Wang Hao didn't reveal too much information about this senior after all, but just reminded Qin Chuan before leaving.

"The last master of this grass house was originally a disciple of the Qingshan Inner Sect the day after refining qi. ”

"It is said that his own qualifications are mediocre, and it is because of this grass house that he has been able to improve his cultivation so quickly. ”

"This Xiaolu has moved out since the day after he was promoted. But I heard that this acquired senior brother wants to transfer it to his clan brother, which is really ridiculous. ”

Wang Hao laughed when he said this.

"Is this Qingshan Sect really opened by their sword?

Qin Chuan was confused, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to comfort him and feel relieved. The two of them chatted a few more words, and when the moon had fully risen and the air was a little wet and cold, they said goodbye and parted.

Seeing Wang Hao turn right out of sight, he turned back into the house.

This room has all the facilities you need. lit a candle on the candlestick, and suddenly illuminated the small house.

Futons, beds, square wooden tables, four benches around it, and a few bits and pieces, not worth mentioning.

Open the window and let the moonlight in.

Everything here seems to be different, even the moonlight. Even though he was here, he seemed to be out of place, and this thought lingered in his heart, which temporarily made him extinguish the idea of cultivating.

took out the sword talisman sent by Ji Xu Daoist this morning, and studied it.

"Give it for nothing, it's a tyrannical thing!" the voice of the thing came faintly, with these regrets.

Qin Chuan only had time to figure out the weight and shape of this sword talisman when he heard the sound of the thing. "Oh, what's your opinion?"

"I didn't expect to see such treasures in this year, it's really strange. ”

The old god climbed up to Qin Chuan's palm comfortably, three circles on the left and three circles on the right, carefully studying this sword talisman. With his face against the sword talisman, as if he was groping carefully, the cold touch suddenly made him feel excited.

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, where is this a sword talisman!"

Qin Chuan had already discovered that this sword talisman was not a dan, not a formation, not a forbidden, or a non-talisman, but he could feel the majestic power flowing silently in it.

"This is clearly a sword pill!"

The words of the thing made Qin Chuan's heart shock, and his breathing suddenly became much heavier. It is true that Qin Chuan first entered the immortal path, but of course he knows what the sword pill is.

The ancient sword cultivation has been lost for a long time, and although the new sword cultivation can still keep the face of the sword cultivation, it is nothing more. Although it is often possible to give birth to a stunningly talented sword cultivator, it is difficult to reverse the downward trend of sword correction.

In ancient times, it wasn't that you could say that you were a sword cultivator with a sword, and this sword pill was the most important thing. Strictly speaking, the sword pill is a kind of elixir, and after all, it is refined in the Dan furnace, so it has to be faced.

In ancient times, the way of heaven still occupied the main position, and humanity had to stand aside. At that time, the elixir, talismans, and formation prohibitions came from one place, and they were not separated from each other.

"I don't know which bastard boy actually portrayed such a clumsy sword intent on it, forming such a thing that is not a pill and does not match. "The thing was stunned. "It's a thing, it's a thing, it's not a thing. ”

"So, what should I do with this sword pill?" Qin Chuan's heart was hot, and he was a little worried, if the sword pill was destroyed, the loss would be great.

"Don't be in a hurry about this, let the thing think about it. After a moment of hard thought, the thing's face perked. "It's not difficult, but I'm hungry, so I don't have much strength to speak. ”

Qin Chuan couldn't help but hold his forehead, how could he forget about this, if he didn't agree with him, he wanted to grind his teeth with the elixir spirit stone. "That's it, this elixir spirit stone is owed first, and I'll talk about it another day!"

"But I obviously asked about the taste of the barrier-breaking pill, don't fool me!"

"I'm still useful to this Dan, so I don't have to discuss it. ”

After a long time, after all, it was the thing that suffered a defeat, and promised Qin Chuan to owe a sum of spirit stone pills.

"If you really want to take out this sword pill, it won't be difficult. It just so happens that the sword intent here is strong, and it can help you refine the sword intent!"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. The stuff breaks through the mystery of this place.

It turned out that there was nothing special about this place itself, but since the martyr sword man cultivated here, tempering and polishing his sword intent day and night, he actually assimilated a piece of land around him, and even melted into the dust, mud and moonlight.

It is no wonder that there is no grass here, even after the spiritual spring flows through the grass house, the front and back of the house are fertile land with water and soil.

"This sword pill has lasted for thousands of years, and the will in it should have been erased by the rust of time. Later, I don't know which bastard drew a snake and added a lot of money, and integrated sword intent into this good sword pill. ”

"But fortunately, his skills are lacking and his knowledge is short-sighted, so he only depicts a shallow layer, plus a layer of jade rune spiritual liquid cast on the sword pill, and there should be no obstacle inside. ”

This sword talisman was no more than the size of a hard-boiled egg, and the round sword pill looked like an egg yolk in its center.

The thing knew that Qin Chuan had not yet opened up the sea of knowledge, and he did not have divine sense, so he slowed down his speech and explained the details one by one.

Qin Chuan knew this method of refining sword intent by heart, and he didn't dare to make the slightest mistake.

This is a sword pill! His eyes were blazing at this one, and under the moonlight, the sword talisman was revealing a crystal clear luster. The mind moves, and then it doesn't rub again.

Throw the futon on the bed and flatten it, sit cross-legged, hold the sword talisman in the palm of your hand, hold it with your left hand and hold it with your right hand, just holding the sword talisman without loosening or tightening.

Xuan Xichen quietly moved from the bottom of his heart, and between his breaths, he breathed out the sword intent in the moonlight, and after the meridian cyclone in his body, it was like entering a round stone grinding plate, and the sword talisman that was finely crushed and ground into his palm.

This is a water grinding process, slowly melting and refining the original sword intent on the sword talisman.

If it is according to what Ji Xu Daoren said, it is naturally okay to use this treasure as his own means of preserving his life.

However, the sword pill was fragile, and the sword intent exploded instantly, and the power generated was naturally overwhelming, but it also destroyed this treasure. Opening a small portal on the dam like Qin Chuan, and draining the water will naturally not damage the sword pill inside.

Urging the breathing method in the fingers of the mustard immortal, the aura in the body is always endless, finely grinding the sword intent in the moonlight air, and unconsciously, the mind seems to sink into the hot spring, and a little bit of understanding falls in the heart.

In a trance, he seemed to turn into a wooden sword, quenching all kinds of fireworks in the world, and picking off scorching peach blossoms.

He is a swordsman, a freshly dressed angry horse, and a long sword Wu Hook.

He is a guest in the clouds, and he travels the world with a sword, visiting immortals to find smoke.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door of the room, disturbing a sweet dream.

"Hey..."

Woke up suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the window was already bright, and his expression was a little annoyed.

It stands to reason that meditating cross-legged will not produce dreams, and the mind should be empty between the spiritual platforms. But in a trance, he seemed to have become a sword, a swordsman, and a sword fairy.

I don't know if it's the red dust or the sword intent that makes people's hearts move, maybe both.

Carefully comprehend the Tao entrenched between the spiritual platforms, as if the Heavenly Dao is just separated by a layer of window paper, but it can never be pierced.

If the time given was a little longer, Qin Chuan would have been sure to catch a flash of spiritual light, but unfortunately he was a little bit worse after all, and he was awakened by this hateful knocking on the door.

I was a little annoyed, but then I was relieved. For those who ask the Tao, the Tao is the rarest and cheapest, and when the fate is reached, it is difficult not to want it.

Bang bang, bang bang...

"Who is not long-eyed and dares to rob Lao Tzu's room!"

Xu was tired of shooting, and when he saw that there was no movement in the room, the people outside couldn't help but roar twice.

The crowd outside whispered, Qin Chuan was deaf and clear-sighted, and vaguely knew that there were many people outside. But strangely, the voice of the doorman seems to be somewhat familiar.

Lei Jian really carried his back to his grandmother's house in the past two days, and all kinds of little people rode on their heads to pee, and even the house they saw was robbed.

It's all to blame on the damned Nandi disaster victims, when Lao Tzu is successful, he won't chop you up and fertilize!

A few days ago.

The glazed moonlight sprinkles all over the foothills. Deep in the jungle on the side of Mt. Qingyang.

The two of them were covered under a wide hood, and the breeze blew, revealing the man's face, which was thunder.

"Recently, what did Zhao Yu do?"

It seems to be some kind of unsightly conversation, even in this forest where there is no third person, Lei Pressure deliberately lowered his voice to prevent leakage, and pretended to pull a sharp voice.

"Zhao Yu, as usual, has never moved. ”

The name of the person in front of him is Xiao Luo, and the sharp-beaked monkey has an inhuman appearance. He was originally from Zhao Yu's side, but some time ago, a small guy around Zhao Yu inadvertently mocked his appearance, and he didn't want to hold a grudge, so he actually made a secret song with Lei Press.

When Lei Jian heard this, he frowned.

Come to think of it, Zhao Yu fled here from the south thousands of miles away, and he should have some ability. However, this matter is somewhat different from what I imagined.

Lei Jian had already learned of a major event and began to arrange it, thinking about it, Zhao Yu should have known about it a long time ago. But who expected, there was no movement on the southland side, which was unpredictable.

He has a brother who is an inner disciple of the sect. After getting accurate information, ten days later was the first nomination of the registered disciple of Qingyang Mountain.

"Tell him this news, keeping in mind that it does not arouse his suspicion. Speaking of this, Lei Jian raised his head and looked directly into Xiao Luo's eyes.

"Tell him that ten days later, it will be the day of nomination of Qingyang Registered Disciples. At that time, there will be other stewards who will come to Qingyang and let him behave well. ”

Lei Zhu has always deliberately retained his strength, just to paralyze the people on Qingyang Mountain, in order to make a splash on the day of nomination and get the first sequence.

But heaven is not as good as people, and his little caution was all seen by Xing Hua.

In order to deceive the wind order in Wen Yuan's hand, no matter how hard you work, you will directly set off your old foundation.

The entire Qingyang has become a huge stage, everyone has their own role, but there is only one missing, which is Qin Chuan.

If Qin Chuan rushed back to Qingyang Mountain now, he would definitely find that Xiao Luo was now stripped of his shirt and thrown outside the house like a dead dog.