Meng Huan sorted out all the tricks and gave them all a tall (second) name, and then threw them all to Anu.

It took Meng Huan half a year to sort out the exercises and perceptions, but there was still a long time before the opening ceremony of the Five Elements Sect, so Meng Huan entered the Mixed Yuan Pagoda and took out the Qingping Sword, intending to refine it.

Without strength, it is difficult to gain a foothold, if you want to improve your cultivation, it is impossible in the short term, only by refining some more magic weapons is the best way to improve your strength.

When the Qingping sword was taken out, it manifested the appearance of a remnant sword, and it no longer had the shape of a lotus leaf.

This remnant sword was not covered by spiritual light, but the sword intent on it was strong, even if Meng Huan's cultivation at this time had improved countless times compared to back then, the impact he received was not much different from that year.

"Since you are destined for me, you should be refined by me!"

The divine sword has a spirit, Meng Huan first reasoned with it to see if it could be easier when refining.

There is no way, this Qingping Sword is different from the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, the sword intent left on this sword alone is enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention that there is also the means of the Tongtian Sect Master left in the sword.

His divine sense penetrated into Qingping's sword, surprisingly, there was no obstacle, everything went very smoothly, there was no sword intent to obstruct it, and no Tongtian Sect Master appeared.

"Could it be that my charm is so great, Qingping Sword is impressed by me?"

Before Meng Huan could be happy, he found that he seemed to have entered a wonderful space, and countless immortal phantoms stood in the void, with a magnificent momentum.

"Damn! again!"

Meng Huan was speechless, this sword intent didn't hurt him, it turned out that he was waiting for him here.

This space is the lotus leaf space when Qingping's sword stood in his Purple Mansion, the Ten Thousand Immortal Array stood in front, and the disciples of the Interception Sect were tested in the back.

Who will it be this time? Meng Huan had no bottom in his heart, when he was in the Purple Mansion in the past, the lotus leaves seemed to be only for preaching, and the opponents were all extremely weak monks, all of them were mounts, spirit beasts, plants, etc., now he wants to refine the Qingping Sword, and the test he faces should not be so simple.

Sure enough, a yellow-faced, red-haired monk walked out, carrying a blood-red knife in his hand.

Precisely:

The face is red like a golden beard, a pair of strange eyes with golden pupils, a tiger skin robe lined with chain armor, and a jade bundle of treasure belts.

Seeing this person's outfit and magic weapon, Meng Huan had a guess about his identity - Blood Transformation Divine Knife, Yu Hua.

As he expected, the yellow-faced red-haired monk spoke, "Daoist friends are polite, poor Dao remnants, and four generations of disciples have been intercepted. ”

Yu Hua carried the knife and saluted, Meng Huan was about to take the opportunity to use the magic power he had just mastered, and the flowers bloomed instantly, but he immediately found that he seemed to be unable to use mana.

"Daoist friends don't have to worry, they will naturally recover later. Yu Hua seemed to see Meng Huan's embarrassment, and reminded him.

"Are you a real Yuhua or a fake Yuhua?" Meng Huan was taken aback, this Yuhua actually had a spirit and was able to talk to him.

"Is it true, is it false?" Yu Hua smiled: "I am the ancestor of the enlightenment, I have the memory and way of thinking of the remnant, it can be said that it is the remnant, it can also be said that it is not the remnant!"

Meng Huan breathed a sigh of relief, Yu Hua was on the god list, where would it appear in a sword?

Without waiting for Meng Huan to think about it, Yu Hua said again: "If you want to refine the Qingping Sword, you need to pass the three levels laid by the patriarch!"

Meng Huan pricked up his ears to listen, this was the key to refining the Qingping Sword. Although this may be the calculation of the Tongtian Sect Master, Meng Huan has already entered the game, and being a qualified chess piece is what he should do now.

"Daoist friends don't have to worry, these three levels are fighting with my three generations of disciples, the first level is the poor Dao, the second is my three generations of disciples, and the third level is one of the eight disciples of the patriarch!"

Meng Huan was bitter in his heart, not to mention the second generation of disciples of the sect, even the one in front of him, he was also a ruthless person, when he was a god, he carried a blood-turning knife, and Nezha and Lei Zhenzi were defeated and retreated, if it weren't for Yang Jian's physical strength, it would have ruined his disaster.

Wait a minute!

Meng Huan suddenly thought that this Yuhua didn't seem to be able to defeat a monk with a strong physical body, and he also practiced the Nine Transformations Xuanyuan Gong, could he bully him with his physical body?

"Dare to ask Daoyou, can Meng's physical strength be manifested in this space?" Meng Huan still has to ask first, in case he can't use it later, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, the test you are facing, the cultivation is the same as yours, Daoist friends are becoming immortals at this time, and we are also the same cultivation as you, as for the physical body, it is also the level of not becoming an immortal!"

"......" This is also reassuring, the physical body of his body has been turned three times, and it can be regarded as an immortal body, but now that he is restricted from two turns, where can he withstand the blood transformation knife of Yuhua?

"Daoist friends still have questions, but they can also be proposed, if not, Poor Dao will have to take action!" Yu Hua wiped his knife, and the silver blade looked particularly evil.

"Yu Daoyou, does Meng have any other ways to refine the Qingping Sword?"

He felt that this test was a bit unreliable, the Sect Interception Immortals were all considered ancient immortals, which one was easy to deal with?

"Yes!" Yu Hua didn't show any annoyance and said, "As long as Daoist friends are high enough to erase the patriarch's arrangement, they can refine the Qingping Sword without passing the test of our others!"

“......”

Just kidding, isn't this equivalent to nothing? The back hand of the Tongtian Sect Master, maybe it can only be erased when Meng Huan achieves Taiyi and Da Luo, even if he can do it, if the Tongtian Sect Master suddenly appears, wouldn't it be a sword to slash him?

"Daoyou said it was funny, Meng Mou should change the question!" The four generations of disciples of the Interception Sect answered questions, but they couldn't miss it, "Daoist friends, can you tell Meng why this Qingping Sword became a remnant sword and why it was left behind!"

Meng Huan suddenly felt Yu Hua's strange gaze on him, which made him a little apprehensive. That's right, Meng Huan just wanted to know what the Tongtian Sect Master's calculations were.

"This question, after the Taoist friend has passed the three levels, someone will answer it to the Taoist friend, but the poor Taoist can't tell it here. Yu Hua didn't get angry or anything, but continued to ask, "Do you have any questions?"

Still selling off?

Since this is the case, Meng Huan can only ask the most critical question: "Yu Daoyou, can Meng withdraw from this space now and refine the Qingping Sword next time?"

The real feeling of death, Meng Huan really didn't want to experience it anymore.

"No, you can't go back in life, you can't retreat in death! Sect Interception Disciple, it's always been like this!" Yu Hua smiled, raised the Blood Transformation Divine Knife in his hand, and said, "Fellow Daoist, it's only three things, you've already asked three questions, if you still have questions, please ask the knife in Yu Hua's hand!"

Meng Huan felt that his mana had recovered and he was already able to make an envoy, but then, he saw a red light that slashed through the void and came straight towards him.

Shameless people will only sneak attack, and he seems to have forgotten that he also had the intention of sneaking up on Yuhua.

Meng Huan refined the cultivation comprehension of countless monks, reacted quickly, and instantly moved sideways, turning into a golden light, dodging this blow.

"Good!"

Another slash......