The reason why Zhao Feng asked for two materials was to add some problems to Yu Xuelong, and on the other hand, he wanted to practice his hands, and by the way, he also helped Mo Qingrou refine a flying sword.

Mo Qingrou is also a Jindan stage cultivator, but she does not have a flying sword by her side, if she has a flying sword, her strength will increase greatly, and the safety of the Xingyue Sect will be guaranteed, and Zhao Feng will not have to worry about the safety of those medicinal herbs of the Xingyue Sect in the future.

As a handling fee, in fact, what Zhao Feng wanted was not expensive at all, after all, he was the only one in the immortal cultivation world who could casually refine flying swords.

This is the only one, there is no semicolon, love or not, it's so domineering!

......

When refining the flying sword for Yu Xuelong, Zhao Feng was also thinking about one thing.

Although the real person of the Five Poisons is dead, the whole thing is still in doubt.

Yu Xuelong said that the Hundred Poison Sect had also participated in the Immortal Cultivator Exchange Conference before, but every time he honestly abided by the rules, although he had not been treated well, he had never done anything too out of the ordinary.

But this time, the Five Poisons True Man really made a move, not only killing himself, but also making the entire Hundred Poisons Sect completely stand on the opposite side of the immortal cultivators.

This time, everyone present at the Hundred Poison Sect died, and those who remained in the sect were afraid that they would soon be attacked by the angry immortal cultivators and completely eradicated.

The Hundred Poison Gate is equivalent to having been destroyed.

However, why did the Five Poisons really dare to do this?

With his little ability, who gave him the courage to dare to fight against so many immortal cultivators?

Zhao Feng felt that behind the Five Poisons True Person, there must be a force supporting him, and there was no doubt that there must be some conspiracy among that force.

Gently stroking the meteor fall, Zhao Feng felt that it was necessary for him to continue to perfect the flying sword.

Meteorfall is not a flying sword that exists alone, in the memory of the Black Narcissus Emperor, it is the same as the other six flying swords.

Seven flying swords come out together, which can form a terrifying sword formation, but the requirements for cultivation are extremely high.

Every time you use an additional flying sword, the consumption of true yuan power and spiritual consciousness is doubled, and of course, the power is also doubled.

With Zhao Feng's current strength, using Meteor Fall is already the limit, even if he refines the remaining six flying swords, it is useless.

When his cultivation is further improved, he can consider refining the other six flying swords.

A few days went by in a flash.

Zhao Feng didn't leave the room for half a step, the True Fire Formation composed of spirit stones had been burning, and the flying swords refined for Yu Xuelong and Mo had also taken shape, and Zhao Feng was carving the most important formation for them.

If the current picture is seen by other immortal cultivators, I'm afraid they will be shocked and stupid again.

Because Zhao Feng actually refined two flying swords at the same time!

In the current immortal cultivation world, it is very difficult to find even a refining master who can refine flying swords, let alone a master who can refine two flying swords at the same time!

However, Zhao Feng was very proficient and skilled, and he didn't look like a novice who had just refined a flying sword, but more like an expert who had already refined a magic weapon countless times.

This is naturally because of the inheritance of the Black Narcissus Emperor.

"Bang!"

Hearing only a soft sound, the fire-type flying sword refined for Yu Xuelong had been completed.

When Zhao Feng finished carving the formation and activated the core of the flying sword, a bright light immediately bloomed on the flying sword, and the whole body was like red glass, which was extremely domineering.

Diametrically opposed to this fire-based flying sword is the flying sword that is gentle in ink, the whole body is as blue as the ocean, very deep, and has been exuding a soft blue light all around, just like a woman like water.

Seeing the perfect formation of these two flying swords, Zhao Feng smiled with satisfaction, with a hint of cunning in his smile.

When refining the flying sword for Yu Xuelong, he also left a back hand.

This flying sword is completely normal to use in normal times, but if Yu Xuelong doesn't open his eyes one day and wants to make a move on Zhao Feng, the flying sword will instantly attack him, not only can it be controlled by Zhao Feng in turn, but it can also directly control it to explode.

Zhao Feng was not suspicious of Yu Xuelong, but just in case, after all, he was not a saint, and for his own safety, it was natural for him to keep this hand.

And he didn't go all out, the quality of this flying sword refined for Yu Xuelong was just average, and it couldn't be compared with Meteor Fall at all.

And Mo Qingrou's flying sword didn't leave this kind of back door.

Zhao Feng trusts Mo Qinggently.

That woman is so simple and kind, pure as a blank piece of paper, plus she saved her, Mo Qingrou has unreserved trust in him, how can this kind of woman be his enemy?

Yu Xuelong waited at the door for several days, he didn't leave when Zhao Feng was refining the flying sword inside, as long as he thought that his flying sword would be available immediately, he couldn't do it excitedly.

In the past few days, the affairs of the Night Dragon Pavilion, as well as the matter of appeasing those immortal cultivators, have all been handed over to Su Jinhe.

Although Su Jinhe, who was entrusted with the important task by Yu Xuelong, was excited, he also had a headache.

There is no way, as a peripheral member of the Night Dragon Pavilion, his cultivation cannot be compared with others, but he is in the foundation building period, of course he does not have much strength to speak, and he is more worried about angering those people.

Fortunately, there was Mo to help him speak, which made Su Jinhe breathe a sigh of relief.

There was a "squeak", and the door, which had been closed for days, finally opened.

Yu Xuelong jumped up with a swish, rushed to Zhao Feng at once, and looked at Zhao Feng with blank eyes.

"Look at you like that, where do you look like a master. ”

Zhao Feng smiled dumbly, and casually threw the flying sword to Yu Xuelong: "Oh, your fire-based flying sword, you think of the name yourself, just drop the blood and recognize the master, by the way, Sheng Hui has a thousand spirit stones." ”

"I ...... Damn!"

Yu Xuelong, who hadn't had time to be surprised before he took the flying sword, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "Hasn't the processing fee already been given to you?

Zhao Feng rolled his eyes: "That's the processing fee I made, and what about my hard work? What about the nutrition fee that I worked hard for a few days? ”

"Yes, yes, of course!"

Yu Xuelong hugged the flying sword tightly, lest Zhao Feng take it away, so he couldn't wait to order a thousand spirit stones for Zhao Feng, and then stroked the flying sword with an affectionate face: "I have already thought of the name, just call it Lieyang!"

It's vulgar!

Zhao Feng pursed his lips, and didn't say anything about Yu Xuelong's taste, and said, "The exchange conference is over, right?

"It's over, but they're not gone yet. ”

After Yu Xuelong dripped blood on the flying sword and recognized the master, he looked at Zhao Feng with a strange expression: "They all want to wait for you to come out and say goodbye to you." ”

Zhao Feng was stunned, and then said helplessly: "Is it necessary......

Yu Xuelong said with a smile: "Of course, you are kind to them, and when you hold the gift of master and apprentice, of course you have to say goodbye to you before leaving." ”

Zhao Feng had no choice but to follow Yu Xuelong to meet those immortal cultivators, and when he came to the golf course, he was immediately startled by that scene.

A group of people stood in front of them in the dark, all kneeling there respectfully, looking at him with admiration.

"Uh, hehe......"

Zhao Feng touched his nose, and after being embarrassed for a long time, he popped out a few words: "Everyone eat and drink well, gather and disperse......"

Yu Xuelong almost fell in, on such a serious occasion, to say such a thing, is it really right to wait for these people?

In the end, those immortal cultivators were persuaded by Zhao Feng to disperse one by one.

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