Hua Wuyi seemed to be dreaming, he dreamed that he was walking through the sky, where there was a long road, the road leading to the heavenly realm, and there were many temples and Taoist temples beside the road.

He dreamed that he had gone all the way to the heavenly realm, and remembered his life experience, it was good, it was good, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still on Qingyuntai.

Behind the one hundred and eighth-step Qingyun Terrace, there were two closed golden gates, emitting a golden halo, dazzling and brilliant.

Hua Wuyi pushed hard a few times, but there was no response, he raised his sword and slashed, but there was still no wave, he could only leave in a huff.

Kunyuan A room, everyone saw Hua Wuyi's arrival, and they dodged away, it seems that the Qingyuntai competition has created a lot of majesty for Hua Wuyi's image, but Hua Wuyi doesn't care about these things, he can take the opportunity to study the exercises on the jade plate he got that day.

"Nine Palace Sword Song", a total of nine styles of swordsmanship, all belong to the foundation building period swordsmanship, with the current Hua Wuyi's perception of the sword, it should not be able to comprehend it in a few days, he considered whether it was necessary for him to refine the soul of the Xuanyan again.

Hua Wuyi went to the sword casting platform of the Great Xuanyuan Sword Sect and put forward the idea of refining the beast soul, but was directly sent out by people with the idea of "non-sect disciples do not forge swords", and the discrimination of the meritorious disciples all the way seems to be going to the end.

Xuanwu Bamen Fang, he inquired all the way to this place, but saw that there was an ordinary courtyard in front of him, there was no mountain, no water, no eight gates, and no basalt statues, this name really did not match at all.

When I entered the door, there was only a stone-paved path, and the courtyard was very empty, and after walking for a hundred or so steps, Hua Wuyi saw a little Taoist boy of about twelve or thirteen years old squinting and standing in front of a mud house.

Ha, Hua Wuyi is happy, when I came to this prosperous world of the human race, it was the first time I saw a person dressed as a Daomen.

"Are you here to buy a sword, or are you here to make a sword?" the Dao Tong asked as if he had already noticed Hua Wuyi's arrival, and his tone was very old-fashioned.

"I don't buy swords, but what do you mean by making swords? I'm here to forge swords. Hua Wuyi said deliberately amusedly.

"The sword-casting method is divided into the steel filling method and the quenching iron method, both of which are the method of refining things with things, and my Xuanwu Bamenfang is a method of making something out of nothing, so it is called sword-making. Dao Tong patiently explained.

Hua Wuyi's heart jumped, this Dao Tong was so big, but he also understood that many Taoist priests in that world were pretending to be swaying and deceiving with a magical reputation, so he chuckled lightly, and had an extra heart in his heart.

"Your lord is here, I'm going to do business with him in the future," Hua Wuyi said, glancing towards Tsuchiya, but he didn't notice the existence of anyone else, and he was even more puzzled.

Hmph! The Dao Tong snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the sword behind Hua Wuyi's back flew into his hand.

Hua Wuyi's eyes twitched a few times, in his eyes, the Dao boy who did not have the cultivation of the True Yuan was actually a master above the Golden Pill.

"It's actually the soul of the ancient deer, haha, the master said that I would have a big chance on the way east, did this start to break out?"

"Please return it!" Hua Wuyi said as calmly as possible.

"Hehe, there are many treasures in the world, and there are people who can live in them. You don't deserve to be a little foundation-building monk. Dao Tong's eyes were full of greed, and as he spoke, he pinned the sword to his waist, hooked his fingers, and deliberately provoked Hua Wuyi.

Choked, Hua Wuyi has a right hand, and Zhenyuan turns into a sword, since things can't be good, then take it back.

A choked sword qi true yuan was emitted, and it was the foundation building sword technique "Nine Palace Sword Song" that had just been cultivated a few days ago.

"A sword is blue and smoky," the sword qi true yuan turned into several flying swords, each with a strong killing aura, and the Dao Dao target was directed at the Dao Tong Lingtai.

That Dao Tong just smiled slightly, raised his hand and drew a few symbols in the air, and then a rune paper came with the power of the Heavenly Dao, and with a few bangs, Hua Wuyi's move was shattered.

"One sword locks Qingqiu," Hua Wuyi saw that one move failed, and the second move followed, and the sword qi that was blown away actually appeared in the sky again, it turned out that these two moves echoed back and forth, pulling each other for it.

"Ha, amazing, what a clever sword move. The boy praised with a smile, but it gave people a very mocking feeling.

After Dao Tong finished speaking, he slapped his hands on his Dao robe, and shouted: "Golden jade clothes." I saw that the gossip pattern on the robe suddenly flickered, and a golden halo appeared, wrapping his whole body tightly.

Hua Wuyi's sword qi true yuan attack hit the golden halo, making a clanging sound of gold and iron.

"It's so weak, I don't even bother to hit you. Dao Tong deliberately yawned with his right hand and said mockingly.

"A sword breaks the flow of water. Hua Wuyi's eyes were solemn, and he continued to send out the third sword.

The True Yuan Sword in Hua Wuyi's hand suddenly dissipated, but it appeared strangely in front of Dao Tong's eyes full of sarcasm, which frightened Dao Tong's instinctive head and shrank back, but when he screamed, he still couldn't cut off the golden halo.

"A sword slashes Hengzhou, and a sword looks for the past. Hua Wuyi gritted his teeth and superimposed the two moves together, a heart sword, a strong horizontal slash, and two moves slashed into one by one.

With a boom, I saw Dao Tong's body take a few steps back, and a trace of blood spit out slightly from his mouth.

Hua Wuyi was overjoyed, it seemed that this person's Dao method was only to defend against external attacks, and the heart sword could still hurt him.

Thinking of this, he was ready to refuel and attack a few more heart swords.

But boom, after the boy turned around, he raised his hand and a spell hit, and suddenly a thunderbolt fell, and Hua Wuyi was hit with no avoidance, and a burst of black smoke suddenly appeared.

"Ha, my Tiangang Guiding Thunder Method, see that I don't kill you, dare to rob me of the baby. Dao Tong smacked his lips very beautifully and said. Listening to the tone, it seems that Hua Wuyi is the robber who robs people's treasures.

However, after the black smoke, there was no such thing as the scorched corpse as Dao Tong imagined, and there was nothing on the ground except for some scorched earth.

Dao Tong is a disease.

"I told you to keep a low profile in your usual work, and you actually led the thunder down. Suddenly, a threatening voice came from the earthen house.

"Master!" Dao Tong grinned and shouted sweetly.

But I saw a middle-aged Taoist priest with a ruler-long black beard appear in front of him, and the Taoist priest was still carrying a ragged man in his hand, but he had no memory.

"How did you practice, the heavenly thunder was attracted, and a foundation building monk almost ran away. The middle-aged Taoist priest reprimanded and threw Hua Wuyi to the ground.

Xiao Daotong blushed for a while, "How do I know that this person is not afraid of thunder law, I knew that I would solve it with a fire method." "Speaking of which, it seems that I want to really make up for it.

"Wait!" Hua Wuyi hurriedly said, "Now that everything is given to you, you don't have to kill me again." If it's not enough, I still have a thousand spirit stones. Hua Wuyi begged for mercy in a low voice.

"Master, have you got the thing?" Dao Tong ignored Hua Wuyi, but asked the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Found it. The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his hand and pulled out a scroll and shook it in front of the two of them, on which were written the words "Sword Weapon".

"Hehe," Dao Tong laughed twice, his face full of slyness, "You see our things, you must kill people." ”