The name of the sword is "Flowing Fire", and after opening the sword box, these two words come into view.

These two characters are engraved on the sword body, which looks quaint, but also graceful, as if it came from the hands of a woman.

At this moment, the Flowing Fire Sword was lying peacefully in the sword box, and the aggressive sword intent that opened the sword box at the beginning was no longer traceable.

This is the first time Wang Linchuan has seen a magic weapon, a magic weapon, as the name suggests, is a magic casting tool, or the meaning of a fighting magic weapon, but this instrument is not another weapon, not an ordinary weapon in the mortal world.

The magic weapon must be made of spiritual materials containing spiritual power, and its body must be engraved with a magic circle.

It can be said that if there is a weapon but no array, even if the best spiritual material is not a magic weapon, this is the public opinion of the cultivation world, so the magic weapon takes the magic circle as the core, the more complicated the magic circle of the magic weapon, the higher the quality of the spiritual material, the higher its grade, and its power is also stronger.

Of course, the spiritual material must be able to withstand the constraints of the magic circle, otherwise the magic weapon will not be able to be retracted and released freely when casting, and it will be considered useless.

At a glance, the fiery red color is flowing like flowing water, giving people an unreal feeling, it does look like a flowing flame, and it lives up to its name, so I don't know how powerful it is.

"Senior Brother Qu, can you introduce this sword?"

"This sword is refined by Elder Mu Yun of the Hundred Refining Hall in the sect, and its main material is Huolan Crystal, an ore produced in the deep sea, which is extremely hot and abnormally tough; Flying Fire Meteor Array', this array can gather spiritual power, and can also throw spiritual power like a flying fire meteor in a high-heat state, the power is extremely great, Elder Jiedan does not dare to hard-connect, otherwise it will be seriously injured; ”

"Well, Senior Brother Qu is really a downright person, I think this sword is good, I don't know how much this sword costs?" Wang Linchuan asked carefully.

"Don't dare, but if you do business, it's just a 'letter', the price of this sword is not cheap, this sword is the only mid-level magic weapon with a fire attribute in my pavilion, and the fire attribute spirit material is particularly hard to find, so the price will be more expensive, the lowest price of this sword is 12,000 spirit stones." ”

After hearing the price, the corners of Wang Linchuan's eyes twitched unnaturally, but he quickly covered it up.

Judging from the magic circle and attributes of this sword, this sword is suitable for group attacks, which is very consistent with the killing sword technique he has practiced.

He did think about it, but after hearing about the minimum selling price, he knew that he couldn't bargain, it seems that this "dream very" is indeed very, and he actually set the minimum selling price, blocking people's bargaining paths.

Wang Linchuan sighed secretly in his heart, and then calmly said to Qu Wei: "Senior Brother Qu, I want this sword." After saying that, he wanted to take out the spirit stone, but he quickly smiled bitterly.

The spirit stones he carries with him now are only two thousand, and he spent some of them to buy the talisman before, but now there are only more than a thousand left.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Qu, I didn't bring enough spirit stones today, can I be accommodating? In addition, do you have Qiankun bags for sale in your pavilion? I want to buy a few so that I can send the spirit stones." ”

"Haha, the matter of the spirit stone is not in a hurry, as long as Master Wang comes to the spirit stone afterwards, it is okay to pay the spirit stone in installments, as for the Qiankun bag, the Qiankun bag production method of Bailian Hall is much the same, if Master Wang really wants this flowing fire sword, Qu will call the shots, how about giving the master a Qiankun bag?" This time it was Wang Linchuan's turn to be stunned, he didn't expect to do business and still do this.

Installment payment, the temptation is indeed not small, but compared to the gift of Qiankun bags, the attraction is much smaller, people in the world, how many people do not want to be greedy for a small bargain? This business is absolutely done, Wang Linchuan seems to have learned something important, and secretly praised in his heart.

"Okay, just like Senior Brother said, I'll bring the spirit stone next time!"

After coming out of the "Dream Very", Wang Linchuan had two more Qiankun bags in his arms, and he put all the rest of the items, including the Flowing Fire Sword, into one Qiankun bag.

Back at the location of the cave, Wang Linchuan couldn't wait to test the flowing fire sword and spirit rune he had just bought, so he came to the west of his cave about twenty miles away. There was a small valley here, and he chose this place because he didn't want to make too much noise.

Wang Linchuan injected divine thoughts into the Qiankun bag, and an ice explosion technique had come to him, and he was very satisfied with the use of the Qiankun bag. Facing the empty small valley, Wang Linchuan struck out with a backhand, and the entrance of the valley to the valley was about ten zhang away, and the rocks and ice blocks on the edge of the cliff kept falling, forming a wall of ice and stone about two zhang high on the ground.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Linchuan injected a trace of divine thought into the Qiankun bag, and the Flowing Fire Sword came to his right hand, facing the ice stone wall, Wang Linchuan simply waved his sword.

A huge blazing flame burst out from the body of the Flowing Fire Sword, and the fireworks hit the wall, only to see that the wall was as if it were destroyed.

The fireworks did not stop, and then rushed forward about five zhang before stopping, at this time, where the fireworks passed, the rocks had been burned to lime, and the wind passed, the lime drifted up, and the valley that was originally full of life was now half covered with a layer of white lime, as if it had fallen frost.

When Wang Linchuan saw such a scene, he was silent for a while, the power of the magic weapon was so terrifying, if he was hit by this blow, he would definitely lose a layer of skin, and it was estimated that he would have to cultivate for a while to get better.

After seeing the power of the magic weapon, Wang Linchuan was very happy and went home.

After returning to the cave, Wang Linchuan took out the Flowing Fire Sword to watch, he couldn't put down this sword, no matter how you look at it, it is pleasing to the eye.

Looking at it, looking at it, he suddenly remembered that in fact, he still had a sword, let's just think of it.

Wang Linchuan was indeed a little disappointed with this sword, Wang Linchuan had been busy with cultivation and alchemy all these years, but he didn't look at that sword much anymore, and now he thought that the sword might just be a little special in the material, so the python couldn't digest it.

Driven by the heart of comparison, Wang Linchuan found the sword from the corner.

The sword was still the same, rusty, and the notch in the sword body remained unchanged, until today, Wang Linchuan still couldn't see what kind of material this sword was made of.

Now the two swords are placed in front of Wang Linchuan, there is no harm if there is no comparison, Wang Linchuan looked at the flowing fire, and then looked at the broken sword, and sighed helplessly in his heart, he actually came to the Ethereal Immortal Sect with this broken sword on his back, and he could still store this sword by his side for so long, and he was also a nostalgic person.

Seeing this sword, he couldn't help but think of those people in the past, I don't know if they are good? Sadness, distress, and longing suddenly came to his heart, and after a long silence, his mood gradually calmed down.

Looking at this broken sword, he had the idea that he wanted this broken sword to continue to exist, so he held two swords in his hands at the same time, wanting to scrape off the rust of the broken sword with flowing fire.

However, an accident happened, when he touched the Flowing Fire to the Broken Sword, he didn't feel abnormal, but when he scraped the rust hard, he found that the spiritual power of the Flowing Fire Sword was being absorbed by the Broken Sword!

That's not all, the magic circle runes engraved by the Flowing Fire Sword itself seem to have been hit by something, and it can't stop the loss of spiritual power.

Wang Linchuan decisively separated the two swords, and the spiritual power on the Flowing Fire Sword immediately stopped being lost, but it was partially absorbed by the broken sword.

Seeing this result, Wang Linchuan was surprised in his heart, he was afraid that this sword would be damaged over the years, so he was careful with this sword, never used it to chop things, and never injected spiritual power.

Now that he saw the sword, he decided to try it, and he went to the small valley again.

Coming to the entrance of the valley, Wang Linchuan vigilantly observed the surroundings first, and only after finding that there was no one did he summon the broken sword from the Qiankun bag.

He slowly injected spiritual power into the sword, but the sword did not change in any way, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but he had more expectations, so he increased the spiritual power injection, but unfortunately, the sword still did not change.

Seeing this, Wang Linchuan was still unwilling to give up, he held the sword in both hands and waved it at the valley, after this swing, Wang Linchuan's eyes were dark, and he suddenly lost consciousness......

When Wang Linchuan opened his eyes, he found himself lying on his back at the entrance of the valley, his body was covered with a thick layer of white lime at this moment, and his long eyelashes were also glued with lime, which made his eyes sting.

He wanted to stand up, but he found that he could barely move, he couldn't speak, he wanted to use his spiritual power, but he found that the spiritual power in his body was actually gone!

At this moment, his heart was already shocked, and his mood, which he didn't care about, suddenly became extremely gloomy. I just swung the broken sword, and it turned out to be like this, this sword is absolutely weird! But I still hold the broken sword in my hand.

Helpless, helpless, and surprised intertwined in his heart, a storm of lime hit, he coughed incessantly, tears oozed from the corners of his eyes involuntarily.

It turns out that I am still careless, and it turns out that I am still so adventurous.

Last time, many years have passed since the python incident, and the past is vivid, and I have made up my mind to cherish my life, but in the end, I still can't help it.

There was nothing else in the valley except for the sound of the wind whistling by, and Wang Linchuan had been lying on the ground for a long time at this moment, and the lime on his body was getting thicker and thicker, and he was almost about to be buried. He didn't know how many days and nights he had experienced, but he could only bear it in silence.

He must live. He had a reason to live! The voice in his heart became more and more fragile, almost inaudible.

On this day, he found that he could barely move, and his spiritual power had recovered somewhat, but he did not rush to get up, but said to the broken sword: "By the way, when I waved you, I seemed to hear your cry, and in the future, you will call it "crying"!"

After speaking, Wang Linchuan closed his eyes, stopped speaking, and used his spiritual power with determination......