The low table is full of dazzling, seven treasured gourds are full of faint treasures, and each gourd is a unique and distinctive treasure.

Chen Jing, Liu Fei'er and the little beasts gathered around the low table, happily watching and comparing.

The shape of the sword gourd is delicate and elegant, and the color of light gold is unique.

The mirage gourd is the smallest and somewhat illusory.

The cold ice gourd is like a piece of solid ice, and the cold air is cold.

The surface of the thick soil gourd is rough and natural.

The jewel gourd is shaped like a honeydew melon, not like a gourd.

The plague gourd is sickly withered and yellow.

The color of the gourd in the breeze is like azure, and the phosgene flows on it.

Songguo likes thick soil gourd, Tanbai likes mirage gourd, Mango and Xiaolei like sword gourd, Xiaoluo is a little undecided, she thinks that gem gourd and breeze gourd are very good.

The little ones were arguing and arguing about which gourd was better.

Chen Jing thought to himself, of course, the best gourd is the fog gourd that is still hanging under the vines, the fog gourd has now grown to nearly a foot and a half long, it is the white of mist, and there is a layer of hazy mist on the surface, these are a bit similar to the floating cloud gourd, but the shape of this legendary-level gourd is a little strange, the upper belly is much larger than the lower belly, and it looks top-heavy.

The Venerable Master of the Heavenly Wind returned from above the Nine Heavens and saw Chen Jing and they gathered around to look at the gourd.

"Master, come and see, the gourds are ripe!"

Liu Fei'er greeted the Heavenly Wind Master.

"Master is sitting here."

Chen Jing gave up his seat to the master, then squeezed Xiao Lei and Mango out of the way and sat next to the Venerable Man of the Heavenly Wind.

When these gourds were hung on the vines, the Venerable Master Tianfeng had seen them, and the gourds changed greatly after they were ripe, and the mystery of this may be worth exploring.

After refining with the recipe of the gourd, the gourd has become a magic weapon, and the changes in it are even greater.

……

The aura was surging, like an angry tide surging, the branches and leaves of the strange flowers and plants in the courtyard swayed and rattled, Chen Jingduan sat under the peach tree, and the surging aura rushed into the pale golden gourd in his hand.

The little beasts had long been accustomed to the movement caused by the spiritual tide around them, and they followed the Heavenly Wind Venerable and Liu Fei'er, holding their breath and watching Chen Jing refine the sword gourd.

Chen Jing folded his hands, holding the sword gourd, with the tide of aura pouring in, the surface of the gourd has become transparent, there seems to be a golden mountain range in the mellow lower belly, the peaks seem to be made of various colors of gold, there are gold, purple gold, dust gold, dark gold, platinum, warm gold, rice gold, red gold, platinum......

Between the peaks, a white light circling and wandering, from time to time in the mountain peaks drill in and out, this white light is not surprising at first glance, look closely and feel that the white light contains an incomparable edge, like a sword qi in the sky, dazzling, people dare not look directly.

This white light gradually grew, and seemed to slowly gather the sharp gold qi in the golden mountain ranges, and the sword qi occasionally passed through the waist of the gourd, rushing into the slender upper belly and flying around like a rainbow.

……

The recipe for the creation of the gourd ran to the end, and Chen Jing drank softly:

"Baby, please show up!"

The gourd in his hand was bright with golden light, and a sword roar rushed straight into the sky, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, everything in the courtyard was dyed gold, and the little beasts were stunned like funny statues.

"Are you alright?"

Xiao Luo leaned out of the peach tree, the little flower demon had already hidden, and felt that the tide of aura outside had stopped, and immediately drilled out.

Seeing the appearance of the little beasts and hearing the echo of the sword, the little flower demon shrank back a little.

"Alright, Master, look!"

The sword gourd has shrunk to more than a palm, it is still pale gold, and its appearance is delicate and elegant, but when I think of the incomparable white sword light in the gourd I saw just now, I feel different.

Liu Fei'er looked at the sword gourd in her master's hand, thinking that the white light in the gourd was indeed only somewhat similar to the sword qi, looking at the evolution in the gourd just now, the white light was actually condensed by the qi of sharp gold.

Chen Jing also recalled the scene of the formation of the white light just now, there was a golden mountain range in the belly under the gourd, thinking that if the sword qi was damaged, it could be recovered in the mountain range, which was still very good.

When Liu Fei'er took the sword gourd from her master's hand and looked at it for a while, she raised her head and said eagerly:

"Senior brother, go down the mountain and try it to see how powerful this famous sword gourd is."

"Chirp!"

"Meow!"

Before Chen Jing could answer, Xiao Lei and Mango hurriedly shouted, and they also wanted to follow to see it.

"Go ahead."

The Heavenly Wind Master disappeared as soon as he spoke, he was very interested in the process of refining the gourd, but the power of the sword gourd was not in his eyes.

"Let's go!"

Chen Jingyi waved his sleeves, rolled up Xiao Lei, Mango and Zhu Bai, turned into a ray of light and flew down the mountain, and Liu Fei'er and Songguo also followed.

Liu Fei'er flew the fastest, and went down Lingyan Mountain first, Chen Jing didn't use the floating cloud gourd, he took three small beasts, and the speed of the pine cone was about the same.

Flying to the hills under Lingyan Mountain, Chen Jing's heart moved, and the pale golden gourd flew out, shooting out a white sword light, and the sword light more than ten zhang long rose to the sky, majestic and magnificent, and angry bull fighting.

"Meow!"

"Chirp!"

"Chirp!"

That's too imposing, isn't it? The little beasts exclaimed together.

"Slash!"

Chen Jing let out a low shout, and the white light was flourishing, growing to thirty or forty zhang long, and then slashing down like a giant sword.

The giant sword slashed down at a small hill, only to hear a loud boom, and a gully several feet deep appeared in the middle of the hillock.

The little beasts shouted excitedly again.

Chen Jing shook his head, this blow looked powerful, but the power was too great to be effective, and there was just a shallow ditch on the hillock.

With a twist of his mind, the white sword light shrank to more than ten zhang long, and the light also converged a little, and then flashed and disappeared into the hillock.

There was only a soft "snort" sound, and there was a deep crack in the hillock.

"Good!"

Liu Fei'er cheered, this blow went deep into the mountain, much stronger than the one just now.

Xiao Lei and Mango looked at each other, this doesn't seem to be as powerful as just now?

"Senior brother, look at the sword!"

Liu Fei'er waved her hand, and a transparent light blue sword light stabbed towards Chen Jing.

"Good time!"

Chen Jing smiled, and the white sword light greeted him.

There was a click and explosion in the sky, and the two sword lights clashed, and then parted in the electric fire.

Chen Jing was happy in his heart, he was afraid that this blow would hurt the Cloud Interception Sword, so he didn't use too much mana, and his junior sister didn't use much mana, but she had sword intent, and the Cloud Interception Sword was also an excellent flying sword, and the result was evenly divided, and the power of the sword gourd was extraordinary.

The sword qi in the sky crisscrossed and struck, and the little beasts were dazzled and dazzled.

Chen Jing and Liu Fei'er tried for a while, the white light in the sword gourd was extremely powerful, and because it was only a sword qi, they were not afraid of damage.

What made Chen Jing even more satisfied was that the sword light was manipulated freely, just like he was good at swordsmanship, so that he also had the feeling of a kendo master who was mediocre in swordsmanship.