A day later, the light of dawn leaked out on the edge of the eastern mountain......

In a guest room, Mu Yuan sat on the bed, and after drinking the half jar of fruit berry wine that he had owned in Xiaodong Mansion, he spent a whole night, and at this time the refining had just been completed.

When he opened his eyes, his essence flashed, like a few bolts of lightning, very sharp.

"I didn't expect these fruit berry wines to have such a miraculous effect!"

Mu Yuan was pleasantly surprised, in less than a day, his cultivation was in the early stage of the Qi Gathering Stage, directly crossing the middle stage of Qi Gathering Stage, entering the late stage of Qi Gathering Stage, and infinitely approaching the condensation stage.

In other words, there was only one-tenth of the space left in the furnace in his body, and the aura gathered was about to overflow.

At the same time, he noticed that his divine soul seemed to have grown a lot, and his previous sensing power only vaguely allowed him to know some subtle movements within a radius of more than two hundred meters.

Now, he not only perceives the buzzing of some bees in a radius of more than 600 meters driving the two pairs of wings in the process of collecting honey, and a few fish bouncing in the muddy shallow depression on the edge of the river.

He even heard a living insect next to a stump of a swarm of ants struggling in an inaudible way.

It was as if he had two pairs of invisible eyes and ears, and could see and smell the sights and animals that could move or be passive within a radius of more than 500 meters.

According to what he understood, this was the kind of perception that would only appear after a monk's realm had grown to a certain extent.

That is, the divine consciousness that practitioners often talk about, when it is strong to a certain extent, it will also condense a divine thought that is empty but similar to itself.

You must know that a cultivator can possess divine consciousness, and his cultivation usually appears only after he has entered the stage of incarnation.

And Mu Yuan, who had just entered the late stage of the Qi Gathering Stage, was obviously an exception!

"Huh?"

After cleaning up his excited mood, Mu Yuan was thinking about whether to open the jar of thousand-year-old fruit berry wine that the golden-robed young man gave him, and then drink two or three bowls of it to continue refining its magical effect, so that he could overflow the spiritual energy in the furnace and break through the cultivation of entering the condensation stage in the late stage of the Qi Gathering Stage, but at this time, he noticed that the little black sword stored in the storage ring was black and rusty.

Mu Yuan took out the little black sword from the storage ring and held it in his hand, and at that moment, it was radiant, blue and dazzling, and the scene was very weird!

After a long time, the blue light was restrained, only faintly appearing in the body of the little black sword, and trembled slightly on Mu Yuan's hand a few times, and then slowly left his hand, hanging in the air and stopping in front of him about three feet away.

Immediately afterwards, something even more strange happened that made Mu Yuan feel weird.

I saw that from the body of the small black sword, layers of black rusty iron flakes fell into the ground, revealing a miniature small sword with a bright blue light on the sword body.

Mu Yuan was very curious, he stretched out his hand to take down this small sword to check on it, but unexpectedly, the small sword turned around the sword body, and his hand unfortunately touched the sharp blade like this, and suddenly the skin broke and blood came out, the red light flashed, and a small blood flow, like a stream of water, rushed directly into the sword body.

Seeing and feeling all this, Mu Yuan hurriedly wanted to withdraw that hand, but he was trapped in some kind of restraint and couldn't break free from it with all his might.

After a long time, the little sword stopped sucking the blood in Yun Muyuan's hand, and at this time, its entire sword body had turned purple, and it felt very enchanting and a little weird.

Mu Yuan's face turned pale, and he felt that the whole person had collapsed a lot, "Damn, what kind of sword is this?" Will absorb the essence and blood of Lao Tzu! ”

Suddenly, his eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief and disbelief......

Then, he was very anxious, clutching his abdomen, and muttering to himself, "It's over, it's over, I'm going to be finished now!" ”

At that moment, he witnessed the enchanting purple sword that hung in the air and sucked his essence blood, and in a flash of purple light, it submerged into his abdomen, and now it was precipitated in his furnace ding!

What made him even worse was that the purple little sword not only absorbed his previous essence blood, but now it was also absorbing the aura in his furnace.

Fortunately, the purple sword was not as greedy as Mu Yuan imagined, and it only absorbed a small half of the spiritual energy in the tripod in Mu Yuan's internal furnace.

"Damn, Lao Tzu finally broke through his cultivation to the late stage of the Qi Gathering Stage, I thought I could go to a mountain forest to practice the flying of the Imperial Object, but now I was sucked by you like this, and I actually fell back to the middle stage of the Qi Gathering Stage!"

Mu Yuan let out a low roar on the bed, and then shouted in a suppressed voice to his abdomen, "You come out, you come out quickly, you hurry up and give Lao Tzu out!" ”

Mu Yuan collapsed a little, and finally his limbs were weak, and the whole person lay on the bed obliquely, looking at the roof beam, his eyes were in a trance, and he pondered what the purple sword was.

"Huh?"

At this time, he could vaguely sense the aura emanating from the small purple sword, and the feeling was very close, and this feeling became stronger and stronger.

And in the back, it was as intimate as a piece of flesh on his own.

"Isn't this the natal artifact that the master said before?"

Mu Yuan remembered that when he was a child, Chang An had told him about the natal magic weapon, and he knew what was going on with the intimate relationship between the purple sword and him.

But he was still a little puzzled, after all, the natal weapon had to be nourished with essence blood for a long time before it could reach the spiritual body.

And the purple little sword had only just absorbed his essence blood for about half an hour, and it was only after reaching the Huachen level that it could cultivate such a spiritual natal weapon.

According to the existing spirituality of the purple sword, Mu Yuan estimated that it had crossed the realm of chaos and entered the period of the realm of enlightenment, that is to say, its current spiritual consciousness was almost the same as that of a baby, and it was in the stage of the beginning of wisdom.

"Could it be that my essence and blood are extraordinary?"

Thinking of why the golden giant snake could see the bloodline between him and his mother at a glance in the Rock Cave Mansion, Mu Yuan guessed that the purple sword could be like this, and it was probably related to his bloodline.

Mu Yuan simply stopped dwelling on this issue, he got up and sat down on a stool in front of the table, and began to concentrate on using his divine sense to probe the purple sword and lure it out.

The small purple sword hung quietly in the air, horizontal in front of Mu Yuan, exuding a trace of purple qi, entangled between the sword body.

Mu Yuan smiled slightly, looking at it with a bit of intimacy, thinking that it was still in the stage of enlightenment and could not move freely independently, he used his divine sense to guide it to fly around in this guest room.

After Mu Yuan became familiar with the purple sword, he thought that since this natal weapon could become smaller, it might also become bigger, right?

So, with a tentative tone, he asked it, "Will you transform?" For example, to be so tall and mighty as Lao Tzu. ”

As soon as Mu Yuan finished speaking, the small purple sword shook violently a few times, and suddenly the purple light flashed, and a tall purple sword body that almost broke through the roof beams and tiles appeared in front of Mu Yuan, erected and occupied the square wooden table.

Immediately after, "Click! With a bang, the entire square wooden table immediately cracked and fell apart, and Mu Yuan couldn't retreat and was knocked to the floor by the stool, quite embarrassed.

Immediately after, "Boom! With a thud, a tall sword slammed down on the floor, and several cracks had already cracked underneath the floor.

Early in the morning, the shopkeeper, who was cleaning downstairs, was wiping the table with a rag in his hand, and was suddenly startled, as if the house was about to collapse.

Mu Yuan was also taken aback by the "transformation" of the purple sword, and let it change back to its original size, muttering, "From now on, you will call it the little purple flying sword!" ”

Sensing that someone was approaching his room, Mu Yuan let the little purple flying sword enter the furnace in his body.

After a while, the sound of the shopkeeper knocking on the door sounded outside the door, and asked Mu Yuanfang what happened.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I was walking carelessly and fell on that table. However, the house equipment and utensils of your store are too much! ”

Mu Yuan threw two pieces of gold to the shopkeeper, and under the gaze of the shopkeeper as if he saw a monster, he walked to the stairs......

After eating and drinking, Mu Yuan went upstairs to Yan Ling'er's room and gave her a jade bowl of thousand-year-old fruit berry wine, so that she could recover the aura that she had lost from treating the old woman's internal injuries yesterday.

After saying goodbye to Yan Ling'er, Mu Yuan walked out of this restaurant and walked on the street, he was going to go to Panlong Town, and then find an inaccessible place, wanting to test the little purple flying sword, and wanted to try whether the sword could fly.

The red sun in the east hung diagonally in the air, radiating a warm glow, shining on the vibrant earth below.

In the Liu family's mansion in the first district of Shangxi Street, Panlong Town, in a luxurious and spacious living room with golden decorations, Liu Dabao sat on a wooden wheelchair with his feet empty, his head tilted against the beam, and he was calling his father and mother, and his voice was very sad.

In front of him stood a man in brocade about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with his back to Liu Dabi, his hands clenched and making a clicking sound.

The man in brocade is Liu Dabi's only brother - Liu Xiaobin. He only received Liu Dabi's letter in the sect last night, and rushed back to the Liu family's mansion overnight.

In addition to his two brothers in the living room, there is also a middle-aged man who is painting portraits on the desk, and there are two portraits painted by him, which are quite similar to Mu Yuan and Yan Ling'er.

"Is it finished?"

At this time, Liu Xiaobin, who had been waiting for the portrait for a long time, asked the painter impatiently.

"I'll take it to Childe after it's drawn."

After the painter put down the brush, he hurriedly picked up the portrait he had just drawn, and walked quickly towards Liu Xiaobin respectfully......

There is a prosperous street in the town, with a lot of traffic, people coming and going, endlessly, and it is very lively.

On this street, Mu Yuan, who had already walked more than half the way, not far in front of him, met him, there were three young men with swords, except for a brocade boy with a red and swollen face like a pig's head, the rest of them were all dressed in white, heroic, quite handsome and chic.

"Boy, where are you going? And where are those two guys? Especially the ugly woman who dresses as a man? ”

Yi Qianxun was the first to ask about Mu Yuan, his tone was a little gritted his teeth, he walked out of the ten-mile mountain range of Panlong Mountain early in the morning, just arrived in this town to find the residence of Mu Yuan and a few people, and wanted to report the shame of being splashed with chili powder and beaten by Yan Ling'er a few days ago, and almost losing his life.