The sword qi was suddenly led down by Qi Le, as if with the power of ten thousand jun, it penetrated into Qi Le's body in the blink of an eye, and there was no trace of hindrance in Qi Le's body!

The three-grade spell sword method, this is the strongest spell that Qi Le can think of now, it was taught to him by Mu Hongyu in his previous life, and it belongs to the secret of the Northern Hell Temple. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Ancient Cangshen Sword above the Nine Heavens contains supreme power, its sword aura is shocking, and there is a vast spiritual power in each path. But this spiritual power is extremely violent, ordinary monks can only watch, and they can't use it at all, because if they directly attract the sword qi into the body, then they will immediately be cut apart by the terrifying sword qi, and their bodies will die.

Qi Le was taking an adventure, using the cultivation of the eighth grade of the Kaiyuan Realm to forcibly devour the ancient Cang sword qi, roll the sword spirit, and promote the operation of the meridians in the body, so as to strive to break through to the second-grade spirit sculptor.

If he can become a second-grade spirit sculptor, then Qi Le's situation will be completely different, with this identity, Qi Le can go to the Nine Immortal Pavilion and exchange for high-level magic weapons.

The sword was extremely powerful, ignoring Qi Le's defenses at all, and wandering along Qi Le's meridians.

Blood oozed from the corners of Qi Le's mouth, desperately pushing the swirl of the sea of qi, the breath of the whole person sometimes climbed, sometimes low, and the qi and blood sometimes dried up, sometimes vigorous.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Qi Le's face turned a little pale, and his eyes became even more solemn, he just urged the sword drawing technique, and attracted a trace of sword qi, it was already terrifying!

Can't give up!

Qi Le gritted his teeth and insisted, this sword qi, he had to refine it, and constantly recited the spirit shaping technique, and a divine ring began to rotate from the top of Qi Le's head, circling the whole person for a week, and for another week.

Blood oozed from Qi Le's body, and his face was even darker.

"Refine Lao Tzu!"

The sea of qi swirled again, and suddenly, a crisp breaking sound came out, and a majestic spiritual power suddenly rushed into Qi Le's sea of qi, Qi Le's eyes were bright, and he could clearly see the particles flowing in the air.

Discerning, this is the sign of the second-grade spirit sculptor.

After rectifying his breathing, Qi Le entered a deep meditation, and after two hours, Qi Le finally completely digested this trace of sword qi.

"This compass ......" picked up the compass in front of him, which had become a waste product, Qi Le closed his eyes and felt the spiritual power structure inside.

This compass was originally a second-grade magic weapon, and the spiritual power in it was very complicated, even if a first-grade spirit sculptor saw it, it would have a big head, but at this moment, in front of Qi Le, it had no secrets.

Qi Le raised his hand a little, and a blue light appeared on his fingertips. This is a special spiritual power that can only be possessed by second-grade spirit sculptors and above, named Qingxi.

The spirit sculptor relied on Qingxi to change the structure of the spiritual power in the magic weapon elixir, so as to improve the grade of the magic weapon elixir.

In this world, there are many Dan Masters and Refiners, but there are very few Spirit Shaping Masters.

According to Qi Le's previous life, Dan Master and Refiner are workers, while Spirit Shaper is a senior technician. The Spirit Shaper can do what the Dan Master and the Refiner can do, but the Dan Master and the Refiner can't be the Spirit Shaper.

Qing Xi poured into the compass along Qi Le's fingertips, in his previous life, Qi Le, as a six-grade spirit sculptor, had handled countless high-level magic weapons, so although he was reborn and returned, the specific spiritual power cross-linking in his mind had long been forgotten, but his vision was still there, and at this moment, with Qing Xi's influx, Qi Le could instinctively see that the hook of spiritual power in some places in this second-grade magic weapon was absolutely unreasonable.

Although the idea is not very thorough, Qi Le knows that there are some places that should not be so colluded.

Qi Le urged Qing Xi to correct what he thought was wrong.

With such a change, it was a full half a day, Qi Le was sweating profusely, his mental consumption was extremely great, and he was about to collapse, which was more tiring than a life and death battle.

This is also the reason why high-level spirit shapers are rare, and their requirements for spiritual power are too high.

Holding this compass that had been modified, the corners of Qi Le's mouth also hooked up a smile, and now this compass should already be a third grade.

Holding the compass, Qi Le went straight to the Nine Immortals Pavilion, and when he left, he didn't forget to ask Xiao Qi to clean the room, Xiao Qi looked at Qi Le's big smiling face, and couldn't help but be stupid for a while.

From a distance, the Nine Immortals Pavilion is cold, and up close, the Nine Immortals Pavilion is tall and magnificent.

Qi Le, who was wrapped in a black dress and a Taoist hat, stepped in slowly, and was immediately greeted by a beautiful girl in a red dress.

The hall was huge, and at the moment there were more than a dozen monks of different cultivation levels trading.

"May I ask what this fellow Daoist needs?" The girl chuckled, her eyes flowed, seductive, and the crystal texture wrapped in the light veil loomed, which was very seductive.

"I'm going to sell a magic artifact." Qi Le said calmly.

"Please follow me."

Bypassing the lobby, Qi Le came to a small room, the girl led Qi Le here and left, Qi Le sat in his seat, and an old man in a gray robe strolled in.

"Dare to ask Dao Friends how many magic weapons are sold?" The old man was expressionless and straight to the point.

Qi Le took out the compass, put it in front of the old man, and said, "I picked it up in a ruin a few days ago, and I don't know how many products it is, please identify it from the shopkeeper." ”

This compass, two palm-sized, black, with several warp and weft lines linked to each other, looks very ordinary, and it doesn't seem to be any different from the second-grade compass sold outside the Nine Immortal Pavilion at the moment.

The old man remained silent, picked up the compass with his right hand, and poured a trace of spiritual power around his fingertips. His pupils immediately shrank, as if he couldn't believe it, holding the compass in both hands, and the spiritual power of the ten fingers was poured into it together, as if the old monk was in a trance, and in his eyes, there was only this compass left at this moment.

Qi Le drank tea quietly, without a trace of anxiety.

After a cup of tea, the old man put down the compass and said to Qi Le with a solemn face: "Fellow Daoist, wait a minute, the old man's cultivation is low, and he can't see what grade this magic weapon is, so let the old man call the big master." ”

The old man stood up, his body was still a little trembling, he had been in the Nine Immortal Pavilion for more than thirty years, and he had handled countless magic weapons, and he could almost see the magic weapons within the third grade, but in the face of this magic weapon, he didn't even have the slightest place to start, and the hook of its inner spiritual power was too perfect, with his eyes, he couldn't see that it was flawed!

What kind of artifact is this?

Looking at the old man who had changed color, Qi Le was also a little surprised in his heart, could it be that he lost his hand this time and messed up this compass? It shouldn't be.

After a long while, the old man's voice finally came from outside the house: "Big boss, that compass is really unusual, and the old man can't see its flaws at all." ”

"Really?" This is a beautiful female voice, "A magic weapon that you can't even see through Qian Lao...... That's kind of interesting. ”

The voice got closer and closer, the door was pushed open, and Qi Le's pupils were immediately filled with a long fiery red dress.

This is a woman with a very beautiful appearance, and she is Su Qiaoqiao, the ruler of the Nine Immortals Pavilion.

Su Qiaoqiao sat opposite Qi Le, and at first glance he didn't look at the compass on the table, but stared at Qi Le, and he didn't speak, just looked at it, as if he wanted to see through Qi Le under the hat.