After a while, he saw that many golden lines slowly appeared around the bowl, and Wang Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It turns out that in addition to pills and spirit stones, this stone bowl can also refine magic weapons!

As the golden lines emerged and disappeared, the gray wooden sword that was originally lying in the bowl suddenly changed slightly.

I saw that its wooden sword body had become more crystalline.

The surface glows with a touch of pale cyan metal, which looks a little sharp.

At the same time, a faint cloud pattern appeared on the spine of the sword.

Looking closely, the wooden sword at this moment was not a wooden sword, but seemed to be made of some special metal material.

Remove it from the bowl.

Wang Mu couldn't put it down, put away the stone bowl,

Only then did he look at the magic weapon in front of him.

If it was only a defective product in the past, then this thing is definitely a low-grade flying sword.

It's just that I don't know what the difference is between Qihang's real inferior flying sword after being practiced for 10 nights.

After all, according to the book, low-grade magic weapons are often engraved with some runes by the refiner to increase their power.

But the flying sword didn't have any runes.

Perhaps the stone bowl is refined only by the material itself.

Next, it's time to recognize the Lord with the magic weapon.

The first magic weapon in my life!

Recognizing the Lord is a knowledge that every child of the Wang family must learn.

Although the Wang family may not be able to provide the magic weapon, once the magic weapon encountered outside in the future does not have a way to recognize the master, it is a big loss.

So, it's a must-learn course for everyone.

In addition, it also includes the identification of spiritual grass and spiritual materials.

Cultivation is not just about simply sitting there every day meditating and practicing one's own exercises and absorbing spiritual power.

What you cultivate like that is just waste.

According to the knowledge he had learned, Wang Mu forced out a drop of essence blood containing his spiritual power from his fingertips and slowly dripped it onto the sword.

Then he manipulated the spiritual power again, and smeared the entire flying sword with that drop of blood.

Once this step was completed, Wang Mu began to quickly inject his spiritual power into the flying sword.

A large amount of spiritual power was submerged in the flying sword as if it didn't need money.

Soon, a faint light streak brewed on it.

And the essence blood that covered its surface also disappeared quickly, as if it had been absorbed by a flying sword.

When a feeling of flesh and blood came from the flying sword, Wang Mu knew that he had succeeded in recognizing his master.

At this point, Wang Mu suddenly discovered that he had consumed half of the spiritual power in his body!

You must know that he has now refined Qi at the seventh level of cultivation.

The total amount of spiritual power of the seventh layer of Qi refining with Reverse Xuangong is probably not much compared to the ordinary Qi Refining Consummation.

Holding the flying sword in the palm of his hand, he gradually fell into a state of meditation and began to use his spiritual power to cultivate this magic weapon.

This is a necessary process after confession.

Only in this way can you make your own spiritual power and this magic weapon merge, and you can multiply the power and reduce consumption when you control it in the future.

After two hours, Wang Mu opened his eyes and made a move with one hand.

I saw that the cyan crystal flying sword instantly appeared in front of Wang Mu's eyes.

A woody breath slowly emanated, and at the same time, there was a faint hint of wind in it.

Looking at the cyan sword that was quietly levitating in front of him.

Wang Mu stretched out his right hand and gently put it on it, and suddenly a feeling of fish and water blending came from this cyan little sword.

The next moment, it swooped down Wang Mu's arm and sank into his cuffs.

Then he made a casual move, and the cyan flying sword instantly swept out of his fingertips, whistling around him in mid-air, and finally slowly levitating beside him.

This kind of subtle manipulation was brought to him by the art of soul control.

"In the future, I'll call you Qingyun Sword."

Wang Mu said softly.

As he breathed, the Qingyun Sword unexpectedly rose and fell brightly and darkly, as if it could also breathe.

This magical scene made Wang Mu's eyes light up suddenly.

He got up from the futon, put his hands behind his back, and whispered, "Go! ”

Swish!

The Qingyun Sword almost turned into a cyan afterimage, and shot out in an instant.

Then, under Wang Mu's gaze, it penetrated a humanoid stone target placed in the corner of the secret room without any stagnation.

Deftly circled, like a child facing his parents, he happily submerged into the cuffs of Wang Mu.

This scene simply made Wang Mu feel incredible.

The target made of Cangshan stone was hard, and even a monk in the late stage of Qi refining could hardly leave too deep a mark with a full blow with a weapon in his hand.

And now he has only used a little spiritual power, and he can be so strong by controlling the flying sword?

Subsequently, Wang Mu figured out the truth.

This Aoki sword is now a low-grade flying sword magic weapon, and it is normal to be so sharp and strong.

Its body is very small, its speed is extremely fast, and its natural power is much greater than that of ordinary weapons.

With this magic weapon, even in the face of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, Wang Mu was not afraid at all.

As the third uncle said.

Dan, talisman, spell, instrument.

This ritual vessel is indeed an indispensable item for monks!

After trying the power, Wang Mu became curious about his current range of manipulation.

According to the cheats of the Spirit Control Technique, the maximum control range that can be achieved during the Qi Refining Period is three zhang.

That is, a spherical range with a diameter of six zhang.

But when Wang Mu was now standing in one corner of the secret room, controlling the flying sword to fly towards the other corner of the diagonal, he still felt that he was far from reaching his limit.

In other words, the range he can control now is already greater than the maximum range of the Qi Refining Period mentioned in the classics.

After thinking about it carefully, after all, the total amount of his aura was many times that of the others.

It's normal to have a larger control range, right?

In that case, let's try the limit distance again.

"Purr!"

Wang Mu picked up the wooden bowl in his hand and poured the condensing spirit powder liquid into his mouth, as if drinking porridge.

With a faint burst of aura pressure, the aura full of aura shook as if it had been beaten with chicken blood, and it began to rotate around the dantian.

One after another, spiritual power continued to sink into Wang Mu's meridians, strengthening his dantian.

Wang Mu gradually calmed down and continued to cultivate!

......

I don't know how long later, Wang Mu opened his eyes in the secret room, and suddenly on a whim, he got up and walked outside.

Walking out of the secret room, Wang Mu realized that the sky was not yet bright.

After thinking about it, cultivation should be relaxed.

So he gave up his intention to continue cultivating, but jumped up, jumped on the roof, looked at the starry sky, and sat down.

It's been a long time, and I haven't been so ...... I looked at the stars in a relaxed state.

He stretched out his white palm and watched the wisps of invisible spiritual power appear out of thin air on his fingertips, like a beam of wind, constantly flying around his fingers.

Then, suddenly, it disappeared between heaven and earth.

"This world is really wonderful."

He couldn't help but think back to everything that had happened in the past five years, and he had a feeling of unreality.

He actually had a new home.

He also became the son of the patriarch of the family.

and began the cultivation he had dreamed of, and embarked on a long road of seeking immortals.

He now not only has a decades longer lifespan than ordinary people, but also has a strength that ordinary people dare not imagine.

Wang Mu slowly lay down on the roof, his eyes staring at the starry sky, thinking about which sky the earth was in.

How far is it from here.

But he soon retracted his thoughts.

It's superfluous to think about these things.

Now that he has come to this world, he must live well.

Take things as they come.

He wanted to see how far he could go on this path, and how vast and wonderful the world really was.

You can't embarrass us Huaxia people!

Just as Wang Mu was thinking about the future, a slight footstep suddenly sounded on the roof behind him.

Wang Mu's expression moved, and he turned his head to look.

"Mu'er." I saw that the third uncle, Wang Li, was standing behind him and greeted him gently.

"Third uncle!" Wang Mu smiled and was about to get up, but Wang Li held down his shoulder.

Then he sat down as well.

Today, Wang Li was wearing a brand-new dark blue robe, looked at his most satisfied nephew kindly, and touched his head.

"Just finished cultivating?" Wang Li suddenly remembered that he hadn't chatted with his son for a long time, so he asked with concern.

Wang Mu nodded: "Jing Ji thought about it, so I wanted to come up and sit down." ”

"What were you thinking? Your father's injuries? Wang Li asked with a smile.

"No, I'm thinking about entering the Four Great Immortal Sects."

Wang Mu had great respect for this third uncle who cared for him very much, but he naturally couldn't tell the truth what he thought, so he made up a lie.

"Yes, it's been less than a year, and it stands to reason that you should choose the Qingquan Sect corresponding to our Tianyin Mansion."

"However, the other three sects are also extremely powerful, and each has its own strengths, if you have other choices, it is good to decide for yourself."

Wang Li said to Wang Mu.

Wang Mu smiled innocently: "That's not necessary, I plan to enter the Qingquan Sect and be close to home." ”

Wang Li nodded, and said with some emotion: "Actually, the people of Qingshan City only know the strength of the four great immortal sects, but they don't understand how strong they are. ”

"How strong?" Wang Mu asked curiously.

As the only monk in Baishui Town who had ever walked out of the Zhao Kingdom, Wang Li's words were still very credible in Wang Mu's opinion.

"The Qingquan Sect in the mouths of everyone, as one of the four great immortal sects of the Zhao Kingdom, is powerful and masters, and it is a holy land for cultivating immortals that countless geniuses yearn for."

"But they actually don't know that the four major sects, including the Qingquan Sect, are actually just small sects in the Zhao Kingdom."

"Above them, there are also great sects that control several, dozens of countries, and that is the real holy land."

Wang Mu was taken aback: "So strong? ”

Wang Li nodded: "That's right, it's so strong, and its requirements for accepting apprentices are naturally very strict." ”

"So from this point of view, the selection of the Four Great Immortal Sects is actually quite simple."

The four major immortal sects of Zhao are: Bingsha Sect, Yunliu Sect, Qingquan Sect and Purple Sword Sect.

"But even so, these four major sects are still well-known in the entire Hanzhou."

"Where is Hanzhou? Is it bigger than Zhao Guo? ”

Wang Mu asked curiously.

Listening to what the third uncle said, Hanzhou should be a larger regional unit than Zhao Guo.

It was the first time he had heard of a division of areas larger than the Zhao Kingdom.

"Hanzhou is a region including hundreds of countries, including Zhao State, how vast it is, even the smallest Wu State in Hanzhou has a territory of millions of miles."

"There are dozens of sects in the entire Hanzhou, and there are countless geniuses and demons."

"That's the stage where genius really belongs, and that's what you should set for." The third uncle looked at Wang Mu with encouragement and said.

Hearing the third uncle's words, Wang Mu nodded yearningly.

Wang Li saw that his nephew was very interested in this matter, so he continued: "Among the dozens of sects in Hanzhou, although the four sects are not big sects, they are also ranked in the middle of the stream, and their strength should not be underestimated. ”

"There are ten places in Qingshan City every year where you can go to the Four Great Immortal Sects to cultivate, and these ten places are the goal of all talented young cultivators in the entire Qingshan City."

"Among them, the first and second can choose their own sects, and the rest are selected by the four sects in turn."

"Even if you are not selected by the Four Great Immortal Sects, as long as you can enter the top 100 of the overall ranking, Qingshan City will vigorously cultivate."

"If you can enter the top 30, the town where you are located will be rewarded by the main city."

"And Baishui Town, as one of the poorer towns among the twenty-one towns around Qingshan City, has not competed for this place for seventy or eighty years."

Wang Mu nodded and did not speak.

Even though he realized how difficult this selection was, there was not the slightest discouragement on his face.

Seeing this, Wang Li smiled more satisfied.

Wang Li naturally knew his nephew's thoughts, but he also knew the situation of the Wang family, so he would not attack Wang Mu, but silently supported this nephew.

Even if it fails in the end, it doesn't matter.

He had already thought of a way out for his nephew.

As Wang Mu's third uncle, this is what he should do, and it is also what he owes his eldest brother Wang Shan.

However, compared with failure, Wang Li believes that Wang Mu may have hope of success.

Because he really had never seen a young man who was more talented, better-minded, and smarter than Wang Mu.

Moreover, the rules for recruiting people from the Four Great Immortal Sects are to recruit the best within the same cultivation level.

It's even less difficult.