Especially at this time, Lin Yuchen's cultivation, when he left, Lin Yuchen had just entered the early stage of spiritual induction, and now he had faintly entered the peak of the early stage of forging body, just looking at his eyes with divine light, and his body faintly flashing with brilliance, you could see that his cultivation was stable.

If Lin Yuchen's mental cultivation is enough, he can easily enter the middle stage of the forging body, but the improvement of his mental cultivation is far more difficult than the improvement of realm cultivation, which is also the reason why many monks stop moving.

"Actually, in fact, it's not because of the disciple's own qualifications, but something happened in the middle, the disciple was cultivating in the cave that day, and the ban outside was touched, so ......" Lin Yuchen saw Qing Xuan Zhenren praising himself, his face suddenly became hot, and he quickly shook his head, and then hesitated for a moment, and then talked about the situation after Qing Xuan Zhenren left, of course, some of them hid because they didn't think it was important.

Qing Xuan Zhenren stroked the beard on his chin, listening to Lin Yuchen tell everything about the situation after he left, and had the intention to interrupt, but after thinking about it, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, knowing that Lin Yuchen was too loyal, and it would be difficult to survive in the deceitful Qing cultivation world, for a while, Qing Xuan Zhenren didn't know whether it was good or bad for him to take him out, after all, just like this crisis, if he was one step late, I was afraid that he would really not be able to find the corpse of this disciple.

Originally, Qingxuan Zhenren just listened to Lin Yuchen's narration with an indifferent expression, but when he talked about the people of Xuantianmen and the situation of getting acquainted with Chu Chu Ruoxue, Qingxuan Zhenren was finally moved, especially when he heard that Chu Chu Ruoxue's father actually flew from the void, and asked with a shocked face: "Xuantianmen, surnamed Chu, hiss, Chen'er, did that person say his name?"

Lin Yuchen scratched his head, thought carefully about the scene of that day, and then replied: "Master, that person told his disciple what his name is Chu Aotian!"

"Xuantianmen Chu Aotian, it's really him!" Qingxuan Zhenren exclaimed in surprise when he heard this, his expression was also full of shock, Lin Yuchen didn't know that it was better, but he knew what kind of person Chu Aotian was, that was the master of Xuantianmen, the heavenly posture was outstanding, and he had reached the cultivation of the soul slaying period after more than 600 years of cultivation, and he was the first person recognized by the major sects of Xuandu.

Especially in recent years, there have been rumors that Chu Aotian has cut out the soul split, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of soul slaying, and he is only one step away from entering the immortal tribulation period, although Qingxuan Zhenren does not know whether the rumors are true or false, but the new demon lord of the Ten Thousand Demons City, the Heavenly Demon True Monarch, was injured by Chu Aotian, which shows the strength of his strength.

"Chen'er, that is to say, the reason why your cultivation is so diligent is because of taking the Hundred Refining Immortal Soul Grass?" Qingxuan Zhenren was silent for a while after listening to Lin Yuchen's words, and the look of horror in his eyes slowly dissipated, and when he calmed down, he then asked Lin Yuchen.

Lin Yuchen nodded, he wanted to tell his master his reaction after taking the Hundred Refining Immortal Soul Grass, after thinking about it, he was worried that his master would blame, and swallowed the words in his mouth, and made up his mind that if the master didn't ask, he wouldn't say it, so as to save the master from worrying.

"In this way, Chen'er, you have a great creation, good, good, good!" Qingxuan Zhenren was relieved, and said it repeatedly, the more he looked at this apprentice, the more he liked it, and seeing his cute face, he stroked his beard and smiled: "That Hundred Refining Immortal Soul Grass is extremely precious, you have to save the trouble for the teacher and find other alternative elixirs for you!"

Lin Yuchen saw that Qingxuan Zhenren was happy, and he would not tell the miserable situation after taking the medicine, how did this Qingxuan Zhenren know that the Hundred Refining Immortal Soul Grass was insisted on by Chu Chu Ruoxue, and Lan Qing'er was even more resentful and did not tell him the method and medicine guide, so that Lin Yuchen almost exploded and died.

However, this is not something that Qing Xuan Zhenren didn't expect, it's just that he thought that the elixir was given by Chu Aotian, and the adjuvant medicine and how to take it must be clearer than himself, plus seeing that Lin Yuchen was safe and sound and cultivated diligently, he didn't think much about it, let alone know the sin he suffered.

"Okay, Chen'er, your expression is really good in the past few days when the teacher is away, by the way, my Tianyun Sword Sect guards the road with a sword, this time I went out for the teacher to find someone to create a magic sword for you, and the essence of Gengjin and the silver sand stone under the sea are added to it, which is extremely hard and extremely sharp, and it can be regarded as the best product among the top magic weapons, I originally wanted to wait for you to be with you after the sect, but now that you have a successful body, there is no need to wait. Qing Xuan Zhenren raised his hand and took out a dark blue flying sword and levitated in front of Lin Yuchen.

"Ah, send it to me, thank you, thank you, Master!" Lin Yuchen was overjoyed when he saw the flying sword, and hurriedly took it and looked at it, only to see that the flying sword was flickering all over, the sword was more than two feet long, the blade was as thin as a cicada's wings, and there was a sound of sword groaning under a light flick.

Lin Yuchen held the hilt of the sword, and poured the spiritual power into the sword according to the imperial weapon technique he had learned before, and the sword body suddenly swallowed white light under the infusion of spiritual power, and seeing that it had an effect, he hurriedly collected his mind, ran the magic trick, and controlled the flying sword with all his concentration to slowly leave his palm and spin in the air.

Under the continuous infusion of Lin Yuchen's spiritual power, the sword light had risen to a length of a few feet, and it was driven to fly up and down in the air, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and finally in his soft shout, it swooped into the stone wall in the east.

"Master, what is the name of this flying sword, and how can I put it into the Qiankun bag?" Lin Yuchen played with it happily for a while, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, especially when he controlled the flying sword and pierced it into the stone wall like cutting tofu, he became more and more excited when he thought that this flying sword was his own.

"There is no name yet, you give it a name, and the teacher will help you brand it, as for the method of income Qiankun bag, it is the same as other things, but you don't need to earn, my Tianyun Sword Sect disciples are all tied to the back with a sword box, and this sword box is a low-level magic weapon, which can cover the grade of this magic weapon and facilitate the sword to come out. Qingxuan Zhenren waited for Lin Yuchen to calm down, shook his head, took out the black sword box that had been prepared a long time ago, handed it over and said.

"Yes, Master, as for the name of the sword, it's better to call it Qingyun Sword......" Lin Yuchen took the sword box and glanced at it, then tied it directly to his back, and then took the sword and thought about the name, and suddenly thought that Qingxuan Zhenren said that he was Qingyun Peak, and immediately replied, for him, the meaning of this flying sword to him is not only his first magic weapon, but also the love of Shizun for him, so he wants to remember this kindness in his own way.

"Qingyun Sword, okay, this name is my favorite. Hearing this, Qing Xuan Zhenren nodded, raised his hand and sucked the sword into his hand, and then stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and as the Dao Guanghua spread on the fingertips, he took the pen with his fingers, and quickly imprinted the word Qingyun on both sides of the flying sword.