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And under the Jubao Zhai Courtyard, in the fiery red quiet room, there was silence, and even the sound of breathing became clear.

There were no candles lit in the ashram, nor were there any pearls, but the whole thing was as bright as day, and the heat was surging, brighter and hotter than the middle of the summer day!

In the center of the quiet room, Jian Qingyu and Master Qian sat cross-legged opposite each other, and in such a hot quiet room, there was not a drop of sweat on their foreheads.

Master Xiang held his hands in a false position, and the crimson flames continued to surge towards the purple-red fire cloud demon wood wrapped in the crimson flames between them, and at this moment, the fire cloud demon wood had already turned into a three-foot-long scabbard shape.

Jian Qingyu looked at the slowly forming scabbard, slowly closed his eyes, and the "soul suppression" secret pattern appeared in his mind, and secretly deliberated on the key points of the burning secret pattern!

"Qingyu boy, the embryo has been completed, burn it quickly!"

Master Xuan's voice suddenly sounded, and Jian Qingyu opened his eyes suddenly.

In the crimson flames, on the surface of the three-foot-long scabbard, the light slowly began to restrain it, and Jian Qingyu hurriedly held his breath and condensed, running the "Cultivation God Record", and in his eyes, two golden rays of light flew in and out, penetrating the crimson flames and submerging into the upper end of the scabbard.

Then, Jian Qingyu closed his eyes again, and a faint golden light rose around his body, and a golden light began to circulate on the scabbard, and a touch of golden light appeared out of thin air.

Master Xiang also opened his eyes at this moment, curious to see how Jian Qingyu had completed the "Soul Suppression Array"!

However, he only saw the golden light on Jian Qingyu's body and the golden streamer on the scabbard, but he didn't see the slightest movement of Jian Qingyu!

After a while, it was still like this, and the good patience that Master Rao had cultivated over the years couldn't help frowning slightly, and his face was unhappy.

Just as Master Yu was about to open his mouth to urge, Jian Qingyu slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "It's done!"

"It's finished?"

Master Xiang looked at Jian Qingyu in amazement, looked at Jian Qingyu with a suspicious expression, and then looked at the fiery red scabbard that was half restrained by the crimson flames, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He was the one who refined the scabbard, but at this moment, he did not find the slightest trace of the magic circle in the scabbard.

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu smiled and nodded: "For the rest, there is Master Lao!"

"Hmm!"

Master Mo couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart, nodded lightly, and then slowly closed his eyes, the seal in his hand changed, and the crimson flame also quickly poured into the scabbard, the light was restrained, turning into a crimson cloud pattern scabbard, which fell into Master Li's hand.

"You try!"

Master Yu slowly opened his eyes and lightly handed the scabbard to Jian Qingyu.

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu nodded slightly, took the scabbard, and at the same time, the light in his right hand flashed, and the frost sword appeared in his hand.

"Boom!"

Jian Qingyu quickly put the Frost Condensation Sword into the scabbard, and at the same time transmitted the voice to Jin Wuya: "Seniors can try to use immortal consciousness to urge!"

"Hmm!"

Jin Wuya transmitted the sound, and at the same time urged the immortal consciousness, shrouding the scabbard.

However, in this scabbard, apart from faintly feeling a mysterious and strange aura, he didn't find a trace of the magic circle, how could he urge the "Soul Suppression Technique"?

"Qingyu boy, what exactly is your 'soul suppression technique', why haven't I found anything?"

Jian Qingyu's voice sounded in Jin Wuya's mind again.

"Huh?"

Jian Qingyu couldn't help but be stunned, and quickly turned his head to look at the scabbard.

"Didn't you?"

Jian Qingyu said, the golden light in his eyes flashed, and a spiritual sense disappeared into the scabbard.

"The dense pattern burning is here!"

Jian Qingyu was surprised, and at the same time, as this spiritual sense covered the dense pattern in the scabbard, the dense pattern suddenly lit up with golden light.

"What a strong force!"

Jian Qingyu's mind came from Jin Wuya's exclamation: "I can actually condense most of my primordial gods in the sword, this effect is much stronger than the Six-Rank Soul Suppression Array!"

"Senior, is it really effective?"

Jian Qingyu also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the "Cultivation of God Record" is very mysterious, even if it is inherited, it is not known about its wonderful effect.

"Hmm!"

Jin Wuya said: "Although it is effective, but that dense pattern, my spiritual sense does not seem to be able to detect it, nor can it be urged!"

"There is a mysterious and strange aura where you urge the dense lines, I have been slightly aware of them before, and I have carefully investigated them, but I can't find the existence of the dense lines! Even if you are urging the dense lines now, I still can't detect it!"

Jin Wuya's words made Jian Qingyu's brows furrow slightly, and he slowly fell silent.

"Xiu Shen Lu", "Shura Gong" and other inheritances are vast, but there are prohibitions inside, and they cannot be passed on, Jian Qingyu was worried that he would not be able to burn the secret pattern, but he didn't expect that the secret pattern could be burned, but only his own spiritual sense could urge it.

"If the seniors don't mind, when the scabbard is refined, I will leave a spiritual sense in it!"

Jian Qingyu said.

"It's okay!"

Jin Wuya smiled and said, "I am already a sword spirit body, if I am accompanied by your spiritual sense, I will not be bored!"

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu's heart moved, he withdrew his spiritual sense, raised his eyes to look at Master Xiang, who was looking at him lightly, and said with a smile: "The test is successful, the effect of my secret technique is stronger than the Six-Rank Soul Suppression Array, and Master Qiang will work hard again!"

As he spoke, Jian Qingyu's black soul-nourishing wood reappeared in Jian Qingyu's hand and handed it to Master Xuan!

"Really?"

Master Yu looked at Jian Qingyu in disbelief.

"How dare you hide such an important matter!"

Jian Qingyu smiled and nodded.

"Hmm!"

Master Yu nodded in surprise, took the Soul Nourishing Wood, slowly closed his eyes, and said, "Then let's start!"

......

In the quiet room, the fire lingers, the heat wave is churning, and there is silence, as if the passage of time can no longer be felt.

Jian Qingyu and Master Jian sat cross-legged facing each other, and between them, a three-foot-long black scabbard was suspended in the crimson flames.

"Master Gong, the dense pattern has been completed!"

Jian Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and smiled.

The scabbard has been formed, and all kinds of magic circle masters have already been carved into the scabbard, and now that his "soul suppression technique" secret pattern has been completed, this frost condensing sword scabbard made of soul refining wood as the main material is also completed!

"Hmm!

Master Yu said lightly, but he didn't open his eyes, and the crimson flames on the scabbard did not converge, but rose again.

Jian Qingyu frowned slightly, looked at Master Yu in surprise, pressed the doubts in his heart, and did not ask.

I saw the flame rising in Master Li's left hand, holding the scabbard in a false position, and with a flick of the fingers in his right hand, a large amount of silver fine sand flew out, pouring into the crimson flames, wrapping around the black scabbard.

The crimson flames rose rapidly again, but Master Gong's face became more and more pale, and the large amount of silver sand slowly melted in the flames, and finally turned into a silver stream of water wrapped around the black scabbard.

"It's Xingchensha!"

Master Xuan's voice came faintly, and in his words, there was a trace of tiredness that could not be concealed: "The breath of the soul refining wood is unique, it is too precious, if it is discovered, it will inevitably cause trouble." ”

"Xingchensha can cover the breath, and it has the effect of cultivating the sword spirit, which is a commonly used thing for sword cultivation to refine the scabbard. ”

Jian Qingyu suddenly nodded with a smile, and said, "Thank you, Master Xuan!"

"You're welcome!"

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and one by one the materials flew into the crimson flames, slowly melting, and merging into the sand of the stars.

Jian Qingyu watched quietly, and for a long time, the crimson flame slowly converged and dissipated, and a sword scabbard with a whole body of silver and white inlaid with gold slowly flew towards Jian Qingyu.

"Live up to expectations!"

Master Yu slowly opened his eyes, but his old face was as pale as paper, and even his voice showed an unconcealable look of exhaustion.

"Inferior Spiritual Weapon!"

Jian Qingyu looked at the scabbard slightly, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Hmm!"

Master Cang's tired face couldn't help but show a smug smile: "I tried my best to burn all the five-grade magic circles on the scabbard, fortunately, this scabbard is of good material, and this scabbard surpasses the peak of the old man and reaches the grade of a low-grade spiritual weapon!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Jian Qingyu bowed his head and thanked him.

"Hmm!"

Master Yu nodded tiredly, slowly closed his eyes, and said slowly: "The scabbard has been completed, Your Excellency, please, the old man wants to retreat and breathe!"

"Farewell!"

Jian Qingyu inserted the Frost Sword into the scabbard, then put it in the storage ring, stood up, clasped his fists, and then quickly turned to leave.

Outside the quiet room, Shu Qingya's maid Rui'er was sitting at the door of the quiet room waiting, but her face was full of anxiety, and her eyes often swept to the door of the quiet room.

The door of the quiet room slowly opened, and Rui'er suddenly put down the teacup in her hand, showed surprise on her face, and walked quickly to the door of the quiet room.

"Young Jade Child!"

Rui'er hurriedly saluted towards Jian Qingyu, and said anxiously: "Miss is in trouble!"