. Whether it is a flying sword or a magic weapon, it is the way of instrument cultivation, and it can also be cultivated into a long life. The way of refining weapons is broad and profound, even if Ling Chong is born with superior understanding in the way of the sword, and he has condensed the golden pill for only eighteen years, but the cultivation of the flying sword must not be achieved overnight, if he is distracted from refining the weapon, it will inevitably affect the progress of his sword cultivation.

It's a pity that He Baichuan made a lot of calculations, but he didn't know that Ling Chong was calculated by Guo Chunyang and the Soul Devouring Old Man, and the Yuan Shen was divided into Yin God and Yang God, each practicing separately, and did not disturb each other. In particular, the method of the Soul Devouring Dao was originally a combination of soul cultivation and instrument cultivation, which was extremely exquisite. Ling Chong snatched the Soul Devouring Banner from the abandoner, personally sacrificed and refined the stolen demonic artifacts into it. As a result, his refining methods have improved by leaps and bounds, although he can't compare to refining masters like He Baichuan, but compared to Di Qian, he is already not far behind.

Whether it is refining weapons or fighting methods, in the final analysis, it is who is fighting to become stronger, and the Tao is higher, Ling Chong uses the Jindan real person realm to sacrifice the means of refining the soul devouring flag, and then comes to learn the sword refining technique of Taixuanyan, since he is from a high position, he is fast, and he smiled at the moment: "The meaning of the master and uncle, the disciple knows it well." It's just that the disciple has admired the means of sword refining in this sect for a long time, and it is easy to have this opportunity, and he also asks the master to give advice. ”

He Baichuan sneered: "Cultivators, nine out of ten will not hit the south wall and will not look back! Good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, you have to learn to pass on you!" raised his hand, ingested a wisp of earth fire power in the fire well, condensed into the appearance of a phoenix bird, and shouted: "Go and call Di Qian!" If the phoenix bird is spiritual, it spreads its wings and flies out of the main hall, and without spinning its heels, a man with a wooden face walked in and saluted He Baichuan, it was Di Qian.

He Baichuan was furious, pointed at Ling Chong and said, "Your junior brother wants to learn our master's sword refining methods, and you can demonstrate how to control the power of the true fire in the center of the earth, so that he can take a look!" Di Qian Mu was very angry, glanced at Ling Chong, and nodded silently. Ling Chong called out to Senior Brother, Di Qian's head was considered a return gift, he knew that this Senior Brother had a deep temperament, was not good at words, and even more cherished words like gold, and did not care.

Di Qian did things simply, without saying a word, he grabbed it fiercely! With a bang, the fire in the fire well was pulled by his magic trick, and a pillar of fire scurried, with several square circles, a little spark splashing, mixed with billowing black smoke, the fire poison was raging, and the heat wave was pressing. Di Qian's master and apprentice two perennial fire casting swords, unaware of the high heat of fire poison, Ling Chong has a hole in the void and the true realm in his hand, and the golden pill is scorching, and he is not afraid of this little bit of fire, his feet are rooted, and he does not move.

Di Qian attracted the earth fire, seeing that Ling Chong did not move at all, he seemed to be unaware of the fire poison, his eyes flashed a different color, and with a palm spread, the infinite fire gradually condensed, turning into a bean-like flame, but the fire contained in it was amazing. Di Qian collected the earth fire, removed the impurities in it, and refined it into pure firepower, this method is very exquisite, and it has reached an extremely high level, Ling Chong looked at it in his eyes, and he was willing to bow down.

Di Qian was even more unscrupulous, the firepower was refined and pure, and as soon as his mind moved, a gust of wind rose out of thin air in the hall, and a pile of refined iron ore deposits was swept up and thrown into his hands. Ling Chong swept roughly, the pile of fine iron was ten thousand catties, but it was like nothing in Di Qian's hands.

Ling Chong is not Wuxia Ameng, he knows that Di Qian wants to use firepower to refine and refine the treasure materials, and after refining the refined iron, it is iron essence, although it is not as good as the thousand-year-old cold iron and other materials, it is also an extremely rare treasure material, and it is also passable to cast a sword with it.

Ten thousand catties of fine iron and thousands of rivers return to the sea, a shot into the flame of the bean, the sound of sizzling above the hall, like rolling iron into the cold water, but there is no trace of mist. According to the usual ten thousand catties of refined iron, it is a lot, but after being refined by the earth fire, there are no impurities, only the size of a water droplet. Ling Chong's true luck was on his eyes, staring at the "water droplet", and saw that it was full of iron essence, which was extremely pure, and was licked by the flames of beans, and there were impurities that were refined and emptied at every moment.

A "water drop", fusing ten thousand catties of fine iron essence, the size is as good as it gets, this is the wonderful use of the immortal family's refining, giving Ling Chong's eyes to shine, compared with the means of refining the soul devouring dao, it is rare to be dignified and upright, highlighting the righteous spirit of the Xuanmen.

Di Qian's eyes showed a look of intoxication, and he devoted himself to refining the sword, and when the impurities of the iron essence were removed, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, drank it gently, and where his mind coincided, the drop of iron essence suddenly unfolded, like a drop of black ink slowly fading on the rice paper. Ling Chong's eyes were not instantaneous, and he could see that he was in a trance. Under Di Qian's thoughts, the iron essence gradually unfolded, forming the shape of a small sword, and its mouth opened to spew out a true qi, which fell on the sword embryo, and the iron essence sword embryo was stimulated by the true qi and made a clear sound.

The sword embryo was completed, and the sword refining was more than half successful, and the fire in Di Qian's hand seemed to have exhausted the firepower, and as soon as he pinched it, it was extinguished, leaving only a small sword suspended in the air. Di Qian stretched out his hand, and the small sword fell into his palm and handed it to Ling Chong.