"Woo, how can it be, I asked the top ten masters of Tianfeng, even if I comprehend the artistic conception, it should be my senior sister who understands it first."

"Senior brother, you must have cheated."

On the way back, Fluttershy seems to be stimulated by Jingqing's increase in speed, and looks at the sky lines on his forehead with a resentful expression, and keeps muttering:

"Damn, after I go back, I must retreat, refine my qi to break through the ladder, comprehend the artistic conception as soon as possible, and step into the foundation, otherwise it will be too embarrassing."

Because he had just awakened, Jing Qing couldn't control the Tianwen freely, so he could only let it flash with a conspicuous divine light.

The virtual image of an Ouroboros snake rotates and swims in the sea of consciousness, threatening people.

The fourth sword rune was full of divine light.

In the divine light, countless characters collide with each other, forming a simple and clear, but traceless swordsmanship trajectory.

Although Jing Qing is now just reading casually, he has not invested in his thoughts.

But just from the profundity of those trajectory tables, we can know how mysterious and unfathomable the fourth chapter of this sword trick is, and contains indescribable truths.

Sitting on the flying feather goose, Jing Qing smiled when he heard this, and said, "How do I know that I was slashed by a senior brother and realized it." ”

"Which senior brother is so capable? can actually cut people to their senses. ”

Fluttershy stares at watery eyes, confused.

"Wang Chunshui."

Jing Qing touched his chest and chuckled, "That knife almost killed me." ”

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Chunshui, let me say, his Chunshui knife song is very famous, and among his peers, he has never been defeated."

Fluttershy is relieved.

"Spring Water Knife Song? It seems to be the same as his name. ”

Jing Qing couldn't help but be surprised.

"Well, some of the top cultivation methods in this world don't have names, so in the immortal cultivation world, they are named after the creators, for example, the Spring Water Sword Song was created by a monk named Liang Chunshui in Donglin 100,000 years ago."

"It is rumored that he broke into a big sect in Donglin at that time for some reason, slaughtered all the doors, sang loudly and went down to the catastrophe, and then disappeared, and was known as the master of swordsmanship by the world, and in the millions of years of history of Donglin, the sword skill is recognized as the third."

"The Fa he cultivated was his original creation, and no one knew his name, so he naturally called him by his name. The senior brother is extremely talented, and he heard that the sword song technique of cultivation is broken, and it requires great perseverance from cultivators to repair it, so he will change his name to Chunshui to clarify his intentions. ”

Jing Qing was silent.

Cultivation fragments, that is to say, no one to guide them, just groping for cultivation, cultivation is still the peak of their peers.

This kind of talent is really breathtaking.

Speaking of which, whether it is Wang Jun, Bai Lin, or Fluttershy, and Yulin, in terms of talent and talent, they are all more than 100 times higher than themselves, but they rely on the supernatural power of their left eye to manage, coupled with their hard work, they can barely compete with them.

Since he chose to embark on the road of cultivating immortals, he was impetuous and lax, and he had no chance with himself.

clenched his fists, and Jing Qing's eyes showed sharpness.

I am not yet sixteen, and I have a lot of time to hone myself and climb to the top.

Fluttershy's words were like a basin of cold water, instantly washing away some of the pride that Jing Qing had born after comprehending the sword intent, leaving behind a solid and stable Dao heart.

The dust in his heart was washed away, the mist in his soul dissipated, his soul was pure, and Jing Qing suddenly found that the spiritual power in his body was flowing a little faster.

"But these are all predecessors, familiar deeds, many people come to see when the immortal path enlightenment, junior brother, you don't know, it's strange."

Fluttershy deliberately leans over and looks at Jing Qing suspiciously.

"Hahaha, because I used to hate reading."

Unconsciously turning his head, Jing Qing wiped the cold sweat on his palms.

I don't blame myself, who made this body's memory so mutilated, and it's normal to miss something.

When they arrive at their own courtyard, Jingqing and Fluttershy share the harvest in the cave and take what they need.

The rest, there are no too precious things, directly thrown into the small shop opened by the sect, although the spar obtained is less, but it is convenient and fast, and it will not waste time.

With the Xuanmagnetic Spirit Iron Stone, Jing Qing went to the Instrument Crafting Hall.

The Vessel Hall is located on the west side of Wentian Peak, above a small volcano.

The spiritual veins of this mountain communicated with the earth fire, and only then did they enter the peak, and the heat wave was already coming.

Along the way, on the stove seat, some Tianmen monks who were learning to refine magic weapons sat in front of the furnace to refine, and from time to time there was a sound of weapons and magic weapons shattering for various reasons.

Striding all the way, Jing Qing soon came to the end of the Instrument Maker Hall, and ten small doors were opened on a flame crystal wall.

The small doors were basically closed, only one was open, and without hesitation, Jingqing walked in.

As soon as you enter, the ban opens, and the door closes instantly.

The refiner in the room looked to be only in his forties, handsome, with a white face and no beard, but he was bald, his clothes flashed with precious light, and he was staring at the sky stripes on his forehead with a look of surprise.

"The Spirit Sword can be denied here."

Jing Qing asked the refiners in the sect.

The refiner smiled when he heard this, with a faint sense of pride: "Of course you can, no matter what magic weapon you refine, I am the best among the refiners here." ”

"Well, how about helping me refine a sword weapon in this shape."

Jing Qing stepped forward and drew on the blank paper that had been prepared long ago.

A few minutes later, a sword blade with a narrow front and a wide back appeared on the paper, with fine and complex lines depicted on it, and the person who looked at it was dizzy.

"According to this shape, three and a half inches long, the blade of the sword is as thin as a cicada's wings, and the interior is hollow, to be able to fit into this Qingfeng sword, the material must be tempered perfectly, not to mention flawless, at least three times."

"Hmm, you're building a scabbard? It's weird. ”

The refiner glanced at the picture a few times, and said with a deep groan:

"Yes, it doesn't take me less effort to don't want the hilt, but this texture is complicated, and the price has to be added, eight thousand spars, the materials are your own, and after twenty-five days, you can get it."

Taking out the Xuanmagnetic Spirit Iron's Stone, Jing Qing shook his head and said:

"Twenty-five days is too long, as the chief refiner of the Artifact Palace, that's all he can do? In ten days, I produced 10,000 spars, and I was in a hurry to use them. ”

Scooping the Xuanmagnetic Spirit Iron Stone in his hand, the refiner's eyes lit up slightly, he thought for a while, shook his head and said: "This is the Xuanmagnetic Spirit Iron Stone Need, it belongs to the medium to upper spiritual need, and it is suitable for building spirit soldiers." ”

"However, the higher the spiritual needs, the more difficult it is to melt and refine, unless you find a flame that is more fierce than the earth fire here, ten days is impossible, unless you ......."

Jing Qing asked, "Unless what?" ”

"Unless you go to the back mountain and can find the charcoal essence, I can help you refine it in one day."

"Add two thousand crystals, and you can easily refine a high-grade storage bag, the capacity is much stronger than the inferior goods issued on your waist."

The refiner smiled and said: "The charcoal essence is a spiritual wood that has been alive for more than three thousand years, and after death, it is buried in the fire spirit vein for a hundred years before it is formed, if you are willing to go, I will also give you a picture book that records the appearance characteristics of the charcoal essence." ”

"Okay."

Jing Qing nodded, took the drawings, and turned to leave.