Lin Yi came to Lao Lu's cabin.

Lao Lu, who was chopping wood, saw the rice bag and salt on Lin Yi's shoulders, and the altar wine in one hand, he put down the axe in his hand in surprise, and hurriedly stepped forward to help put down the rice bag, and he didn't forget to mutter: "Little one! It's only a little more work around noon! You rushed back, and you still have these heavy rice and salt things!"

"This is the wine I bought for my uncle!" Lin Yi smiled and put the wine jar in front of Lao Lu.

"Hehe! It's still a little bit of a heart!" Looking at the wine jar in front of him, Lao Lu's wrinkled face was full of sunshine. He is alone in the mountains, and he also likes to drink some old wine, and he is very pleased with Lin Yi's compassion!

"By the way, Xiao Yi, this is some broken silver, you take it with you, and it will be more convenient to have it on hand when you are in the town in the future!" As he spoke, Lao Lu took out a money bag in his hand and stuffed it into Lin Yi's arms.

Gently separating Lao Lu's money bag with his hand, Lin Yi smiled and said, "Uncle! I still have a lot of silver on me! I will ask my uncle for it in the future." ”

Lao Lu still insisted, but seeing that Lin Yi was unmoved, he had to say: "Little One, uncle hunted a mountain deer today." How about packing it up and trying your uncle's craft in the evening?"

Lin Yi happily responded, carried the bag of rice and salt into the house, and then helped Lao Lu clean up the wooden house.

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At night, in front of Lao Lu's wooden house, a small bonfire was burning in Zhengwang.

A deer leg was set up on the bonfire, and the burnt venison was dripping with the aroma of oil, and from time to time it "sizzled". Lao Lu used a knife to cut off a large piece of fragrant venison leg meat and handed it to Lin Yi. The latter took it unceremoniously, took a big bite, and ate it with a mouthful of oil.

Lao Lu's roasting venison is very good, the venison is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, charred and delicious. He also took a bite of the venison, chewed it a few times, picked up the wine bowl again, and took a sip of wine. Under the firelight, the wrinkles on Lao Lu's face also stretched a lot.

"Uncle, this venison is so delicious!" Lin praised as he ate.

"Hehe, we mountain people, who rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, although the days are hard, but this mountain delicacies can also be eaten all year round!" Looking at the sweetness of Xiao Yi's food, Lao Lu smiled and said: "Xiao Yi, do you want to take a sip!"

Under the firelight, Lao Lu's eyes shone brightly.

Lin Yi took Lao Lu's wine bowl, the strong aroma of wine came to his nose, he raised his neck, and half a bowl of wine went down to his stomach. A fierce and fiery fire penetrated through his chest! But when the aura in his body was running, the strength of the wine suddenly turned into nothing.

"Hey, hey!" Lin Yi wiped the corners of his mouth with his cuffs. When the master drinks, he will also tease himself to take a small sip, and he is no stranger to the bitter Qianqiu Fu.

"Haha! good boy, happy!" said Old Lou, whose face was wrinkled into flowers, stroked his short beard and laughed.

"Last time I heard my uncle say that my eldest brother Lu has already got married, it seems that my uncle will be hugging his grandson soon!" Lin Yi said with a smile.

"Haha! This kid is a fool and has a foolish fortune, and he was taken by his blacksmith master, and he promised him his only daughter. Old Lu's hoarse voice also became high-pitched.

"Your uncle is getting older day by day, and his legs and feet are gradually losing their dexterity, but it's a pity that your eldest brother Lu doesn't want to live in the mountains......"

"Uncle is going to live in the town! It's good to enjoy your family!" Seeing that Lao Lu's interest turned slightly low, Lin Yi comforted.

"Your brother Lu has also told me a few times, but ......" Old Lu poured himself another bowl of wine. There was a slight helplessness in his expression, and he continued: "Your uncle's ancestor is also a disciple of Xuanyuanguan, and my old Lu also has a love for this Xuanyuanguan! If I leave to retire with my children, you will be the only one left in this thousand-year-old Xuanyuanguan!"

Lin Yi couldn't help but lower his head, knowing in his heart that Uncle Lu was not at ease with him. And what he wants to take is destined to be a road unimaginable to ordinary people, this Xuanyuan concept is also his home, and when he travels far away one day, he will still not be able to let go of this fetters in his heart.

"Uncle! Xiao Yi also thought in his heart. Lin Yi sat in front of the bonfire, his face solemn, but his eyes were bright. He stared at the bonfire, his expression was firm, and said slowly, "I will keep filial piety for Master here for three years." Three years later, just like Master in his early years, he went to the world to travel! The decline of this Xuanyuan Concept was not an overnight thing. In the future, there is a glimmer of opportunity, and Xiao Yi will not forget to revive the Xuanyuan Guanshan Gate. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Yi withdrew his gaze from staring at the bonfire, smiled, and said with a relaxed smile: "Uncle can leave with peace of mind in the future, and you don't have to worry about Xiaoyi!"

Lin Yi's tone and expression looked like a thirteen-year-old child. Lao Lu saw it in his eyes and sighed: "Uncle knows that Xiao Yi is comparable to non-secular people, and he also believes that Xiao Yi will fly like a bird in this valley......"

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In the valley, there are dots of green and new greenery everywhere. It's spring coming early again!

Suddenly, a long howl came from the depths of the valley——!

The whistle was long, high-pitched! Before the whistle fell, a faint figure flashed like smoke from the canopy of the trees towering into the clouds in the valley. In the blink of an eye, a figure paused, and a young man, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, appeared among the cols in the valley.

This young man is Lin Yi, he is already sixteen years old, he has grown a lot taller, and his figure is still slightly thin, but he is well-proportioned and straight. The face that was slightly rounded became handsome. Especially under a pair of pitch-black knife eyebrows, his eyes are like stars, and his expression is extraordinary. It's just that the corners of the mouth are curled intentionally or unintentionally, and they don't change their previous demeanor.

Lin Yi lived alone in this small mountain col for nearly three years, meditating and practicing every day. The medicinal power of the amethyst fruit in the body was also gradually refined, and at this time last year, the Xuantian Heart Method finally broke through to the fourth layer with difficulty. And today, his cultivation has taken a step further, reaching the fifth level of Qi cultivation.

With joy in his heart, Lin Yi vented to his heart's content in the valley. He floated gently to his hut and sat cross-legged, using his divine sense to probe the surprise changes in his body. The meridians in the body are more broad and tough, and the aura in the sea of qi is more thick and abundant. As soon as his mind moved, within a radius of seventy or eighty zhang, the wind and grass moved into his eyes.

Lin Yi tilted his head and pondered for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled slightly. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the golden dragon sword appeared in his hand. "Xuantian Heart Method" can drive the flying sword when it enters the fourth layer. After trying, it can only be driven, and it can't be as flexible as the fingers, presumably limited by aura and divine sense. Now that he has cultivated at the fifth level, his divine consciousness and the aura in his body have multiplied, he should be able to try again.

The Golden Dragon Sword had already been refined by Lin Yi once. "Xuantian Heart Method" has a mantra for sacrificing magic weapons.

With a flicker of his mind, he put the Golden Dragon Sword in front of him, pinched his fingers, spiritual power surged, and several rays of light flew out of his hand, and there were vaguely visible runes moving towards the Golden Dragon Sword. Immediately with a finger, a layer of golden light flashed on the golden dragon sword body, and the sword body jumped slightly, and it disappeared in front of it with a "whoosh". The next moment, the Golden Dragon Sword made a "buzzing" sound and hovered in the air.

Seeing this, Lin Yi showed a happy expression, but before he could continue to use it, the golden dragon sword the size of a ruler suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and then fell to the ground, like a dead fish, and then did not move.

What's going on? The ritual of the ritual is very simple. You can combine your own divine consciousness into aura runes and punch them into the sword to form a mental imprint. When he reached the fourth level of cultivation, he cultivated the Golden Dragon Sword once, and it was such an indecent result. So, Lin Yi waited for his cultivation to come again when he reached the fifth layer.

But after a year of hard cultivation, he couldn't do it, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he thought hard.

There are clouds in the "Xuantian Heart Method", and it should not be wrong to refine the flying sword by refining the four layers of qi training. But now that his cultivation has reached the fifth level of Qi training, he still can't successfully refine the flying sword, why is this? The sacrificial magic weapon is the easiest! Could it be that the method of sacrifice and refining is wrong?

Lin Yi took out the Xuanyuan jade pendant again, immersed himself in the divine sense, and looked at it carefully a few times, that's right! From the formula to the formula, it was completely consistent with the method he had just made, but why didn't it work?

At this time, he felt deeply helpless, how helpless it was to cultivate alone, no one to answer or advise, so he could only explore by himself. Deep in my heart, I can't help but have more expectations for the Great Xia Kingdom where immortal cultivators exist!

In the "Xuantian Heart Method", there are different methods of sacrifice and refining of magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons. Lin Yi was anxious and thoughtful, and looked at it carefully. yes! He couldn't help but pat himself on the head. In the jade slip, didn't Xuanyuan Zhenren say, this golden dragon sword is not the existence of a transcendent spiritual weapon, but he uses the sacrificial refining method of a magic weapon, is it wrong to appear here?

Lin Yi couldn't help but feel the spirit, and studied the spiritual weapon refining method recorded in the mental method again. After confirming that it was correct, he retrieved the Golden Dragon Sword, sat silently, raised his right hand, squeezed out a drop of essence blood from his fingertips, and flicked it towards the Golden Dragon Sword.

The bright red blood dripped into the sword, and the sword body flickered with a layer of gold, Lin Yi's fingers flew over, and he quickly punched out the magic trick, and the jumping runes flashed, quickly covering the golden dragon sword.

The Golden Dragon Sword immediately let out an explosion, and I saw that the golden mangs were uncertain and dazzling. Lin Yi's eyes widened excitedly, looking forward to it.

And after the golden rays on the golden dragon sword flickered a few times, it fell silent again.

With a bitter face, after Lin Yi stared at the golden dragon sword for a while, he still shook his head, there was no way in his heart, and he sighed helplessly.

A little disheartened, he took the Golden Dragon Sword, and his heart was depressed.

Could this golden dragon sword be a magic weapon? If it is a magic weapon, it cannot be cultivated! The magic weapon is a treasure used by the Jindan monks, and it can be stored in the body. I don't need it now, Brother Jindan? That's a living immortal-like figure. For this reason, Lin Yi couldn't help but smack his lips and smile bitterly.

Thoughts flew wildly, playing with the disobedient Golden Dragon Sword in his hand, Lin Yizhu rolled his eyes, and his divine sense slowly immersed himself in the Golden Dragon Sword.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes, it turned out that as soon as his divine sense entered the sword body, it was bounced out by a layer of invisible things. What else is there in this sword, Xuanyuan Zhenren's jade slip didn't say it! Could it be that there is still that strange formation prohibition in the sword body?

Fighting in his heart, with unconvincing on his face, Lin Yi once again immersed his divine sense into the sword body.

This time he was a little temptation, and in the sword body, an invisible aura shield was hindering the entry of his divine sense.

Lin Yi secretly wondered, since Xuanyuan Zhenren can use your Golden Dragon Sword, why can't I? I still don't believe it!

From the body of the sword to the hilt of the sword, he used his divine sense to search everywhere, and the entire golden dragon sword went up and down, and after careful investigation, it seemed that the air shield at the hilt of the sword was a little thinner.

Lin Yi took a deep breath, relieved his mind, and then condensed his divine consciousness as small as a needle, and stabbed inward with all his might......

There was a loud bang, a tingling pain in his head, Lin Yi's eyes closed, and the buzzing sound in his ears rang for a long time, and the surroundings gradually calmed down......

His face turned a little pale, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The golden dragon sword in his hand is gone......