Chapter 47: The Purple Sun Flying Sword

At the moment when Zhang Xiaolin sacrificed the Hammer, the invisible pressure suddenly dissipated, Zhang Xiaolin felt light, and immediately stood up, holding the Hammer and looking up at the sky.

The giant eagle was still hovering overhead, and Zhang Xiaolin suddenly felt a pain in the sea, and couldn't help but stumble.

"Little one, what is the relationship between you and my eldest brother?"

Zhang Xiaolin obviously didn't hear anyone speak, but such a voice-like message appeared in his mind for no reason.

"Who?" Zhang Xiaolin shouted.

"Don't be so loud, we can just communicate with our senses. ”

"Who are you?" asked Zhang Xiaolin.

"I am the iron-winged eagle above your head, I ask you, how can my eldest brother's Sky Hammer be in your hands?"

"Your eldest brother, who is your eldest brother?"

"You don't even know who my eldest brother is? My eldest brother is a golden-winged eagle, my second brother's name is a silver-winged eagle, and I am an iron-winged eagle. This pair of Sky Hammers is my eldest brother's spiritual weapon, and there is his breath on it, where is he?"

Zhang Xiaolin was confused, this hammer was obviously Li Yuanba's weapon, how could it become the weapon of the Golden-winged Dapeng.

"If you don't say it, you don't have to say it. Seeing Zhang Xiaolin stunned, the giant eagle couldn't help but say angrily when he stood there motionless.

"I don't know what's going on? This hammer is the weapon of Li Yuanba, the eldest son of Gaozu Li Yuan, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty. “

"Li Yuanba?"

"Li Yuanba is a true disciple of Ziyang, and he is invincible in the world with his kung fu. “

"Ziyang Zhenren, then there is nothing wrong, what does Li Yuanba look like?"

"I haven't seen it, but it's said that the face is yellow and thin, about eight feet tall, and the strength is infinite. ”

"Little one, don't resist, I'll take you up, I have something to ask you. After the giant eagle finished speaking, he pounced on Zhang Xiaolin.

Zhang Xiaolin did not move, and let his iron claws grab his arms and rise into the air.

The giant eagle did not fly high into the sky, but flew towards the waterfall at the top of the deep pool, and through the waterfall, there was a huge cave inside.

The giant eagle gently placed Zhang Xiaolin on the ground, and the person stood next to him.

"What's the matter with you?" asked Zhang Xiaolin, who simply threw the Sky Hammer in his hand on the ground.

"Where is that Li Yuanba now?"

"Died twenty years ago. ”

When the iron-winged eagle heard this, he said, "What did you say? How is it possible?"

"Before I was born, he was dead, struck by the thunder of heaven. ”

"Thunderstorm?"

"I don't know this, it is said that when there was thunder in the sky, he used this hammer to hit the thunder god, but he was killed by the thunder, so this hammer is also called the hammer of the sky. ”

"Others are ignorant, are you a monk so ignorant?

Zhang Xiaolin looked up at the giant eagle in confusion: "Then how did you say he died?"

"The tribulation failed, and the primordial god returned to his place. ”

"He's not dead?"

"Death? haha, the golden-winged Dapeng is an immortal body, how can it be dead? The three of our brothers were all relegated to the lower realm, punished their primordial gods to enter reincarnation, and endured the tribulations of birth, old age, sickness and death, since the catastrophe failed, it was destined to return to the primordial gods, if they could cultivate the positive results, it would be good if they could achieve positive results, then it would be the sanctification of the physical body, however, the heavens will not sanctify the physical body. “

Zhang Xiaolin doesn't seem to understand, and he doesn't know how powerful the so-called physical sanctification is.

"I'm almost in my place, haha. The giant eagle laughed miserably a few times, and Zhang Xiaolin heard the sadness and helplessness.

"How can I help you?"

"You, hahaha, don't tease. The iron-winged eagle was amused by Zhang Xiao's words: "You are a third-level disciple of Qi training, what can you help me?" It doesn't matter, I am more than 5,000 years old, and I am tired of being alive, and I am about to run out of oil, if I break through the realm within a hundred years, I can only return to my position, even if I break through, I don't know if I can survive the thunder tribulation, even my eldest brother died in the thunder tribulation, and my hope of crossing the tribulation is even slimmer. ”

"If you break through and survive the tribulation, can you be reborn?"

"Yes, there are at least five thousand years to live, and in these five thousand years, we are seeking the next level of breakthrough. ”

"I see that your cultivation is very extraordinary, who is your master?"

Zhang Xiaolin was shocked, and the secret way was not good.

The iron-winged eagle laughed: "Don't worry, no matter how good your exercises are, they are of no use to our demon bird clan, our meridians are completely different from yours, and it is impossible to cultivate human exercises, even if they are transformed." ”

Zhang Xiaolin said with a sigh of relief in his heart: "My master is just a Taoist priest, and he has just built a foundation. ”

"Oh, if you humans want to attain the Tao, it will be even more difficult, your lifespan is not long, the foundation building monks, it is only a few hundred years of life, and it will only be a thousand years until Jindan, that's it, you look at me, no one has chatted with me for thousands of years, and I have said so much, since you have obtained the eldest brother's weapon, we are also fateful, I keep this flying sword and it is useless, so I will give it to you, in addition, you can accept this feather, enter the aura, you can fly, or you can find someone to refine it into a low-level flying magic weapon, it is better than nothing. I'm sorry, but my horse was used as a snack, so I'll make it up to you. ”

As the Iron-winged Eagle finished speaking, a flying sword glowing with blue light and a gray-brown feather hovered in front of his eyes.

"Seniors, no merit is not rewarded, such a precious thing, you can't do it?"

"Put it away, don't say more, I'm useless with this thing, I fly much faster than this, it's pure chicken ribs, you hurry aside to refine him, this sword is also refined by Ziyang Zhenren, it can be upgraded, the grade is not low, you can use it as a natal weapon." ”

"Can I refine?"

"Don't worry, this is an ownerless thing, just drop blood, you can cultivate here, as long as you break through to the fourth layer of Qi training, you can fly with the sword." ”

"Not long after I broke through the third layer of Qi training, I am afraid that I will disappoint my seniors. ”

"You cultivate with your heart, it is still easy for me to help you break through a small realm, but the way of cultivation is to act against the sky, you need to be steady and steady, and you can't take any tricks, only by laying a solid foundation, can you hope to survive the thunderstorm." The iron-winged eagle stared at Zhang Xiaolin: "Don't go yet." ”

When Zhang Xiaolin heard this, he immediately sat down cross-legged, attracting Zhenyuan and entering the realm of selflessness.

Suddenly, a powerful aura rushed into the meridians, Zhang Xiaolin knew that it was the iron-winged eagle who was helping him, so he hurriedly calmed down and guided this aura into the dantian and rushed to the meridians of the whole body.

In the early stage of the third layer of Qi training, in the middle of the third layer of Qi training, and in the late stage of the third layer of Qi training, the cultivation soared all the way, and soon reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the third layer of Qi training.

There was a soft click, the bottleneck was broken, and it was finally in the middle of Qi training.

Zhang Xiaolin's spiritual platform was clear, and his divine consciousness suddenly more than doubled, and the area covered by his divine consciousness reached at least three miles.

The aura was still entering the body in a steady stream, and Zhang Xiaolin knew that this was the iron-winged eagle helping him stabilize his cultivation, so he did not stop, and continued to cultivate until his cultivation was stable at the beginning of the fourth layer of qi training, and then he slowly finished his work.

Standing up, Zhang Xiaolin gave a deep salute to the iron-winged eagle and thanked him for his meritorious gift of the sword.

"Don't bother, let's practice the art of edgeworth. ”