"I've seen a few seniors. The kid was lucky not to die, because of the help of a certain senior, he climbed back from Huangquan Road. ”

Emperor Yunxiao saluted to the three Ancient Supremes on the throne in the main hall, and at the same time looked at these super beings who had a good relationship with the Qingxia Ancient Sect with the corner of his eye.

In the main hall, a red-haired supreme who had never spoken suddenly opened his eyes, and the mighty demonic qi flashed away, and it was actually an eternal giant of the demonic path.

"It's amazing! The bone age is no more than a hundred years, but he has already entered the level of the Yuheng wheel, and his qi and blood are even more prosperous, comparable to the cubs of the super divine beast, and the Qingxia Emperor Martial Emperor is worthy of his name!"

Di Yunxiao's scalp was numb, and he could feel several irreversible wills enveloping him, just a few breaths, and he felt as if everything about himself was exposed to the sun.

"Stepped into the Yuheng Wheel?"

Sect Leader Cao Weiran was taken aback when he heard this, the last time he saw Emperor Yunxiao, this little guy hadn't even touched the threshold of the Heavenly Power Wheel, how long had it been, and he had already been promoted to a real monk.

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful, if you don't die, you will be blessed. Your promotion to Yuheng Zhenren is a major event of my teaching, and it should be celebrated together.

Originally, the old man prepared a promotion gift for you, but I didn't expect to use it so soon, open it and take a look. ”

Cao Weiran waved his robe, and a narrow sword box appeared in front of Emperor Yunxiao, the sauce-red lacquer surface was shiny, and the high-grade material of the sword box could be vaguely seen.

"The sword box made of ten thousand years of red iron wood, Brother Cao, you are really willing.

Back then, the Sword Domain Cangjian Hou spent 1,500 top-grade spirit stones to ask you to buy a piece of iron wood that was one foot square, and now it is actually used to build such a long sword box, tsk..."

The eyes of the middle-aged scribe Supreme in the main hall lit up, and he recognized the material made of this sword case.

10,000-year-old red ironwood, growing in molten slurry, wood in fire, for sword cultivation, making a sword box or scabbard is the best material for cultivating the soul of the sword.

Emperor Yunxiao's natal sword Yuan Tu Sword has begun to channel, but it is still far from the sword soul that contains his own independent will, and if he does not give birth to a sword soul, there is no way to refine it into a Dao Jun magic weapon.

With this sword box made of 10,000-year-old red ironwood, the time that originally took hundreds of years to conceive a sword soul can be shortened to a hundred years, which can be called a heavy treasure.

"Is it extravagant? It's just a piece of red iron and wood, and it's not the sword box that's really valuable, it's the contents of the sword box. ”

Cao Weiran showed a mysterious smile, Emperor Yunxiao, as the young master of Qingxia, was promoted to Yuheng Zhenren after nine deaths, he naturally couldn't be stingy.

"Oh, isn't this a congratulatory gift, but I want to see what's in the sword box?"

The Demon Dao Supreme flicked his fingers, and an invisible impact slammed into the sword box, and when he landed, the sword box flipped over, and a ball of light about the size of an adult that radiated a hazy light fell out.

An angry roar came out of the crystal ball, and Emperor Yunxiao's eyes were staring, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face after a moment.

Inside this crystal ball, there was a palm-sized silver lion that was frantically impacting, and its domineering momentum still made Di Yunxiao feel great pressure even if it was sealed and isolated.

"Silver Spirit Crazy Lion, what a big deal, I didn't expect Brother Cao to spend a lot of effort to hunt such a strange beast, spirit beasts are rare in this world. ”

Supreme Jian Tai got up and looked at the crystal ball at Di Yunxiao's feet, revealing a very shocked look.

"The emperor boy is taking the unequaled domineering way, and the silver spirit mad lion is the best to use as his natal killing sword, at least it can increase his combat power by thirty percent.

This spirit beast was encountered in a dead place in the Holy Light Continent, and at that time, a certain person was in the middle of a catastrophe, and this little thing dared to kill it and almost messed up the thunder. ”

Although Cao Zhangjiao had a smile on his face, everyone could guess that it must have been dangerous at that time, and once something happened to the Supreme Tribulation, it would definitely be a lifeless situation.

"Spirit beast machine spirit?"

Di Yunxiao is not like Bai Ding, who doesn't know anything, and naturally knows the meaning of the words of the master.

If you want to refine a high-grade magic weapon into a top-grade magic weapon, in addition to needing valuable high-grade materials, you also need to refine the high-grade magic weapon into a tool spirit.

There are two ways to contain spirits, one is natural spirits, using blood and essence to nourish their natal magic weapons, and it takes thousands of years to give birth to machine spirits.

And the 10,000-year-old red ironwood can greatly reduce the time for the birth of the machine spirit, and it can be successful in as many as a hundred years or as little as seventy or eighty years.

Another way is to use the soul as the spirit seed, which can be the soul of any living being, but the best is the soul of the spirit beast, and there is an eighty percent chance that it can give birth to a tool spirit that fits the best magic weapon.

The Silver Spirit Wild Lion is the best of the spirit beasts, and this kind of spirit beast in adulthood can be compared to the Dao Monarch Giant in cultivation.

The best magic weapon forged with its living soul as a spirit medium, as long as the magic weapon itself is not too poor in material, it is not difficult to achieve a first-class best magic weapon.

"Disciple thank the Supreme Sect for his gift. ”

Emperor Yunxiao took a deep breath, held the disciple salute in his hand, and bowed respectfully to Cao Weiran.

The soul of the Silver Spirit Madness Lion is the same as the Immortal Yuan, it is far from being a treasure that can be measured with spirit stones, if it can be integrated into the Yuan Tu Bloodthirsty Sword, it will definitely be able to greatly increase his sword power.

The best magic weapon that fits his own needs perfectly, and the thought of it makes him feel excited.

"Hahaha, put it away, boy, you deserve it. You have been in the sect for more than ten years, and we don't prepare anything valuable for you, this sword box and living soul are a little heart. ”

Cao Weiran smiled happily, and the return of Emperor Yunxiao made him quite excited.

Emperor Yunxiao was robbed, and as Qingxia's master, he had palpitations.

This little guy is the Qingxia Young Master Sect that he took a long time to select, and he needs to lead the major affairs of the sect in the future.

Moreover, Emperor Yunxiao has long been connected to the fortune of the sect, once he really falls, it will definitely be a big blow to Qingxia's luck, and it is likely to affect the sect for hundreds of thousands of years.

Hearing this, Emperor Yunxiao happily put away the sword box and the soul spirit bead, hesitated for a moment, and took out the information sorted out by the dark guards of the dark temple from the ring.

Cao Weiran's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he took the information in the book, just glanced at it, and two flames burned in his eyes.

The terrifying momentum belonging to the Supreme of the Ages pierced through the dome, pierced through the thick clouds, and dug out a hollow with a diameter of dozens of miles.

"Boy, you are really bold enough to kill Shi Scoop directly. Even if those old antiques from the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect don't do anything on the surface, they will definitely send people to trouble you secretly. ”

Incinerating the information in his hand into nothingness, Cao Weiran's eyes narrowed into a slit.

After all, Shi Scoop was once the young emperor of the Holy Land, and he slaughtered him in front of so many people, which was equivalent to provoking the face of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect.

As for the things that Emperor Yunxiao made in the imperial capital of the Holy Snow Emperor Dynasty, they were not a matter at all in the eyes of Cao Weiran, the head of the sect.

(End of chapter)