This is not Su Liuqing's cranky thinking, sometimes mentioning a sentence is better than years of penance.

If the Xuandan Sect still existed, a young middle-grade refiner like him would naturally not lack the guidance of a strong person.

It's just that now that the old sect doesn't exist, he can only rely on himself and explore the refining tools little by little.

It's just self-learning and self-research, and the process is extremely slow.

Now it's not easy to meet a senior master of the Refining Dao.

Su Liuqing will not let go of such an opportunity no matter what.

It's just that before he came to the courtyard, he was stopped by Xia Mucheng.

"No one is allowed to approach without the permission of the sect master, so please go back to the Su Pavilion Master!"

"This ......"

Su Liuqing stood in place and hesitated.

Seeing that Xia Mucheng, who was like an iron tower, stopped him, he didn't know whether to go or stay for a while.

If he left like this, he was a little unwilling.

It's hard to see someone refining spiritual weapons, and it would be a pity if you missed it like this.

But if he didn't leave, Elder Xia obviously wouldn't let him go.

At this time, under the attic, the thunder continued to fall.

The panic spread of Tianwei, which made Xiao Liming also take two steps back slightly, and did not confront the thunder head-on.

The thunderbolts fell one after another, and the long sword was conceived in the sea of thunder, bearing the constant bombardment of the thunder.

The Dao runes engraved on the surface of the sword body are also glorious at this moment.

It seems that with each thunderous bombardment, it gradually merges with the sword body itself.

Xiao Liming's eyes stared at the scene in front of him, but he didn't make any moves.

If a spiritual weapon is to appear in the world, it must withstand the tempering of thunder.

Otherwise, it won't be a real spiritual artifact.

If it had to be tempered by thunder, it would be impossible for the spirit weapon to possess extraordinary power.

It's a necessary process, one that no one can stop.

Now the only thing Xiao Liming has to consider is the sword, whether he can resist the forging of thunder.

This is also the last step to intercept the vast majority of refiners and achieve the Artifact Dao Method.

Outside the attic, Xia Mucheng was a little helpless, everyone was a respected elder and a high position.

Although he is a high-ranking Su Liuqing, he can't let the other party be too embarrassed.

Su Liuqing has been lingering, and Xia Mucheng can only turn a blind eye, as if he didn't see it at all.

Suddenly, Xiao Liming's ears moved slightly, and he opened his mouth lightly.

"Come in!"

As the sect master's words came out, both of them were stunned for a moment.

Su Liuqing reacted and said with great joy: "Elder Xia, the sect master has already spoken, please let me in!" ”

"Please!"

Seeing this, Xia Mucheng no longer insisted.

He actually wanted to know what was going on inside.

Now with Xiao Liming's permission, he plans to go in together to take a look.

The door of the building opened automatically, and after the two stepped into the pavilion, they felt a powerful force rushing towards them.

At the moment, they had to lift the Yuan Spirit and turn it into a defensive wall to resist the power.

When you look at it, only thunder fills your eyes.

And in the middle of the thunder, a silver-white long sword floated in the air, silently bearing the blow of the thunder.

"Thunder quenching body, sure enough, a spiritual weapon was born!"

Seeing this, Su Liuqing was completely excited.

The Dao runes that appeared on the body of the sword seemed extremely mysterious and unpredictable in his eyes.

A stroke seems normal, but when you look closely, it seems to be very different.

As for Xia Mucheng on the side, he was both shocked and puzzled and looked at the scene in front of him.

Xiao Liming didn't pay much attention to the two of them coming in, and his gaze remained on the long sword.

As time passed, the silver-white sword body finally reached a limit that it could withstand.

The sword body trembled incessantly, as if it would crack at any moment, but the thunder of the heavenly dome still did not stop.

"How could it be so long?"

Xiao Liming looked at the thunder that still did not retreat, and his heart was also secretly worried.

According to his estimates, the thirty-six thunder tribulations are already over.

Now there are more than fifty trails, which is obviously beyond the scope that ordinary low-grade spiritual weapons need to bear.

Although the body of the long sword is a sixth-order ore, it is not really indestructible.

Seeing that the thunder was still falling, Xiao Liming no longer stood idly by.

A palm bombarded out, and the palm wind instantly expanded, striking towards the thunder in the sky.

Thundered!!

The palm power collided with the thunder, and the power energy exploded immediately, but the thunder was also annihilated at the same time.

The abrupt shot seemed to provoke the thunder on the heavenly dome.

In an instant, several more thunderbolts fell, each more than twice as thick as before.

Before it fell, the terrifying power was already discoloring.

Su Liuqing immediately exclaimed: "It's not good, when the thunder is refining the spiritual weapon, outsiders must not interfere; Otherwise, it will be seen as a provocation, and an even more terrible thunder penalty will be lowered! ”

Mortals shake the sky, and thunder punishment comes!

That's definitely no joke!

Even the powerhouses of the Xuanshen Stage may suffer heavy losses or even be destroyed.

However, at the moment, in the Xuanying Domain, the thunder punishment should not be strong to that extent.

Su Liuqing looked at Xiao Liming, who looked as usual, and he was not sure in his heart.

If you can't hold the Lei Fa, I'm afraid that one-third of the Xuanying Sect will be affected.

Looking at the falling thunder, a terrifying power instantly erupted from Xiao Liming's body.

At this moment, the vast phantom spirits in the dantian were surging.

As if to break through some kind of restraint, two ropes of golden light emerged from the void and wrapped around Xiao Liming's hands and wrists.

However, he didn't notice it, and directly sealed his hands, and a terrifying phantom appeared in the air.

The body that couldn't see the face clearly, looked up to the sky and let out a silent roar.

The breath of ancient times swept all directions in an instant.

Celestial Technique - Round Heaven Big Hand

The print was punched out, and the huge palm stood up in the sky.

From a distance, there were only two golden threads running through the void.

The thunder fell from the sky, and a terrifying body stepped on the earth, waving its palms at the thunder and fighting back, venting its anger.

Lang Tuyao paused directly, looking at the scene in the distance, his eyes were full of horror.

Although he didn't get close there, he could still feel the unparalleled power in it.

That is the power that even a mid-stage martial artist of the Xuan God can easily crush.

"It's a bundle of spirit threads again!!"

Lang Tuyao muttered, and immediately looked at the location of the source of the vision.

Then he exclaimed: "Sure enough, the person who condensed the spiritual thread came from the Xuanying Sect!" ”

At this time, a big hand fell from the sky, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, the thunder was directly extinguished, and the aftermath was not stopped and blasted into the sky.

Rumble!!

The invisible ripples rippled, and the thunder paths gathered on the heavenly dome collapsed in an instant.

After only a few breaths, the sky became clear again.

It's just that no one spoke, and they were stunned to recall the scene just now.

It was as if I had seen something incredible.

Jing Yan's throat rolled hard, and the scene of the blow shattering the thundercloud was already deeply imprinted in his mind.

It was obviously just a blow from the peak realm of the Xuan Illusion, but it gave him the illusion that even if he was a powerhouse in the Xuan God Stage, he was far from being able to do it.

The shock brought by a direct blow to shatter the thunder path is greater than the confrontation between the strong.

This is a real contest with the power of heaven and earth, and it is endless fun to fight with heaven!

For some reason, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Jing Yan's mind.

As for the other players of the Xuanying Sect, they have completely turned into melon-eating masses at this moment.

"This is too against the sky!"

"Eagle boSS really lives up to its name!"

"I am speechless, I can only use the grass to express my respect for the sect master in my heart."

"Do you have any brothers recording videos, if so, remember to send me a copy!"

"Sharp like this, only the sect master!"

After a brief moment of shock, the players were boiling.

Hard thunder, palm slash thunder!

Either way, it's not something that players can access at this stage.

So the shock brought to them is naturally needless to say.

As the eruption of the phantom element fell silent, the beam of spirit threads gradually disappeared.

Xiao Liming withdrew his palm, and the thunder on the sky had all disappeared.

To be honest, burst out with all your strength.

He himself was a little surprised, if it wasn't for the appearance of the spirit thread at the last moment, forcibly suppressing the power, he was afraid that he would be able to burst out with greater power.

Although Xiao Liming was shocked in his heart, he was calm and light on the surface.

As if expected, he simply waved his sleeves.

It seems to dispel the dust and smoke that does not exist in front of you.

Then he walked over to the sword and grabbed it.

As for Xia Mucheng and Su Liuqing, they were completely dumbfounded.

Especially Su Liuqing, it can be said that the more he has seen, the more he can understand the horror of Xiao Liming's hand.

Although he didn't know what those two golden rays were, he could understand what kind of feat it was to smash the thunder with one palm and wipe out all the thunder and lightning with one blow.

After the shock, Su Liuqing looked at the long sword in Xiao Liming's hand and couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

Exclaimed: "The aura is strong, and the blade qi is like frost; Dare to ask, the sect master has already reached the realm of the refining master!? ”

"It's just a high-grade refiner."

In just two words, Su Liuqing seemed to have suffered a fatal crit.

Then he smiled to hide his embarrassment, and sighed: "I don't want the sect master to be a top-grade refiner, it's rude for Liuqing!" ”

As he spoke, he bowed respectfully.

It's not about strength, or about the status of the other party.

The reason why this is so is true is because the other party has made achievements in the way of refining.

There is no order to learn, and the master is the teacher.

This gift is a great gift from him as a refiner to the predecessors of the refining master.

After a salute, Su Liuqing straightened up and looked at the long sword in Xiao Liming's hand with burning eyes.

Shen Sheng asked, "Dare to ask the sect master, what is the name of this sword?" ”

"Cloud Dragon Sword!"

"It turned out to be the Cloud Dragon Sword, a good name!"

Su Liuqing sighed, and then said, "Can the sect master borrow this spiritual weapon to show me?" ”

"Whatever you want." Xiao Liming threw the Yunlong Sword out with his hand, and then Su Liuqing hurriedly reached out and took it.

When he received the sword, he didn't dare to pick it up indiscriminately, so he could only choose to hold the hilt of the sword.

After all, the edge of the spirit weapon is amazing, if it is easy to wield its edge, if you accidentally grasp it, it will immediately end up being separated from the limbs.

Su Liuqing held the Yunlong Sword, his fingers gently caressing the sword body, and a cold chill surged from it.

The flames had not completely dissipated in the faint moment, and there was even a faint remnant of the power of thunder.