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The name of the sword is 'Chill Hell'.

When Zhao Jiuge heard Tie Hongya say these words, he recited them silently with a frown, and soon found that the name zì was good, very good, and it was also in line with the materials of this natal flying sword and his own spiritual power attributes.

Thinking of this, the blood in my heart surged, did I finally have my own natal flying sword?

"Senior sister, this sword has a good name, it sounds good, you gave it up?"

A smile appeared on her face, and she pretended to be slightly angry, "Of course I started it, and I don't look at who your senior sister is, now that I have the Natal Flying Sword, I believe that my strength can be improved a lot, but it's a pity that it would be good if you reached the Yuanying Realm, and use Yuanying to refine these spiritual weapons in the Dantian Purple Mansion, and the power will directly undergo earth-shaking changes." ”

"Hehe, soon, Yuanying Realm. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were full of yearning, he believed that it would not be long before he could break through to the Yuanying Realm, it was nothing more than the passage of time.

Subsequently, Zhao Jiuge and Tie Hongya went straight to the Sword Casting Hall, and after passing through the swirling staircase in the mountain, they came to the gate of the Sword Casting Hall.

After asking, I learned that the sloppy young man didn't know whether he had figured it out or was stimulated, so he decided not to stay in the sect and wait for Shouyuan to come, but exchanged the tribute that had been stored for more than ten years for some spirit stones and treasures to go out, and swore that he would either die in the outer gate or break through the pò realm, otherwise he would never step into the sect.

This made Zhao Jiuge sigh after listening to it, it seems that time is really a good thing, it can make many things pass, and it can also change a person. And he is about to come into contact with the world outside where life and death coexist with wealth, or it won't be long before he should go out and explore.

Tie Hongya didn't say anything all the way, and after passing through the two big stone gates, she directly took Zhao Jiuge down, as if she was familiar with the road below, and no one intercepted her along the way.

Soon came to the place where he took the Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor last time, Zhao Jiuge saw Ou Yezi's serious expression at a glance, and the whole person revealed a sense of tiredness, sensing that Zhao Jiuge and Tie Hongyan were coming, Ou Yezi just let go of his mouth, and raised his eyelids to look at them.

"Why is it so long, stinky boy come over and confess the Lord, this is absolutely satisfying to you. ”

After Ou Yezi finished speaking, his hands trembled, and with a flick, the spiritual light shot into the furnace where the magic weapon was refined.

The prohibition on the surface of the furnace was destroyed, and suddenly a sharp and sharp aura broke out of the furnace, and a colorful light shone out, accompanied by a flash of spiritual light, and a phoenix chirp resounded in the sky.

The three of them looked at this scene with interest, but compared with Zhao Jiuge, the expressions of Tie Hongya and Ou Yezi were a little serious, guarding against the escape of this flying sword, and it was already clear from that colorful light that it must be a spiritual weapon, which was a sure thing before the refining began.

When the phoenix roar fell, a six-foot long sword flew out of the furnace, three fingers wide, the whole body of the sword was crystal clear blue-white, and the whole body exuded gray mist around the sword body, and there was a fiery red gem on the hilt of the sword like the finishing touch.

When this flying sword flew out, the whole body flashed with aura, and at the same time, a blue-white ice luan phoenix phantom appeared looming in the aura, and every time the aura shone was accompanied by the sound of the phoenix, which was pleasant to the ear.

"The best spirit weapon flying sword!" Ou Yezi shouted in shock, his eyes were a little shocked, he didn't expect that it was the peak of a top spirit weapon, and there was even the phantom of a spirit beast, which was already close to the instrument spirit in the immortal weapon!

Although spiritual weapons are rare, they are not the most precious, after all, generally disciples with some strength, the natal flying sword is a spiritual weapon, which is divided into upper, middle and lower grades.

Generally, the best 'Fengxiao' like the one tied to the red silk can be regarded as a top grade, this superb spiritual weapon not only depends on the underlying materials, but also depends on luck, and it usually rarely appears, so when he saw this scene, Ou Yezi was a little surprised.

There was also some surprise in her eyes, but she regained her calm in the blink of an eye, and after calming down, a touch of spiritual light in her right hand was instantly released, wrapping the flying sword that was about to escape, and pulling it in front of Zhao Jiuge at once.

Binding Hongyan's eyes were a little cold, "When I was alive, I didn't escape the palm of my hand, and now I don't want to think about it." Jiu Ge, hurry up and drip blood. ”

This 'cold shadow' was entangled in the aura of the red silk, and the entire sword god of the whole body continued to tremble, swaying from side to side but still unable to break free, and the phoenix's voice suddenly became low and urgent, but it was still helpless.

When did Zhao Jiuge see this kind of scene, he was a little dumbfounded for a while, the gorgeous aura, the fierce aura, and the phantom of the cold ice and phoenix, all of this, as well as the shout of Master Ou Yezi, let him know the extraordinaryness of his natal flying sword.

Hearing his senior sister's urging, Zhao Jiuge immediately reacted, and immediately forced his essence blood out of his fingertips and integrated it into the sword body of the 'Cold Shadow'.

A drop of blood that emitted a little golden light was suddenly completely absorbed by the 'Cold Darkness', and then the trembling of the entire sword body disappeared and stabilized, even the phoenix roar was not loud.

Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge's heart and this 'cold underworld' had a sense of heart-to-heart, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but feel a little that the flying sword in front of him would be his natal flying sword in the future, and it might accompany him for the rest of his life.

Seeing that 'Han Ming' was no longer struggling, the bound red silk removed the aura that bound it, and with a smile in the corner of her eyes, she looked at this flying sword with some satisfaction that was even better than her own quality. And Zhao Jiuge's long-standing wish finally came true today.

"Hmph, your kid is lucky, this kind of killing weapon close to an immortal weapon can also be refined. Ou Yezi on the side let out a soft snort, and said with his eyes staring at the 'cold shadow'.

Zhao Jiuge couldn't put it down and stroked the sword body of the 'Han Ming', smiled, and said respectfully in the direction of Ou Yezi, "Then I have to thank the master for refining, without the master, such a sharp weapon can't be refined." ”

Seeing Zhao Jiuge's sycophancy, Ou Yezi still had that unhappy face, and shook his right hand slightly, "If you want to thank you, thank you, senior sister, you are also considered lucky, when you meet a senior sister who is so good to you, I guess a big reason is because of the spirit of that cold ice luanfeng, but refining it can be regarded as your kid's fate."

Subsequently, Zhao Jiuge did not continue to speak, but looked at the beautiful eyes of the red silk with gratitude in his eyes, he and the senior sister naturally did not need to say such polite words, just keep some things in mind.

"This scabbard is refined for you with excess materials, lest the aura of this flying sword be too sharp, don't draw the sword casually if you have nothing to do. After speaking, Ou Yezi handed over a black scabbard, although the black scabbard mold is simple, and the surface is just a simple and simple pattern, but looking at the faint halo, presumably the material should also be extraordinary.

Then Ou Yezi waved his hand, couldn't wait to take out his wine gourd, took a few sips, and said vaguely, "The things are also given to you, just leave if you have nothing to do, don't come to me if you don't have better materials than this in the future." ”

Zhao Jiu took the sword scabbard, and after hearing that, the corners of his mouth twitched, thinking that at least he would have to come to you after he finished training, otherwise how could he afford it, and after thanking him again, Tie Hongyan and Zhao Jiu Ge left this sword casting hall.

When he came out of the Sword Casting Hall, Zhao Jiuge carried the 'Han Ming' on his back, and the whole person unconsciously felt a sense of high spirits.

Wearing a black brocade robe, with a black scabbard on his back, his long black hair is wrapped in a black cloth bag, his face is handsome, and his whole body is faintly moving, showing the aura of dust, and now Zhao Jiuge has also begun to slowly transform from that young man.

On the way, the two of them shared a sword and left the peak of the Sword Casting Hall, Zhao Jiu Ge suddenly remembered something, and then asked, "Senior sister, how much tribute did you spend on the rest of this natal flying sword in the Treasure Pavilion last time." ”

The eyebrows of the red silk willow moved, and Zhao Jiuge was a little surprised that he still remembered this, but he still said in his mouth, "Not much." ”

"Senior sister, I have to let me know how much it is, I have to pay it back. Zhao Jiuge said softly.

"You don't have to pay it back, it's just a little contribution, although the rules of the sect are that you have to rely on yourself to get everything, but you still have this treatment as a personal disciple. Bound Red Aya said casually.

"You can cultivate with peace of mind, it is more useful to work hard to improve your strength than anything else, after all, Mengong is a dead thing, and nothing is more important than your own strength. As if afraid that Zhao Jiuge would be suspicious, Tie Hongyan then added.

Zhao Jiuge always felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell where it was. It's just that what he didn't know was that the rest of the materials used to refine the 'Cold Darkness' this time had used more than 20,000 mengong, and Ou Yezi was the best material used in all, otherwise he would not have refined the best spiritual weapon.

And more than 20,000 tributes, Tie Hongya has already been out for him, last time I was just looking for a reason to fool Zhao Jiuge, but I didn't expect Zhao Jiuge to remember it all the time. More than 20,000 tributes are a lot of money even for the red silk.

After a while, Zhao Jiu Ge felt that the flight route was wrong, not the route to Lotus Peak, because Lotus Peak and Jiu Ge Peak were next to each other.

"Senior sister, where are we going?" determined the direction, Zhao Jiuge said with some confusion, the black brocade robe on his body whirring.

"Go to the Xuantian Palace, the master has something to ask you for. After saying that, she glanced at Zhao Jiuge with deep meaning.

As soon as he heard that something was going on, Zhao Jiuge was mixed with joy, he didn't know what was going on, for him, after being reborn last time, he had a shadow in his heart, and secretly guessed that it would not be another cultivation in this regard.

Seeming to feel the suspicion in Zhao Jiuge's heart, Tie Hongyan was empathetic, and said softly, "It's mainly about the quality of your elixir, this time it is estimated that I found a secret method to help you raise the elixir to the eighth grade." The rest of the few little things are incidental. ”

Zhao Jiuge's eyes widened, there really is this kind of secret method, now the seven-grade spirit pill is already perverted enough, if it can really be promoted to the eighth grade, it will be the first time in the past few hundred years, the Xuantian Sword Sect.

All of a sudden, Zhao Jiuge didn't think about what kind of pain he would go through to improve the quality of the elixir, but was in a fiery mood, fantasizing about how he would be promoted to an eighth-grade elixir.

For the little junior brother's child's heart, Hong Aya couldn't help but smile. There are a lot of secret methods of this kind, the lower the quality of oneself, the greater the chance of success, like Zhao Jiuge, the seven-grade elixir, the possibility of success is very small, and there are very few secret methods of this quality.

Tie Hongya had tried before, she was a six-grade elixir, and in the end she also failed.

A red light quickly shuttled through the clouds, and soon came to the Xuantian Hall on Xuantian Peak.

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