Because ginger cicadas don't stick to them, they all run all over the mountains and wilderness on Wuji Peak. During Jiang Chan's daily cultivation, there would always be these elves watching and chattering.

Staying with these pure-minded elves, I feel that the whole person has been sublimated, as if this is a pure land of bliss, and all the ups and downs of the outside world cannot invade here.

Mingfeng's retreat was not long, about a week. By the time he came out again, he was already in the late stage of the transformation of the gods. Although he was stuck in the middle stage of the god transformation for decades because of the cold poison, he had also been cultivating for decades.

After all the cold poison in his body was removed, he naturally broke through to the late stage of the transformation of the gods. As soon as I got out of the customs, I saw more than a dozen little people running around the mountains.

None of them have entities, these are the conjugations of their psychic senses.

Seeing Mingfeng coming out, a male doll with six gold leaves on his head hugged his fist at him: "I've seen the ancestor." ”

The rest of the little dolls did the same, and came over to give Mingfeng a gift.

Seeing these little dolls, the folds on Mingfeng's face were about to laugh: "Hello, we don't have so many rules in Wuji Peak, and there is nothing you can't go, just feel free." ”

"Yes, thank you, Ancestor!"

After saying a few words to these spirits of plants and trees, Mingfeng prepared to find Jiang Cicada with his hands behind his back.

A little girl riding a deer pointed her fingers: "Ancestor, Sister Xinyi is in the back mountain." ”

"Let's go, let's go find your sister Xinyi. ”

Mingfeng turned his heels and went to the back mountain with the spirits of plants and trees.

In the back mountain, Jiang Chan is practicing swords by the cold pool. Since she entered the foundation building period, the connection between her and Xuanli has become even closer. At this time, she was glad that Xuanli's body was a cloud of cold air, not cast from ore, otherwise she would have followed the old path of those uncles.

Of course, there are pros and cons, and the advantage is that Xuan Li will advance in the future, and she doesn't have to go around to collect treasured materials. The disadvantage is that Xuanli's grade is closely related to her cultivation, and only when she has a deeper understanding of kendo will Xuanli's grade be improved.

When Mingfeng and the spirits of plants and trees arrived at the back mountain, Jiang Chan just stopped.

"Xin Yi, is today's homework over?" It seems that after advancing, Mingfeng is much more serious, at least now the question is quite straightforward.

Jiang Chan wiped her sweaty hands for a moment, what happened to her master? Suddenly she was a little unaccustomed to being so serious.

Looking at Jiang Chan's suspicious little eyes, Mingfeng squeezed his eyes at her, didn't he look at so many little dolls, embarrassed to destroy his image as a master in the world?

Seeing the little dolls who came with Mingfeng, Jiang Chan understood in seconds, okay, this old monk actually knows how to hold it, it's really strange.

"The morning's homework is over, and I have to go to the kendo hall in the afternoon, and I haven't been to relax my muscles for a long time. ”

Mingfeng pondered: "What kind of kendo hall are you going to? What about your sword bone? Hurry up and refine it now, it just so happens that I am here to protect the Dharma for you." ”

Jiang Chan thought about it, she took out the sword bone belonging to Du Xinyi from the storage bracelet, it was golden and bright, and her sharp aura was exposed, and she knew that it was a good thing when she looked at it.

Mingfeng glanced twice: "It's the first time I've seen the sword bone, it turns out that it looks like this." ”

"As far as I know, the Sword Sect also had an Ancestor who was born with a sword bone before, and he also flew to the upper realm. "Jiang Chan has naturally read the history of the Sword Sect in the Library Pavilion, and he is very clear about these.

"Yes, there really is, but where have I seen the sword bone in other people's bodies? Besides, having a sword bone does not mean that you will definitely be able to soar, and I haven't seen someone who doesn't have a sword bone to fly differently?"

Mingfeng has a heartbeat, of course, it is indeed as Mingfeng said, there will always be people in the immortal cultivation world who ascend every once in a while, but not every one who ascends is born with a sword bone, and this thing is the icing on the cake to put it bluntly.

There is the best, there is no need to be depressed, all roads lead to Rome, there will always be a way for yourself.

"Alright, Master, I'll refine this sword bone here. "Jiang Chan is not hypocritical, this is originally something that belongs to Du Xinyi, but it was taken away a few years ago, and now it is natural that the thing is returned to its original owner.

Since she was ready to refine, Jiang Chan was not ambiguous, she lifted the placket of her back clothes, and with a slight stroke of her fingers, a strong wind appeared, and a wound about a foot long appeared on Jiang Chan's back.

Jiang Chan's face remained unchanged, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the sword bone flew behind her back, and then submerged into her body.

What was that feeling? It was as if the missing bone in the body had finally been found, and the whole person seemed to be finally whole.

Jiang Chan breathed a sigh of relief, the first step was already considered a success, and the next moment was to establish his connection with this sword bone. It can be said that in the future, her kendo perception or something will be engraved on this sword bone.

When establishing contact with the sword bone, Mingfeng was able to sit upright at first, but unfortunately he couldn't sit still for less than an hour.

Gradually, Mingfeng's sitting posture changed from leaning on the stone, slowly lying on the stone, and finally simply cocked Erlang's legs, supporting his head with his left hand, holding a wine gourd in his right hand, taking a sip from time to time, and smashing his mouth after drinking.

The spirits of plants and trees such as the six-leaf golden ginseng watched Mingfeng change from the ancestor of the fairy wind at the beginning to the cynical appearance he is now. Not to mention, it's still more intimate.

Seeing Mingfeng lying down, the spirits of the grass and trees were not afraid of life, and the bold ones climbed on his head, and the timid ones sat next to Mingfeng, and they were extremely close to Mingfeng.

Surrounded by the spirits of plants and trees, Mingfeng is very cool in his heart. It doesn't matter if the brothers and sisters of the sect don't want to see him, it's good that these elves like him.

Or these spirits of plants and trees have the vision and know that he is a great good person!

It took Jiang Chan a week to refine the sword bone, and during this time, when she engraved her perception of the way of the sword onto the sword bone, she also had a new experience, and her perception of the way of the sword went to a higher level, especially after observing the Heavenly Sword Dao of the Heavenly Gate in the secret realm.

I haven't had time to figure these out before, but now I'm taking this opportunity to make up for them.

When Jiang Chan opened her eyes again, a hint of determination flashed vaguely in her eyes, fleeting.

"Refining is done, it seems that you have gained a lot. Although he was lying in no shape, Mingfeng was always paying attention to the changes in Jiang Cicada. The determination in Jiang Chan's eyes dissipated quickly, and he could see it all clearly.

"I have indeed gained something, the disciple's second-style sword technique has already taken some rudimentary shape, and the disciple has to polish it carefully. ”