Hualong Pool, Fengyun Pavilion.

The silent canyon has no wind or clouds, and there is no trace of the real dragon, only the mountains and rivers are picturesque. In the painting, two people slowly come to the stone pavilion and sit opposite each other.

"You are an outer disciple of the Tianji Pavilion of the Zhengyang Sect, and you have some attainments in the way of refining weapons. However, looking at your wolf tooth sword is more powerful but less sophisticated, it must be because the technique is not skillful enough. In addition, the hairpin on the top of your head is also quite rough and casual, so you might as well refine it. How?" Lan Qi'er chuckled as she spoke.

Lin Yi reached out and took off the 'soul chasing nail' that was used as a hairpin, grinned helplessly, and smiled bitterly. If other people's hairpins are not carved from ancient jade, they are inconvenient and good treasures, and his ugly and evil teeth, although they are also extraordinary, are really cold when refined. And the true fire in the body of the foundation building monk, refining the weapon is not a difficult thing, Lan Qi'er has this intention, just can learn from the other party's refining method.

With a flip of his palm, Lin Yi took out the other two 'soul chasing nails' and handed them to Lan Qi'er, who expected the other party to look at him, pondered, and said: "I didn't expect this to be a complete set of magic weapons! What if the two of us joined forces to refine it into a set of spiritual weapons...... As she spoke, a look of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

Seeing that Lin Yi was a little dazed, Lan Qi'er said: "You just need to refine the Jiao Tooth, and I will take care of the rest." She smiled apologetically. Among the sects, there is a difference between the upper and lower and the inside, the young and the young are orderly, and the situation of one of his outer disciples can be imagined. It will not be long before the foundation is built, and it must be a lack of proficiency in the refining of spiritual weapons.

What is thought in the heart, the thought is known to the other party as soon as it moves, and what is thought is thought and what is thought. The world is so big, such a tacit and well-hearted person, how many times can he meet in his life? Not to mention, this is still a woman with a fairy-like appearance and a blue heart!

Lin Yi nodded silently, Lan Qi'er had already made a trick casually, and three 'soul chasing nails' were hanging between the two. With a little finger of his finger, a wisp of true fire with blue and red and red with gold poured out from his fingertips, and in an instant it turned into a fire dragon four or five inches long, and with the stroke of his hand, the fire dragon split into three, with a fiery and palpitating majesty, and revolved around the 'soul chasing nail'.

"Are you still a samadhi true fire?" Feeling the powerful power brought by the three fire dragons, Lan Qi'er was slightly moved, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"I don't know why the foundation was like this at the beginning!" Lin Yi replied truthfully. However, everyone is blue and bright, and there is a wisp of red and gold in his real fire. This is still not the true fire of Samadhi, he really doesn't know. The moment the true fire was generated, the red gold dragon pattern and the golden dragon sword followed in the fun, maybe this was the real reason. But even in the face of the empathetic Lan Qi'er, I am afraid that it will be difficult to explain clearly for a while.

Looking at Lin Yi's ignorant appearance, Lan Qi'er shook her head helplessly. This man is full of weirdness, and he doesn't know it...... Although he looks lazy when he is at ease, his eyes are always shining with wisdom...... Do you really know my mind?

After playing a string of tricks, Lan Qi'er said: "There are clouds in the classics, and the fire in the world is divided into three fires: heaven, earth, and man, and it is divided into yin and yang, a total of twelve kinds. There are four fires in the sky, five fires in the earth, and three fires in man. And the pure yang dry fire of man is the true fire of samadhi of our foundation-building monks. Your true fire is so strange, it has a bit of momentum when my master was refining the Dan Fire Weapon, which is very rare. You don't know why, and I don't know either!"

While speaking, Lan Qi'er's hands did not stop, and after stripping off the formation of the 'Soul Chasing Nail', she used Lin Yi's true fire to calcinate it. In an instant, the dark and cold soul chasing nail became pale all over, and the three Jiao teeth revealed their true faces.

Under the continuous tempering of the true fire, the foot-long teeth became soft. Lan Qi'er wasted no time in using the trick to slowly change shape. She pointed out that if the lotus flower blooms lightly, the technique is graceful and beautiful.

After Lin Yi sacrificed the true fire, he relaxed, and only cared about Lan Qi'er's technique, but he could only sigh with admiration. The fingering of the refining weapon is wonderful, I am afraid that the old man of Tianji Pavilion will be embarrassed when he sees it. As one move after another was played, the teeth became more and more slender, and then, three delicate dragon hairpins appeared in front of him. The dragon's head was lifelike and exquisite.

Lan Qi'er's demeanor was focused and solemn, and she put the original formation of the soul chasing nail into the hairpin, and urged the spiritual power to form several formations that Lin Yi didn't recognize, and didn't forget to say casually: "This is the unique formation of Xuantianmen, the formation of concealment and killing......!"

As soon as the inspiration moved, Lin Yi quickly played out one of the magic circles in the 'Wind Escape Technique' and said, "This is the Escape Array!"

Looking at each other, the two of them understood. Several magic circles flashed with light, and slowly implanted the dragon's hairpin, Lan Qi'er suddenly popped out a drop of essence blood from her fingertips, and stared at Lin Yi again.

As soon as his heart warmed, Lin Yi squeezed out his essence and blood without thinking, and bent his fingers to flick it over. The two drops of essence blood instantly fused together, and suddenly merged into the three hairpins.

Lan Qi'er smiled affectionately, and then pointed out of thin air, and the two beautiful characters of 'Chasing the Wind' were divided into three and engraved on the hairpin. She exhaled lightly and said, "Collect!" The Samadhi True Fire immediately returned to Lin Yi's body, and after the dazzling light flashed, the three dragon hairpins as white as jade hung quietly in front of the two.

"Chasing the soul is in the past, and so is chasing the wind! This hairpin is called 'chasing the wind'!" Lan Qi'er pointed her finger, and saw that the three hairpins suddenly turned into one, and suddenly lost their figure in the same place. Then, the whistling wind passed through the stone pavilion, but in an instant, on the surface of the lake of the dragon pool, three silver-white dragons with a long zhang Xu appeared, stepping on the clouds and riding the wind, fierce and abnormal. And in the blink of an eye, the wind disappeared, the dragon lost its trace, and only the three dragons flew slowly to the first hairpin, and returned to the stone pavilion again.

Lin Yi didn't know how to speak, only a look of admiration overflowing. Lan Qi'er looked deeply at the person in front of her, and her expression was a little shy. She sighed lightly, lowered her head, hesitated a little in her words, and said, "Can you give me one of this wind-chasing hairpin?"

"Of course!" Lin Yi replied softly without thinking too much.

Lan Qi'er raised her head, but her cheeks were already crimson and her eyes were bright. She was a little distracted, and after a while, she stretched out her fingers to drive the two hairpins into one, and inserted them into the bun for Lin Yi. And the rest was gently held in the palm of his hand.

"This hairpin is refined by your and me's blood, no matter it is thousands of miles away, there is always a trace of the soul and soul of each other, and they will not be lost to each other......!

Lin Yi was silent, and after a long time, he sighed softly. His expression was solemn and he said slowly, "...... What you are worried about is where I came from, or rather, where my exercises came from! If you ask me, I will tell you the truth!"

As if she had let go of a concern, Lan Qi'er showed a relieved look, but there was a little more sadness in her eyes. She shook her head lightly and said, "If I know your origin, how should I face the master, and how should I face the master?"

Seeing Lin Yi's puzzled expression, Lan Qi'er continued: "The exercises of the Xuantian Gate are never passed on, and the elite disciples in the sect are not passed on, and those who betray the sect will be killed! Therefore, if you understand or learn the exercises of my Xuantian Gate, the fate can be imagined! In addition, the secrets of the master are kept secret, but I am not ignorant. Thousands of years have passed, and countless people from the sect have been searching everywhere, which should be related to the exercises that have been lost in Xuantian Gate!"

Lin Yi frowned, revealing a thoughtful expression. Lan Qi'er glanced at him, couldn't help but feel heavy, and then said: "Because my master's exercises are incomplete, I can only cultivate to the late stage of Jindan. After some seniors were lucky enough to cultivate Yuanying, they also had no follow-up exercises, which caused their cultivation to stagnate......"

Hearing this, Lin Yi couldn't help but ask, "How did the Xuantian Gate exercises be lost, and by whom?"

With a slight struggle in her expression, Lan Qi'er hesitated and said, "It is rumored that the exercises of Xuantian Gate are related to this Xuantian Immortal Realm. Back then, after the patriarch obtained this exercise, he cultivated to the heavens and was proud of the universe. Maybe it's because of the hero's loneliness, or maybe it's because of some unknown secrets in the Xuantian Wonderland, he has repeatedly traveled overseas, and finally got something, but he met a more powerful opponent, resulting in a serious injury. When the disciples in the sect learned that the patriarch was in trouble, they searched everywhere, but found nothing. Later, bad news came, saying that the ancestor had died, and all the belongings he had with him were obtained by a disciple in the door, and the whereabouts of this disciple were also unknown. In this way, the follow-up exercises of the Xuantian Sect also disappeared with the disappearance of the ancestor and that disciple!"

Speaking of this, Lan Qi'er eased up, looked at Lin Yi without worry, and said, "A thousand years later, if it is a monk from overseas, a young man who has joined the Zhengyang Sect not long ago, he is actually cultivating the exercises of the Xuantian Sect...... Just imagine, this will be tantamount to a thunderstorm descending from the Xuantian Sect, who has always been obsessed with this! Who wouldn't be crazy about it......