Gou Yu agreed to compete with Xing Tairan, but because the age gap between the two sides was too big, Xing Tairan did not have this old face to invite others to watch the battle, plus the injury he suffered at the bottom of the cliff was not completely healed, and after Gou Yu broke the formation at that time, it was really powerful to beat Li Pinghai away, and he was not completely sure that he could win Gou Yu, so this competition quietly started in the back mountain.

Xing Tairan sacrificed his natal magic weapon Xuantian Sword again, as soon as this sword came out, the temperature in the back mountain dropped by a few degrees, and he poured spiritual power into the sword body, and the sword body grew three feet long, braving the cold light, and it looked quite difficult to provoke.

The dog had a good time left, and the formation at the bottom of the cliff a few days ago almost used up the spiritual power stored in the early stage, and he had secretly eaten several Zhuyan fruits in the past few days before he could barely replenish some of them, and he wanted to find two more Xuanjing stones to suck it up.

"I'm going to attack." Xing Tairan drove the Xuantian Sword to float in the air, reminding the dog.

"Okay." The dog was left to calm his mind and prepare to concentrate on coping.

The Xuantian Sword floated above Xing Tairan's head, and it seemed that he didn't particularly control it, and a stream of sword qi emitted from the sword body, and the white light with a cold aura flew towards the dog left.

Gou Yu hurriedly gathered the spiritual power ball to face the sword qi, the sword qi and the spiritual power ball collided head-on, and with a golden sound, the two spells disappeared at the same time.

Xing Tairan didn't give Gou Yu a chance to breathe, one after another sword qi attacked quickly, Gou Yu unhurriedly gathered a few more spiritual power balls to dissolve the sword qi one by one, just after dissolving this wave of sword qi, the next wave of sword qi followed; This time, there was a lot more sword energy, and it was attacking the dog from all directions, there were many sword qi, and the dog had no time to gather so many spiritual power balls, so he had to gather a big one, jumped up by himself, threw the spiritual power ball down, and many sword qi arrived at the same time, all of which were cut on it.

A little bit of a skill! Xing Tairan saw that the dog was left to defuse the attack one by one, and felt that he had really received the right apprentice, and decided to try it with a new big move he had developed.

Xing Tairan poured a large amount of spiritual power into the Xuantian Sword, and the Xuantian Sword sword body grew rapidly, and after a while, it turned into a giant sword with a wide and more than a foot wide, falling from the sky with a suffocating hurricane, and slowly slashing towards the dog.

It seemed to others to be quite slow, but on the side of the attack, it was terrified, and the giant sword almost covered the sky and the sun, even if it was not forced, but the wind itself brought up would blow people to the ground. Gou Yu looked at the giant sword, carefully looking for flaws, but the giant sword was wide and thick, like an iron wall, and there were no flaws. Could it be that it can only be hard-hitting? Gou Yu glanced at Xing Tairan outside, but found that he seemed to be a little struggling, could it be that this attack needs to be operated continuously?

Seeing that he was about to lose, the dog didn't care so much, so he gathered a spiritual power ball and threw it to Xing Tairan, and gathered a large spiritual power ball, wanting to try to see if he could block this attack.

As soon as the spiritual power ball was gathered, the giant sword had already fallen on top of his head, and the cold wind blew the sand and rocks around him, and he could barely open his eyes, so he had to sacrifice the turtle shell and hide inside.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the giant sword to be cut down, but Xing Tairan collected the mana and walked over.

"Hey, hey! You lose. ”

"Master." The dog was willing to gamble and lose, bowed his head and listened carefully to Xing Tairan's teachings.

"Although the cultivation method of the magic weapon is developed by those spiritual cultivators who are not talented enough, as long as it is used properly, it doesn't matter if the spiritual power is a little lower than the spiritual cultivation, because the magic weapon will release the power of ** magic."

"Then why are there still so many spiritual cultivators, why don't they cultivate magic weapons?" The dog asked ignorantly.

"Ugh!" Xing Tairan paused: "Because we have different directions of cultivation, the purpose of spiritual cultivation is to cultivate immortals, and for the tribulator, the purer the person, the easier it is to cross the tribulation. ”

"Then don't you want to become immortals?" The dog asked the point ignorantly.

"Of course we want to become immortals, so we have to refine the natal magic weapon, and the natal magic weapon can be used to save lives when crossing the tribulation."

"However, Senior Sister Chen said that if the natal magic weapon is destroyed, that person will also be abolished!" Gou Yu continued to dismantle him ignorantly.

"You!" Xing Tairan was almost angry with him, but it was not easy to get angry when he saw his ignorant look, so he shook his sleeves and continued to guard his wife's spirit.

Gou Yu naturally followed behind him, and when he came to the mourning hall, Xing Tairan didn't know where to take out a large stack of books and throw them in front of Gou Yu: "When you finish reading these books, I will hand you something else." ”

"Oh!" The dog obediently picked up the book and read it seriously.

These books were all picked up from the imperial city, most of them recorded the folk customs and customs when the royal family was still there, and a few recorded the cold cultivation method, and Xing Tairan's self-created sword formation was realized from this pile of books.

Xing Tairan looked at Gou Yu reading seriously, and remembered how happy their family of three was when his son was young. The happy days are so short, and later because no one can successfully start the tribulation, everyone is disappointed in the way of cultivating immortals, and even the annual worship of those city lords is also dependent, and one or two towns are directly on the refining sect because of their wealth, and they are no longer worshipped. And the disciples are getting less and less year by year, and only a refining shop in Yunhang Town still supports the Danxia Sect.

Now, although because of someone's successful tribulation, the disciple has received more money, and he has received a genius who is not inferior to Dan Fengsheng, he is still worried. When he shot at Dan Fengsheng, he already felt the strength of Gou Yu, and when he was at the bottom of the cliff, he saw Gou Yu's full understanding and toughness, and later when he signed the master-apprentice soul contract, he actually vaguely saw Xuanwu's soul. Xuanwu is an ancient divine beast, and he has long been lost in the world, and if he is not a person who has read a lot of ancient books, he may not be able to recognize it.

Danmen was offended and died, and the Refining Weapon Sect had no disciples of its own, did the future of this Danxia Sect really focus on Yuan Zilong? By the way, the formation I saw at the bottom of the cliff last time seems to be very powerful, what is the use? It's worth looking into.

"Dog leftovers! Dog leftovers! Yuan Sanye leaned against the door and whispered to the dog.

"Sister! There you are. Gou Yu didn't want to read those boring books for a long time, and when he heard someone calling him, he saw that Yuan Sanye hurriedly threw away the books and jumped out of the mourning hall.

"I brought you a baby."

"I brought you a baby."

The two said in unison.

"What is it?"

"What is it?"

The two asked in unison.

"What a tacit understanding!" Elilian rolled her eyes, drifted into the mourning hall with a gust of wind, sat on the coffin of the sect master's wife, crossed Erlang's legs and said in a hooligan tone: "Don't talk about the past, otherwise it won't be today!" ”

"Shut up!" Yuan Sanye rolled his eyes and yelled at the mourning hall.

Xing Tairan, who was concentrating on studying the formation, was alarmed, and he glanced at Yuan Sanye dissatisfied, knowing that she should be talking to the female ghost, and following his eyes, the focus seemed to be above the lady's coffin. He opened his eyes and took a look, and sure enough, the female ghost was sitting on the coffin with Erlang's legs crossed, and her expression was very arrogant.

"Miss Yi." Xing Tairan silently warned himself in his heart to be calm, he must be calm, and he did a good job of psychological construction before continuing to say to Elilian: "There is a chair on the top, can you ask the girl to move?" ”

Elilian glanced at Xing Tairan, her eyes crossed her lips and she popped out two words arrogantly: "Don't move." ”