After repairing the gap in the blade, removing the hilt, and hiding the original appearance of the snow sword, Wei Qiqi got a good sword that fit him, and he was in a good mood. He took out the black gold ore and threw it into the rotten silver ring, put the snow sword and iron rod in his sword bag, put on his dry clothes, and lay on the rocks by the waterhole, squinting at the sunset.

The three demon pills presented by the Sect Master Lu of the Hook and Sickle Sect helped him a lot, and then he would focus on refining the flying sword. The first step of the sword level is to warm up the Dao fetus, the second step is to condense the sword species, and the third step is to refine the flying sword.

The sacrificial flying sword is closely related to its own roots and bones, Wei Seventeen and Five Elements are close to the soil, Wei Rongniang is close to the water, her experience can not give much help, she can only rely on her own exploration, he estimated that before the sword discussion in Chixia Valley, if she can break through the sword level, it will already be an unexpected joy.

However, there is another person on Xianyun Peak who is close to the Five Elements of the Earth, which is enough to guide him to refine the flying sword.

The sun was setting in the west, the jade rabbit was rising in the east, and the sky was full of stars, Wei Qiqi stood up, looked down at the reflection of the stars and moon in the waterhole, sighed slightly, and put all kinds of calculations in the back of his mind for the time being.

What appeared in front of him was Qin Zhen's figure. It's just a figure. Almost two years have passed, six or seven hundred days and nights, like black and white rats gnawing at the roots of a tree, he can no longer remember her face clearly, what she said, the promises she made are still in his ears, is the past still there?

He has experienced a complete life, birth, study, work, marriage, childbirth, illness, death, he knows that time can heal a qiē pain, but also consume a qiē feeling, he can't tell whether he misses Qin Zhen as a girl, or the girl named Qin Zhen.

After thinking about it for a while, Wei Qiqi picked up the stone and threw it into the pool, shattered his reflection, and turned to leave.

He returned to Xue Li Cave, met Wei Rongniang and a senior brother, accompanied Qin Zhen for half a month, got along day and night, grinded his ears and temples, and then separated from her again and went to the Lotus Platform to meet the head Xi Huzi.

I haven't seen it for a long time, and the gray color on Xi Huzi's face was swept away, and his original face was as warm as jade, and his eyebrows were full of heroism. Wei Qiqi's heart moved, it seemed that the secret injury that had plagued the head of the sect for many years had improved greatly, and the immortal capital had one less confidant from now on.

Xi Huzi took care of him quite a bit, Wen Yan asked about the progress of cultivation, Wei Qiqi practiced a crazy magic stick method, and took out the Tibetan Snow Sword, and told him about repairing the blade and planting it into the sword seed, Xi Huzi couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he, the former master, never thought that the Hidden Snow Sword was a pure flying sword, and there was no need for a sword boring and a hilt.

A flying sword, two masters in front and back, this is where fate lies.

Wei Qiqi seized the opportunity to ask the head of the sect for advice on the key to refining the flying sword and breaking through the sword level, Xi Huzi did not hide his clumsiness, and taught him the experience of sacrificing and refining the hidden snow sword, and promised to cultivate with him in a place where the spirit of the earth was strong.

Xi Huzi raised the Seven Fowl Sword and took Wei XVII to the cliff under the lotus platform, the mountain wind was howling, blowing on his face with a faint pain, Wei XVII held his breath and watched his every move.

He reached out and patted lightly on the cliff, and the vines disappeared, revealing a dark cave.

Xi Huzi patted Wei Qiqi's shoulder and said: "This is Qixia Cave, facing the sea of clouds, the clouds are like a brocade at two o'clock in the morning and dusk, and it is the most magnificent." This cave is located under the lotus platform, under the ground, the gas of the earth is extremely strong, the best way to refine the Tibetan snow sword, you stay here and concentrate on cultivation, and when you break through the sword level, I will pass on your swordsmanship. ”

Xi Huzi left him in Qixia Cave, which was exactly what Wei Seventeen intended, and he came to Lotus Terrace this time for the purpose of getting closer to the head of the family, and he had to personally guide him and become his confidant. The Hidden Snow Sword gave him an excellent opportunity, and he began to plan for today from the moment Deng Yuan informed him that the former owner of the Hidden Snow Sword was Xi Huzi.

From the acquired turbidity to the trial disciple, from the trial disciple to the inner disciple, and then from the inner disciple to the henchman relied on by the master, Wei Qiqi walked step by step, and finally came to the most critical intersection.

In the Qixia Cave, he began to refine the Tibetan Snow Sword.

The demon pill continued to feed back the true yuan, injected into the Tibetan Snow Sword and slowly refined the flying sword, the sword type swam slowly, subtly changing the quality of the sword, and marking itself inch by inch.

As time went by, Wei Qiqi gradually mastered the key to it, and the flying sword became handy.

Every other month, Xi Huzi would come to Qixia Cave to check on the progress of his sacrifice of flying swords, and bring some clear water and Bigu Dan. He was quite satisfied with Wei Seventeen's progress, although it was not about making rapid progress, but step by step, solid and steady, what the Xiandu faction lacked was such a resilient disciple.

He didn't bother Wei Seventeen either, asked a few words, answered some cultivation problems, came in a hurry, and left in a hurry.

Cultivating the flying sword is a long process, and it takes a lot of true yuan, Rao is Wei Qiqi's body is full of true yuan, far better than ordinary sword cultivation, and later he also felt that he couldn't make ends meet, and it was difficult to maintain it. As Xi Huzi said, the Qixia Cave is rich in the qi of the earth, and it is the place where Zhong Ling sacrifices flying swords, but this "Zhong Ling Land" is not helpful to Wei Qiqi at all, he is congenitally ignorant, and there is no way to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth.

Time flies, and several years pass in a hurry, Wei Qiqi ate all the flesh and blood of the monsters stored in the Penglai bag, and refined all the demon pills that were left, and even fished at the expense of drying up, forcibly urging the demon pills in the dantian to feed back the true yuan, and all kinds of means were used to successfully refine the Tibetan Snow Sword and reach the state of the heart sword.

At this time, it was less than half a year before the seventeenth-year Chixia Valley Sword Debate.