What was recorded on the scroll was the technique of manipulating the flying sword, and just by looking at it, Lin Yi threw it aside.

The most basic things are still tattered like this, and they are useless.

Then he picked up the flying sword and looked at it carefully.

Twenty centimeters long, five centimeters wide, the whole body is dark yellow, the sword body is cold, the tip of the sword reflects the cold light, and the overall evaluation is a magic weapon-level flying sword of average quality.

The Great World of Cultivating Immortals divides the level of weapons into several realms such as magic weapons, spirit weapons, magic weapons, and spirit treasures, and magic weapons are the lowest, but this does not mean garbage.

On the contrary, any weapon of a rank is very precious, even if it is only the lowest level magic weapon.

Even the Qi cultivation period cultivators of the sect couldn't hold a magic weapon in their hands, let alone loose cultivation, this flying sword was really an unexpected joy for Lin Yi.

He examined the flying sword inside and out, and found no abnormalities, nor did he find a divine imprint, as if... This flying sword has not been refined once.

But didn't his former master just be killed by himself?

Lin Yi was puzzled, even if the previous master died, the divine sense imprint on the weapon would not disappear immediately, but would remain for a while.

Now the flying sword looks like this, but it is more like it has not been refined.

Lin Yi thought back to the way Long Jian'an controlled the flying sword before, and his expression was strange.

Although the flying sword was moving, it didn't seem to feel like an arm or finger, but it was similar to how he used the object control technique to control the steel needle.

This... Lin Yi looked at the tattered scroll that he threw aside, and somewhat understood.

Long Jian'an doesn't even seem to know this kind of basic swordsmanship, and he can still kill the Quartet, which is also fantasy enough.

Lin Yi shook his head, grabbed the flying sword, and began refining.

The flying sword with the master needs to spend effort to erase the original mark, but the flying sword without the master does not need it, Lin Yi refined this flying sword very easily.

Urged by spiritual power, the dark yellow flying sword sounded with a sharp roar, as if he was happy to finally meet the Ming Lord.

Lin Yi's heart moved, and the size of the flying sword suddenly became larger, becoming the size of a door panel, and Lin Yi jumped lightly and landed on the flying sword.

The cold wind from above was blocked by the faint shield that emerged from the flying sword, and standing on it was as if it were standing on flat ground.

"Is this flying?"

Lin Yi stepped on the flying sword and flew slowly above the small courtyard, and the fog in the mountains provided him with good shelter.

Edgeworth rose into the air, looking at the endless hills in the distance, Lin Yi's heart was full of joy.

After playing, Lin Yi fell to the ground, and the flying sword the size of the door panel turned into a small streamer and hid it in his hair.

I felt the spiritual power in my body, and I flew for so long, and I used less than one-fiftieth of the total spiritual power, that is to say, if Lin Yi was willing, he could stay in the air for a long time.

Even if an ordinary fourth-layer cultivator in the Qi cultivation period can resist the sword, he can't last long, but Lin Yi is different, after all, what he cultivates is the core technique of the great monk of the Transformation Period, the "Aoki Sutra", not only the quality of spiritual power is extremely high, but the spiritual power in the body is also very huge.

From the very beginning, Lin Yi was ahead of everyone.

Putting Long Jian'an's body aside, Lin Yi looked at Xia Yining, this woman had several wounds on her face, but she couldn't hide her beautiful face, her clothes were in tatters, and spring light appeared from the tatters.

Coupled with a few ropes tied to her body, it vividly reflects the woman's sense of weakness.

Lin Yi looked at it lightly, with thought in his eyes.

Her injuries were severe, and even if Lin Yi gave her therapeutic medicine, it would take a while to heal.

The disposition of this woman is a problem.

At that time, when Long Jian'an broke into Qifeng Mountain, she should also be awake.

In other words, she also knew the strangeness of Qifeng Mountain.

But if she kills it, it will be a trouble if her grandfather really has the ability to trace it.

Lin Yi is not afraid of the pheasant organization of Heavenly Court, and he still maintains a certain sense of awe for the official organization, and with such a large territory, it is difficult to say whether there will be means that he does not know.

......

Xia Yining slowly opened her eyes, this kind of peaceful sleep gave her the illusion of sleeping in the bedroom at home.

But when she opened her eyes, the unfamiliar environment she saw still made her understand that she was still in the outside world.

She moved tentatively, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the rope that had been binding her body had been untied at some point.

"Are you awake?" An unfamiliar male voice came from the other side.

"Who?" Xia Yining jumped up from the ground and shouted.

As she spoke, she suddenly realized that her injuries were completely healed, and after dozens of days, she felt comfortable again.

Xia Yining looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a handsome young man, sitting on a stool, drinking tea while looking at her lightly.

"Don't panic, Long Jian'an is dead." Lin Yi said flatly: "The corpse is not far behind you, you can see for yourself." ”

Xia Yining turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw Long Jian'an, who had been holding her hostage for many days, but Long Jian'an, who was arrogant in the past, had now become a cold corpse.

"You saved me?" Xia Yining remembered the huge plants in the killing array, and the warm feeling, where did he still not understand what was happening, his voice changed from cold to warm, and asked softly.

"Serendipity." Lin Yi was noncommittal.

"No matter what the reason, it was the benefactor who saved me." Xia Yining naturally understood what the coincidence was talking about, if it wasn't for Long Jian'an looking for death, she would not have survived, she bowed respectfully and said: "The grace of saving lives is unforgettable, if the benefactor is useful to my place in the future, there is no need to be polite." ”

"Hmm." Lin Yi nodded: "Speaking of which, I do have one more thing to trouble you." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it." Xia Yining was a little puzzled.

"This is my retreat, I don't want to be disturbed by too many people, I hope you can keep it secret for me."

Xia Yining's eyes flashed with a look of surprise: "Benefactor, I must be tight-lipped and never say it." ”

"You may have misunderstood what I meant." Lin Yi said with a smile: "I want you to swear with your Dao heart and promise not to leak things about me and this mountain." ”

"Dao heart vow?" A question mark appeared on Xia Yining's head: "What is that, a kind of oath?" Okay, as long as the benefactor is at ease, don't say a kind of vow, you can let me send a few more. ”

Lin Yi was speechless, this thing didn't even seem to know the Dao Heart Oath.

"Okay, I'll write it, and you read it." Lin Yi waved his hand and interrupted.

"Oh."

Lin Yi took out a pen and paper, wrote down the oath, and handed it to Xia Yining.

Xia Yining looked at the paper and read word by word: "I swear by my Dao heart that I will keep ..... If there is a violation, it will not be allowed to make progress. ”

After reading the oath, Xia Yining felt a mysterious feeling rise in the depths of his heart, as if he violated this oath, and his cultivation really couldn't improve an inch.