Chapter 66: Medium-grade spiritual weapons

Yang Jiong glanced at Lingju, and Lingju smiled: "The middle one is my treasure, brought from Zixiao. Several other 40,000-year-old roots were cultivated here. You choose for yourself, the 10,000-year-old dragon beard grass is extremely helpful to the body refining, but the pain also increases exponentially. ”

"Senior Lingju, should I choose one, or can I choose a few more?"

"Whatever. ”

Yang Jiong was overjoyed, from the five thousand years to the last one hundred thousand years, he took all the light.

He was just about to leave, but Lingju stopped him again and said, "This is the antidote pill made for you, but it is short of the 10,000-year-old dragon fruit." If you encounter the 10,000-year-old dragon fruit, eat the fruit and then take this pill. The poison in your body will be dissolved, and you will return to your old self. ”

Lingju handed over another flying sword and said, "This is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and the attack power can be doubled after the sacrifice is completed." When you reach the late stage of Jindan, you can go out of Yizhou to find human robbers. Try to rush back to Yizhou before the catastrophe, I can protect you advanced Yuan Baby. ”

Yang Jiong took the flying sword, the sword body was straight, the cold light flickered, it was a three-foot Qingfeng with an ordinary face.

Lingju said: "I have limited materials, and I can only refine medium-grade spiritual weapons. After you succeed in cultivating, your speed and attack will increase exponentially, and ordinary Yuan Infant Cultivators will not dare to compete head-on at all. ”

Yang Jiong glanced at Lingju, and Lingju smiled: "The middle one is my treasure, brought from Zixiao. Several other 40,000-year-old roots were cultivated here. You choose for yourself, the 10,000-year-old dragon beard grass is extremely helpful to the body refining, but the pain also increases exponentially. ”

"Senior Lingju, should I choose one, or can I choose a few more?"

"Whatever. ”

Yang Jiong was overjoyed, from the 10,000-year-old to the last 100,000-year-old, all in his hands.

I've seen a greedy person, but I've never seen such a greedy person, Qingya shouted, "Master, he took all the ten thousand years of dragon beard grass." ”

Lingsui smiled and nodded, Yang Jiong got permission, and Meizizi received the spirit grass into the Qiankun bag.

He was just about to leave, but Lingju stopped him and said, "This is the detoxification pill that you have refined, but it is short of the 10,000-year-old dragon fruit." If you find the 10,000-year-old dragon fruit and combine it with this elixir, the poison will be dissolved and you will return to your previous appearance. ”

Lingju handed over another flying sword and said, "This is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which can increase the power of your attack. After the spirit weapon is fully refined, the attack power can be doubled when the best effect is achieved. With a spiritual weapon to protect you, you can go out of Yizhou to look for people in the late stage of Jindan. Try to rush back to Yizhou before the catastrophe, I can protect you advanced Yuan Baby. ”

Yang Jiong took the flying sword, and the straight sword body was faintly cold. Judging from the face alone, this is an ordinary three-foot green blade.

Lingju said: "I have limited materials, and I can only refine medium-grade spiritual weapons. It is enough for you to have this treasure to cross the human tribulation, and the monk of the Western Yuan Infant has not dared to tease the edge of the spirit weapon head-on. Of course, Ye Kai is not among them, you are lucky to be able to escape with his life when you meet him. ”

As soon as Shen Nian touched the flying sword, it seeped in, as if advancing in the meridians of a person, and the flying sword sacrifice was quickly completed. The spirit weapon is a weapon used by the gods, and it has been formed by meridians, which is a level higher than the magic weapon.

The three-foot Qingfeng floated in the air, and the sword blade was beating happily, conveying emotions to Yang Jiong like a baby.

Yang Jiong's heart moved, and the flying sword stabbed straight into the air, leaving a spatial crack at the end of the sword. The spiritual weapon was like a finger arm, falling from the sky, and a "whoosh" sound penetrated into Yang Jiong's eyebrows. The spiritual weapon can be cultivated in the magic pool, and the power of the flying sword can be increased through the magic pool.

With this medium-grade spiritual weapon, you can rescue Master Xueru when you return to Nanming. When Yang Jiong was excited, the flying sword went in and out of the center of his eyebrows, causing Qingya to shoot a few white eyes.

Yang Jiong was in Yizhou for four years, and he did not help Lingju's predecessors. On the contrary, it was Lingju who gave him spirit stones, spiritual materials, and antidote pills, and even gave him this medium-grade spiritual weapon, giving him a great favor.

The spirit weapon is a weapon used by the gods, and most of the Yuanying monks of the three sects and two sects of the Southern Underworld use high-grade magic weapons. Only the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism have deep roots, and the head of the sect has used the best magic weapon.

Receiving such a favor from the Lingju seniors, but unable to reciprocate, Yang Jiong knelt down in front of the Lingju for the first time, bowed a few times and said, "Seniors, juniors are now swimming in the shallows." When I soar into the sky, I will repay the great kindness of my predecessors. Today, Yang Jiong swears here, if he violates this oath, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. ”

Lingju laughed and said, "Okay, good, with your words, it's not in vain that I sent you this creation." One day in the future, if you have the ability to go to the Zixiao God Realm, remember to come to me. I can introduce you to some things in the Zixiao God Realm, don't go and look dark. ”

Yang Jiong thanked Lingju and walked out, Qingya handed Qingteng to Lingsui and said: "Master, my Qingteng is the best magic weapon, when will you help me upgrade to a spiritual weapon, it is best to upgrade to a high-grade spiritual weapon." ”

Lingju said to her lovingly, "This green vine is your ontological companion, and it can evolve as your cultivation improves. Now that you are promoted to a medium-grade spiritual weapon, Qingteng will always be a medium-grade spiritual weapon, are you really willing?"

Qingteng has unlimited room for development, Qingya took back Qingteng and ran out quickly, shouting: "It's not going to rise, it's pretty good." ”

Yang Jiong ate the dragon beard grass, and the level of refining his body returned to the level of a high-grade magic weapon that would not hurt. Every time the refining body changes, the body is like tearing and regrouping. Among them, the pain is self-evident, which made Yang Jiong die and come back to life once. The 40,000-year-old dragon's beard grass is similar to the one eaten in the golden-headed centipede hole.

Erysipelas has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and due to the erosion of erysipelas, the level of refining is gradually declining. At this rate, after ten days, it will be reduced to a medium-grade magic weapon without injury, and after twenty days, it will be reduced to a low-grade magic weapon without injury.

Ten days later, the top-grade spirit stone in Yang Jiong's hand turned into powder. He roared softly, there was a realization in the Purple Mansion, which had reached the late stage of Jindan, and could trigger the Yuanying Heavenly Tribulation.

Looking at the Purple Mansion inside, Jin Dan is already the size of four fists, the magic pool is as vast as the sea, and a three-foot long sword is floating and cruising in the sea. It's time to go out, Yang Jiong said goodbye to Lingju and went to find Qingya, Qingya closed the waterhole with mana, and Yang Jiong didn't give Lingshi the gas.

Yang Jiong got out of the waterhole boringly, stepped on the flying sword and broke through the air, and it was thousands of miles in an instant.

In the forest of life, after Xinru and the three of them found An Xiaofu, they began to meditate separately. This time the ransacking of the Flying Tiger Altar failed, and Zhao Weiwei and Wang Qiong were very responsible. Xinru didn't dare to reprimand the two beauties, and beat An Xiaofu violently. He got angry and went to a cave to retreat.

Wang Qiong and Zhao Weiwei have been on this continent for more than three years, although Xiyan is fun, but it is not as kind as their hometown, and the two daughters gradually have the idea of going back. Because they had not found the blessings of the gods, they had only stayed in Xiyan for three more years.

The two sat opposite each other, Wang Qiong quickly fell into silence, Zhao Weiwei suddenly turned pale, and had inexplicable palpitations. Wang Qiong noticed something strange and asked with concern, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Zhao Weiwei shook her head and said: "I don't know what's wrong, I suddenly feel that something bad is about to happen, and I want to go to the senses, but I can't find the direction." ”

Every Jindan monk has a certain sense of danger to a greater or lesser extent. Wang Qiong said: "If Xinru didn't make a prediction, isn't there any danger? In the past three years, his prediction has almost never been wrong. ”

"It's been two days since the Tiger Altar was snatched, and this bad feeling suddenly appeared, something must have happened. I'll have to go to him and budget again, just in case. ”

Xinru and An Xiaofu were cultivating, and the two women said what they meant, and Xinru began to calculate and predict.

After half a ring, he comforted the two girls and said, "It's very peaceful! I seem to see a new world." I can be safe, and the four of us will be fine. ”

Wang Qiong put her mind at ease and said, "Sister, it may be that we have been active frequently during this time, and you are weak and tired. Or you miss Brother Wang too much and have a heart-to-heart with him. Oh my God, Sister Weiwei, could it be that something happened to Brother Wang that made you sense it. ”

Zhao Weiwei spat her and said, "Crow's mouth, don't talk nonsense." We've been away from the South Underworld for three years, so it's time to go back and have a look. Sister, do you miss home?"

"Yes, why don't you want to? It's fun, but it's not our hometown. The only regret is that I didn't get the news of the blessings of the gods. Grabbed so many altars, the best spirit grass is only second-grade. ”

"Actually, it's pretty good here, except for robbery every day, it's cultivation. At this rate, we will reach the middle stage of Jindan in 100 years. When I returned home, I had a lot of things to do, and I was upset, so I didn't have time to practice. ”

Xinru said: "Two Daoist friends are from the Southern Underworld Continent?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

Yang Jiong once told Xinru that when he first arrived in the Xiuzhen World, he was in the Southern Netherworld Continent. In the void passage back to the South Underworld, because their hearts were like trouble, they accidentally entered the Western Death World.

Brother Yang is amazingly talented, and he will definitely not be a nobody in Nanming. Xinru tried to ask, "You are in the Southern Underworld, do you know a Jindan monk named Yang Jiong?"

Zhao Weiwei said: "Isn't Yang Jiong your eldest brother?

"Actually, my eldest brother was originally from the South Underworld. ”

Wang Qiong and the others thought for a while, and both shook their heads and said, "There is no such person as Yang Jiong among the Jindan monks in the three sects of the Southern Underworld, maybe he is the protector or head of a small sect." ”

Yang Jiong's name in Nanming is Wang Bo, and he has been with Xinru for ten years and has not told him about his past in Nanming. The three of them talked for a while, and then made up their minds: "The two girls should not be ordinary people in Nanming, can you take me with you when you go back to Nanming, so that I can see the scenery of Nanming? ”

He glanced at the poor An Xiaofu, and then said, "You can also bring An Xiaofu with you, he is very clever." ”

Zhao Weiwei's eyes glared and said: "Take you with me, what are you going to do? Do you want to go to Nanming to rob the three factions and two sects? You are an old birthday star, and you have a long life." ”

Xinru said: "You are gone, I am alone here, how pitiful." The two sisters have pity on me, can you take me with you when you leave?"

After three years of getting along, Xinru cooperated with the two women and defended them several times. In the hearts of Zhao Weiwei's two daughters, the heart is like a person who can entrust her back. The two women glanced at each other and nodded in acquiescence. An Xiaofu looked at this and that with a sad face, hoping to follow the three of them to the Southern Underworld.

Zhao Weiwei couldn't help laughing and nodded in agreement. An Xiaofu suddenly looked radiant, and his bitter gourd face almost laughed.

Since Xinrudu calculated that there was no danger, as long as he was with him, there should be no danger, and the three of them asked An Xiaofu to find out the news, and then gathered together to cultivate.

It was getting dark, and suddenly the three of them felt terrified. In a panic, a figure flew towards them like lightning in the sky, and the figure held a head in his hand.

Before the other party arrived, the powerful divine thought had already pierced straight over. The three of them shook their whole bodies, and they had the urge to kneel and salute. This was a powerful Yuanying Cultivator, and his sky-high momentum made the three of them instantly pale.

Zhao Weiwei reacted extremely quickly, took out the boundary breaking charm and quickly activated it, and a black hole formed in the air. She shouted to Wang Qiong, "Fast forward." ”

Wang Qiong didn't dare to hesitate and got in.

Seeing a black hole appear in the air, the Yuanying Monk knew that it was a boundary breaking talisman, and his body was even faster, shooting like electricity. Zhao Weiwei could clearly see that what he was holding in his hand was An Xiaofu's head.