It takes half a month of hard work to refine the flying sword in the ordinary Qi Sea Realm, but Su Zhuo didn't expect that with his Zhenyuan sacrifice refining now mixed with a large amount of jade energy, he would be like a bamboo all the way, and in three days, not only did he complete the most difficult sacrifice, but even the last step of the dripping painstaking cultivation and cooperation had already ended, and he was pleasantly surprised, thinking that he would inevitably refine a world-famous sword, but he didn't expect that there would be such a thing that he couldn't take, if it weren't for the fact that he accidentally took a good sword of the highest quality in the Refining Pavilion, I'm afraid that the sword in hand has long been smelted into real broken copper and iron by his True Yuan Fire. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it's no wonder that as soon as his True Yuan Fire burned, he felt terrified, and the end was extremely violent, the flowing flame that was used to cast jade energy could burn a big tree to ashes in an instant, and now the True Yuan Fire triggered by the mutated True Yuan was slightly inferior, after all, it was a sacrifice rather than a fighting method, but it was not something that ordinary fine iron could withstand, after this nameless long sword was destroyed, and now it was able to leave the shape of a sword at the end, Su Zhuo already felt very lucky.

It turned out that the three-foot Qingfeng with bright luster was dull at the moment, and cracks like spider webs appeared on the sword body, even the sword body seemed to have been gnawed by dogs, and there were several poignant gaps.

Su Zhuo had that picture in his mind, and he couldn't help but shake his head, and muttered very innocently: "That's it, it's no wonder I'm not surprised." ”

He had already anticipated the possible changes in the sacrifice, and he also expected it, but he miscalculated the worst situation, right now, not to mention how humiliating it is to take out the sword against the enemy, I am afraid that if the wind is a little stronger, it can be blown off, which is really more precious than the weak and windless Jiao Niang.

Su Zhuo couldn't bear to take it out and try it, and after putting the long sword in his hand into the scabbard, he put it on the bed, and said to himself unwillingly: "No, try it again." ”

Coming to the Refining Pavilion again, the gaze of Senior Brother Li, who was guarding the Pavilion, became even stranger at this moment.

"Didn't Su Zhuo just take a top-quality famous sword from the Refining Pavilion three days ago, why did he come here again?"

"It's strange, isn't he supposed to be practicing the flying sword at this time?"

"He's actually trying his sword again."

"It's really an iron body, I tried that sword once, it's very sharp, it can't cut through his skin?"

"Ming Chenzi said earlier that he had re-cultivated the Quenching Body Realm, could it really be effective?!"

"I'll try it when I go back, it's incredible."

Su Zhuo tried for a long time, but found that there was no longer a long sword of the same quality as the nameless sword, and the disciples of the sect could only take up two magic weapons in the Refining Pavilion within a year, and he thought that he couldn't waste it, so he casually took a long sword that looked good and went back.

He never thought that this trip would really scare him, a fellow senior brother of the Refining Pavilion.

Senior Brother Li made a rough calculation, Su Zhuo should have tried nearly eighty long swords in one go, but he never found a sword that could satisfy him, and the more he thought about it, the more shocked he became.

How did Su Zhuo cultivate the Quenching Body Realm to the point of being superb?

And what an amazing quality must have been that nameless longsword he had taken that day?

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After Su Zhuo went back, he didn't say a word and refined the new sword he took from the Refining Pavilion, but only one day had passed, and this sharp long sword that could cut gold and jade was already full of holes, and if he continued to practice, he was afraid that it would be completely shattered before he could communicate with his heart.

He finally gave up, turned and pulled the long sword from its sheath halfway from its sheath, the dull body of the sword faintly reflecting his handsome face.

Su Zhuo said to himself: "The dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor, at least I can feel that this sword is indeed very compatible with me, which shows that the spirit still exists, and it is not completely refined." ”

He looked earnestly at the long sword in his hand, which had not yet been fully unsheathed.

The mind moved.

Moment.

It was as if the world had stopped at this moment, and an unprecedentedly strong sense of communion was established between him and the sword in front of him.

Su Zhuo was a little surprised, but not enough to be surprised.

The sea of qi in the dantian set off stormy waves.

The moment this surging aura was connected with the aura of the sword body, the dark and dilapidated long sword moved lightly as if it had awakened from an endless slumber.

Su Zhuo suddenly retreated.

With a bang, the long sword fell abruptly on his couch made of hundred-year-old fragrant sandalwood.

Several cracks appeared in an instant

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In the blink of an eye, it was another day, Su Zhuo looked up at the sky, and it happened to be three poles in the sun.

Thinking that he hadn't seen Nangong Yurou for several days, he glanced at the long sword that was swaying and floating in the air, and said softly: "Humble sword." ”

With a whoosh, the flying sword, which finally had a name now, suddenly returned to its sheath, and it seemed that because the strength was not well grasped, several existing cracks on the scabbard cracked a little deeper.

Su Zhuo didn't see Nangong Yurou in the house, so he went directly to the back mountain, the second senior brother was concentrating on chewing the spiritual grass that he brought from nowhere, this stupid thing has really had a good time recently, not only accompanied by beauties, but Chongyunzi occasionally threw him some precious mountain delicacies, that is, his personal disciple has never had such treatment, and now he is getting more and more blessed, and the naked eye can see that he has gained a lot of weight, Su Zhuo swept around, and found that Nangong Yurou had planted the peach blossom tree, but there was no trace of the person, Thinking that he probably went to Shizun, he didn't refine the flying sword that he was satisfied with, but now seeing that this flower pig didn't even mean to say hello to himself, Su Zhuo asked angrily: "What about your senior sister?" ”

The second senior brother ignored him, glanced at him, and continued to nibble on the spirit grass, but he was really not afraid of life, and understood that Su Zhuotie would not compete with it for food, and now he had a fearless face.

Su Zhuo was happy, squatted down and looked at it, suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Second Senior Brother, I see that this spiritual object in your mouth should almost be finished, and you will have to find it in a while, why don't I take you to have a big meal, just let us stop by." ”

The second senior brother's eyes lit up, but he probably understood that Su Zhuo, this kid, had too many ghost ideas, and he really couldn't prevent it, so he snorted coldly and continued to concentrate on gnawing grass.

Su Zhuo said earnestly: "If you can't go to the cave heaven and blessed land of Immortal Mountain, you won't be able to eat all the spiritual grass in the mountain when the time comes." ”

The second senior brother stood still.

Su Zhuo said bitterly: "There are a lot of mushrooms you like, and I will pick your favorite lion's mane mushroom for you when the time comes." ”

The second senior brother turned his head and continued to eat.

Su Zhuo, who boasted of being the most impatient, finally snorted coldly.

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Not long after, Su Zhuo had already found a straw rope tied to the neck of the second senior brother, and dragged this stupid thing out of Yuqing Peak, this guy was very tough, it took Su Zhuo's strength, right now Su Zhuo is panting, this stupid thing is snorting with an angry face, but he finally learned to be a little better, although he has a bad impression of Su Zhuo, but he can always let Su Zhuo take it away with a rope, the big gentlemen in the world are all eagle lackeys, and now Su Zhuo, the monk on the mountain, is walking a pig out of the mountain gate, I don't know if I see it, I'm afraid I'm going to laugh and laugh, and I laugh and scold a vassal elegance.

Rao was accustomed to seeing Su Zhuo's absurdity and grotesqueness, and several of his fellow disciples who saw him still couldn't help but show extremely strange looks, and remembered what had happened in the Refining Pavilion four days ago, and they all shook their heads, this senior brother who was in charge of the family was really not a mortal.

Su Zhuo's face has never been thin, and he has been quiet all the way, and after pulling the second senior brother through a few spiritual peaks, he muttered to himself: "Now that the master respects his old man, the Taiyin Sect of the Purple Immortal Sect has really learned a lot. ”

The second senior brother was very dissatisfied and shouted, this stupid thing said no, but in his heart he was still very worried about the so-called feast that Su Zhuo had just said.

Su Zhuo squinted at the mountain not far ahead, and chuckled, "Don't worry, it's coming soon." ”