The Golden Lock Array is a well-known defensive formation, and the source of this formation is the Bagua Gate in Yangzhou. The golden lock array locks one door, which can lock the objects in the array to protect it. The biggest feature of this formation is that each golden lock is independent and unrelated to each other, so that no matter which golden lock is broken, the rest of the golden locks will still not be affected, and the protective power of the formation will continue to exist. This is completely different from the nature of other formations that break as soon as they are broken, which greatly increases the reliability of the formation itself.

The strength of the Golden Lock Array's formation is determined by the firmness of each door lock and the number of locks. Huan Yin's silver shuttle has a total of two golden locks, and it is the most rudimentary golden lock array. However, even so, Huan Yin still felt that this formation was solid for him, at least with his own current cultivation, even if he sacrificed the Yang Sword Sword Qi, he would not be able to break this formation.

Huan Yin looked at the silver shuttle in front of him again with great satisfaction, and then put it back into the Qiankun bag.

After that, Huan Yin began to count the various sword-forging materials he had obtained in the secret realm. Although he didn't gain anything in the secret center in the end, before entering the center, he searched all the way, so in fact, there were a lot of sword forging materials that he included in his bag.

"Twenty-three light steel and wood, twenty-three heavy single leaves......" Huan Yin counted while putting the counted materials into an ordinary storage bag. Without the Sword Pavilion, there would be no achievements for him today, so he had to clean them up and give them to the master, so that the master could distribute and call them uniformly.

"Hey, what is this?" Counting, Huan Yin suddenly found a strange turtle shell in the pile of materials in the Qiankun bag. The shell is only the size of a palm, and it is blue-black in color, and it is mixed with the material, making it difficult to find without careful search.

Huan Yin took the turtle shell out of the storage bag and looked at it carefully, but he searched his memories and couldn't remember that he had ever encountered such a thing. Moreover, he didn't even recognize what the turtle shell was. You must know that Huan Yin has completely memorized the content of the pillar of the sect's platform, and if it is a sword casting material, I am afraid that there are few that he does not know.

"Isn't this a sword-forging material?" Huan Yin was stumped by this inconspicuous thing.

In this way, he took the turtle shell and looked at it for a while, but somehow, in the end, it was the ghost who tried to inject spiritual power into the turtle shell. This attempt immediately shocked Huan Yin. As soon as the spiritual power arrived, the side of the turtle shell facing outward was lit up with blue light, Huan Yin hurriedly turned the bright side of the light to take a closer look, only to see that there were a lot of text-like things densely lit up on it, but these words were strange and strange, and Huan Yin didn't recognize them at all.

Huan moved again due to his spiritual power, and the words on the turtle shell became brighter and brighter, dyeing the room blue. Then, the cyan light suddenly flourished and waned, and in an instant it subsided, and the room was once again full of candles. Huan Yin noticed it, and rolled up the left sleeve of his clothes, only to see a delicate blue-black Xuanwu pattern appear on his left arm.

A strange feeling was born in Huan Yin's mind with the appearance of the pattern, he didn't know anything about turtle shells, but at this moment he suddenly became as if he knew what it was, like instinct.

Huan was moved, and then the pattern on his arm disappeared again, but this time, instead of a turtle shell, a cyan light surrounded him. In the light, a Xuanwu phantom appeared, overlapping with Huan Yin's figure.

Huan Yin had a feeling of being protected, as if the Xuanwu Phantom was guarding him at the moment.

The turtle shell is a defensive magic weapon, but this treasure is special, it can be integrated into the human body, and it is a magic weapon that can coexist with the monk! This magic weapon is called a spiritual weapon, and the power of the magic weapon will increase with the growth of the monk's own cultivation after being integrated into the body, as if the monk has comprehended a magic with great potential.

Huan Yin felt the power contained in the Xuanwu Illusory Shadow outside his body, and was secretly surprised in his heart. Spells of the same level, except for a few extremely powerful spells, I am afraid that they are rarely able to break through their own defenses. Since Huan Yin cultivated the Dao, there are few spells and magic weapons, and there are no means of defense. Now, this turtle shell just makes up for his biggest flaw.

Huan Yin looked at the Xuanwu Phantom outside him again with great satisfaction, and then put away the spell.

There are really a lot of sword-casting materials received in the secret realm, and Huan Yin counted for about three hours, and the sky was slightly glowing with white light, and he finally ended this work.

Huan Yin had an ordinary storage bag on the table in front of him, full of all kinds of materials he had counted, and Huan Yin thought to himself that he would be very happy to hand these over to the master today.

He stood up, pushed the door open, and walked out.

Overhead, it was still pitch black, but there was already a glimmer of light in the sky. Then, the glimmer of light gradually pushed outward, as if to declare its sovereignty to the sky.

Just when the darkness in the air was completely dispelled by the light, a trace of golden light appeared in the place where the first white light originally appeared. The golden mangs do not have the overwhelming momentum of the white light, it is only a short trace, but if you experience it carefully, the agility and charm contained in the golden mangs are not found in the white light anyway.

"The early sun is the source of day, just like the vitality of day. New life, it's so beautiful!" Huan Yin muttered.

"It's time to return to a peaceful life, cultivate well, and start this day with Chuyang!" Huan Yin felt that the fall of cultivation was like his own night, as long as he worked hard, the light would soon return.

Huan Yin walked to the edge of the platform and sat down cross-legged, he felt the flow of the mountain breeze around him, bathed in the first rays of sunlight between heaven and earth, and began his day's cultivation.

In the middle of the night, when the morning sun had all risen from the sky, Huan Yin suddenly thought of something, and he reached out and took out a bamboo slip from the Qiankun bag. This bamboo slip is the key to Shaoyang Sword Qi written by Feng Xiao, the master of the First Sword Peak Qi Pavilion.

The bamboo slip opened, and a faint purple aura rose, and then dense purple characters came into Huan Yin's eyes. Feng Xiao said that Shaoyang Sword Qi is a swordsmanship made by the predecessors of the Qi Pavilion who comprehended the power of the early yang, comprehended the mysteries, and condensed it on the tip of the sword.

"Although I am proficient in sword qi, I don't have a sword qi technique, just take advantage of the time for cultivation to recover, and comprehend the Shaoyang sword qi taught by Senior Feng every day under this early sun. Thinking of this, Huan Yin carefully looked at the contents on the bamboo slips.

The second half of "Shaoyang Sword Qi" is about how to turn the power of the first yang into sword qi and then use it. Although the content of this paragraph is exquisite, it is similar to the way of other spells, and it can be regarded as ordinary. However, the content of the first half was much more than Huan Yin expected, because this part did not talk about how to cultivate Shaoyang Sword Qi at all, let alone what was called the power of Shaoyang, but how to perceive Chuyang.

In the last part of the first half of "Shaoyang Sword Qi", there is an explanation like this: "The power of Shaoyang begins with Shaoyang. The rhyme of Shaoyang has a thousand changes, so the understanding is different, and the power is different. However, there are also thousands of changes, so the more thorough the understanding, the more powerful it is. ”

Judging from the meaning of this passage, what kind of spell Shaoyang Sword Qi is and what kind of power it can exert depends entirely on the perception of the caster. Different perceptions lead to different techniques in the end. However, the more thoroughly one comprehends the power of the First Sun, the stronger the power of the Shaoyang Sword Qi will be.

Ordinary spells are all taught to people how to cultivate, and the methods and know-how of cultivation will be clearly pointed out, and the final spells that are practiced are also completely certain, and there will be no variables. However, the "Shaoyang Sword Qi" in Huan Yin's hand is completely different, not only is the cultivation method unclear, but it is also unpredictable what kind of sword qi can be cultivated in the end.

"It's all about enlightenment, it's such a strange technique, no wonder Senior Feng said that no one among the disciples in his Qi Pavilion can carry forward this technique. This kind of technique is too jerky to understand. However, if you can really comprehend the power of the first sun and condense it on the sword, its power may be really extraordinary. What's more, the first yang is the creation of heaven and earth, and there are many avenues contained in it, which are far from as simple as what we see on weekdays, so the cultivation of this technique is probably like self-cultivation, although the road is long, but the potential is also endless. ”

Unconsciously, the first sun has turned into a blazing sun, Huan Yin put away the bamboo slips, stood up, turned around and walked to the kitchen - he hadn't cooked for the master for a long time, today, he had to honor the master well, and of course, the new pavilion master.

In the dining room, Huan was dressed as a cooker and stood at the end of the table with a smile on his face, he was very satisfied with his performance today, and the two elders must be very happy too.

After a while, there was a sound of conversation outside the dining room, and it sounded like Duan Yun and Ye Qingyou were discussing the matter of recruiting disciples.

"The pavilion master is early, the master is early!" The two figures appeared at the door, and Huan Yin took the initiative to salute them.

"Oh, you're up so early. Duan Yun looked at Huan Yin and was a little surprised.

"You did this?" another voice came from Ye Qingyou.

"The disciple has been sleeping for eight days in a row, and if he doesn't get up and move again, I'm afraid he will break down. Pavilion Master, this is the breakfast that the disciple made for the two elders. Huan Yin laughed.

Duan Yun looked at the breakfast on the table, which was full of color and flavor, and said with a smile: "You kid, your cultivation has not fallen, and your cooking skills have not been lost." Uncle Shi, come, try Yin'er's craftsmanship, he cooks, and it is much better than mine. Duan Yun very affectionately invited Ye Qingyou to the main seat.

"It seems that the people of the Sword Pavilion are thin, and they need to do everything themselves, but they need to cultivate talents, which is good, not bad. Ye Qingyou made a rare joke, Huan Yin had been smiling gently since she saw her today, and it seemed that she had slowly integrated into the Sword Pavilion.

"In the future, you can just call me uncle. Ye Qingyou took a sip of porridge and said to Huan Yin.

"Okay, Uncle Shi. ”