Qiao Yun naturally saw that Gui Wuji was carving the formation on the spaceship, and the level of the formation did not seem to be low, and it was not something he could arrange.

"Qiao Daoyou, you're here!" After Gui Wuji saw Qiao Yun, he immediately stopped what he was doing and jumped off the spaceship.

Qiao Yun said with heartfelt emotion: "I didn't expect that the returning Daoist friend was also proficient in the formation, and it was really Qiao Mou's luck to be able to invite the returning Daoist friend to help refine the magic weapon!"

Gui Wuji said with a smile: "Qiao Daoyou praised it falsely, generally refiners have to minor some knowledge of arrays, so that they can depict the formation on the refining magic weapons, so that the power of the magic weapons is greater." ”

Qiao Yun nodded, looked at the finely crafted flying magic weapon in front of him, and couldn't help asking, "I don't know how long it will take for this flying magic weapon to be refined?"

"There are probably a few more days, the refining of the main body has already been completed, and in recent months I have been working on the formation and the design of the internal space structure. Gui Wuji touched the flying magic weapon beside him and said.

The reason why Qiao Yun came to see the flying magic weapon was to see if it could be completed within half a year, because Qiao Yun didn't know how big it was in the realm of phantom flames, and if the range was large, it would inevitably use the flying magic weapon in it. Now that I heard that it would be completed in a few days, I was naturally overjoyed and hurriedly thanked the return.

"Oh, by the way, these two artifacts are for you. Gui Wuji said and took out two magic weapons from the storage bag, one was Qiao Yun's Silent Sword, and the other was a small silver shield.

This small shield is very exquisitely made, and it is also a superb defensive magic weapon, although Qiao Yun was moved, he did not take it, but took away the Cang Silent Sword, and then said: "Returning to the Daoist, I can't ask you for this defensive weapon for nothing, it is better to return to the Daoist to make a price, I plan to buy it." ”

"Qiao Daoyou, you are out of sight, this shield is refined with those silver-backed tiger bee materials you gave me, this is your thing, I just refined it easily. Gui Wuji said and stuffed the small shield into Qiao Yun's hand.

Qiao Yun knew that this small shield was definitely not as simple as refining it easily, a superb magic weapon, if it was placed in a commercial building outside, it would at least be able to sell tens of thousands of spirit stones. Although he had the intention to shirk it, but looking at Gui Wuji, he looked like if you didn't want to treat me as a friend, Qiao Yun had to thank him and accept it, but in his heart, Qiao Yun accepted the love of Gui Wuji, after all, he was about to face the selection competition, and his chances of winning with one more superb magic weapon undoubtedly increased by one point.

The Silent Sword was also promoted to the best magic weapon under the refining of the Infinite Period, and a layer of silver light flashed on it, and it was cold in the sun, which Qiao Yun liked very much.

After putting away the Silent Sword, Qiao Yun remembered a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time, so he looked at Gui Wuji and said, "Gui Daoyou, do you know the natal magic weapon?"

Gui Wuji nodded, "As a refiner, I naturally know, but I didn't expect Brother Qiao to also know the natal magic weapon." ”

Qiao Yun smiled bitterly, "I just know the natal magic weapon, but I don't know the details, please return to the Taoist friends for teaching." ”

"This natal magic weapon is different from ordinary magic weapons, even spiritual weapons, this natal magic weapon must first have a machine spirit, and the instrument spirit is usually produced by adding spirit crystals when refining the weapon, but as far as I know, there are also some secret methods that can turn the monk's soul into a machine spirit. Gui Wuji said slowly, "As for the spirit crystal, this is something that can be encountered but not sought, at least in our Mozhou, it is definitely a rare thing, and any piece is priceless, causing countless monks to fight." ”

Qiao Yun's heart tightened when he heard Gui Wuji's words, but he was slightly relieved to think that he had already refined the spirit crystal into a magic weapon.

"Possessing a magic weapon or spiritual weapon of the machine spirit is far from being comparable to the magic weapon and spiritual weapon of the same level in terms of flexibility or use, but having a machine spirit is not a natal magic weapon, but only has the qualification to be a natal magic weapon. Only when the monk uses his essence blood to refine a magic weapon or spiritual weapon with a tool spirit, and the instrument spirit recognizes the master, it can be regarded as a true natal magic weapon. ”

Qiao Yun thought that when he was refining the Qingyun Sword, sure enough, these conditions were met, no wonder both the Northern Darkness and Wu Kuangtian called their Qingyun Sword their natal magic weapon, it seemed that this was the case.

"When a magic weapon or spiritual weapon becomes a natal magic weapon, it will be connected to the monk's mind, like a part of the monk's body, and can be nurtured in the monk's sea of consciousness, and its power will also be greatly enhanced. But at the same time, if the natal weapon is damaged, the monk will be traumatized, ranging from serious injuries to death. Gui Wuji paused for a moment and continued: "This natal magic weapon, a monk can only have one in his life, so even if the average monk obtains the spirit crystal, he will wait until he obtains the spirit weapon before refining, even if it is the worst, he will use the best magic weapon as his natal magic weapon." ”

"But these are also things I've seen from books, and as for the natal magic weapon, I've never seen it in my life, let alone the spirit crystal. Gui Wuji smiled, and didn't take the natal magic weapon too seriously.

However, the speaker had no intention of listening to the heart, Qiao Yun didn't expect that he could only have one natal magic weapon in his life, and he didn't expect that if the natal magic weapon was damaged, the monk would also be hit hard. In this way, Qiao Yun didn't dare to use the Qingyun Sword casually, after all, the Qingyun Sword was only a low-grade magic weapon, and now in the cultivation realm, even the disciples in the Qi cultivation period had medium-grade magic weapons or even high-grade magic weapons, and the quality of the Qingyun Sword had undoubtedly become a constraint.

But fortunately, Qiao Yun knew that the quality of magic weapons could be improved by re-refining with better materials, so Qiao Yun was not too worried, and planned to wait until he found good materials in the future, so he personally improved the quality of Qingyun Sword. As for handing over to Gui Wuji to help improve, Qiao Yun didn't think about it, although he had a good relationship with Gui Wuji, Qiao Yun was not willing to hand over his life to others and let others control his life and death.

After thanking for the indefinite return, Qiao Yun did not stay long, but left the Chen Refining Shop.

On the way back to the cave mansion, Qiao Yun took out the refining jade slip of the master of the Fog Hidden Castle and took a look, and found that the method of refining the flying sword recorded in it did have the step of adding spirit crystals, but there was no mention of ** blood in refining, but it was written on another sacrificial natal magic weapon. It was only when Qiao Yun was short of time to hide from Wang Weiyi in the stone forest, and at the same time he didn't understand the difference, so he accidentally refined the Qingyun Sword into his natal magic weapon.

Although the Qingyun Sword is only a low-grade magic weapon, Qiao Yun does not regret using it as a natal magic weapon, if it wasn't for the Qingyun Sword, he is afraid that he would have been successfully taken away by the Northern Underworld Sect long ago, so in Qiao Yun's opinion, all this has its own cause and effect.

After returning to the cave mansion, Qiao Yun first refined the small shield, and then continued to practice the Wind Soaring Technique while waiting for news from Shen Xinhan.

Sixteen days later, the communication beads in Qiao Yun's storage bag shook again, and after Qiao Yun took it out, his divine sense penetrated into it, and Shen Xinhan's voice came from his mind, "Brother Qiao, tomorrow is the selection competition, the location is at the peak of the Xiping Peak of the Qingyu Sect, you and I will meet at the foot of the Xiping Peak at that time." ”

Qiao Yun knew that Xiping Peak was the peak on the left side of the main peak, so he transmitted the sound to Shen Xinhan, agreed on the time, and then put away the communication beads.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Qiao Yun walked out of the cave in good spirits, and flew to Xiping Peak with a white cloud-shaped magic weapon. Along the way, Qiao Yun saw countless monks flying towards Xiping Peak just like himself, and the outer mountain ranges that had not seen a few monks in the past were now full of monks, so it was not lively.

When he arrived near Xiping Peak, the flow of people was even denser, and it was impossible to fly far away, so Qiao Yun had to put away the white cloud-shaped magic weapon and follow the many monks to slowly move towards the foot of Xiping Peak.

While walking, Qiao Yun saw a large number of deacons and disciples dispatched to maintain order, and the foot of the entire Xiping Peak was several times more lively than the Fang Market on weekdays.

Taking out the communication beads, Qiao Yun sent a message to Shen Xinhan, and it didn't take long for Qiao Yun to receive a reply, and then he moved towards the east of the foot of the mountain.

Soon, Qiao Yun saw Shen Xinhan dressed in red in the crowd, and next to Shen Xinhan stood her senior brother Mu Jingrong.

Shen Xinhan also saw Qiao Yun in the crowd, and after waving at Qiao Yun, he also walked towards Qiao Yun.

"There are so many people, have there been so many people in each selection competition before?" Qiao Yun squeezed to Shen Xinhan's side and couldn't help but ask.

Shen Xinhan said with a smile: "The sect will have a big and small competition every few years, but if there are so many people participating this time, it is the first time I have seen it, and this is mostly related to the increase in the number of places that can enter the realm of phantom flames." ”

"The quota has increased?" Qiao Yun was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't expect that the quota for entering the Illusory Flame Realm had also increased.

Seeing Qiao Yun's expression, Shen Xinhan knew that Qiao Yun had misunderstood what he meant, and hurriedly explained, "I mean that the number of places to enter the realm of phantom flame this time has increased compared to a hundred years ago, because this time the Qingyu Sect has been promoted to a six-star sect, and there are only fifty places, and in the past, the sects below the five-star sect in Mozhou had to gather together to compete for two thousand places to enter, which is also the reason why this year's selection competition is more popular than before." ”

Only then did Qiao Yun understand that it turned out that in the past, all the disciples of the foundation building period of the sect below the five-star level competed for the quota together, and the competition was definitely more fierce than the competition among the disciples in the sect, so this time in the case of competition within the sect, almost all the disciples wanted to come and give it a try.

"Being able to have so many places this time is all thanks to Yan Zhu and Yan Cai'er, and I don't know how they are doing in Zixiao Sect. Shen Xinhan muttered.

Qiao Yun also sighed secretly in his heart after hearing this, and the figures of two people unconsciously appeared in his mind.

"Let's go, Brother Qiao, let's go up the mountain, the competition should start soon." ”

Shen Xinhan's voice interrupted Qiao Yun's thoughts, Qiao Yun glanced at the crowd that was constantly surging towards the mountain, nodded, and followed Shen Xinhan and Mu Jingrong towards the mountain together.