On the top of a mountain peak in the Liuyun Sect, Han Bufan was looking at the jade pendant in his palm.

One look, two looks, three looks, this jade pendant has not moved at all.

Choose a weapon by yourself, it blew up Zichen Pavilion, so why didn't it break the sword when it borrowed Sister Qiuyu's sword to kill the demon before?

Could it be that the mysterious man wants to let himself be bare on the way to cultivate the truth? him, he is not a demon monk, and he uses his fists and flesh to fight with other people's weapons?

Just as Han Bufan was thinking about it, the jade pendant gradually emitted curling white smoke. The white smoke drifted a foot in front of his face and stopped, and it became more and more condensed, and finally condensed into a white plate of about ten inches.

A black light swept through the center of the plate, revealing a man lying on a couch.

"Half a year Yuan Baby, give!" Because of the light, I couldn't see the man's appearance. The whole process was very fast, and the man said this simple sentence from beginning to end.

After finishing speaking, part of the plate formed by the white smoke dissipated, and part of it condensed into black sand and slowly fell on the table, forming a three-foot-long word.

The black sand and gravel continued to bind together, filling in all the gaps between them, and the last unnoticed black light streaked across their surfaces, and a long sword that was pitch black all came together.

The white light swept across the body of the pitch-black sword like a pen, and the extremely mysterious silver runes flashed in a flash.

Hehe, Han Bufan stared at this scene intently, and forgot to complain for a while! Picking up the black long sword, Han Bufan suddenly felt a feeling of blood connection. The long sword trembled and expressed joy.

Han Bufan tried to swing it a few times, and it felt extremely good. If it weren't for the mysterious man who said something about the half-year Yuan Baby, if it weren't for the thought of Zichen Pavilion who had died unjustly before, he might have scolded them less.

What are you kidding, he has just built a foundation! He has just built a foundation!

Important things are said three times, definitely not for the numbers!

From Chen Qiuyu's mouth, she knew that she was because of her mother

Because of this, he only started cultivating at the age of fifteen, and now he is only sixteen years old.

Thinking about half a year of Yuanying, the speed is estimated to be about the same as Chen Qiuyu, or even stronger. Besides, there are piles of resources in other sects, and the city incident before that was her first trial.

Now that he is poor and white, he still doesn't know if he will be expelled from the sect. If he doesn't join the sect, where can he get cultivation resources. In the cultivation realm, a foundation-building kid basically can't do anything. Basically, only the disciples who have cultivated in the Dan have the qualifications and ability to go out for training, otherwise they will be accompanied by elders and deacons.

Without thinking about it for a moment, Han Bufan praised the sword a few words and immediately spewed out the mysterious man.

There was a click~ sound, and something seemed to crack.

Suddenly, the space in front of Han Bufan shattered, leaking out a small black hole.

A big pale hand reached out from it and grabbed Han Bufan's neck: "I'm in a bad mood, don't let me hear what you say!"

After the words were finished, the big pale hand retracted into the void again, and the space black hole was filled in an instant, and the time and space returned to their original state.

"Ahem.." Han Bufan patted his chest and coughed a few times, and said in his heart: "What the hell?

There was weakness in the man's voice, and the moment the space black hole was filled up, Han Bufan also heard a slight cough.

"Dog, you can't beat others, come and abuse me?" Of course, the words were said in the bottom of his heart, and the weak cough of the mysterious man also made Han Bufan have his own guesses.

What about being indignant? Is low strength not to be manipulated by others?

The black sword in his hand roared, and he was sparing no effort to comfort him. Therefore, Han Bufan has special feelings for this long sword.

Throwing away distracting thoughts and previous experiences, Han Bufan came back with two fingers and stroked the sword body: "Do you have a name?"

The black sword trembled slightly, emitting a slight sharp squeeze, and enjoyed its touch very much.

The sword body shook lightly from side to side, responding to Han Bufan while also being afraid of interrupting his caressing.

"No?"

The blade trembled up and down again, obviously nodding.

"And I'll give you a name?" Han Bufan was a little excited in his heart.

The sword trembled again, and readily agreed.

Choosing a name is a technical job, and it is important whether it sounds good or not. But Han Bufan has no academic qualifications, knows very little vocabulary and words, and does not know some profound and elegant words. And the mobile phone has become a jade pendant, so he can only ask the author to help him Baidu.

Ahem, typos, typos.. It should be scrutinized.

"Dark Star, your name is Dark Star, how's that?" Han Bufan was quite excited in his heart, this was the first time he had been named.

Of course, as long as it was Han Bufan's name, how could Dark Star not accept it? Not to mention that it was so good!

The dark star trembled slightly, and the hilt of the sword rubbed against Han Bufan's cheek, very happy.

"Han Bufan, come out for me!" Chen Tian's voice remembered outside the door, and Han Bufan looked at the dark star at a loss.

The dark star was very spiritual, and he knew his thoughts, so he turned into a pitch-black lightning bolt and drilled into the palm of his right hand.

Chen Tian only explained a few words, and hurried back. Although Han Bufan learned that he had been demoted to an outer disciple, he was very happy in his heart. I didn't expect that I would blow up a building, and I would still be able to stay here, and the cultivation resources would remain the same.

In this Liuyun Sect, he has no backer, and he can still stay after making such a big mistake, which is estimated to be the credit of Sister Qiuyu. Unconsciously, I seem to be favored by others, what can I do in the future?

The top priority is to improve his strength as soon as possible, and he can't afford to provoke the mysterious person, at least don't be ravaged by others.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Han Bufan began to operate the half-way method and cultivate.

After a week of air circulation, he felt that his meridians were extremely painful, and finally he had no choice but to forcibly interrupt the flow of true qi.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood spat out, but it was fine.

"You have a bad heart, and you are easily distracted."

Han Bufan recalled the words of Patriarch Su Bodhi, and combined with his own thoughts, the reason was indeed that he had difficulty concentrating.

When he closes his eyes, there is always some image that flashes by. When he wanted to give up, another voice sounded:

"Bufan, where are you?"

"Follow me in the future, and you look good to do that thing again!"

"Hehe, little junior brother!"

"Yo, boy. Learn to steal at a young age?!"

"You broom star, get out of here!"

"Wake up, a wild man without a father and a mother!"

"Little brother, how many steamed buns do you want?"

"Death is like the wind, always with me~"

Why is this happening?

Han Bufan thought to himself and tried to calm down. But after a long time, those things swept in, and I couldn't control them.

"How can this be cultivated?" Han Bufan muttered to himself.

"Buzz"

The dark star emerged from his palms and lay on his crossed legs.

The cold blade pressed against his legs, and a cool feeling slowly spread. This coolness shook his thin body, and made his mind clear and his heart like water.

"Dark Star..."Han Bufan smiled and stroked the sword body, secretly happy in his heart, it was too considerate of its master! That bastard guy had done a good thing with the sword.

The body of the dark star sword trembled slightly, and he enjoyed it very much.