Ling Chong took it with both hands, the tentacles were slightly warm, not burning at all, and after a careful look, the small sword was clumsy, it had not yet opened its edge, and it had no hilt, which was by no means the same as the dazzling appearance of the various flying swords he had seen. He Baichuan glanced at Di Qian, as long as he showed Ling Chong how to control the fire, after all, refining the flying sword is the same as alchemy, how to take care of the fire is the most important thing, who knew that Di Qian didn't say a word, and actually immediately refined a sword weapon. That small sword is far from being called a flying sword, it has to be polished, sharpened, and then tempered with various elixirs, and finally there are monks who spend a lot of effort to cultivate themselves with their own true warmth and open up the "vein" in the sword, so that it can be regarded as an entry.

He Baichuan pointed to the small sword in Ling Chong's hand and said: "This is just a rough embryo, if you want to refine it into a flying sword, you must also sort out its veins with true qi and refine its spirituality with elixir." Sword cultivation uses flying swords, it seems to be beautiful, a sword comes out, and it slashes the firmament, but it takes too much hard work inside, and it is a thousand miles to miss it. The flying sword produced by this door is made of real materials and is extremely sharp, regardless of the two ways of the Xuan Demon, it has always been in demand. This handle in your hand, although it is a work of practice, if you practice it properly, it is enough to be a third-order magic weapon, which is very rare. Reaching out and taking the small sword back from Ling Chong's hand, he tucked it into his sleeve.

Ling Chongwu recalled the various touches of Fang Cai's little sword in his hand, as well as Di Qian's series of methods to control the earth fire, all of which were very clever techniques, and they seemed to have something in common with the way of swordsmanship. He Baichuan saw that he was confused, and said: "The means of refining the sword, like refining the outer pill, are all the way of the Xuanmen descendants, and it is difficult to achieve success without decades of immersion." I heard your master say that you are going to Fang City to ask for longevity pills, and it just so happens that I have a few refined flying swords in my hand, and you take them to Donghaifang City for me to sell, and the wealth you get is enough for you to obtain the pills. If you have to refine a flying sword, when you have all the treasures you need, I can make a ...... of it."

Before the words fell, Ling Chonghuo raised his head, grabbed his five fingers in the air, and a black smoke flew from the fire well, like a dragon and an arrow. He was meticulous, and the Yang God in the Cave Void True Realm was engrossed, driving this fire dragon to spin around. The dragon of earth fire flickered in his hand, turning into a ball of firelight, two or three times larger than Di Qian's bean fire, Ling Chong flicked his fingers, and the black smoke and impurities in the fire light were annihilated, leaving only pure firepower.

He Baichuan's eyes immediately widened, and he exclaimed, "Have you learned the art of fire control before?" The level of refinement of the flame refined by Ling Chong was not as pure as Di Qian's means, but now that he was learning and selling, it was already breathtaking. Even Di Qian's eyes showed a look of surprise, the master and apprentice were obsessed with sword forging and cultivation all year round, and they didn't pay much attention to the things in the door. I only know that after Ling Chong apprenticed, he was not on the mountain all the year round, wandering around, and cultivating into a golden pill for more than ten years.

The two masters and apprentices only knew that Ling Chong had cultivated the most difficult Cave Void Sword Technique of the Taixuan Sect, and He Baichuan also said to Di Qian in private, I don't know what Guo Chunyang planned, he actually let the disciples of the closed door practice a broken method, could it be that the sword technique that has not been perfected by several generations of ancestors can be turned into perfection in Ling Chong's hands?

Ling Chong had no distracting thoughts, he had only seen Di Qian's methods, and he felt that the power of a ball of earth fire was scorching, but he still didn't know how to forge the sword embryo. Although he had never cultivated the fire practice technique, the world's Dao techniques were all returned to the sect, which was nothing more than refining and refining the Yuan Qi, but this was something he had already done well. He smiled suddenly, dispersed the power of the true fire in his hand, and said: "The disciple is happy to see the hunt, but unfortunately he has never learned the method of sacrificing the sword embryo, but he is smiling and generous. ”

He Baichuan looked around him again and again, as if he had seen some treasure, and said tentatively: "Then where did you learn this method of controlling fire with your hands?" Ling Chong said: "The left and right are just refining the vitality, and when the disciple cultivates the Cave Void Sword Technique, he is very proficient, not from anyone." ”

He Baichuan was even more happy, and laughed: "Okay, the Cave Void Sword Technique is incomplete, although the sword fighting is sharp, it is rare to achieve positive results, I don't know what your master thinks." I see that you are quite interested in sword refining, if you follow me to practice, and change the method of cultivating the instrument cultivation, it will also be a road to heaven. ”

Ling Chong was taken aback, and said with a wry smile: "The disciple only wants to learn some means of refining the flying sword, the Cave Void Sword Technique is subtle and mysterious, even if he exhausts the strength of his life, it is difficult to study thoroughly, the disciple is still dedicated to this way, thank you for the point." ”

He Baichuan also moved the idea of loving talents, although Ling Chong's method of resisting fire is too immature, but it is promising, as long as he is taught for a few years, and he is a master of refining, no matter how he persuades, Ling Chong just insisted on not accepting it, only saying that he wanted to enter the Tao with swordsmanship, and glared at this red-faced old man with a beard, but there was nothing he could do. In the end, Ling Chong said: "Why don't you practice? Why don't you follow your master to learn the method of forging swords for a few days, and wait until you have achieved cultivation in the future, and then come to listen to your master's teachings." ”

He Baichuan also knew that Ling Chong was Guo Chunyang's closed disciple, and he must have high hopes, although the cave void sword technique was incomplete, but the master brother had unpredictable means, maybe he could make up for it, and it was not good to force Ling Chong to change to learn the way of refining and forging swords, but he was really reluctant to let Ling Chong have a talent, the Taixuan Sword Sect has been carried forward over the years, and there are many disciples, but those who can open the furnace to cast swords and achieve a generation of refining masters are rare, and they have not met one so far, and even Di Qian is just getting started.

He Baichuan's own practice is not the Taixuan Six Great Sword Techniques, but a secret fire technique, which is somewhat similar to the method of the Shaoyang Sword Sect. He Baichuan does not have much talent in the way of swordsmanship, but he has a special heart in the way of instrument cultivation, and he enters the realm quickly, and now he is already a cultivator of the level of escape, and he can only get rid of all kinds of heavenly tribulations, and he can wait for the edict to soar. He is also quite anxious to find disciples who can inherit his own cultivation path, in addition to Di Qian, the more qualified and talented disciples he can recruit, the better.

He thought for a while and said, "Okay, you will stay in the Fire Hall for seven days, I will teach you all the methods of refining weapons all your life, how much you can comprehend, it depends on your own creation!" As soon as these words came out, even Di Qian couldn't help but look surprised, this master has studied the way of cultivating swords all his life, and he is also a first-class master in this world, even if his own family is close to him day and night, what he gets is only two or three out of ten, as soon as this little junior brother comes, the master is actually willing to give it, which shows how much attention is paid to this junior brother.

Di Qian is a wooden person, upright by nature, and he is not used to the appearance of his descendants borrowing his name and flying around, but because the sword and sword spectrum of Taixuan Shoushan was leaked to the mortal world, the descendants of the Di family were killed by the Hundred Refining Daoists, and in the end, they were connected by blood, and it was always uncomfortable. The two masters and apprentices of their own family were also affected, and they were scolded by the master and the second master, which can be described as a loss of face. He knew that he deserved it, and he didn't dare to resent the two, but he naturally didn't have a good impression of the initiator, Ling Chong.