After a few more days, Sun Yunhao returned to his heyday and devoted himself to forging again.

He repeated his old tricks, using the purple flame transformed by the innate Dan Fire as a guide, and began to refine the other two treasures in the Seven Treasures of Buddhism, namely "Xuanfeng Gold" and "Heavenly Star Silver".

These two things, called "Treasure Redemption", require very small quantities, and too much will affect the properties of the main material. The size of Xuanfeng Gold is just right, and as for Tiangang Silver, there are even more.

Sun Yunhao naturally didn't waste such a good thing that even a spirit stone couldn't buy, but first smelted it into a small piece, and then used it to refine this sword, and then froze most of the piece and carefully put it away.

Sun Yunhao looked at the purple, golden, silvery-white liquid, one large, one small, two small, one large and two small liquids, and his face was full of satisfaction.

The most aura-consuming part, he has already completed, the next step is to shape this small sword into a shape, and then add some other auxiliary materials, as long as you are careful, you should not go wrong.

Sun Yunhao moved with his divine thoughts, and the purple liquid was pulled into the air by an invisible force, revealing a small flying sword three inches long.

Sun Yunhao grabbed it with both hands, and more than a dozen auxiliary materials were grabbed by him, and in a specific order, he threw them at the small sword in one go, and as soon as those auxiliary materials touched the liquid, they immediately melted away and disappeared without a trace. The small sword also gradually condensed, and when Sun Yunhao put the last thing, that is, a bottle of fine spiritual spring water, into it, there was a light roar like a dragon's groan, and a small purple sword was refined in this way!

Sun Yunhao controlled the small sword, and gently inserted the small sword into the silver liquid, making the small sword even more crystal clear.

The sword was silver at first, but soon, it reverted to purple.

Then, he placed the sword in the golden liquid, making it more even.

Another flash of golden brilliance flashed, and the small sword absorbed both liquids into a perfect purple small sword.

Sun Yunhao had words in his mouth, words in his mouth, and his hands formed strange handprints, each of which hit the flying sword in an extremely complicated way, imprinting one handprint after another on the flying sword.

A few days later, Sun Yunhao and the others spent countless efforts to refine this sword into the Mixed Yuan Seven Star Sword!

Sun Yunhao didn't have time to be happy, he wanted to recognize this sword as quickly as possible and turn it into his natal magic weapon.

This step is not too difficult, you only need to lay out a simple magic circle to recognize the master, then cut your wrist, release a large amount of essence blood, and then use the magic trick to fuse it with the Mixed Yuan Seven Star Sword, you can recognize the Lord successfully, which is his first natal magic weapon.

Once he recognized this sword, Sun Yunhao could put it into the dantian and slowly temper it with the dantian true fire. And as the refining time gets longer and longer, its power will gradually increase, and over time, it will become more flexible and more handy.

In the past two months, Sun Yunhao has been practicing almost day and night, and finally has a natal magic weapon, and under the joy in his heart, he immediately got up, and he didn't even have time to put away the magic circle in the stone room, so he walked outside the stone room.

"Congratulations, sir." The two women who had been waiting anxiously outside the cave for a long time congratulated with a smile on their faces, this Sun Yunhao's natal magic weapon cost them a lot of effort! However, the joy on their faces lasted only a moment, and then they became worried again.

"Husband, congratulations, you have successfully refined a treasure!" Yun Mengli had already arrived, and was quietly waiting for Sun Yunhao's arrival, but at this moment, her face was full of haggardness, and she looked absent-minded.

"Even if I refine a treasure, I can't keep my beloved wife!" Sun Yunhao saw a trace of exhaustion from Yun Mengli's face, he knew that she had reached the verge of running out of oil and running out, and she might be scattered and fall into reincarnation at any time. It seems that this woman has not been able to hold on for long for a long time, and has been waiting for his natal magic weapon bitterly. Sun Yunhao gently stroked his wife's face, his eyes were full of sadness, and tears slid down his cheeks.

Seeing Sun Yunhao like this, Youlan and Youruo also retreated with interest, leaving Yun Mengli and Sun Yunhao here. Both of them knew that this might be their last chance.

"Xianggong, take out your sword and show it to me!" Mengli smiled at Sun Yunhao with some reluctance.

Sun Yunhao raised his hand with one hand, and a small purple sword with a size of three inches flew out, landed in Yun Mengli's palm, and quickly became larger, turning into the size of a zhang in the blink of an eye.

"Not bad!" Yun Mengli gently rubbed the purple long sword, feeling the vast and boundless spiritual power, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Husband, is there a name for this sword? If not, can I call you Mengli? Yun Mengli's face showed a shallow smile.

"Of course! Hehe, looking at this sword, I think of you, do you think I'll forget you? When Sun Yunhao said this, tears were about to flow out. For a monk who has been cultivating for a hundred years and has an indifferent heart, it is already a good mood to have such a reaction.

"Hehe, don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Yun Mengli smiled coquettishly: "It's just that, for the sake of this 'Dream Glass Sword', I have a request." In the future, this sword will only help you slay demons and demons, and make your body weaker, so don't use it again. I don't know if you'd like to? ”

Sun Yunhao's tears finally flowed, wetting his clothes, and said, "I will definitely listen to you, I will definitely listen to you." ”

Of course he knew what his wife was thinking! His natal magic weapon is made of the seven treasures of Buddhism, and the Buddha is monstrous and powerful. He had not practiced Buddhist exercises, so he could not use them, but he was subject to some restrictions. Buddhism's practice focuses on benevolence, saving the common people, and not killing innocents indiscriminately, so Yun Mengli's advice is actually reminding him that if he clashes with his natal weapon, it will lead to death.

"Husband, I know you're bent on it, and I don't want to say anything. However, the path of cultivation is extremely dangerous, and the husband must be more careful. Now that my husband has such a treasure, I am finally relieved. Yun Mengli handed the purple long sword to Sun Yunhao, then leaned on Sun Yunhao's arms, and said softly: "Mengli has a bumpy life, and she can't accompany her husband to embark on the fairy road, if there is reincarnation, Mengli is willing to reunite with her husband and step on the fairy road hand in hand!" ”

"Husband, since the accident of the Mengli family, the time spent with my husband is very little. Husband, this kind of life, Mengli enjoys it very much! It's a pity that this period is too short! Husband, I am already very lucky to be able to marry you. But she is unwilling, she hopes that in the next life, she can be with her husband and never be separated again. Husband, my daughter is so greedy! ”

The little girl in Sun Yunhao's arms, her breathing gradually became weaker, and after a while, the little girl closed her eyes in Sun Yunhao's tears, and there was no movement.

Sun Yunhao was overwhelmed with grief, tears sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto her beautiful face.

"I didn't expect that on the day I refined this sword, it would be my wife!" Sun Yunhao roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand swung violently, and a purple sword light pierced the sky!

This seemingly unremarkable purple light left a bottomless crack at the entrance of the cave.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a powerful concealment formation here that covered the fluctuations of spiritual power here, this blow would be enough to make the island owners of Xuyun Island, who were hundreds of miles away, change their color.

"Young master, don't be too sad, it's not a bad thing that Miss can return to the path of reincarnation!"

Youlan and Youruo were also taken aback by the power of this blow, and hurriedly retreated to Sun Yunhao's side.

"Yes, we all dream of entering reincarnation and being another person in the next life! Miss is so much better than us, you don't have to be too sad! Youruo wanted to say something, but as soon as she said it, others thought she was lying. Youlan hurriedly tugged at her sleeve, for fear that she would say the wrong thing and make Sun Yunhao even more sad.

For a while, there was silence in the cave, and only a thick sadness filled the air.

Sun Yunhao has cultivated for so many years, although he can't be said to be iron-hearted, but he can also be regarded as an ancient well without waves, so after experiencing the death of his wife, he only grieved for a few days, and then slowly calmed down.

He couldn't bear it, so instead of cremating her body and throwing her body into the sea, as his wife wished, he put her body into a coffin made of ten thousand years of cold jade. The temperature of this coffin is extremely cold, which can ensure that the body will not be damaged for 10,000 years.

Subsequently, he built a tomb for Yun Mengli based on the mortal clothes he wore during his lifetime, and informed everyone on the island to bury her in accordance with the local mortal customs.

Yun Mengli has said more than once that the days on this island are her happiest days, so there is such a tombstone as a kind of memorial for herself.

Mr. and Mrs. "Mr. Jane" have lived on this island for more than ten years, and they have a good reputation among the residents here, and several people who have entrusted their children to Mr. Jane's teaching have a good impression of the couple. So as soon as they heard that "Mrs. Jane died of a sudden illness", they all ran to Tingzhu Shushe to offer condolences. On the day of the funeral, most of the people on the island gathered here. Sun Yunhao looked at his wife, before he died, people who had some intersections with them came to see her off, and his heart was full of joy.

"Hey, Jane! In front of Yun Mengli's tomb, an old man about fifty or sixty years old came to Sun Yunhao and said to him in a gentle tone.

Sun Yunhao hurriedly said: "Then thank you Brother Wang." ”

"Hey, it's really a good man who believes in women, and a good man who believes in women! You and your wife are so good, if it weren't for you, my son wouldn't have been chosen by the Immortal Master to become his disciple! Old Man Wang sighed.

"Accept him as a disciple?" Sun Yunhao frowned slightly, a little surprised. His youngest son, Wang Pu, although he was one of the best students he had ever seen, was also a smart child, less than twenty years old, and there was a faint bookish aura on his body, but he knew that this child had no spiritual root and could not cultivate, so how could he become his disciple?

"Yes, not long ago, there was also an incident on our Qianyun Island, and it is said that these immortals will also send people to our Nuanyun Island to recruit some young talents to join our sect." The monk surnamed Wang explained.

What an honor it is for his son to be able to worship in the fairy gate! Old Man Wang was so excited when he mentioned this matter in front of Mr. Jane.

If it weren't for the fact that his wife had just died, he couldn't hide the excitement and pride in his tone, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and briefly told what happened, so that Sun Yunhao understood the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that back then, the father and son had seen several immortals on the "Qianyun Island", which opened their eyes. Once, two immortals holding scrolls suddenly came down from the sky and stopped in front of them, saying that Wang Pu was an immortal with extraordinary strength and talent, and could be accepted as a disciple.

Since there was such a good thing, they naturally would not object, so the old man asked Wang Pu to follow. Wang Pu was put on a book by two immortal masters, and the scene of walking in the sky is still fresh in my memory, and every time I mention it, I am full of emotion.

Sun Yunhao casually asked about the clothing characteristics of this immortal master, and got a reply from the other party, Sun Yunhao could see at a glance that this immortal master should be a disciple of the Qianyun Sect, and he could also take a flying boat so easily, and nine times out of ten he was a monk in the foundation building period.

A monk in the foundation building period should not have any problems.

Sun Yunhao was a little surprised by this, but he didn't care too much about it.

Sun Yunhao held a grand funeral for Yun Mengli, but he was not in a hurry to leave Xuyun Island and go to other places for retreat. His current mood is very irritable, and he is not suitable for cultivation, so it is better to spend more time here, on the one hand, to teach those students, and on the other hand, to protect Yun Mengli's grave and make his mood more calm.

So, soon, Tingzhu started class again......

Maybe it's this kind of life that makes his mood extraordinarily calm, in just three or two years, he feels that his mentality has made great progress, and I don't know if it's because he has experienced too much life and death, or because this kind of life has made his mentality more and more rich, and after more than ten years, his mentality has become more and more mature. Sun Yunhao had a feeling that if he sat cross-legged now, he didn't need to swallow any pills at all, and he could easily break through the shackles of the realm of the knot.

Sun Yunhao felt that his mentality had changed somewhat, so he decided to close his Tingzhu after completing the two-month course, and bid farewell to his mortal career and returned to the world of immortal cultivators.

On this day, Sun Yunhao was teaching more than 20 students between the ages of fourteen and fifteen to seventeen or eighteen, most of these students were some people who behaved in the world, behaved in the world, behaved in the world, and so on. These students are the students he has taught the longest, and they have been studying in the Tingzhu Study House for at least five years, and the longest has even been studying for seven years.

These people are Sun Yunhao's proudest "students", and there are two or three of them, all of whom have a bookish atmosphere, and at first glance they are well-read and well-informed.

It's a pity that these people are all mortals without spiritual roots, if not, Sun Yunhao will definitely let them join Confucianism and become a real monk.

When he just said the sentence "Do not do to others what you would not do to yourself", his face changed slightly, and his heart was slightly shocked.

Under Sun Yunhao's divine thoughts, he saw two monks flying from more than ten miles away and heading straight to Xuyun Island, but they didn't look for the only Qi refining period monk on the island, but landed in front of a small village less than ten miles away from the study.

Sun Yunhao was so close, he naturally heard it clearly, and the aura emanating from these two people was impressively the cultivation of the foundation building period.

Just when Sun Yunhao was secretly thinking about the intention of the two, after a short pause in the village, the two flew directly towards the Tingzhu Study.

Sun Yunhao frowned slightly, if it was for himself, it would be more than just two early stage foundation building. With Sun Yunhao's current ability, of course, it is impossible for these two monks in the late stage of foundation building to find any clues, so he continued to tell loudly what it means to be "poor is good for yourself, and good is for the world".

Not long after, two middle-aged scribes in cyan robes appeared above the Tingzhu Study. Both of them had long black beards, were personable, and had dignified appearances, and even in a group of mortals, they could be seen at a glance that they were different.

"Wow!" Yes! ”

"I've seen the Immortal Master."

"Fly in the air! Sure enough, it was him! ”

"Why don't you go and meet the Immortal Master?"

Suddenly, all the students saw this scene through the window, shouted excitedly, and rushed out of the classroom to kowtow to the two "immortal masters".

Sun Yunhao walked out of the library pavilion with an ancient book in his arms, clenched his hands into fists, and said in a mean tone: "Meet the two immortals!" Sun is a teacher at Tingzhu Academy, do you need any help? Both of them have a bookish aura on their bodies, and they look like Confucianists, and on their chests, there is also a pattern similar to a bamboo slip, which is the pattern of the Confucianism of Qianyun Island-Qianyun Sect.

The two ignored Sun Yunhao, just glanced at the people below, a hint of discoloration flashed in their eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.

Although Sun Yunhao lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the two, his every move was still seen by him with his divine thoughts. However, he noticed that as soon as he saw those students with the smell of books on their bodies, the two young men were all happy, and nine times out of ten, they came for the enrollment and selection of the sect. I just don't know, when they know that these people have no spiritual roots, will they be disappointed. After all, whether it's true or not, the chance that a mortal can give birth to a spiritual root is too small!

After the two of them swept their eyes over the people below, they seemed to be talking to each other in a low voice.

In order to prevent the mortals below from hearing it, the two monks also deliberately laid a layer of soundproof barrier.

However, the prohibitions laid down by these low-level monks, under Sun Yunhao's divine thoughts, were useless, and it was easy to listen to the conversation between Sun Yunhao and Sun Yunhao clearly.

"Senior Brother Sun Yunhao, it's worth the trip, there are three people here this time, all with the breath of books!" But the man was overjoyed.