Xiao Yunzhong came to the other side of the sand dune and released the formation talisman that Qin Fan had given him, immediately forming a small concealment formation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xiao Yunzhong took out a bronze vat from the storage token, filled it with water, and put the beast bones collected during the day around the vat, urging Yuan Li to give birth to flames, and let the accumulated white bones steam the water in the vat.

When the water in the entire vat was boiling, Xiao Yunzhong secretly placed a bottle of blue liquid medicine and poured all the liquid medicine into the hot bronze vat.

The blue liquid quickly turned the water blue, and the blue liquid rolled and stirred in the vat, and a faint halo appeared on the surface of the liquid, exuding a pungent medicinal fragrance.

Xiao Yunzhong didn't say a word, he directly stripped off his clothes, jumped into the vat with a "poof", let the waste water roll, and steamed his body.

Xiao Yunzhong squinted his eyes slightly, burned by the hot liquid, but his brows were slightly furrowed, presumably the pain of the previous few days, this little pain was simply enjoyment.

Recalling that he and his master were separated at the border of the dead Jinhai, the master and apprentice agreed that fifteen days later, they would meet in the imperial city of Wei. Xiao Yunzhong has only one thought now, and that is to constantly improve his strength.

The huge iron sword that he had been carrying behind him was called the Twelve Silks of Cinnabar, and on the body of the sword, there were twelve satin patterns, which were called the Twelve Legends. Now, Xiao Yunzhong can only urge the Yuan Force of the whole body, and exert the power of the first layer of satin patterns of the Twelve Legends of Cinnabar, and he can instantly squeeze out the bloodlines of ordinary creatures.

Such a spell with demonic means, Xiao Yunzhong accepted it without thinking about it, one thought of the Buddha and one of the demons, for the sake of the master and the little brother, he was willing to sink into a demon!

Besides, Master said that this thing is not an evil thing, but a real and decent strong man's blade, and the blade is partially good and evil, and it is the human heart that really exists good and evil.

"You kid, you're really a good seedling, that kid doesn't know where to dig you out, in the eyes of the deity, compared to the genius disciples of the Wenhua Confucian Academy."

A light sigh came from the storage token with three points of approval, and Dong Wuzhi's figure slowly floated out and landed in front of Xiao Yunzhong.

During this time, he was responsible for all the medicines in Xiao Yunzhong, and Qin Fan also specially asked him to give Xiao Yunzhong more guidance.

Although Dong Wuzhi was dissatisfied with Qin Fan's forcible arrangement, he could only accept it, who had already surrendered to him.

Originally, Dong Wuzhi still wanted to deal with things, and after getting along for a few days, Dong Wuzhi immediately became interested in Xiao Yunzhong, and now even if Qin Fan didn't ask Dong Wuzhi to guide Xiao Yunzhong, Dong Wuzhi couldn't help but want to guide him.

For no other reason, Dong Wuzhi accidentally discovered Xiao Yunzhong's alchemy talent, which was definitely an incomparable genius, even more demonic than he was back then.

In other words, at the beginning, Dong Wuzhi carelessly refined the cultivation liquid for Xiao Yunzhong, but after he finished refining it a few times, Xiao Yunzhong actually refined the kind of body forging liquid according to his refining method, and the color was still superior.

Dong Wuzhi, who was originally shocked, thought that Xiao Yunzhong had originally cultivated the art of pills, but when he learned that Xiao Yunzhong had never refined pills before, Dong Wuzhi was completely crazy, he felt that his original spirit was quite stable, and he almost lost his soul because of excessive excitement.

Since then, Dong Wuzhi has begun to teach Xiao Yunzhong the art of alchemy intentionally or unintentionally, and Xiao Yunzhong is also competitive, almost self-taught, just need to let Dong Wuzhi give a little guidance, and he can immediately draw inferences and understand everything.

"The seniors are too prestigious, and the juniors are just the disciples of the master, and they are still far behind."

Xiao Yunzhong opened his slightly closed eyes and said softly, and the blue liquid around his body began to slowly fade.

"I really can't figure out what merit that kid has, and he actually took all the good luck in the world."

Dong Wuzhi sighed lightly, returned to the storage token, and stopped talking, to be honest, he was a little shocked, he thought that he was a miracle, in front of Qin Fan, he couldn't even give birth to jealousy.

Rolling mountains, towering peaks, nine huge islands suspended in the air, mighty Qiankun, here is the holy land of the human race day immortals, Qiankun Nine Sword Pavilion!

A figure slowly appeared at the foot of Qiankun Pavilion Mountain, looking at the nine immortal domains standing tall in the sky, his eyes were solemn, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be thinking about how to get through the countless formation enchantments and reach the place he wanted to go.

"I don't know if Taiwu's old man's breath can still attract the attention of this Qiankun Pavilion powerhouse?"

The person who came sighed, but it was Qin Fan, who acted separately from Xiao Yunzhong.

Although he thought of the arrangement method of the Liangyi Turbulent Array, he did not have the slightest confidence that he would be able to get Murong Yi, the pavilion master of the Immortal Heaven Sword Pavilion, to cooperate with him to complete the large array.

He only hoped that his current strength could deal with Murong Yi's spirit, and he would borrow his power for the time being.

In a flash, Qin Fan had already left his original position, began to step on the ladder of mountaineering, and walked towards the central square of the nine islands step by step, the opening order on his body had been held by Qin Fan in his hand, and the divine soul aura of Taiwu Daozun was also released by him, the best angler, Qin Fan understood that the moment when he was about to catch the bait was the best time to reel in the line.

As the aura of Taiwu Daozun spread slightly, the formation enchantment of the entire Qiankun Pavilion suddenly emitted a buzzing sound, and wherever Qin Fan passed, all the formations automatically dissolved, and all the enchantments ceased to exist, as if Qin Fan was the master of this place and was not subject to any constraints here.

At the same time that Qin Fan had just stepped onto the huge square, nine figures flew from the nine islands, enveloping Qin Fan who had just stepped into the square.

These nine people, including old men, scholars, blacksmiths, and sword immortals, have different forms and ages, but the powerful aura exuded from their bodies told Qin Fan that these nine people are the masters of the Qiankun Pavilion today, the masters of the Qiankun Nine Sword Pavilion.

Each of the nine people held a black token in their hands, which was no different from the opening order in Qin Fan's hand, but there were faint fluctuations of Yuan Force on it, and it seemed that it had been refined into a magic weapon by them.

Qin Fan raised the mountain opening order in his hand high, looked at the nine people around him, and said lightly: "This seat is here to find Murong Yi, the pavilion master of the Immortal Heaven Sword Pavilion!" ”

"Huh? I don't know who His Majesty is, how can he have the breath of a family teacher, and the opening order in the hands of the Zunjia is exactly the same as the opening order of this pavilion, can you please explain one or two first! ”

As soon as Qin Fan's words fell, a middle-aged scholar in a green robe slowly stepped forward, his tone was kind, but with undoubted majesty, this person was Murong Yi, the master of the Immortal Heaven Sword Pavilion, the eldest disciple of Taiwu Daozun, the strongest person in the Qiankun Pavilion except for Taiwu!

"This is not a place to talk, can you invite the Lord of Murong Pavilion and this seat to go to a quiet place to have tea and discuss martial arts together?"

Qin Fan chuckled slightly, he didn't care about Murong Yi's words, as for the majesty he exuded, it was also shattered and dissipated by the spiritual light ancient mirror in his right eye.

"Humph! What are you, you are also worthy of tea and martial arts with our senior brother! ”

A delicate-looking woman, richly dressed and graceful, looked at Qin Fan in front of her and scolded sharply.

"That's it, pretend to be a ghost, and see how this seat concocts you!"

A blacksmith-like person with a giant hammer on his back echoed angrily, still moving in his heart for Qin Fan's actions.

They felt the master's breath, and they also saw the opening order in Qin Fan's hand, but this did not mean that they, the high-ranking pavilion masters, would compromise!