seemed to see through Liu Yiyi's thoughts, and the gray-clothed ancestor said cheekily: "In the future, you will push all this on Lao Tzu, saying that this is the free bow that Lao Tzu gave you, if they are not convinced, let them come to Lao Tzu to ask for it." This is obvious, he is going to bully people for Liu Yiyi's sake.

When Liu Yiyi heard this, she couldn't hold back her laughter anymore and burst out laughing. However, she smiled, and a tear unconsciously shed from the corner of her eye, you must know that she was born as an orphan, and almost no one in Xuanzong cared about her except for the elders of Xuanzong. This gray-clothed ancestor made her regain a sense of family affection.

The impurities are too turbid.

Spirituality does not exist.

In the mixed dimensional space, Bao'er once again threw the two spirit weapons that had just been formed into the furnace and calcined them.

Every time you refine it, you will lose some materials, and the materials that could have been refined for more than a dozen spirit weapons are now used for less than two spirit weapons.

Bao'er wiped the sweat from the corner of her forehead vigorously, and squatted on the ground very tiredly, gasping for breath. The days and nights of refining had almost drained his physical energy.

If he hadn't always held on to the last glimmer of hope for success, he wouldn't have persevered to this point.

This time, he couldn't hold it anymore, and his slightly frustrated gaze swept over the two broken spiritual weapons.

Right now, if he loses some of these two fragmentary spirit weapons, there will be no more materials to support his cultivation.

The Confucian Patriarch had said that if he could not use the existing materials to refine the spirit weapon within the specified time, then he would lose the qualification to continue refining the weapon.

Bao'er didn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but she didn't have confidence in herself. After all, the current material can only support one trial at most, and if he fails, he will lose the opportunity forever.

When Bao'er thought of this, she felt even more weak, and simply lay down on her back.

Let your mind wander into self-exile, and no longer care about the control of any refining tools and spiritual fire.

Bao'er's mind also opened, if she really had no chance with inheriting the spirit treasure technique, then she would simply give up the cultivation of alchemy.

Such thoughts gradually took possession of Bao'er's heart, and coupled with the exhaustion of several days, he quickly fell asleep.

When he woke up, he suddenly realized a terrible consequence. That is, the two spiritual weapons in the furnace are still being refined, and if the fire cannot be controlled in time, then there will undoubtedly be two more refining materials.

Bao'er hurriedly turned over and jumped next to the mixed Yuan Ding, staring at the breath opening, and the whole person was stunned. I saw that in the reddish firelight, an incomparably pure crystal was born, its appearance was like a crystal stone, and there was a faint spiritual mist emitting from the flow. Seeing this scene, Bao'er could no longer suppress the excitement in her heart.

Could this be a condensing stone with a purity above the fifth grade?

If the condensation stone above the fifth grade is used to refine the weapon, the rate of condensing it into a second-grade refining tool is as high as ninety. There are also three products of the finished product.

This undoubtedly means that Bao'er can rely on this condensation stone to complete the postgraduate examination promulgated by the Confucian Patriarch.

Bao'er rubbed her eyes excitedly, for fear that she was dazzled and misunderstood. When he was completely confirmed, he trembled and took out the five-grade condensation stone, and with the purple mixed element flame, the five-grade condensation stone wandered around like a living creature in his palm. Bao'er's eyes also flashed with color again, and her mind was completely integrated into this alchemy.

At this moment, in a dark corner, the Confucian patriarch strode out, stroked his beard with one hand and said, "The children can be taught."

As soon as the words fell, a gray shadow also popped out of his mind, made a grimace at him, and dragged Liu Yiyi, who was originally in another time and space, behind him, to step in.

"You don't conform to the rules," the Confucian Patriarch said angrily with some displeasure when he saw someone coming.

"What rules, when did Lao Tzu talk about it, get out of the way, Lao Tzu has something to do with that little baby" The gray-clothed ancestor ignored the words of the Confucian ancestor at all, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he wanted to grab someone.

"Deceive people too much" The old man in the Confucian shirt pushed with his backhand, and he slapped the gray-clothed patriarch. Each of them took a few steps back from each other, which showed that the two of them were on equal footing, and they couldn't tell the difference between high and low at all.

"Sour Ding, do you dare to stop Lao Tzu?" It was obvious that the gray-clothed ancestor was a little annoyed, so he raised his arm and rushed over again.

"This is the rule, no one is allowed to easily trespass" The old man in the Confucian shirt was also very stubborn and refused to back down. In this way, the two fought each other together.

Liu Yiyi, who was standing on the side and fighting, was stunned. She didn't know who to help now, she had to know that they were all sentient beings of the Patriarch, and to put it bluntly, they were beating themselves. How could she favor anyone. Just when Liu Yiyi looked at the two of them in a dilemma, who knew that the gray-clothed ancestor shouted at her and said: "What are you doing in a daze, the little girl is still stunned, rush over and hand over the bow embryo to the little doll, he knows how to help you recover."

Hearing this, Liu Yiyi made up her mind, took a step forward, and rushed to the space where Bao'er, who was refining, was located.

Before she could jump out, her body was frozen by another white beam. Her whole person seemed to be incarnated into a stone statue, and she couldn't move an inch.

"Stinky Sour Ding, Lao Tzu fought with you" Seeing that Liu Yiyi's figure was blocked, the gray-clothed patriarch was furious, and the aperture in his hand rushed towards the Confucian ancestor.

This time, it was obvious that the gray-clothed ancestor was angry, and there was no mercy in his attack.

On the other hand, the Confucian Ancestor also seemed to use the same powerful spiritual skill, and the picture of the two of them fighting for life and death made Liu Yiyi stunned.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Liu Yiyi would never have believed that they were originally one person. In such a life-and-death fight, those who don't know will misunderstand what is the deep hatred between them.

Seeing that the two elders fought each other for a ridiculous reason, Liu Yiyi originally wanted to persuade him, but found that his breath was still imprisoned and he couldn't make a sound at all.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you?" Just when Liu Yiyi was worried about the two ancestors, Bao'er's cheap mouth popped out from the side. Liu Yiyi's eyes lit up, and she gestured to him.

Bao'er understood her thoughts very cleverly, and immediately reached out and patted her several times in a row, and then Liu Yiyi's breath was relaxed, and she regained her free body. It's just that she has recovered, and immediately waved her hand to give Bao'er a slap, and said angrily: "What did you just wipe around? Don't you know that unsealing only needs to be in the sea of qi and the mouth of the underworld? ”。

Bao'er was slapped by her for a moment, and then she reacted, and hurriedly apologized and said, "Senior sister, Bao'er really didn't mean to offend you, and I hope Senior Sister will forgive me." Bao Nu's distorted face almost burst into tears.

Liu Yiyi waved his hand casually, stopped him, and ordered: "This matter will be talked about later, for now, you must help me stop the two ancestors from continuing to fight, otherwise they will lose both."

After hearing this, Bao'er really saw clearly that the two people fighting on the opposite side turned out to be the lifelong appearance of the Patriarch.

"Why are they killing each other?" After looking at it for a long time, Bao'er also asked with a blank face.

"It's not because of you, if it weren't for the gray-clothed patriarch who came here to look for you, how could he have broken the rules of the Confucian ancestor" Liu Yiyi pointed at Bao'er's eyebrows.

"Me?" Bao'er defended innocently and said: "Senior sister, you are too high-spirited, they are all free ancestors, how can they fight each other for the sake of the youngest." Obviously, Bao'er doesn't believe in Liu Yiyi's very absurd reason.

"Believe it or not, in short, you have to find a way to stop them now, after all, this matter started because of you" Liu Yiyi seemed to be sure of Bao'er, and didn't give him a chance to shirk at all.

Bao'er shook her head with a depressed face, looked back at the two red-eyed old guys, and secretly sighed in her heart, the two of you are tens of thousands of years old combined, why are you still so angry. It's really worrying. Bao'er sighed, stepped away, and tried to get close to the battle circle.

But after a few steps, he stopped. He didn't want to die himself. Just now, I just rubbed the edge of the aura of the two elders against each other a little. His leg and foot were cut off with one piece of armor.

This aura is beyond what Bao'er can bear, and Bao'er doesn't want to die here so unknowingly.

Bao'er strode along the edge of the aura, hoping to find a way to crack it.

He acted like this, and soon provoked Liu Yiyi's anger, and she rushed over violently, and she didn't care about the murderous aura in the space.

Bao'er was shocked, and hurriedly pulled out the air, trying to stop Liu Yiyi before she stepped into the aura.

There was a loud bang.

Bao'er and Liu Yiyi were swept up by a stream of air and thrown back to the ground, and as the breath drifted away, the embarrassed image of the two gradually appeared.

Bao'er was naked, and there was almost no battle armor on her body, while Liu Yiyi, who was close to her skin, was a little better, and she still kept more than half of her battle armor, which showed that Bao'er protected her with her own body.

Looking at the two small ones on the ground, the ancestor in the Confucian shirt and the ancestor in gray smiled at each other.

"Sour and smelly ding, Lao Tzu won, give the money" As soon as the gray-clothed ancestor stretched out his hand, he went to dig out the pocket of the ancestor in the Confucian shirt.

"Hmph, take it, Confucianism has always said that counts" The ancestor of the Confucian shirt also leaned over and threw out a pair of gloves.

"This thing, Lao Tzu didn't ask for himself" As he spoke, the gray-clothed ancestor caught the glove, then observed it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he put it in his arms.

"Old ghost, don't say it, you are holding the Qiankun gloves for this little girl?" The Confucian Ancestor saw that the gloves were being carried into his arms by the gray-clothed Ancestor, and his cheeks twitched and questioned.

"So what? This Qiankun glove now belongs to Lao Tzu, who you want to give it to, it is also Lao Tzu's business, and it has nothing to do with your stinky sour Ding" The gray-clothed ancestor once again showed a rogue expression.

"You.... Do you know how much unnecessary trouble the Qiankun Glove will cause to her once she appears, do you think that with her current cultivation, she can protect this Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure? Obviously, the Confucian Ancestor still felt a little heartache about what he had just lost in a bet.

"Treasure Guard? You think too much stinky sour ding, Lao Tzu will put a seal on the Qiankun fist to make him look no different from ordinary things, as long as you don't provoke those hermit old ghosts, in this super plane, who else can resist her holding a jade bow and the power of an arrow shot by Qiankun's fist? The gray-clothed patriarch explained with extreme confidence, not caring at all about the embarrassed and embarrassed face of the Confucian ancestor on the other side.

"Even so, you shouldn't give her such a powerful combat power, it won't do her cultivation progress any good" The Confucian Ancestor obviously still refused to give up.

"Sour and smelly, isn't it just a Qiankun boxing glove? Why are you so obsessed, sour ding, don't you sense the breath coming from below? You must know that the plane calamity is irreversible, and you and I are in this free world and refuse to enter the world, so I can't say it, so I can only use the means of this girl and this black boy to eliminate this catastrophe."

When the Confucian Ancestor heard this, his originally tangled expression gradually became serious. He looked up at the void, and after a long time, he sighed: "Your old ghost seems to be cynical and playful, but your heart is extremely detached from things, and you can often see through the fog of events and see the complex essence, old ghost, the Confucian realm is not as good as you."

"Stinky sour ding, you don't use words to damage Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has always done things only based on preferences, without asking the reason, and not as profound as you say, in short, Lao Tzu is optimistic about this little girl, what do you like her to do?" The gray-clothed ancestor was full of scoundrels, and in an instant, the trace of respect on the face of the ancestor in the Confucian shirt disappeared into invisibility.

"Okay, if you insist on this, Confucianism will not obstruct it, but you break my rules, you can't forget it" The old man in the Confucian shirt turned his face and talked about the dispute just now.

"Stinky Sour Ding, are you satisfied with Lao Tzu's self-punishment for fifty years?" The gray-clothed ancestor was very blush, and he said a word, and the matter was resolved.

"In that case, you are yourself" The old man in the Confucian shirt was also slightly moved at this time, he didn't expect the gray-clothed ancestor to pay such a price. You must know that a lifelong self-punishment means self-imprisonment for fifty years. It was not just freedom, but a kind of consciousness seal, which was undoubtedly the most severe punishment for all beings.

When the Confucian Ancestor was shocked, the Gray-clothed Ancestor was indeed indifferent, and walked down towards the second elementary school step by step.

Staring at the disheveled appearance, the gray-clothed ancestor waved his hand and gave Bao Nu a slap, knocking him into the air.

Liu Yiyi was stunned and was about to step forward to distinguish, but was blocked by the gray-clothed ancestor waving his hand and said: "Remember the rules of the Xiaoyao Sect, if you are not husband and wife, you can't have any skin relatives."

The gray-clothed ancestor's extremely blunt words immediately made Liu Yiyi's face turn red. She subconsciously covered her chest, ready to turn around and run away. was beaten out by the gray-clothed ancestor with a backhand. However, in mid-air, Liu Yiyi's body began to flash with circles of purple light, and when she landed, she was already wearing a purple dress, which fit perfectly.

Look at Bao'er again, just like her at this time, she has an extra piece of light armor on her body. At this time, Liu Yiyi realized that the gray-clothed patriarch just now did not really want to hurt people, but to help them cover up the ugly things. Thinking of this, Liu Yiyi didn't have a grateful gaze towards the gray-clothed ancestor. But he didn't expect to be ridiculed by the gray-clothed ancestor: "Little girl, that kid is your lover, but it's a pity that a flower is inserted in the cow dung."

(End of chapter)