Feng Xi led inexplicably, Sun Daxian shook his round body, walked in the front, not long after, a few people came to the second high pavilion on the right side behind the main hall in the middle, the pavilion is divided into three layers, there are two young gray-robed disciples standing in front of the door, seeing that it is Feng Xi, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and said: "Senior sister." ”

Feng Xi bowed his head and said, "What about Elder Li?" ”

"Little junior sister." Out of it hurried out a man of small height, slightly chubby, with a swarthy face full of beard, and a short sword with a wide blade and a small black hammer tied to his waist.

"Senior brother." Feng Xi said.

After the man came to the inexplicable crowd, he asked, "Senior sister, did you bring them to lead the sword?" ”

Feng Xi nodded, and then introduced to the inexplicable four: "This is Li Sen, the senior disciple of the Treasure Weapon Hall, and a few of you haven't seen it yet." ”

Inexplicably, the four of them said in unison: "I've seen senior brother." ”

Li Sen smiled at the four of them, he didn't care about the inexplicable three, but he was very fond of the little fat man, touched his head, and said, "You are the Sun Daxian who was born with a fire body?" ”

Sun Daxian said: "It's me." ”

"Okay, when you go up to cultivate, Senior Brother will ask you for help, you can't shirk it." Li Sen said.

"Is it good?" Sun Daxian looked at the light of the light.

After Li Sen heard this, but he didn't know how to answer, Feng Xi sneered and said, "Senior brother, you have to be ready when the time comes." ”

Li Sen agreed: "That's, that's." ”

Feng Xi just wanted to walk to the Treasure Hall, but was stopped by Li Sen and said, "Little junior sister, my master is not in the hall." ”

Feng Xi blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Li Sen, who immediately said: "Senior sister, my master took four junior disciples to the sword refining platform to refine the sword since yesterday evening, and I haven't come back yet, I am about to go, why don't you join me." ”

Before Feng Xi could agree, Sun Daxian said: "Okay, okay, sister, let's go together, I also want to see how this powerful sword is refined." ”

Li Sen drew the short sword behind him, held it high, and said, "Sun Daxian, do you want it?" ”

Sun Daxian's little eyes suddenly widened by five points, staring at the short sword tightly, his fiery eyes revealed endless longing, a man should have a heroic sword, crying blood seven feet square.

Li Sen held a short sword in his hand, threw it into the air, and immediately stepped on it, circled in the air, the sword body was five points wider, and floated in front of everyone, "If you want, just practice well." ”

After a sword roar like a phoenix, Feng Xi pulled out the vermilion short sword at his waist, stepped on it with Mo and Ma Teng, turned into two streamers, and headed towards Chongshan.

On the mountain platform on the north side of the Medicine Valley, Li Baoyuan, the master of the Purple Qi Sword Sect's Treasure Hall, stood at the bottom of the stone platform in the middle with four disciples, all five of them were flushed, sweat on their foreheads had just fallen, and they were panting slightly, Li Baoyuan still looked a little energetic, but the four disciples were listless.

"Master, what kind of gold and stone are you refining in Dingzhong! We've all been refining all night, why haven't we refined yet! "One of them.

Li Baoyuan didn't say anything, and at this moment, in the sky, Li Sen, the eldest disciple of the Treasure Weapon Hall, let out a long shout and said, "Master." The five people on the stone platform looked up, Li Sen and Feng Xi, with the sword, fell slowly, and after falling, Li Sen and Feng Xi gave a salute to Li Baoyuan, which was considered to have been seen. Li Baoyuan glanced at everyone and saw that it was a few children, but he didn't recognize it, so he didn't care, and looked at Fang Ding on the stone platform.

The flames under the ding, without aura, were already fragile at this time, flickering, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, a gust of mountain wind blew, and fell ten inches downward.

Li Sen just wanted to inquire about the situation here, and suddenly, there was a burst of golden iron sound from the ding, clanging, and there seemed to be a foreign body impact in the heavy square ding, and he began to tremble.

Seeing this, Li Baoyuan hurriedly said: "Quick! Catch fire! At that moment, he sat on the ground, reluctantly adjusted the spiritual energy in the collective, formed the magic seal, and went to the ding.

The four disciples of the Treasure Weapon Hall shook their heads helplessly, they had just taken the pill, but at this time, there was no trace of aura in their bodies, and they had the intention to help the master, but they were weak in their bodies. But the eldest disciple Li Sen saw this, but he couldn't be idle, he sat cross-legged behind the master, helping him, the flame under the ding rose from time to time, more and more thick, but the sound in the ding did not stop, but became more and more dense, the timbre is also more and more thick, in the valley, there seems to be a golden iron horse, constantly fighting.

Da Ding's body trembled more and more violently, the bluestone on the stage could not bear it, cracking the gap in the road, Li Baoyuan and Li Sen master and apprentice continued to play aura, trying to barely maintain, but they couldn't, in a few breaths, the foreheads of the two oozed bean sweat, and the fire under the Ding was also a little weaker. Seeing this, Feng Xi flew up and landed behind Li Sen, she didn't understand this kind of sealing, so she had to pass on the aura in her body to Li Sen.

The remaining four disciples of the Treasure Weapon Hall sat cross-legged under the pillar, and their aura barely had a trace, although compared to the three masters, there may be some cups of water for the salary, but these four people are also playing with all their strength, and constantly running the exercises, trying to recover as soon as possible.

The flames under the tripod kept rising, but the big tripod was trembling more and more violently, and the sound of gold and iron was in everyone's ears, which made people uneasy, and the stone platform couldn't stop breaking, and at the same time sank downward.

"Not good!" Li Baoyuan, the master of the Treasure Hall, broke off his breath, and in a hurry, the aura turned into a giant hand, grabbed the inexplicable four people, and retreated, the purple ribbon fluttering and entwined on Feng Xi's shoulders turned into a curtain, covering in front of everyone, with a loud noise, it shook the sky, the stone platform swelled and cracked, and the boulder rose everywhere, but in the air, it suddenly turned into dust, and the huge square tripod rose to the sky.

After half an hour, the dust cleared, the strange noise gradually subsided, and everyone settled down a little.

In front of them, the stone platform for refining the sword had long disappeared, and what appeared in front of everyone was a circular pit, in which clusters of spiritual fires were burning, swaying in the wind, and were about to be extinguished.

On the pit, more than ten zhang in the air, the square ding, floating in the air, swaying and undulating from time to time, but for some reason, it became very calm, it moved slowly, rotated, and there were blood-red lines emerging from time to time.

After a few breaths, Fang Ding's whole body was already fiery red, as if in the air, turning into a fireball.

"Sun Daxian, what's wrong with you?" Inexplicably, he suddenly turned his head to look at Sun Daxian on the side, and saw that he was ruddy and panting, so he asked.

Sun Daxian didn't answer, just sat down.

"Sun Daxian, exercise and pranayama!" Feng Xi also noticed Sun Daxian's abnormality.

Sun Daxian sat down and ran the foundation building exercises taught by the sect master, only to feel that the meridians in his body were hot, the aura was like a disturbed snake, scurrying around, and the green tendons on his arms were also immediately collapsing, the blood-red appearance was shocking, and the fat of the whole body bulged from time to time, as if a cunning rabbit was escaping in his body, and from time to time there was a pain like a needle cone piercing his heart to his mind.

"Quack, quack!"

There were a few crisp sounds in the air, the sound was not loud, but it was heard in everyone's ears, the blood-red Fang Ding had stopped, the serpentine gap of the Dao Dao was cracked on the Ding's body, and the fiery red light came out of the gap and shot into the eyes, everyone suddenly felt pain, and couldn't help but raise their hands to cover it.

Fang Ding is used by the Treasure Hall to refine the sword blank, which is naturally very strong, but at this time, it can't withstand the overflowing light in the Ding, and with a bang, it exploded, but the body that exploded into pieces did not disperse from the air, but turned into reddish-brown hot copper water, and I don't know what swallowed it.

The copper water melted away, and everyone saw the thing in front of them clearly, only to see that in the air, there was a long black frying pan floating.

The pan was not honest, and in the blink of an eye, it began to wander in the air, wandering for a long time, like a cub full of curiosity about the world, came to everyone.

"Master, what kind of treasure are you refining!" Li Sen, the eldest disciple of the Treasure Hall, asked.

The hall master Li Baoyuan did not answer, but flew up, grabbed the handle of the frying pan with one hand, and arrived in an instant, but the pan suddenly turned into a black shadow and swept into the air, Li Baoyuan took a few steps from the air, and immediately followed.

Everyone looked up, but the flat-bottomed black pot suddenly crossed everyone's eyes, rushed into the clouds and disappeared, Li Baoyuan was so angry that he had to pull out the long sword at his waist, throw it upward, tiptoe a little, and step on the long sword to find it in the clouds.

After a few breaths, I only heard a cry of pain from the clouds, and after the scream, I saw Li Baoyuan, the master of the Treasure Hall, falling straight from the air, and behind him, the black cauldron followed closely.

Seeing this, Li Sen didn't have time to pull out the short sword behind him, so he rushed towards the direction where his master Li Baoyuan fell, stepped on the green mountain, and jumped three feet out of thin air, which caught Li Baoyuan.

But the black cauldron didn't want to give up, Feng Xi saw this, his left arm shook slightly, and the purple belt on his shoulder instantly appeared, vigorous and strong, and immediately, rolled towards the black cauldron, but the black cauldron seemed to have spirituality, and the red light only flickered at the bottom of the pot, and the black cauldron tossed and turned, dodging the purple belt that attacked.

Feng Xi gently pulled the purple belt with one hand, but saw her fiery red delicate body fluttering up, and her toes lightly stepped on the purple belt, and the purple belt was collected, and she chased towards the black pot in the air like a dancing red glow.

The red light of the black cauldron in the air couldn't help flickering, and at the same time, Sun Daxian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was full of red at this time, and the air around him also became very hot, and the scorching waves of air kept rising, he clenched his teeth, and his fat body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Feng Xi's body was purple belt, and he went towards the pan that had become red like magma at this time, and the pan was already aware of it, only for a moment, he saw that a flame in the pot was churning up from the middle, and it was a few feet up, and Feng Xi was really shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stopped his body.

But the rising flame, but it was like the loss of dry firewood, there was no spare energy, the color of the pan also began to gradually darken, faded to brown, but when the color changed, suddenly, the empty and silent valley came from a mournful and long roar, with a strong wind poured into everyone's ears, except for Feng Xi, Li Sen and the hall master Li Baoyuan, who was already unconscious at this time, the rest of the people, all because of poor cultivation, were unstable by this long roar, a mouthful of evil blood gushed out, and suffered some internal injuries.

In the air, behind the frying pan, a blood-red phantom appeared, if the shadow appeared, the outline was not clear, looking at it from afar, pondering carefully, but it looked like the head of a beast that I didn't know what it was.

The whistling gradually faded, but the forest birds that flew up in the valley did not dare to fall, but could only hover in the air without dying.

The phantom, staring at everyone, Feng Xi stood on the purple belt, pinching the hilt of the sword hard, but he didn't dare to act rashly. Li Sen had just fed his master the pill in the lower door and looked up at the air.

Everyone confronted the frying pan for a long time, and a few heavy coughs came, Li Sen looked down, the master in his arms, a black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he opened his eyes at this time, although his eyes were dull, his face was dim, but his breathing was quite stable, it seemed that the treasure pill of the sect had an effect.

"Master, how do you feel?" Leeson asked.

Li Baoyuan raised his arm, waved his hand, and signaled that it was okay, and then, with Li Sen's support, he stood up, the four disciples of the Treasure Hall had already taken the pill, and each of them recovered their qi and blood, and when they saw the master get up, they hurriedly rushed to their respective places. Li Sen signaled, two of them turned sideways to support Li Baoyuan, Li Sen then pulled out the tiger head sword behind him, flicked his arms, lifted the short sword upside down, flew into the air, and stood on Feng Xi's side in the blink of an eye.

He just came, but he only felt a wave of scorching heat, rushing to his face, he couldn't help but wave his left hand, only then did he feel a little cool, he peeked at Feng Xi, but only to see that under her ears and temples, there was already a little sweat.

The phantom in the air gradually became solid, and Sun Daxian, who was sitting cross-legged, was also more and more painful. He couldn't help it, and what he had endured at this time had already outweighed the time when the foundation was built.

Suddenly, Sun Daxian stood up tremblingly, his red body was already full of blood, and even every pore was visible to the naked eye at this time, and a little blood bead came out of it. His eyes, bloodshot and bloodshot, for some reason, turned scarlet, he first looked at the inexplicable beside him, like a hungry beast, staring at inexplicable.

Inexplicably stared at by him, seeing him like this, his heart naturally trembled, his scalp was numb, and he was a little afraid, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. But Sun Daxian glanced at him inexplicably a few times, but he didn't pay attention to him, but instead raised his head and looked into the air, but inexplicably he still felt that he was wary of everyone at this time.

The phantom kept appearing, and the four disciples of the Treasure Hall helped the hall master and came to the inexplicable back, and the five of them stared at Sun Daxian in surprise, although they didn't know why he became like this, but they still had to be careful. Li Baoyuan's meridians gradually recovered with the help of medicinal power, and his mind became more and more stable, although his spiritual power was dissatisfied, he also had fifty percent, so he also took out a three-foot cold blade sword from his bag. As soon as the sword came out, I saw a huge head behind the pan, like a fiery red bronze sculpture, floating in the air.