Chapter Forty-Nine: Dantian Sword Refining

"I've been in the mortal world for a few years, and I have a general understanding of the distribution of human monks and demon forces here. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Li Qingshan said eloquently: "The largest organization among human monks is the Kyushu Demon Eradication Alliance..."

Wang Anyuan's expression moved, and he remembered Liu Shaoyu and Ye Shimeng.

"The Kyushu Demon Eradication Alliance relies on the power of the state behind it, and the monks are all over Kyushu. The Demon Eradication Alliance has different deployments in each state and region, and each deployment is also divided into different groups, with the surname of 'Zhao Qiansun Li' as the code name, and they are responsible for the security of each city.

In addition to the alliance, there are many large and small cultivation sects in the opposition, but there are only two of the most famous: the Heavenly Master Dao and the Sanqing Sword Sect. These two sects have a long heritage and profound heritage, and there are both void cultivators in the sect, and their strength can be called good. ”

"As for the demon clan, it's a lot worse. The several demon kings of the demon clan are the highest and only the cultivation of the first to turn into a void, and most of them are at the level of refining gods, which is too different from the strength of the human race. If it weren't for the fact that the Terran monks were not pressing, and the demon clan had the four ancient divine mountains of Zhaoyao, Qingqiu, Fuyu, and Zhang'e as their foundation, I am afraid that they would have cowered in a corner and survived. ”

Speaking of this, Li Qingshan stopped and glanced at Wang Anyuan, and said with a strange expression: "It stands to reason that although the demon clan hidden in the city today is not rare, there are only one or two out of hundreds of thousands of people. The vast majority of people will never see one in their lives, and even if they do, it is impossible to know that the other party is a demon.

But you have encountered monsters one after another, and even the old demon of Jindan Realm who has been dormant for many years can be brought out, I have to say Brother Anyuan, you are really a talent. ”

Wang Anyuan cried with a sad face: "Brother Niu, are you praising me or hurting me?"

"Of course I praised you. Li Qingshan laughed, patted Wang Anyuan on the shoulder and said: "You have a great friendship with Qingfeng Mingyue, and you also learned the "Book of Clouds" from them, and you can be regarded as half of my nephew." The first time my uncle saw you, I'll give you some greeting gifts. ”

Wang Anyuan's eyes lit up instantly.

Li Qingshan looked at Wang Anyuan with an impatient look, smiled mysteriously, and then stretched out his hand and pointed straight towards his dantian.

"I know that you already have a natal magic weapon, but because of your lack of cultivation, you can't even do the preliminary sacrifice, so let me help you today. ”

Li Qingshan's finger lightly tapped on Wang Anyuan's dantian, and Wang Anyuan suddenly felt a breath pouring in from his navel and eye, rushing straight to the chocolate ball-shaped natal magic weapon in his body.

The breath released by Li Qingshan quickly wrapped the entire fairy ball, and then fluctuated slightly, and the transparent aura turned into a pale cyan flame and began to burn in the dantian.

Wang Anyuan was taken aback, is this to refine his dantian? What if it burns himself?

He looked up at Li Qingshan, and saw that his face remained unchanged and his expression was indifferent, so he could only put his heart back in his stomach.

Brother Niu, don't get away with it.

Li Qingshan still looks like a lightweight. The pale cyan flame contained a high temperature that was difficult to match, and it could easily burn the fairy ball made of Taiyi Pure Gold and Xi Soil, but it made Wang Anyuan feel less heat. Wang Anyuan couldn't help but be secretly stunned by Li Qingshan's unpredictable cultivation.

The fairy ball melted into a puddle of molten iron like ice cream poured with hot water, and the dark brown on it slowly disappeared, revealing a beautiful pale gold in it.

"What style of flying sword do you want?" Li Qingshan suddenly asked.

Wang Anyuan was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and replied embarrassedly: "I haven't seen what a flying sword looks like?"

Li Qingshan smiled dumbly, shook his head helplessly, and tapped his fingers. I saw that the pool of molten iron was quickly elongated and became fine, as if there was a pair of invisible big hands carving, and then a few flashes of inspiration appeared, and soon a flying sword three inches and three millimeters long was completely finalized.

"It's still a little bit of something. Li Qingshan's fingers were ill-drawn, and the corresponding handwriting on the flying sword appeared on the sword.

"Green, flat. Wang Anyuan read it out. At this time, Li Qingshan withdrew his hand, and Wang Anyuan opened his mouth violently under the traction of his breath.

A pale cyan flame erupted from his mouth, carrying a trace of gray smoke, which quickly disappeared. This is the impurities left by the refining weapon that were refined by the last immortal flame.

At this time, Wang Anyuan's real name Immortal Sword was finally completed.

I saw that in the middle of the spiral galaxy in his dantian, there was a beautiful flying sword with a pale gold body and a complex pattern, and its body exuded a fierce and powerful momentum, which was extremely extraordinary when it looked at it.

"I'm just making a sword embryo for you, and then this flying sword is an immortal or a mortal, and you still have to polish it yourself. Li Qingshan explained.

Wang Anyuan liked the freshly baked flying sword more and more, and couldn't help but nod with joy.

Li Qingshan smiled, then patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "There are only two tricks to refining swords. The blood of his own body is nourished, and the blood of his body is sharpened. The material of your sword is extraordinary, but if you want to use it to its full potential, you still need to use it. ”

Wang Anyuan froze suddenly, feeling that Li Qingshan's words were full of flavor that made his heart beat, but before he could come back to his senses, Li Qingshan had already stood up and walked behind him.

"Come on, eat first. ”

Li Qingshan went to a nearby restaurant to pack more than a dozen dishes, and a few people set up a small table in the store to solve the problem.

Wang Anyuan's mind was not on the meal at all, but he was always looking at the "Qingping Sword" and never got tired of looking at it. Li Qingshan chatted happily with Li Xiaoting, did he say a few witty and humorous words that made Li Xiaoting giggle.

Just as the three of them were eating, a person walked in outside the door.

"Is Wang Anyuan here?" was a woman's voice, Wang Anyuan was a little familiar, he looked up and saw that it was Yan Fei.

"Brother. Yan Fei also saw Wang Anyuan and greeted him with a smile.

Wang Anyuan hurriedly got up: "Sister Fei, why are you free." ”

"Come and buy a few beauty pills, and take a look at you by the way. Yan Fei took out a tissue to wipe the oil stains from Wang Anyuan's mouth, really treating him as his own brother.

"This is.." Yan Fei quickly noticed Li Qingshan on the side.

Wang Anyuan hurriedly introduced: "This is my cousin, called Niu. Li Qingshan. ”

Li Qingshan smiled faintly at Yan Fei, but Yan Fei's eyes showed interest. Li Qingshan's temperament is really special: mature and steady, with the majesty of a superior, he is not an ordinary person at first glance.

The two got to know each other for a while, and Yan Fei put her eyes back on Wang Anyuan.

"Brother, are you free now, I have something to tell you. ”

Wang Anyuan thought about it and agreed.

Yan Fei nodded: "Then let's go to the café on the corner, it's clean over there." As she spoke, she turned her head to Li Qingshan and smiled: "Mr. Li should come with you too." ”