After sneaking into the Green Underworld City, Zhou Xiang found that his hard life had just begun. After they found an inn and settled down, the two women went to the street excitedly, Lin Lu first went to the pill shop to buy some pills, and then when she met the shop, she would go in and choose, even the grocery store did not let go, but there were too many things in it, the two women had a good argument, and in the end they didn't buy it, Zhou Xiang felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, meditation and cultivation were more interesting than shopping with women and female ghosts, and in the end, it was the shop owner who saved him with a word:" The store is about to close, please check out as soon as possible, if you need to come back tomorrow!". The two girls went to the counter to pay the bill and leave, even so, on the way back to the inn, after returning to the store, one person and one ghost were still there with a hundred times the spirit of commenting on the various things purchased today. Zhou Xiang really had a big head, and after returning to the room, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, the two women had to go out to continue, Zhou Xiang resolutely stayed in the store to meditate and practice this time, and the two women did not force it, they went out in the morning and walked until late at night before returning to the inn.

After three days like this, it is estimated that Lin Lu's ghost stone has also been spent, so he settled the store money under Zhou Xiang's strong request, and took the carriage out of the city again and rented a small courtyard in a remote mountain village nearby, where a ghost stone can live for ten days, which is much cheaper than the inn in Qingyin City, and it is not far from the road to Chaohe Town, so you can set off at any time.

Zhou Xiang finally cleared up, and after telling the two girls not to disturb him if they were fine, he began to concentrate on practicing as planned, especially flying skills, Zhou Xiang had long been looking forward to it. However, to practice this technique, you first need to have a magic weapon, and it is best to have a monk's natal magic weapon, because this instrument is refined with the monk's painstaking efforts, and it can communicate with the monk's mind and can do it like an arm's command. Whether it is flying or fighting the enemy, the natal weapon is the only choice, but it also has disadvantages, that is, once the natal weapon is damaged, the monk will also suffer a backlash, and the cultivation will decline at the lightest, and the skill will be wasted at the worst. Therefore, monks are very cautious in choosing natal weapons, either choosing high-level weapons or choosing magic weapons that can grow with them, so as not to delay their cultivation in the end. After thinking about it, Zhou Xiang decided not to choose the natal weapon for the time being, and only found a good sword to refine it a little to achieve the purpose of flying.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiang probed his divine sense into the storage ring, and there was a row of wooden shelves inside, on which many magic weapons were placed. Zhou Xiang found a long sword that looked good, firstly, he originally used a long sword, and secondly, in the jade slip left by Li Xuankong, he introduced that Sanqingmen had its own inheritance of swordsmanship. After choosing, Zhou Xiang removed the sword from the storage ring and used the Artifact Technique to levitate it in front of him.

After this sword was taken out, it suddenly grew, the sword blade was three feet three, the whole body was made of unknown materials, it looked Qingfeng Zhanzhan, the sword spine was carved with a simple pattern, and the hilt of the sword was also wrapped with golden silk threads, hanging there in the cold air, Zhou Xiang imagined a picture of his own sword flying in his mind, and was very satisfied with this sword, and named it "Qingzhan".

After recalling the process of refining ordinary magic weapons again, Zhou Xiang sat cross-legged behind the Qingzhan sword, stretched out his index finger with his right hand, and used spiritual power to force out a drop of essence blood, which slowly fell on the sword body and infiltrated into the pattern, and then Zhou Xiang's left and right hands played a series of tricks to the sword body according to the description of the jade jian, and the sword body began to glow with light and tremble.

After a few hours, Zhou Xiang felt that the spiritual power was a little weak, but at this moment, the Qingzhan Sword had been wrapped in a layer of spiritual light, and he couldn't see the original appearance, Zhou Xiang's hands used the spiritual power again to play the last magic decision, and he felt that his whole body had been hollowed out, but his expression was relieved at the moment, because up to now, the early refining of this sword was completed, and then he needed to wait for three days for the spiritual power to wrap the sword body and make it completely integrated with the essence and blood, and finally use the divine sense to complete the final sacrifice, and Zhou Xiang would have his first refining magic weapon.

Next, Zhou Xiang began to regain his spiritual power and divine sense.

On the third day, the spiritual power and essence blood on Qing Zhan's sword had been completely integrated with the sword body, and Zhou Xiang, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately covered his divine sense on the sword body and began to travel according to a specific pattern, thus leaving his mark on the sword body.

Another day passed. When a smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Xiang's mouth, the Qingzhan sword suddenly moved, and it began to hover and fly in the air to make various movements, one moment went straight to the door, but suddenly slashed into the air, one in front of Zhou Xiang, one behind him, and one moment held up the tattered wooden block on the ground and sent it to Zhou Xiang's hands.

"Haha!" Zhou Xiang couldn't help laughing, the Qingzhan Sword that had been refined was extremely flexible under the control of the Imperial Technique, and it could be described as an arm command.

After mastering the Qingzhan sword, Zhou Xiang put it into the storage ring, and while he meditated and recovered, he decided to start his first sword flight early tomorrow morning.

The next day, Zhou Xiang's spiritual power and spirit had recovered to their peak state, he took out the Qingzhan Sword to control it and followed him out of the room, the sky was already bright at this moment, but there was no movement on Lin Lu and Lan Ling's side, they should still be meditating and cultivating. Zhou Xiang quietly came to the foot of the mountain alone, it was very quiet here, especially suitable for practicing flying, plus it was close to the Qing Netherworld, there were many ghost cultivators flying around in the sky, and the nearby ghost people had long been surprised. Therefore, Zhou Xiang was also seen by ordinary ghost people after he flew up.

After choosing a flat place, Zhou Xiang's divine sense and spiritual power were running at the same time, and the Qingzhan Sword flew in front of him obediently, stopping at a height of one foot above the ground.

Zhou Xiang injected a spiritual power into the sword body, and the Qingzhan sword slowly increased to more than two times, and then he slowly stood on the sword body with some excitement, with his right foot in front and his left foot in the back, after standing completely, Zhou Xiang found that his legs and stomach were a little trembling, and he could only comfort himself that it was caused by being too excited, after all, the horse was about to realize his dream of flying.

After calming down a little, Zhou Xiang pinched a sword duel with his left hand, and then urged the spiritual power with his right hand, and the Qingzhan sword "swished" out.

"Plop", Zhou Xiang fell to the ground with an upside-down onion.

"Poof!" a chuckle rang out not far away.

Zhou Xiang sighed in his heart that he was unlucky, he didn't expect that the first flight ended in failure, and in the end, the sword flew away by itself, but he stayed in place, which was too embarrassing, fortunately he was not discovered by the ghost people, and he was secretly rejoicing, but there was a sudden laughter in his ears.

Zhou Xiang got up from the ground with a bone, and at this moment Qing Zhanjian lost his command and fell far to the ground. "Who is it?" Zhou Xiang shouted into the place where the laughter came from, and at the same time made a defensive posture.

"It's me!", with a coquettish laugh, a slender figure walked out not far away, it was Lin Lu. At this moment, her temperament has changed again, her robe has been changed into a long blue skirt, and she is stepping on a pair of pink leather boots, exuding strong confidence and pride, as if she is a noble girl from a big family. Zhou Xiang even had a feeling of amazement at a glance.

"I was originally resuming my cultivation in the house, but I heard you sneaking out, so I followed you here, who knew that I saw a joke early in the morning!haha!" At the end, Lin Lu couldn't help but laugh again.

"Isn't it just a failure of the first test flight? Who doesn't have a first?" Zhou Xiang was very embarrassed, and said hard in his mouth.

"Hehe!" Lin Lu couldn't hold back a laugh and explained, "Don't you Terrans use your spiritual power to connect yourself with the flying sword before flying?"

"Hmm!" Zhou Xiang then remembered that Li Xuankong's cultivation experience did record that when flying, he should use spiritual power to connect himself with the flying sword, which can play a stabilizing role in addition to being easy to control, "I've heard the previous sentence." It's the back, why don't you keep your mouth shut if you don't open the shield?" Zhou Xiang asked.

"Because I'm afraid of getting wind in my mouth!" Lin Lu saw that Zhou Xiang was fooled again, and began to laugh again.

"Hmph, don't underestimate my human race!" Zhou Xiang said unconvincing words in his mouth, but his heart was extremely worried, he stretched out his hand to recall the Qingzhan sword and stood on the sword body again. This time with the previous lesson, Zhou Xiang used his spiritual power to firmly connect himself with the sword body before the test flight, and then slowly drove the Qingzhan sword to fly forward, and while flying Zhou Xiang looked nervously at his feet, his brain was a little dizzy.

"Look ahead when flying!" Lin Lu reminded on the side.

Zhou Xiang carefully moved his gaze to the front, and the Qingzhan Sword began to rise slowly, flew forward for a few feet, and then turned around and flew back.

"How do you feel?" Lin Lu asked curiously.

"It's so cool!" Zhou Xiang shouted happily, "I can finally fly!"

"It seems that you were only a few feet off the ground just now, plus you turned around, it is no different from riding in a carriage!" Lin Lu's eyes showed a smile again.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning! I have already started! The next thing is just to strengthen my proficiency!" Zhou Xiang rolled his eyes, but he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, he stood on the Qingzhan Sword and turned around again, and then raised a few feet, and flew a little farther.

"Cowardly Terran!" Lin Lu muttered, flicked her right hand, and a strange magic weapon flew out of her bag, Lin Lu turned around and stepped on it in a dashing manner, and the magic weapon carried her diagonally to the sky, and the colorful long skirt dragged a beautiful arc, and she then flew straight towards the mountains like a fairy, leaving a beautiful figure in Zhou Xiang's eyes.