He Jingxian glanced at it twice, quite disappointed, and said in his heart: "It's not the Red Scale Sword, it's a pity!" He had a good impression of Wei Seventeen, he had never seen such a prominent disciple in the past thirty years, if the Red Scale Sword could recognize him as the master, a few years later, the Red Xia Valley Sword would have another layer of certainty.

Chixia Valley's sword discussion is related to the survival of the immortals, so he is worried and uneasy.

Wei Qiqi carefully looked at the flying sword in his hand, the sword was two feet five inches long, the blade had several gaps the size of rice grains, and a layer of faint blue light was circulating, the sword boring was missing, the hilt was extremely short, less than two inches, and it could only be held with three fingers, unable to exert force, and it felt very strange.

"This is the Tibetan Snow Sword, although it is not as good as the Red Scales, it is still unsatisfactory. He Jingxian didn't have a high opinion of this flying sword, and pouted, "The Tibetan Snow Sword lacks a sword boring, it is top-heavy, and its flight is unstable. ”

Wei Qiqi put the Zangxue Sword in his sword bag and bowed down to thank He Jingxian, it was a surprise to be able to pick a flying sword, he had never coveted the Red Scale Sword.

Leaving the Tibetan Sword Garden, Wei 17 walked all the way out of Changying Temple and went to Wuchu Waterfall to meet his uncle Deng Yuantong.

Xie Hu led Wei XVII into the thatched hut next to the Five Leaks Waterfall, served tea, and quietly withdrew.

The waterfall like the white dragon falls from the top of the mountain, and is divided into five by the mountain cliff, and the chaotic jade is splashed, and the sound of the water is deafening.

"Try this cloud tea, it tastes good. Deng Yuantong's voice penetrated the sound of the waterfall, gentle and calm, he held up the tea bowl and took a shallow sip, looking at the Wuchu Waterfall with satisfaction, smiling.

Wei Qiqi thanked his uncle, picked up the tea bowl clumsily, brought it to his lips and took a sip, and carefully put it down. He was not used to the tea bowl, which was too small for his hands, and the tea soup was a little bland.

"What sword did you choose?"

Wei Qiqi took out the flying sword from the sword bag, held it in his hand and handed it to his uncle, Deng Yuantong twisted the hilt of the sword and looked at it a few times, and said: "It turned out to be the Hidden Snow Sword, you are not very lucky, there is something wrong with this sword." ”

"Elder He said that the Zangxue Sword lacked a sword boring, was top-heavy, and its flight was unstable. ”

"Well, yes, it's a broken sword, and when you get it, you only have the edge. He bent his fingers and flicked the blade of the sword, making a "clanging" sound, "When the sword was cast, it was mixed with a little black gold and cold iron under the sea, and the quality of the sword was not bad, but it was a pity that it was idle, and the Baizang Hall spent a lot of work repairing the Tibetan Snow Sword, installing the sword boring and sword hilt, and storing it in the Tibetan Sword Garden." After all, it was not the original match, and it was barely used for a while, and the sword boring was lost, and it became what it is now. ”

"Who is the owner of this flying sword?"

"The first thing the head of the family chose was this Tibetan Snow Sword, and later the sword was completed, and it was replaced by the Seven Birds Sword. You take it well, if you really want to learn the sword, go to Penglai Hall to find a short sword to practice, and it is better than the Hidden Snow Sword. ”

After saying a few words of gossip about the flying sword, Deng Yuantong turned to the topic, "Half a year ago in the Miasma Leaf Forest, thanks to your requiem incense, I had the opportunity to kill the earth dragon." The spirit of the earth dragon was drained by me, and the remaining corpses and inner pills belonged to the Hook and Sickle Sect. You've done a lot of work, just say what you want, and I can make up for you. ”

Wei Qiqi smiled: "But it's up to Uncle Shi to decide." "He is not familiar with Deng Yuantong, and in a sense, they belong to different camps, if they really don't know how to advance or retreat, they can't put themselves in the right position, and it is better to let the other party call the shots.

Deng Yuantong thought for a moment and said, "Okay, if you are used to using iron rods, just take this and smelt it in the iron rod, which can also increase the power by a few percent." ”

He threw three pieces of black gold ore to Wei Qiqi, who took it in his hand, and was a little ridiculous, so he had to make a flattered expression and thank him repeatedly.

After leaving the Wuchu Waterfall, Wei Qiqi went straight back to Xue Li Cave to meet Wei Rongniang, and took out the Tibetan Snow Sword and Wujin Ore to show her, Wei Rongniang shook his head, feeling that he was really lucky, the Tibetan Snow Sword was a waste sword that no one cared about, and the Wujin Mine was very valuable, but it was of little use to him.

Wei Rongniang asked him about his next plans, Wei Qiqi thought for a while, and said, "It may take a period of retreat, a year or two to refine the demon pill given by Sect Master Lu." ”

Wei Rongniang laughed, "You can't keep it, the demon pill of the essence of the moon is rare, and it's so big, it's a pity to waste it......"

"Eating in the stomach is your own meat, and in a few years it will be the sword of Chixia Valley, and it will be a little unwilling to go like a passerby!" Wei Qiqi revealed his ambition in front of her for the first time.

"That's right, eating in the stomach is your own meat, when I was your age, I didn't think about it so clearly......" Wei Rongniang remembered the past, a little embarrassed, the opportunity she missed when she was young can never be chased back, although she has a senior brother to take care of, but she has never won once in the master competition.

Seeing that she was not in a good mood, Wei Qiqi hurriedly diverted the topic and asked about the key to condensing the sword species and refining the flying sword, Wei Rongniang casually pointed out a few words, and as he asked more and more deeply, she couldn't help frowning and thinking carefully, and her words became more and more cautious.

Someone carefully pointed out that it was different after all, Wei Qiqi was suddenly open, he was a little eager to try, since he was lucky enough to condense into a demon pill, why not try to condense the sword species.

After saying goodbye to Wei Rongniang, Wei Qiqi found the little junior sister and accompanied her to Xianyun Peak for a few days, and then went to the Eagle's Beak Rock to retreat and practice.