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Du Xuan sat on the futon, and when he stood up, the abundant aura lingered from all directions, penetrating into the body, and at that moment, he seemed to have his body virtualized, completely integrating with the aura of heaven and earth.

The invisible laws of truth between heaven and earth turned into tangible runes, imprinted towards his divine soul, and he couldn't forget it.

Of course, most of these principles and laws are about the water law, especially the heavy water vein, so Du Xuan's one-yuan heavy water mana and Tianhe burial sword technique are all improving rapidly. At that time, Du Xuan was completely immersed in it and forgot his original intention.

An hour later, the aura dissipated, the truth was hidden, Du Xuan came back to his senses, and only then did he remember what he was doing here. At that moment, he hurriedly realized the golden gun.

Another hour passed, and the aura was reunited, and at this moment, Du Xuan tried his best to keep his mind clear while absorbing, sensing the runes of the truth that were related to the golden gun of broken luck, helping to comprehend and deduce. In a short time, the whole mystery of the broken golden gun was completely completed by him.

At this time, Du Xuanfang "saw" his luck, the golden auspicious clouds that stretched for 800 zhang were shining brightly, and the dragons and phoenixes were flying inside, shuttling back and forth.

Not only that, Du Xuan could also sense that the eight hundred zhang golden auspicious clouds were not completely integrated, harmonious and unified, and there was a gap between them. He secretly mobilized those luck runes and carefully separated the two.

Above, more than 600 zhang of golden auspicious clouds are suspended, below, there are nearly 100 zhang of cyan auspicious clouds, and in the center there is a purple book, constantly devouring cyan auspicious clouds, spitting out wisps of golden glow, dyeing the cyan auspicious clouds with a touch of golden light.

Obviously, the luck below is Du Xuan's own, and the one above is plundering Dongyang.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not busy cultivating, otherwise, I'm afraid even my own luck will be in it. Then my future path will be completely unlucky!" Du Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and thought for a moment, "Li Xuan asked me to cultivate the Broken Luck Golden Gun, but he didn't remind him of this, did he not understand it himself?"

This thought is unstoppable. At that time, Du Xuan had an almost intimate relationship with Li Xuan, and he unconsciously became estranged.

Actually, Du Xuan didn't understand where Li Xuan would harm him now, and it was too late to help him desperately! Luck is important, and a fool also understands that whoever cultivates the Golden Gun of Broken Luck will probably only extract a small part of it, and it will not damage the fundamentals. Only Du Xuan, who very much wants to complete the task of killing the Burial Sword True Monarch, will think about extracting all his luck and condensing the golden spear of breaking luck.

After separating the luck from the inside and outside, Du Xuan no longer delayed time, and began to extract the luck that was plundered from Dongyang Zheng, condensed and transformed in the void, and kept playing the magic tricks with both hands, one after another, wrapped in the law and truth, integrated into it, turned into ornaments, and imprinted on it.

Three days later, a golden spear with a length of eight feet and a thickness of the wrist was completely formed, with eight dragons and eight phoenixes circling on it, which was extremely beautiful. As for the power, Du Xuan's understanding of the way of luck is not enough, so it is difficult to guess.

After the golden gun is repaired, Du Xuan's own preparations can be regarded as complete. However, he naturally will not be idle, and then, he began to allocate his time reasonably, tossing and turning between various pavilions and pavilions every day, cultivating and strengthening his combat power.

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Altar.

Du Xuan stood aside, the heavenly spirit above his head was wide open, and from time to time a weapon flew out and landed on the altar, receiving the beating and refining of the ten thousand imprints.

Tianhe Battle Axe, Red Bee Thunder Sound Sword, Xuantian Treasure Mirror, Wave Fighting Hammer, Huahai Spear, Wuyue Water Peak、...... In the end, even Du Xuan's soul jumped out and accepted the tempering.

Some people may wonder, isn't this a sacrificial altar?

That's right, but the magical powers that can turn soldiers into treasures all have the opportunity to turn into voids and become real magic weapons. Of course, this needs to be promoted to the realm of creation. However, the sacrificial altar is for strengthening the magic weapon divine weapons, and these magical powers can also be tempered here, accelerating the process of condensation and transformation.

As for Du Xuan's divine soul, it was because he learned a magical power in the Guanfa Pavilion - the Xuanyin Killing Divine Knife. This is a magical power that specializes in killing divine souls and primordial gods, and it is extremely powerful, and it is likely to be used in the next battle, so he naturally wants to cultivate it as much as possible.

Du Xuan's soul turned into a ruler-long scimitar, and was struck by the imprint of heaven and earth on the altar, which was painful. However, because he was able to experience the improvement of the essence firsthand, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

While he was cultivating, a voice came from afar, "Li Qingyang, I've arrived!"

Hearing this, Du Xuan's spirit was shocked, the sword light soared, the ring swept away, many imprints were swept away, and he left the altar, re-transformed into Du Xuan's true form, and entered the main body.

"Snort--

Du Xuan Tianpeng's wings opened, tearing the atmosphere apart, and rushed out of the sacrificial platform.

In mid-air, Li Xuan stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew slowly.

At this moment, Li Xuan's aura changed greatly. In the past, although he was lazy, he could still feel the sharp edge from time to time when he came into contact with him, which made people unconsciously feel jealous. But now, the edge is completely gone, like a warm spring breeze, whoever approaches will only feel the warmth of Hechang, and there will be no discomfort.

This is Jindan, the breath is round, flawless and leaky!

"Congratulations, big brother!" Du Xuan took the lead in clasping his fists.

"Isn't it the same for Brother Xian! Seeing you like this, the harvest is much greater than mine!" Li Xuan replied with a smile, "Say, how much benefit have you made here, and share some of it!"

"I can't share this benefit, if you want it, you can get it yourself!" Du Xuan then explained the situation here.

"Great, I've just been promoted to Jindan, and I need to stabilize my foundation, this place is simply specially designed for me!" Li Xuan said with great joy, "Originally, I thought that I needed to practice here for a period of time before I could start to act, but now it seems that it will not be a few days!"

"Then big brother, let's stabilize our own realm first, and then we will start looking for the hiding place of the Burial Sword True Monarch!" When saying this, Du Xuan instinctively used the Divine Soul Transmission.

Although it is said that the Burial Sword True Monarch is still asleep, in this enemy's lair, who knows if he has left any means to sense the outside world. This risk. You can't take it, and it's not worth it!

Li Xuan naturally understood Du Xuan's caution, and also replied with a divine soul transmission.

After that, Li Xuan did not waste time and went directly to the Enlightenment Tower for cultivation. Du Xuan naturally returned to the altar to continue his cultivation.

Three days later, Li Xuan came out of the customs, and the two officially began to discuss the task of killing the True Monarch of the Burial Sword.