Heavenly Sword Sect.

Chen Lang returned to the cave of "Yu Tiangao", and he couldn't wait to take out the broken blade to strengthen it.

[Strengthening the Shura Broken Blade (Ancient Treasure) requires 2,000 medium-grade spirit stones. 】

[Shura Broken Blade (Ancient Treasure) has been successfully strengthened and evolved into Shura Demon Blade (Ancient Treasure)]. 】

The strengthened broken blade turned into a complete black knife, two feet long, exuding an eerie aura.

Chen Lang took out a defensive magic weapon from the storage bag, and used it for two purposes, urging two magic weapons. The Shura Demon Blade drained most of the mana from his body, and cut the magic weapon in two like a devastating process, the process was extremely easy, as if he was chopping a piece of tofu.

With this magic weapon, Chen Lang felt that he had a great chance of winning against the mid-stage monks of the Shangjie Dan. The growth of strength is a happy thing, Chen Lang put away the Shura Demon Blade and walked out of the cave in a hurry. He was going to find that cheap master and ask for the follow-up exercises of Geng Jing and Ling Tian Sword Classic, and after that, he could leave quietly, and there was no more Yu Tiangao in the world.

When he came to the cave where Zheng Gu was located, Di Qingyun was guarding outside the door.

"Big brother. Chen Lang bowed, and then asked, "Is Master still in retreat?"

Di Qingyun nodded with a serious expression, and then reprimanded sharply: "Where have you been during this time? Why don't you retreat and cultivate? The battle with the Demon Sect cultivator is imminent, how dare you waste your ...... so much?"

As Di Qingyun spoke, he suddenly stopped talking, his eyes widened, and he said in shock: "Little junior brother, have you condensed the golden pill?"

Chen Lang smiled and said, "Senior brother, senior brother has already condensed the golden pill, it can't be regarded as a waste of time, right?"

"This ...... How is it possible?!" Di Qingyun still said in shock, "You have been gone for less than two months, how did you break through so quickly?"

Chen Lang smiled and said: "Senior brother has a great opportunity outside, trapped in the Heavenly Sword Sect, I don't know how long it will take to condense the golden pill, senior brother, you can't blame me now, right?"

"Shen Yan, how dare you talk about the Heavenly Sword Sect!" Di Qingyun scolded, and then whispered, "Senior brother is for your own good, seeing that a big war is about to break out, and you don't work hard to cultivate, worrying about your safety." ”

Chen Lang felt a burst of gratitude in his heart, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Di Qingyun waved his hand, "I have something to thank for, just urge you to say a few words, don't be polite to me." ”

Chen Lang said sincerely: "Without the spur of the senior brother, how could the senior brother have today's achievements." ”

"Don't pat me on the back. Di Qingyun smiled angrily, paused, and said with a straight face, "Little junior brother, you can't be impatient when condensing the golden pill, if there are too many impurities, it will not be good for your future cultivation, you didn't do that kind of stupid thing to cut off the Great Dao, right?"

"Senior brother rest assured, senior brother is not in a hurry, everything is a natural result, and the condensed golden pill is of high quality, which will not have any impact on future cultivation. ”

"That's fine. Di Qingyun's hanging heart fell back into his chest, he looked at Chen Lang for a long time, and asked, "Little junior brother, what are you looking for a master?"

Chen Lang said: "Don't hide it from Senior Brother, I plan to retreat and practice, but there is no follow-up exercise of the Heavenly Sword Sutra, so I ......."

"That's what happened. Di Qingyun took out three volumes of jade slips from the storage bag and handed them to Chen Lang, "One volume is the Heavenly Sword Sutra's Jie Dan Exercises, one volume is Master's cultivation experience, and one volume is Senior Brother's cultivation experience......

Di Qingyun suddenly came to Chen Lang's side and whispered: "There are a few flaws in Shizun's cultivation experience, I have corrected it a little bit, don't talk nonsense, otherwise, Shizun will get angry." ”

Chen Lang was surprised: "Senior brother, you are very bold. ”

Di Qingyun looked into the distance and didn't say a word.

Putting away the three volumes of jade slips, Chen Lang said, "Senior brother, senior brother has one more matter." ”

Di Qingyun immediately replied with understanding: "Little junior brother, are you talking about Gengjing?"

Chen Lang nodded slowly, "Master promised me." ”

"For this matter, Shizun went to the Hall of Merit to make trouble a few times, and the old guy of the Elder of Merit had a festival with Shizun, and he refused to give you Gengjing in advance, but now it's okay, if you condense Jindan, you can swagger to take away the Gengjing you deserve.

When the time comes, you must sarcastically say a few words to that old guy and vent his evil anger for the master!"

Hearing this, Chen Lang couldn't wait to say, "Senior brother, then the junior brother will leave?"

"Don't worry. Di Qingyun said, "I let Senior Sister Zhuo and Senior Brother Liu go with you, so that you won't be able to deal with that old guy, you know, Zhuo Qingling's mouth is very mean." ”

"Thank you, brother. Chen Lang gave up.

"Little junior brother, you don't have to be polite to me, it's just a trivial matter, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be alive today. ”

After that, Di Qingyun took out two transmission notes, whispered a few words, and threw them out. The two talismans turned into flames and shot away, and after about a cup of tea exercises, a pair of immortal couples came together.

"Little junior brother, have you actually condensed the golden pill?" Before Zhuo Qingling arrived, the voice came from afar.

"Senior Sister Zhuo, it's a fluke, it's just a fluke. Chen Lang arched his hand.

Zhuo Qingling came to Chen Lang's side and patted Chen Lang's head vigorously, "I also want to have that lucky opportunity, junior brother to teach me?"

Chen Lang didn't know how to answer for a while.

Zhuo Qingling patted Chen Lang on the shoulder, "What are young people doing with such modesty?"

It should be like an invincible appearance, in less than two months, you will break through from the middle stage of condensation to the stage of condensation, let me ask, who in the Heavenly Sword Sect has such a talent as you?

Even if it's a sea master, it's far behind!!"

"Qingling, don't be open-mouthed!" Di Qingyun said sternly.

Zhuo Qingling shrunk his neck, stuck out his tongue, and looked at Chen Lang twice from head to toe, "Little junior brother, you didn't rush to condense a low-grade golden pill, right?"

If that's the case, Master Zun will definitely break your golden pill and let you condense it again, you must know that once you do that, it will be a hundred times more difficult to condense the golden pill again!"

"Senior sister, rest assured. Chen Lang said confidently, "The quality of the golden pill I condensed is quite high, and it will definitely not affect my future cultivation." ”

Zhuo Qingling's eyes lit up, "Listening to your confident tone, is it the best golden pill?"

Chen Lang smiled and acquiesced.

Several people all gasped, and Zhuo Qingling said in surprise: "Little junior brother, you are amazing, there are only a handful of people in the Heavenly Sword Sect who condense the best golden pill, even if the three of them are only high-grade golden pills, you kid has the capital of an earth immortal!!"

Chen Lang shook his head helplessly and said, "Senior sister, don't be sarcastic about me." ”

"How can I be sarcastic about you, it's all about it...... Huh?"

Zhuo Qingling noticed the golden vertical lines on Chen Lang's forehead, and pointed his finger and said, "Senior brother, that's ......"

Chen Lang subconsciously touched it and said ambiguously: "The opportunity I got outside." ”

"Tell me?" Zhuo Qingling was curious.

Chen Lang smiled silently.

"Cut!" Zhuo Qingling snorted coldly, "Who is rare!"

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