"It's ...... Green tung oil?" Yang Xiu looked at Wu Kun in surprise, and when he saw that the other party nodded, he quickly lowered his head and observed carefully.

Tung oil is a liquid extracted from a rare plant, and it is the best choice for maintaining weapons, and many martial artists in the world are difficult to obtain such a bottle. If used for a long time, it can also play a role in modifying the weapon material.

Immortal cultivators' magic weapons don't need to be maintained, only low-level magic weapons and worldly swords need this kind of thing, so it's rare to see them in the immortal cultivator's market. Yang Xiu also saw the introduction of green tung oil in a certain classic, so he recognized it at a glance.

"I walked around a small market at the foot of Lu Tiantu Mountain, and I happened to see green tung oil for sale,"

Wu Kun patted Yang Xiu on the shoulder and said with a bold smile: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." You might as well try it and just check to see if it's genuine. ”

Yang Xiu got up and sent Wu Kun out of the courtyard, looking at the porcelain vase in his hand and couldn't help grinning: This is a rare treasure, the last time the Bailu Sword was broken by Situ Yong, and it has not been properly maintained after repairing, with green tung oil, the dark wound inside the sword body can be slowly recovered.

Turning around and sitting down, Yang Xiu carefully poured out a few drops of black oil and dripped them on the sword, and patiently wiped them.

......

Half a day was spent reading, and when the day began to go west, Yang Xiu was already sitting on the wall of the small courtyard, carrying a medicine jar and a medicine pestle in his arms.

From here, you can see the Fanjing Lake under the mountain, and the water vapor on the lake seems to be guided by some kind of force, and it hovers in the air again and again, which is very magical.

Lin Shuangchen paced out from the courtyard gate next door, with an elegant posture, dressed in white like a white lotus.

"Is pounding medicine on the wall also one of your secret methods?" Lin Shuangchen said as he looked up at Yang Xiu, with a hint of joking on his pure and beautiful face.

"Sit high and see far, absorb the essence of heaven and earth in your body, you can try it when you have time,"

Yang Xiu jumped down, holding the medicine pestle and pointing to the bottom of the mountain, "Master, I just took a closer look through the aura of heaven and earth, and the Fanjing Lake is always cloudy and mist, and there are no rules between changes, is there any secret?"

"Poor mouth, pack up your things first, let's visit Min Qingshan,"

Lin Shuangchen saw Yang Xiu approaching, and subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his hands and said, "What are you tinkering with, why does it smell like this?"

Yang Xiu smiled and didn't say anything, returned to the house and carefully collected the medicinal juice that had been pounded into the bottle, and then put it into the Sumeru bag. These medicinal juices are all treasures for preparing spiritual ink, and the green tung oil before also has a strange smell that is difficult to dispel, so it is really not easy to ask.

But the stinky spot is nothing, and it's good to be able to smoke the opponent when you face the enemy.

In the past few days, Yang Xiu has already visited several sects one by one, and tomorrow Lin Shuangchen will rush to the front line, and Yang Xiu will also follow his senior brother back to Tianshu Pavilion, so he must go to Yulingzhai today.

Step on the flying sword, soar through the clouds, and hunt with the wind in your ears. Human beings are inherently unable to fly, so it's always easy to immerse yourself in the thrill of soaring through the world.

Yang Xiu was not exempt from vulgarity, but he inevitably muttered in his heart, if only he was the one who controlled the flying sword. In his previous life, he didn't have the conditions to take a hot girl for a ride, but when he arrived in this world, he didn't know when he would be able to take a beautiful master to soar with a flying sword.

......

"There is a big array on this lake, which is the eye of the Fanjing Mountain Mountain Protection Array, and the clouds and mist you see are actually the spiritual power in the array. Lin Shuangchen looked at the blue and cyan lake in the clouds and mist, and explained to Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu looked surprised when he heard this, and said in his heart that the Formation Eye was the center of the Great Array, the most heavily defended area, and the most vulnerable position of the entire Great Array, how could Fanjing Mountain let outsiders know the location of the Array Eye?

Lin Shuangchen's black silk fluttered in the wind, and there was a hint of yearning in his beautiful eyes looking at the lake: "This big array is not afraid of being attacked at all, and the legend says that if you want to destroy the formation, unless you completely destroy this lake." Even if the ancestor of Fanjing Mountain did it himself, I am afraid that he would not have this kind of power. ”

"The people of Fanjing Mountain are really confident,"

Yang Xiu scratched the corners of his eyebrows, shook his head and smiled noncommittally: "If I want to replace it, I will definitely hide the formation eyes tightly, and I don't know if they are smart or stupid." ”

Yang Xiu had always had little respect for the authority and predecessors of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and Lin Shuangchen had already understood it, so he simply turned around and kept silent. This kind of formation is penetrating to the heavens and the earth, covering Fanjing Mountain within a radius of two hundred miles, and it is extremely powerful, that is, only people like Yang Xiu will not have any awe at all

......

The foothold of the Yulingzhai team is in a col fifty miles east of Fanjing Mountain, and you can see a lot of camp tents in the distance, and there are several huge black clouds and mist lingering above the camp tents. As soon as Lin Shuangchen's flying sword approached the range of five miles of the camp, the black mist quickly gathered into a group and galloped towards this side.

Looking up further, the huge and friendless dragon turtle was quietly suspended in the air. At this time, the dragon turtle did not hide his cultivation, even if it was so far away, the wild aura that came to his face still made Yang Xiu's breathing suddenly tighten.

However, this coercion came and went quickly, and the dragon turtle in the air let out a long dragon groan, and the majestic sound quickly swept the entire sky. The black fog that had almost obscured the sky for half the day converged, and the momentum of the forward rush came to an abrupt end.

At this time, Yang Xiu discovered that this "black fog" turned out to be a large group of countless flying birds, all black, and even the claws and eyes were jet black. The flock of birds flies without a single sound, which feels very weird.

Similar to the former high-grade exercises of Tianshu Pavilion and the unique five thunder ink of the Xianmo Sect, the inheritance of Yulingzhai for thousands of years relies on the magic of beast control. If you just look at the combat strength, these spirit beasts are no less than magic weapons and dao talismans.

Looking at the magical scene in front of him, Yang Xiu felt a surge of curiosity in his heart. In the previous life, Yang Xiu was particularly fond of pets, and had a white Shar Pei, and two Labradors with a father and a son. What would it feel like if the object of breeding turned into these fierce spirit beasts in front of you?

Yang Xiu and Lin Shuangchen didn't wait long, and soon a disciple of Yulingzhai appeared, and very politely introduced the two of them into the camp, and their words and demeanors were in a certain way, which reminded them of the housekeepers and others they saw in film and television dramas in their previous lives.

Sure enough, it is the style of the big gate faction, and Tianshu Pavilion does not have this kind of professionals who are sent to us, and everyone finally occupies a position of cultivating immortals, how can they have time to study these.

All the way deeper, the disciples of the Imperial Spirit Zhai in the camp paid attention to the two of them, and Lin Shuangchen's outstanding appearance would automatically attract ninety percent of the eyes wherever he went. However, Lin Shuangchen was still as cold as ever, as if he didn't see the eager and enthusiastic eyes around him.

Yang Xiu looked left and right, and the puzzle in his eyes became thicker: these Yulingzhai disciples are all fully armed, and they are all patrolling teams coming and going, how do you look like they are facing a great enemy. Fifty miles away is Fanjing Mountain, what are they afraid of?

Min Qingshan stood in front of the barracks early and waited for Lin Shuangchen and Yang Xiu, and the warm smile on his face made the surrounding disciples wonder one after another. However, seeing Lin Shuangchen who looked like a fairy, and listening to the well-informed person naming the identity of the other party, everyone suddenly realized.

Before the age of twenty, he reached the cultivation of quenching the body, even if the ancestor of Fanjing Mountain was here, he had to admit that this kind of talent was a little scary, and after a few years, Lin Shuangchen might be the new head of Tianshu Pavilion.

Make friends in advance, and there is no harm in doing it.

"Fairy Lin's temperament is dusty, and it is rumored that it is too late to meet~"

Min Qingshan took two steps and said with a hearty smile: "I'm a little jealous of the old man Zhuji now, why don't I have such a talented apprentice in my Imperial Spirit Sect?"

Lin Shuangchen smiled, and said: "The predecessors praised falsely, the strength of the Yulingzhai inheritance is famous all over the world, and the frost dust is just the brilliance of a grain of rice." ”

Min Qingshan brushed his beard, smiled and nodded, and invited the two into the camp.

Even in the face of an immortal cultivation giant like Min Qingshan, Lin Shuangchen still has that faint appearance like water, not looking close, and not making people feel estranged. If Yang Xiu put on his face like this, he would definitely be thought that there was something wrong, but if he changed to Lin Shuangchen, it would make people take it for granted, and even appreciate it from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at Lin Shuangchen, who was sitting on his hands with a smile on his face, Yang Xiu shook his head and said in his heart, this is the gap between people and people, in the final analysis, it is still a world of faces......

Lin Shuangchen Bingxue is smart, but he is not good at talking, and many words on the scene have to be said by Yang Xiu. Min Qingshan had long known Lin Shuangchen's temperament, and he didn't care, and the three of them chatted happily.

"The old man Zhuji Zhizhu is in his hand, he is a rare comparator in Ningguo, I have always admired it, but unfortunately I have never seen it. I don't know if your master's calculation technique has improved?" Min Qingshan asked Lin Shuangchen about the Tianshu Pavilion, and when he talked about the old man Zhuji, he asked with a smile.

Lin Shuangchen put his hands on his knees and replied demurely: "The master's cultivation is profound, and we don't know the specific situation, but when I started, it was the head of the sect who personally calculated the hexagram, and found me in the vast sea of people. ”

"I see...... Sure enough, the immortal means, Min is not as good as this aspect~" A flash of surprise flashed in Min Qingshan's eyes, and then he sighed sincerely.

Yang Xiu, who was holding a green wild fruit to gnaw, was stunned, and turned his head to look at Lin Shuangchen, as if he wanted to determine whether this kind of fortune-telling words similar to a magic stick came from his master's mouth.

There are immortals in this world, but I have never heard of a fortune-telling immortal. Fate is illusory, and it has nothing to do with whether or not you can fly to the sky and live forever. Yang Xiu vaguely knew that in the immortal cultivation world of Ning Kingdom, the wisdom of the old man Zhuji was greater than his cultivation, but he didn't expect him to be a god stick.

If you can really figure out that a peerless genius will be born somewhere, and then put Lin Shuangchen into the Heavenly Book Pavilion before all the sects, then this skill is really so great that you can break through the sky.

"Yang Xiu Xiaoyou, you don't seem to know anything about it,"

Min Qingshan raised his hand and motioned to the servant to bring the wild fruit on the wooden table next to him to Yang Xiu, and said with a smile: "The old man Zhuji has studied the way of divination all his life, and even the old immortal of Fanjing Mountain sighs to himself, this is a real immortal method." Min also had to trouble Fairy Lin to bring a message to your master, and soon after, Min would visit in person. ”