Therefore, he understood what Xuanwu meant, and he just used the same eyesight, hand, and observation power as a refiner to see, touch, play, and listen, and perceive the pride of this Longyang Sword.

With a flick, the sword body trembled slightly at first, and then it was suddenly a desperate shock in Zhong Xia's hands, and at the same time, a sound came from far and near, as if there was a dragon flying towards him in the distant sky, and the dragon was bathed in dragons, and he turned into a dragon yang sword with a long chant.

"Good sword!"

Zhong Xia's eyes widened, the creations of Canglin Daoist are all ingenious and unworked, back to basics, and there is no master-like atmosphere, which gives Zhong Xia a greater shock, and it actually leads to Long Wei!

"It's actually Long Wei, the master of this technique, I didn't even notice half a point in the whole process, today is really an eye-opener."

Sighing, Zhong Xia threw the sword back to Xuanwu, looking at his smug smile, his heart was full of waves, he didn't understand the world, for a person with a true temperament like Xuanwu, he was not stingy to praise and make friends, but for the villain's hypocritical and insidious people, Zhong Xia never wanted to be patient, and directly pulled the sword when necessary.

"You kid still has a bit of a posture, I didn't expect to see the mystery so quickly, and I'm about to be promoted to a senior trainer."

Xuanwu handed over the Longyang Sword to another disciple and told him to take it well, looking at Zhong Xia who was still calm when he was praised by himself, but he secretly sighed in his heart that the other party was indeed different from the ordinary cultivation of the "thief" Dao, and this calmness really had a bit of Taoist charm.

The master went to rest, but after the apprentice looked at his face, one came to Zhong Xia's side and asked, "Zhong Gongzi, if you want to repair the magic weapon, do you need this furnace?" ”

Zhong Xia shook his head and said, "No, it can be extinguished, and the two of you will turn on the dust and dirt removal array." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhong Xia stepped into the specially divided one-zhang square area, took out the fragments of the cold jade snow pattern knife in the cloth bag around his waist one by one, threw them into the air, and used his mana to stop it in the air.

Didn't care about other people's strange eyes. A true disciple doesn't even have a storage ring, which is really weird, but they don't know that Zhong Xia has been practicing since he started, in fact, it stands to reason that with his qualifications, he should be able to cultivate faster than Yuan Hui.

However, Zhong Xia also had lofty aspirations, learning the traditions of the Origin Demon Sect, and in those eight years, he learned the Nine Yao Xingchen Formula, the Spirit Sword Codex, the Life and Death Withering Glory Formula, and the Demon Dragon Technique. Confirm each other, take what is lacking and make up for it, add to what is surplus, and further improve each other.

Zhong Xia's goal is to start a sect, but he never completely wants to eat the old capital of the Xingchen Sect, but to take the Jiuyao Xingchen Recipe as the foundation, integrate what he has learned in his life, transform and innovate, and let him re-establish the Xingchen Sect. With his personal distinct imprint, this can be called his Star Sect.

The fragments of the Cold Jade Snow Pattern Knife floated in the air, and if Zhong Xia's own strength was still there, he would be able to cultivate the power of the majestic stars. Naturally, it was effortless to cast the Samadhi True Fire, but now that all the power was sealed, it could only spew out a mouthful of Demon Dragon Heart Flame, and began to forge the fragments of the Cold Jade Snow Pattern Knife.

Repair is better than refining a magic weapon from scratch. But it's much simpler, after melting the fragments of the cold jade snow pattern knife, and then use a repair knife made of thousand-year-old dark iron to cut out more than half of the thousand-year-old cold jade. Throw it into the demon dragon's heart flame, and sprinkle it with a handful of silver sand.

The process was relatively simple, and the time was reduced a lot, and after half a day, Zhong Xia's sword repair knife struck again, and re-engraved the Gangfeng Array and the Cold Ice Array along with its own existing formation memory.

At this point, Zhong Xia only carved it carefully, without any lines, it was a simple and unpretentious white long knife, and it was drawn with the knife to the scabbard on his waist, Zhong Xia did not stop the mana maintenance of the Demon Dragon Heart Flame.

He took out the snow-white spirit control ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and re-refined it with the remaining thousand-year-old cold jade and Gangyin sand, in addition to his own general beast spirit space array, Zhong Xia also carved it into it with the Xingchen Sect's unique star sand array.

Originally, it was just an empty and empty beast spirit space, and the rock armor dragon beast that was sleeping in the void suddenly appeared in its body, a piece of sand and a hundred zhang long and wide, composed of countless sand and stones shining with starlight, one zhang thick, like a square cake, and the shape of the sand made the rock armor dragon beast obviously like it, even if it was sleeping, it was also a happy thought to Zhong Xia.

This original white jade and snow-like spirit control ring was put back into the middle finger of his right hand by Zhong Xia at this time, but there was an extra circle of silver thin edges around its edge, and the surface was scattered with a little starlight, which was a little more mysterious and beautiful.

"Forgive me for being reckless, what kind of formation is Zhong Gongzi inscribed? How strange is it? ”

Xuanwu on the side didn't know when he came over, although he knew that this kind of question was not good for peers to ask, and it was forbidden by default, but the difference in identity, coupled with his hobby of refining, made Xuanwu still ask.

"It's a little bit of ancestral refining technique, and it doesn't enter the master's eyes." Zhong Xia nodded slightly.

Hearing the fuyan in the words, Xuanwu didn't ask in detail.

At this time, Jasmine also came back, after all, three days had passed, and Zhong Xia had never closed his eyes, although for immortal cultivators, this little fatigue was still within the scope of tolerance, but now it was not an urgent matter, so they said goodbye to Xuanwu, and the two left in a hurry.

The two went back to the inn, and after Zhong Xia rested all night, Jasmine dragged him up again the next morning.

"Hey, Jasmine, I'm in such a hurry, I've got to tell me what I'm going to do."

As soon as she left the city, Jasmine didn't hide her cultivation, and directly took out a small pink flying boat, pulled Zhong Xia on the flying boat, and flew straight towards the west.

Jasmine was manipulating the flying boat, listening to Zhong Xia's words, she tilted her head very cutely, and said, "Of course it's a robbery, I've inquired about the route in the past few days, now I'll go to the ambush first." ”

The atmosphere was like a sudden snowfall in June, Zhong Xia was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Jasmine had grown up from the Western Demon Domain that you fought for, but he had not completely forgotten the traces of life that he had in the Tianyuan Sect in the past.

"Who is the other party? I think you know that I'm not going to do anything to an innocent person. Zhong Xia was silent for a while, he has his principles, but he is forced by reality, and sometimes he needs to learn to compromise.

Jasmine sneered, her tone was a little disdainful, and mocked: "I didn't expect you to get rid of the brainwashing of the righteous path, don't worry, there are no businessmen in the world, but the backstage of that caravan is indeed evil, what it does is the slave trader's business, and we don't want to kill, as long as we subdue the strongest guards." ”

"Detailed plan." Since he didn't violate his own moral principles, Zhong Xia didn't have any psychological burden, and in this world, order was always made by the strong. (To be continued......)