Volume 3 The Strongest Sword Slave Chapter 92

Kou Shan got up from the ground, and Zeng Hou Yi's palm just now injured him a lot.

"Sure enough, now I am not afraid to face ordinary cultivators in the Transformation God Realm, but in the face of the leaders in the Transformation God Realm, I may still not be an opponent. After this fight, he has a clearer idea of his own strength.

"I lost. Kou Shan opened his mouth and said, because of the injuries in his body at this time, he was no longer able to use his spiritual power, and with his physical body alone, he was no longer able to fight Zeng Hou Yi.

Zeng Hou Yi took a long breath and looked at Kou Shan: "Your strength is really beyond my imagination, I can't believe it, you are just a monk of the Spirit Fusion Realm." If you're on the same level as me, I'm afraid I won't be your opponent. ”

"Defeat is defeat, there is no excuse. When fighting with others, if the opponent's cultivation is stronger than his own, is it necessary for the opponent to surrender his cultivation to fight with himself? What are the refining stones you just mentioned?" Kou Shan asked.

When Zeng Houyi heard Kou Shan's words, he couldn't help but have some good feelings towards him, and said: "Under the Sword Casting Peak, in the Golden Stone Cave, there will be disciples who will transport raw ore from other ore veins every day, and the stone refining is to remove the impurities of these raw ores, and extract useful minerals from them, which can be used to forge tools. ”

Kou Shan asked, "What kind of refining method?"

Zeng Houyi said: "When you go to the Golden Stone Cave, naturally there are disciples who teach you how to refine. ”

"Okay, starting tomorrow, I'll go to the Golden Stone Cave to refine stones. A thousand pounds of useful minerals are refined every day, right?"

Zeng Hou Yi hesitated for a moment, after coming into contact with Kou Shan, his impression of Kou Shan was not bad, this thousand catties, for a monk in the Spirit Fusion Realm, was too difficult, and it might make him have no time to cultivate for a year, which made him hesitate.

Kou Shan saw Zeng Houyi hesitate and said, "Why, isn't a thousand catties enough? ”

Zeng Houyi looked at him with a strange face and said, "No, it's enough, it's a thousand catties." ”

Since he had already agreed with him in front of all his junior disciples, even if he couldn't bear it at this time, he couldn't regret it in public.

After speaking, he left Qingjing Valley with a group of Sword Casting Peak disciples.

Bai Leng came to Kou Shan's side and gently raised his right hand, only to see that Kou Shan's right hand was drenched in blood, and his finger bones were almost crushed by Zeng Hou Yi's hand.

Bai Leng sent out his soft spiritual power, wrapped Kou Shan's fist, and healed him.

Outside the valley, Mo Yan, who heard the news, arrived and saw Bai Leng holding Kou Shan's arm.

"Brother Kou, are you alright? ”

"It's just a little bit of a right hand injury, it's not a big deal. ”

On the way here, Mo Yan saw the departing Sword Casting Peak disciples, and was happy to see that they didn't have the joy of finding the field, and he didn't dare to ask them about the results.

He couldn't help but have a ridiculous thought in his heart, could it be that Kou Shan had even beaten Zeng Hou Yi, the senior brother of Sword Casting Peak?

At this time, when he saw Kou Shan, he asked, "Did you and Senior Brother Zeng do it?"

"Hmm. ”

Mo Yan swallowed his saliva and asked, "What is the result?"

Kou Shan touched his nose with his left hand: "I'm defeated." ”

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that things were not so outrageous.

"When I came, when I saw the disciples of Sword Casting Peak, their expressions were a little strange, and I thought Senior Brother Zeng had been defeated. ”

"By the way, where is Sword Forging Peak?" Kou Shan asked.

Mo Yan was taken aback: "You...... You're not trying to get back on the field, are you?"

Kou Shan shook his head: "Not for the time being, I told that person named Zeng Hou Yi, if I lose, I will get the Golden Stone Cave under the Sword Casting Peak to refine stones for them for a year." ”

Mo Yan said: "I see, I'll take you there tomorrow." This stone refining is quite a hard job. ”

Bai Leng interjected and asked, "What's the hard work?"

"To refine the original stone, you need to use spiritual power to urge the smelting furnace, which consumes spiritual power very much, and ordinary disciples in the early stage of Linghe will exhaust almost all of their spiritual power if they refine the most commonly used dark iron ore. What is the daily refining weight they give you?"

Kou Shan said: "One thousand catties." ”

"What?!a thousand catties!" Mo Yan said loudly.

"What's wrong? a lot?" asked Koshan.

"It's more than that, it's outrageous. Mo Yan said indignantly, "Even a disciple of the Spirit Fusion Realm who is perfect, even if he is only refining the most basic Xuantian ore, may not be able to complete such a large amount in one day. ”

Bai Leng was still holding Kou Shan's hand, and the gentle spiritual power wrapped his right fist, she looked at Kou Shan's face: "I'll help you refine." ”

Kou Shan turned his head and smiled at her: "No need, I'll try it tomorrow, if it really can't be done, I'll ask you for help." ”

Bai Leng nodded lightly and continued to treat the injury on Kou Shan's right hand.

Mo Yan took out a black bottle from his storage bag, the size of a palm, and handed it to Kou Shan: "This is the Rejuvenation Pill, after your spiritual power is consumed, you can use this to quickly recover your spiritual power." I'll go find some Dan Sect Master brothers who have a good relationship with me, and help you find some elixirs to restore your spiritual power, and I'll hand them over to you tomorrow. ”

Mo Yan always felt that he had some responsibility for Kou Shan to become a sword slave of the Heavenly Fire Sect.

Regarding Kou Shan's refusal to join the Heavenly Fire Sect that day, he was not like other disciples, and he felt that Kou Shan was deliberately losing the face of the Heavenly Fire Sect.

Although it was only a short time to get along, he knew that Kou Shan was just not sophisticated.

That's why he cares so much about Kou Shan.

Kou Shan took the bottle, thanked him, heard him mention Danzong, remembered the woman named Yun Qixiao yesterday, and asked, "Do you know a woman named Yun Qixiao in Danzong?"

Mo Yan said with some surprise: "Oh, Brother Kou knows Senior Sister Yun?"

Kou Shan told him about Yun Yanxiao asking him to try the pill yesterday, and Mo Yan said: "This is very good, if you know Senior Sister Yun, there must be a lot of Danzong disciples who are willing to fund your pill." ”

Kou Shan was puzzled: "Why is this?"

Mo Yan said: "Senior Sister Yun Xiaoyun is the daughter of Yun Hua Zhenren, the master of the Dan Sect, she is twenty years old, not only gentle and beautiful, but also has excellent cultivation and alchemy talents, and everyone can be said to take care of her in Danfeng. ”

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After Mo Yan left, the wound on Kou Shan's right hand was constantly nourished by Bai Leng's spiritual power, the external injury had healed, and the broken bone had been connected.

"You can't hurt this hand lately. Baileng admonished.

Kou Shan nodded yes and went back to the house to practice.

At night, the bright moon hung high, the bright moonlight sprinkled into the valley, and outside the stone house where Kou Shan was located, a figure that seemed to be empty floated out of the ground.

The man was dressed in black, and his face was covered with a black veil, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

The man in black glanced up at the stone roof.

On the stone roof where Koushan stood, the kitten was sleeping in its big furry tail.

As if suddenly sensing something, the kitten looked up and glanced down at the house, but saw nothing, yawned, and fell asleep again.

"What an alert little thing. In the shadows behind the house, a silhouette of a figure loomed.

The man in black sensed the scene inside the house in the shadows, and inside the house, Kou Shan closed his eyes and stared, sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, meditating and cultivating, surrounded by red spiritual power.

The man in black seemed to be relieved and blended into the wall behind the house.