It took four months to go back and forth between Jinhong Valley and Shengjing of Yueguo.

However, after several days of meditation in the mass grave, Zhang Lie seemed to have figured out something, his cultivation was still hard, but the time for practicing swords every day was greatly reduced or even gradually stopped practicing.

Zhang Chuanli knew about this, but he didn't dare to say or ask, so he could only do the logistics every day, and at the same time ponder the key points.

In fact, the things that those days of meditation brought to Zhang Lie were very simple: he could afford to take it and put it down.

In between those days, he put aside the pressure of death from the Netherworld mission three years later.

Then, in the state of mental clarity, he began to compare the sword qi like wisps of the method, compared the chapter of the Shangdan Chong Vein, compared the Shenyuan Transformation Method, and compared the sword theory of the Earth Sword Sutra.

In the end, he came to a conclusion with great certainty that the Earth Demon Sword Sutra was far more sophisticated than the Divine Yuan Transformation Method, but he was fascinated by the pressure of death before, but he couldn't recognize it when he was in it, and he suffered from gains and losses, and he was full of fear.

Thinking is like exercising the body, the more painful the process of thinking, the greater the benefits in the end, Zhang Lie meditated in the mass grave for several days, did not exhale and practice qi and did nothing else, that is, thinking, comparing, the whole person was completely trapped, extremely painful, and finally when the pain reached the extreme, he suddenly became clear, obtained nutrients from the sword theory of the Earth Demon Sword Sutra, and identified the advantages and disadvantages of the exercises.

He even has a deeper understanding of the sword qi like wisps of the method, the chapter of the Shangdan Chong Pulse, and the Shenyuan Transformation Method.

Of course, this is based on his hard work in the previous years, and without this foundation, there would be no breakthrough.

During this period of time, in addition to his daily cultivation of the Purple Heart Dafa, Zhang Lie only cultivated the sword qi like wisps of the method, and even stopped practicing the Shangdan Chong Pulse chapter.

Because in the hard thinking of that day, he faintly felt that the meridian points used in this chapter of the Shangdan Chong Pulse were hidden damage, and after the cultivation of this secret method, it was actually necessary to recuperate for a period of time, after all, the way to raise qi and send the sword was too domineering, and the sword qi was just a way to exercise the control of the sword qi, which could completely avoid the damaged meridians, and this method theoretically had no upper limit of cultivation.

On this day, Zhang Lie returned to his home after practicing the daily homework of the Purple Heart Dafa and the Sword Qi Like the Sect at the edge of the Lingtian.

met a pair of men and women who came to visit.

One person in a blue robe with a veil on her face was Mu Yun, a female cultivator who had been saved by Zhang Lie, and the man standing next to her, dressed in white and thin, quickly took out some gifts after seeing Zhang Lie, showing extremely sincere gratitude.

"You are Senior Brother Zhang Lie who saved Yun'er, right? I have heard of Senior Brother Zhang's name for a long time, and after seeing it today, I feel that the style is better than the rumors. ”

"Uh, Senior Sister Mu, may I ask who this fellow Daoist is?" Looking at the gifts in the man's hand, there were spirit wine, fish meat, and a breath of blue sheathed flying sword full of aura, this gift was not light.

"Ah, this is my senior brother Fang Ang." Mu Yun's face was slightly red, and her eyes were downward. Seeing her like this, Zhang Lie, who had been in love for a long time in the previous life, understood.

At least in the realm of Qi cultivation, the people in this world are far less complicated than the people in the previous world, because the interpersonal relationships are not so complicated, and there is not enough time to accumulate, so it is naturally difficult to train people with deep thoughts.

"Senior Brother Fang, you are really too polite, I received my heart, but I really can't accept this gift, Senior Sister Mu has already given me a fine robe before, and I will accept your gift today Zhang Lie is too thick-skinned."

"She gives what she gives, and my heart is my heart. I went out to participate in the sect refining mission before, and I only returned to the valley two months ago, and at that time, I wanted to thank you after knowing that you saved her life, but at that time, Senior Brother Zhang, you went out to travel, so it was delayed until today. ”

Fang Ang and Zhang Lie were in a stalemate, and Mu Yun on the side spoke:

"Senior Brother Zhang, are you going to let us stay outside? Or do you have a beautiful sister in the house now, and it's inconvenient for us to go in? ”

The female cultivator Mu Yun has a cold temperament, but that also depends on who she is right for.

For the most outstanding disciple of the Seven Evil Daoists, the Flying Flame Sword Zhang Lie, Mu Yun has a heart to make friends, if Fang Ang came this time to be more pure and full of gratitude, then Mu Yun came this time more to deepen the friendship between the two sides.

The path of the monk seeking the Dao, the wind sword, the frost sword is dangerous and unpredictable, he and Senior Brother Fang are both pure immortal monks, if they can get to know and even make friends with a fellow disciple who is good at fighting the law, it will undoubtedly be a great help for the future path.

"Please come in, beautiful sister? Senior brother, I don't have a beautiful junior sister here, but there are two bad old men and sloppy Taoist priests. ”

After leading people into the house, the guests and hosts of both sides sat down and said a few polite words.

Fang Ang once again took out the most precious flying sword among his gifts, and spoke:

"Senior Brother Zhang, I really can't repay you for saving Senior Sister Mu, I am a swordsmith, this water cloud sword is my proud work, the famous sword is given to heroes, this flying sword please be sure to accept it."

The moment Fang Ang picked up the flying sword and pulled it out a few inches, the room was full of cold sword light, and even Mu Yun on the side was startled.

Even she didn't expect Fang Ang to actually take out the Shui Yun Sword, she had already given Zhang Lie a fine Dao robe before, and if she gave out the Shui Yun Sword now, the resources used up in this way would even affect the path of the two of them.

"Okay, okay."

Zhang Lie stretched out his hand to take the Shuiyun Sword handed over by Fang Ang, only to see that the blue long sword body was completely natural, almost like a heavenly thing, although the strength of the aura was only the peak of the second-order middle grade, and it had not reached the top grade realm, but it was only limited by the lack of aura of the sword material itself, not the refining means of the sword caster itself.

took out such a heavy courtesy to thank the kindness that had been thanked, and Fang Ang in front of him was really a sincere person.

"Good swordsmanship, it's really good, I like it very much, but I can't ask for it." While smiling, Zhang Lie pushed the flying sword back to Fang Ang after admiring it.

His move made Mu Yun on the side breathe a sigh of relief slightly, but he felt a little ashamed of his thoughts.

"Senior Brother Fang, actually, I really have something to ask for."

Stretched out his hand to stop Fang Ang's refusal again, this thought Zhang Lie also came out of nowhere, as if he was blessed to the soul, Zhang Lie said:

"Senior Brother Fang, I wonder if you can teach me the art of sword refining? You don't need to teach it completely, just teach me how to integrate the spirit ore into the flying sword and improve its grade. ”