Suddenly, a disciple outside the door came in and reported: "Elder Mu, Senior Brother Jianfeng Bufan asks to see you." ”

Outside the Refining Pavilion, Bu Fan has a copper sword in one hand, and the Taiyi Copper Essence in the other hand, after the notification, he entered the Refining Pavilion, Yu Heng gave the Taiyi Copper Essence to Yang Xiong before leaving, and Yang Xiong handed over Bu Fan to see this Mu Lingzi.

Mu Lingzi glanced at Bu Fan, and said with a little ill will: "You are Shang Yuan's new disciple, but the elder put the words first, the elder didn't have the leisure to help you refine the sword these days?"

Bu Fan bowed and said, "Elder Mu, I'm not here for myself. ”

"Oh!" Mu Lingzi said strangely, "That...... Huh?" Mu Lingzi recognized the bronze sword at a glance and said suspiciously: "Isn't this the bronze sword of Yu Heng's kid?" He begged the elder when he went down the mountain a few months ago, and he returned to the mountain so soon...... Isn't this Taiyi Copper Essence?" Mu Lingzi looked at the unsightly earthy brown ginger stone and exclaimed.

The green-clothed girl was also shocked and looked at Jiang Shi, Mu Lingzi stared at the sword on her wall, and scolded with a smile: "Why are you all such a great opportunity?"

The green-clothed girl smiled when she heard this, but Mu Lingzi was suddenly dissatisfied again: "Since that kid has returned to the mountain, why don't you come in person?"

Mu Lingzi said again: "You go back and tell that kid that the old man promised the little ancestor not to practice swords within this month, you tell that kid to wait!" Thinking of the little ancestor, Mu Lingzi also shook his head helplessly.

Bu Fan froze for a moment when he heard this, and said quietly: "Senior Brother Yu...... Poisonous...... I'm afraid it won't come again. Bu Fan's words were a little intermittent, and his emotions were extremely unstable.

Outside the Refining Pavilion, Bu Fan told Mu Lingzi, who had been in retreat for many days, about Yu Heng, and he retired, and Bu Fan couldn't help but think of Fu Wuxin's words.

The avenue is merciless!

In the Refining Pavilion, Mu Lingzi's eyes were a little stunned and a little indifferent, and he said to the green-clothed girl in catkins: "Zhao girl, you already know about this?"

The girl in green shook her head and said, "I've been in retreat for a few days. ”

Mu Lingzi stared at the dull copper sword and the Taiyi copper essence and let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Zhao girl, you step back first, the elder has refined the sword." ”

A secret room in the Refining Chamber.

On a black-veined ancient ding, I saw a silver flame the size of a baby wrapping the Taiyi copper essence shaped like ginger stone in the void, and the Taiyi copper essence was gradually melting into drops of earth-colored concentrated liquid under the silver flame, Mu Lingzi pointed at it from afar, only to see that the earth-colored concentrated liquid shot out and slowly merged into the sword groove.

In the past, when the first palm of the Dao Destroying Sect was traveling in the land of Mobei, he found an ancient cave by chance, and the ancient cave house only showed a black pattern of ancient tripods and a cloud of silver flames, and the cultivation of the first palm of the Dao Sect of the Extinction Sect could not help but palpitate, and later the first palm of the Dao Destroying Sect was named "The Flame of the Burning World" , The Flame of the Burning Realm is very rare, and it actually tossed the first master of the Destroying Dao Sect for several years before bringing the Flame of the Burning Realm from the Ancient Cave Mansion to the Yunding Palace, after thousands of years, several generations of the Nine Great Elders of the Refining Pavilion, the Flame of the Burning Realm seems to have a spirituality, and gradually does not resist.

Mu Lingzi said to Na Yinyan: "Little ancestor, the old man knows that he is embarrassed for you. ”

"Yike...... Yikes...... Ah............h

After a long time, the baby Yinyan said "ah" again, Mu Lingzi's face was happy, and then he said to himself: "Yu boy, the old man has refined the sword for you." He sighed for a long time.

Jian Feng, Yang Xiong returned from Pingfeng, the back mountain was faintly shadowed in front of the Heng tomb, Yang Xiong saw the person clearly, and he was not surprised, it was the first true biography of the Crack Peak Mingyuan Yi Qiu, at this time Yi Qiu looked at the low mound, and was also a little distracted, Yang Xiong put the bronze sword in front of the grave, Yi Qiu glanced at the bronze sword, and added a few points of loss, that is, he left without saying a word.

Yang Xiong bowed deeply to the grave again, and left for a long time.

The true transmission of the sword blade spread among the disciples of the new beginners, and the ordinary indifference among the elders made everyone shudder, and many people also remembered a sentence that has been widely circulated in the cultivation world since ancient times: "Those who cultivate the Tao are not sorry to die!"

Half a year passed quietly in the snap of his fingers, and the sound of the sword blade Cuizhu Forest Dao Dao Dragon groaned, only to see a cloud dragon mist swimming through the forest, Bu Fan shouted softly, and the cloud dragon turned into wisps of Dao power into Bu Fan's body, and Bu Fan smiled with satisfaction.

Yang Xiong finally retreated and practiced as in the past, Li Feng was also focused on his own body cultivation, Bu Fan glanced at Jian Feng again, everything in his eyes was so familiar, and so strange, there was one less person in the world, it was still as plain as water, and the world recognized the weakness of his body, or fear, or unyielding, or thousands of reasons, so he had the idea of seeking immortality, Bu Fan thought in his heart.

Savage, Northern Blood Temple.

A black-robed man wearing a mask respectfully knelt in the hall, and a thin old man looked at a wooden slip and said with a strange smile: "Ugly, interesting." ”

The black-robed man asked tentatively, "Lord Mu, then do we help or not?"

The thin old man seemed to be in a good mood, and asked rhetorically: "Help, why don't you help, this guy has given me a big gift." ”

The black-robed man hesitated a little and said, "It's just that this won't disrupt our previous arrangement." ”

"What's the matter, anyway, since that incident, the human race has long been very wary of my barbarian, and if this person is in harmony with my blood palace, he can easily destroy that family. "That thin old man doesn't care about the tunnel.

"However, is there any news from the lurking Blood Guard?" Mu Wuya asked again.

When the black-robed man heard this, he said, "My subordinates will investigate this matter." ”

"There's another show to watch, Truly. The wizened old monster laughed.

The black-robed man said again: "There is one more thing to tell Master Mu." ”

The black-robed man continued, "The people of the three elders are also ......."

Mu Wuya waved his hand, as if he already knew, and nodded, "It's okay." ”

A very small town in the middle of the Eastern Wilderness, Bailu Town.

Bailu Mountain is located three miles north of Bailu Town, at this moment in a deep cave in Bailu Mountain, a young man in white, his eyes are like a poisonous snake, vaguely seem to be a little excited, looking at a blood-colored magic circle on the cave, suddenly the black smoke gathered, and instantly condensed into a black-robed man, the black-robed man was extremely respectful, half-bowed outside the cave, the white-clothed young man said coldly: "What's wrong?"

The black guard said respectfully, "Lord Yin Si has a life. ”

The young man in white was taken aback, "Master, what is this?" The young man in white looked at the jade slip handed over by the black-robed man, and said with some surprise on his face.

"By the way, there is no news from the person who entered the secret realm?" After the young man in white understood, the jade in his hand was reduced to ashes.

"Still no news. "The black robe is humane.