Chinese New Year's Eve.

At noon, I accompanied my adoptive parents to have a reunion dinner in Sanlian Village, and rushed to the county seat in the evening to accompany my mother Mu Qin and sister Xiaolan to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and this day was extremely fulfilling.

At eight o'clock in the evening, while accompanying his mother to watch the Spring Festival Gala, he held his mobile phone and chatted with Lan Xiaoling on WeChat. When the New Year's bell rang, Mu Qin and Xiaolan went to sleep, and Jin Cheng quietly slipped out of the house.

He drove to the side of the mountain, parked the car on the side of the road, and after walking for more than ten minutes, he found a remote mountain col, and used his divine sense to scan the situation within a radius of 800 meters, and found no trace of others.

In the dark night, there was no starlight, the north wind was whistling, blowing pain on people's faces, Jin Cheng didn't realize it, Shi Shiran came to a boulder, took off the down jacket on his body, and stood in the cold wind in a single dress.

He sat down cross-legged, meditated first to gather his mind, and five minutes later, Jin Cheng raised his right hand, and a huge bronze tripod appeared in front of his head, and the bronze tripod hung in the air, slowly turning, exuding a cold light.

Just this morning, Jin Cheng received the last piece of Gengjing scattered in the blacksmith shop, and the Mu family cut the Gengjing into ten small pieces and put them in the blacksmith shops in nearby towns and counties, in order to catch the cultivators to take the bait.

Now these Gengjing have become Jin Cheng's trophies, and he only used the price of scrap iron to get ten pieces of Gengjing, with the meteorite from the sky auctioned at the Sega auction house in the capital, plus some precious metals that Yang Ziyi helped buy, now the materials for refining the flying sword are complete, and tonight is to refine the flying sword.

He first threw the ingredients into the furnace, then shot a ball of real fire, allowing them to slowly melt and fuse.

Under the refining of real fire, the material slowly removed impurities and became pure. Jin Cheng estimated that it would take about six hours to complete the refinement.

Six hours passed in a flash, the sky was gray, the col was foggy, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, and the visibility was still extremely low.

He began to carefully craft the sword embryo and then carve the formation. The depiction of the formation is a very critical step, the quality of the flying sword is closely related to the depiction of the formation, a senior refiner, must be a good formation mage.

Jin Cheng invested a lot of time in the study of the formation, and the spirit weapon jade pendant and bracelet he refined were all depicted with a rather complex spirit gathering array, and he was already familiar with the formation depiction on the flying sword, and the portrayal process was completed in one go, and soon reached the final sword stage.

Jin Cheng has a huge amount of true qi as a foundation, and the consumption of true qi from this refining weapon can still be withstood by him, but he feels a little mentally tired. But his eyes became more and more excited, he had worked so hard for so long, just for the last moment.

A crisp sound sounded, and a flying sword jumped out of the furnace, as if trying to break free from the shackles and soar into the sky. Jin Cheng immediately spurted out a mouthful of essence blood and completely sprinkled it on the flying sword, and the flying sword suddenly glowed red.

A flying sword that was more than a foot long and had a dark red body suspended in front of Jin Cheng's eyes, and the sword body emitted a soft red light.

Jin Cheng's heart moved, the flying sword fell on his right hand, and a feeling of blood connection spontaneously rose, and he absorbed his own essence blood just after refining, and this sword had already recognized its master.

Unexpectedly refined a high-grade flying sword, Jin Cheng also applauded his good luck. It's just that with his current cultivation, he can't fly with a sword, and can only be used as a weapon.

Jin Cheng waved the flying sword a few times casually, "Go", Liu Rui threw the flying sword into the air, and then used his mind to control the flying sword, the flying sword rotated in the air as he wanted, within fifty meters, he could freely control the flying sword to attack any point from any angle, and the speed was extremely fast and indestructible. Retracting the flying sword, Jin Cheng felt pride in his heart, and in the future, against the masters above the late stage of Shanghuajin, he could also control the opponent remotely, as long as he did not let the opponent get close, he could almost be invincible.

He turned the flying sword into a point of light, put it in his body, and put it into the dantian to warm up. This will improve the quality and spirituality of the flying sword, and if it is to be used, it can be summoned to kill enemies with a single thought. After the foundation building period, the flying sword can be changed to the size of a zhangxu, and the killing power is more powerful.

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, Jin Cheng had a secret conversation with his adoptive father Jin Changwen and told him about Mu Qin's return. Jin Changwen was very excited, and after some motivational struggles in his heart, he gave up going to the county seat to see Mu Qin, asked Jin Cheng for Mu Qin's phone number, and called to greet him when the opportunity was right.

Jin Cheng understands this, after all, Jin Changwen has reorganized the family and needs to be responsible for his current wife and daughter, and he will feel a little guilty of being a thief when he rashly goes to see his ex-wife, and he doesn't know Mu Qin's thoughts, so it is necessary to communicate and understand first, and then explain clearly to his current wife, and put things on the table, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

In the afternoon, Jin Cheng drove to a neighboring province to an address provided by his grandfather.

According to the information provided by his grandfather, Jin Cheng's biological father was named Jing Geshu, and after waiting for Mu Qin to no avail, he went abroad angrily, and has not been heard from since, only knowing that Jing Geshu's parents live in a small county town called Jiyang.

Later, Jin Cheng asked Qiao Liangong to help inquire, and learned that his grandparents had already passed away, and his father Jing Geshu was an only son, and for some reason, he never returned to China during the death of his parents. The funeral affairs of the two old men were handled by a cousin of Jing Geshu.

Jin Cheng traveled thousands of miles to worship his grandparents, his father failed to fulfill his filial piety in front of his grandparents' bed, and he should try his best to make up for his grandchildren, although there is not much practical significance, but after all, it is a heart, may the deceased rest in peace!

In the evening, Jin Cheng rested in the high-speed service area and rushed to Jiyang County the next morning.

Jiyang County looks slightly larger than Jichang County, the modernization process is higher, the transportation here is convenient, the population is dense, and the speed of the car drops sharply to 20 miles after entering the county.

The car passed through the city and arrived at the cemetery in the west of the city, because it was the Spring Festival, it coincided with the cold climate, and there were few people who swept the tomb. Jin Cheng took the offerings and flowers and walked up the stairs, his mood was a little heavy at the moment, he lowered his head and hurried all the way, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice calling him not far ahead.

"Jin Cheng, it's really you, how could you ...... What a coincidence! It was Jing Xingbo, deputy mayor of Jiyuan City, Donghu Province, who spoke, and behind him was Jing Qinqin.

"Hello Mayor Jing, hello Qin Qin, I didn't expect to meet here." Jin Cheng was also very surprised, he met these two acquaintances in a small county town in another province, which can only be said to be too fateful! Fortunately, everyone is familiar with each other, and in a certain way, it is a community of interests, or a firm alliance, otherwise he will suspect that the other party is following him.

"Jin Cheng, who are you here to pay tribute to?" Jing Qinqin asked curiously.

"My grandparents are buried here, I didn't know before, I'm here for the first time, I'm looking for the land, you guys are ......"

"Oh, let's pay homage to the two elders, in this way, you go and get busy first, Qin Qin and I are waiting for you in the tea restaurant at the foot of the mountain, how about having a meal together at noon?" Jing Xing Bodao.

"Okay, we'll see you later." Jin Cheng nodded and said with a smile.