Two days later.

Lin Xuanqing had already appeared in Zhuoguang County, five hundred miles east of the Ancient Sword Gate of Cangjie Mountain.

This county is one of the richest areas among the 36 counties of the Great Chu State. Because the largest river in Chu State, the Qingyi River, changed course here, the merchant ships coming and going would stay for a day or two to purchase some goods or supplies, so that the wealthy merchants and magnates from all over Zhuoguang County gathered, and it was very lively.

Lin Xuanqing finally came here after two days and two nights of sleepless travel, so he found an inn to live in as soon as possible, prepared to rest, and planned his itinerary in detail.

This Red Maple Inn is one of the largest inns in Zhuoguang County, and those who often come and go here are either rich or expensive. However, Lin Xuanqing was not interested in the high fees of this inn, after all, for an immortal cultivator like him, ordinary gold and silver were just a broken stone, and they were worthless at all. The gold and silver he brought out from the Ancient Sword Gate were enough for him to buy land and buy property here and become a rich man.

This room can be called luxurious in the eyes of secular people, bonsai, spider plants, coffee tables, celebrity calligraphy and paintings...... Everything was available, Lin Xuanqing only glanced at it a few times, and then lost interest.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he patted the storage bag, and a jade slip appeared in the palm of his hand.

Leaning out of his sense, he roughly glanced at the contents of the jade slip, closed his eyes slightly, and began to sort out all the information in it.

The Lin family of Zhuoguang County, which started by selling jade, has grown into the leading wealthy family in Zhuoguang County after just forty or fifty years of development.

Lin Gengzhi, the head of the Lin family, has a unique business acumen and wise vision, and has led the Lin family to rise step by step. Of course, in the process of this rise, it is inevitable that there will be conflicts with other businesses, and even to the point of fighting each other in serious cases. But in the face of many crises, the Lin family was not defeated, but became more and more prosperous and powerful, like a rising star, unstoppable.

According to rumors, the Lin family was protected by a certain "immortal", but anyone who wanted to use dirty means to assassinate the Lin family was severely warned.

Because of this, the Lin family has always been safe.

"The Lin family is a bloodline left by Shizun in the secular world. I am afraid that it is precisely because of the secret care of the master that this originally unknown small family has risen at such an astonishing speed. Lin Xuanqing showed a slight smile on his face, it was somewhat happy to be able to meet the descendants of the master.

In fact, since the moment Lin Dongfang took Lin Xuanqing into the Ancient Sword Gate, the master-apprentice status of the two had been determined, and he was the only disciple Lin Dongfang had accepted in his life.

It's just that his identity at this level, since Lin Dongfang's disappearance, has not been recognized by the top management of the Ancient Sword Sect. Because once he admits it, he will be eligible to inherit the cave mansion left by Lin Dongfang. Think about it, how could they give up such a high position to a miscellaneous servant who could neither cultivate nor have any support?

But no matter what others think, deep down in Lin Xuanqing's heart, he has always regarded Lin Dongfang as his master.

Never changed!

He hadn't figured out how to meet Lin Dongfang's descendants, if he rashly revealed his identity as an immortal cultivator, would it cause them suspicion and panic!

Ignore these for now, the most important thing now is to recharge your batteries.

He put the jade slip back into the spirit storage bag, and then slapped it again, a black light flashed, and a black dagger was pinched in his hand, and he looked at it carefully.

"This thing is slightly heavier than a normal dagger, and it doesn't look like it's made of dark iron. What is so special about it that it can arouse the interest of the Soul Eater?"

Lin Xuanqing looked over and over again, but he didn't see the value of this dagger. Suddenly, he raised his right hand, flicked his index finger, and with a "bang", he struck out a spiritual blade and slashed at the dagger. I saw that the dagger buzzed and trembled violently, like a swimming snake with a dying breath.

"Hey, how could it be ......" Suddenly, Lin Xuanqing found something and exclaimed.

This spiritual blade of his, not to mention the dark iron, can leave traces even if it hits the steel. But the dagger was undamaged, and there was no sign of being bombarded.

Judging from this point alone, the toughness of the material of this object is not weaker than that of steel.

"Since this dagger is not afraid of the slash of the spirit blade, I wonder if it can resist it in the face of Qilin Yan?" Lin Xuanqing suddenly became childlike, and he didn't believe in evil, and he couldn't help this dagger.

Stretching out his hand and flicking it, a cloud of orange-red flames about an inch high appeared from his fingertips, flickering and dimming, as if he might be disillusioned at any time.

This Qilin Flame is a little fire left in Xiao Qi's body in order to expel poison for him, and it is many times weaker than the real Qilin Flame. But there is one benefit, this Qilin Flame can continue to grow, that is to say, with the improvement of Lin Xuanqing's cultivation, its potential will continue to be released, and in the end, it will have such terrifying power, which is far from what he can foresee now.

"Go!"

He screamed violently, and the flame "swished", wrapped around the black dagger, and slowly rose with it, until it reached the top of Lin Xuanqing's head, and then stopped.

In this way, the black dagger was suspended in the void, as if it had been placed in a furnace, constantly being roasted and burned by the Qilin Flame.

Whenever the Qilin Flame was about to be extinguished, Lin Xuanqing made a decisive move and entered a stream of spiritual energy, making this small flame blaze again.

One hour, two hours, three hours......

Time passed quickly, and in the calcination of Qilin Yan, the black dagger never changed in any way, but Lin Xuanqing's face became more and more ugly.

You must know that it is not a simple matter to maintain the unicorn inflammation for a long time.

This requires constant consumption of his aura.

Even if he now possessed the cultivation of the sixth layer of the Cloud Qi Jue, he could only maintain the Qilin Flame for five hours at most, which was already his limit.

But the black dagger hasn't changed in the slightest.

"No matter what it is, it's impossible not to melt it with the Kirin Flame...... Then let me see, how long can you last?" Lin Xuanqing also competed with it, and his stubborn temper came up, so he directly slapped the storage bag, took out a spirit grass that had been in it for more than ten years, and swallowed it.

As the medicinal power of the spirit grass melted, the almost dry spiritual energy in the dantian filled up again. Then, the flame "suddenly" sounded and became blazing again......

The spirit grass is rapidly consuming......

The spiritual grass obtained from Liu Dasong's body was consumed in just one day. Lin Xuanqing didn't feel distressed, the last time he entered the Immortal Palace Ring, he directly brought back a lot of spiritual herbs from the medicine garden, all of which were more than a hundred years old, but he didn't take them because he was worried that he wouldn't be able to refine that huge spiritual power.

The only thing he felt right now was - tired, endless tiredness. Refining the spirit grass, supporting this huge consumption, is also a great burden on his body.

It's not that as long as there is spirit grass, it can have a steady stream of spiritual energy, it also needs Lin Xuanqing's energy support.

And just when Lin Xuanqing was about to lose his support, a white spot suddenly appeared at the front end of the black dagger, and as soon as this white dot appeared, there were signs of spreading......

"Finally there is a reaction...... Lin Xuanqing's spirit was shocked, his willpower exploded again, and he gritted his teeth to urge the flame to burn more vigorously and hotter.

Little by little, the white dot spread, and finally stained the entire dagger.

The dagger is changing......

It was no longer a dagger, but a short sword, as thin as paper and as short as chopsticks, as if it had been carefully carved from a single piece of amber.

On the hilt of its sword is engraved five words - "Amber Thunder Sword".

If you look closely, there are still a few lines of small characters engraved below, each of which has been carefully arranged, and at first glance, it looks like a pattern carved on a sword.

"This sword contains the power of the Nine Heavens Purple Lightning Cloud Thunder, and under the urging, the thunder shines brightly, and it specializes in overcoming evil things. ”

Lin Xuanqing's eyes gradually brightened.

Spirit weapons are generally divided into three levels: low, medium, and high, and further up, there are earth spirit weapons, fairy spirit weapons, and legendary spirit weapons.

This Nine Heavens Purple Lightning Cloud Thunder belongs to Tiangang Xiangrui, and once it is introduced into the spirit weapon, the lowest level is also the level of the fairy spirit weapon.

In other words, this inconspicuous little sword is a fairy weapon.

He was shocked beyond measure, followed by endless ecstasy, with such a heavy treasure, at least his strength could be increased several times, and it was even possible to destroy the enemy beyond the ranks.

However, the higher the level of the spirit weapon, the more difficult it is to control. Fortunately, he has a divine skill, and it should be no problem to use the method of the Bee Fire Immortal Gang Sword Formation to drive this sword. What's more, since this sword has regained its original appearance and lost its disguise, it means that it has been almost refined by him.

However, he still needs to continue the sacrifice until the sword is completely driven by him......

In the next few days, there were constant signs in a certain room of the Red Maple Inn, sometimes lightning and thunder, sometimes swords like dragons, and sometimes roars.

The guests of the entire Red Maple Inn were terrified, and on the first day alone, about seventy percent of the guests fled in a hurry, and ninety percent fled on the second day.

The innkeeper and his companion didn't know what was going on, and wanted to rush into the guest room to check what was going on, but they were stabbed by the sword that overflowed from the guest room, and the others no longer dared to approach. Even the government heard about this and sent people to check on it, but they couldn't get close to the guest room, so they could only report it with supernatural things.

However, Lin Xuanqing didn't know anything about the commotion caused by his sacrifice of the Amber Ben Thunder Sword, and he just focused on refining it wholeheartedly......