This sword and sword were the magic weapons of the two monks before, and the golden scimitar among them was a low-grade magic weapon, but its quality was better than Fang Zhe's own ethereal sword, but what really made Fang Zhe care was the cyan sword. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sword is about an inch and a half long, and the whole body exudes a cyan glow, and the aura emanating from it is a medium-grade magic weapon, which is much stronger than the golden scimitar and Fang Zhe's own ethereal sword, and after a little sacrifice, it injects mana inward, and the sword is able to inspire cyan sword rays out of thin air!

Looking at this medium-grade cyan flying sword, Fang Zhe couldn't help but show joy, this is a medium-grade magic weapon, it is a grade higher than the lower-grade magic weapon, if you buy it outside, the most ordinary medium-grade magic weapon will cost at least three hundred spirit stones, and some medium-grade magic weapons with special powers, the price can even reach more than five hundred spirit stones.

In the hands of many late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators, there are only one or two medium-grade magic weapons in their hands!

It's a pity that his cultivation is still too low, and the spiritual power required to drive a mid-grade magic weapon is much more than that of a lower-grade magic weapon, with Fang Zhe's current cultivation, he can barely drive it for a short period of time, and then his mana will be insufficient, and the power exerted is not great, and it can't be compared with the power of a mid-grade magic weapon driven by a monk in the middle or late stage of Qi training.

But even so, it was enough to make Fang Zhe happy!

In addition to these two magic weapons, the storage bags on the two people also had a lot of good things, some low-level talismans that low-level monks must bring when they go out, there were still more than thirty spirit stones, and a few were obviously low-level elixirs that had just been picked.

As for the rest, it's all messy things, and it's not worth a few spirit stones.

After sorting these things away, Fang Zhe didn't rush to leave, after what happened just now, it made him feel that the danger in this Yin Fog Valley was far greater than he expected.

The gray monk and the Tsing Yi monk were both mid-stage Qi cultivation monks, and they were stronger than themselves in terms of cultivation and combat effectiveness, but they both died under the poison of the purple poison clam.

If the situation at that time was changed to his own, Fang Zhe would not be able to escape death if he asked himself.

Therefore, Fang Zhe planned to refine the cyan flying sword in this secluded place first, although the mana required by the sword was too great, if it was refined, it would be enough to become Fang Zhe's biggest means of fighting the enemy at the moment.

Looking at the cyan flying sword in his hand, Fang Zhe also muttered, "I will call you the Green Spirit Sword in the future!"

Two days later, Fang Zhe looked at the Qingling Sword that was constantly flying around him, carrying traces of cyan color, and his face showed joy.

"Although it is still a little hot, it can be regarded as a successful preliminary sacrifice!" Fang Zhe muttered to himself as he took the Qingling Sword back into the storage bag, and then walked out of this small cave, looking at the world outside with a hint of determination.

Immediately, his whole body flew away and quickly left this place.

Two days later, somewhere in the dense forest of the Yin Fog Valley, Fang Zhe just dug up a white elixir, and then his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and then he quickly put the white elixir into the jade box, and then without the slightest pause, he used the secret of concealing the spirit and left quietly, and not long after that, a bald strong monk appeared in the place where he was before, this monk looked at the spirit exploration disk in his hand, and then looked at the fresh soil that was turned out on the ground, and his thick eyebrows frowned.

Five days later, Fang Zhe, who was walking in the forest, suddenly stopped, but his face soon changed greatly, and the next moment his whole person was quickly using his body technique to gallop forward, at the same time, not far away, an elderly monk who exuded the breath of the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation stepped on a flying sword, and was chasing towards a red demon fox fleeing in front of him, and after an instant, he saw that he hit a few points of starlight, and the demon fox that exuded the breath of a third-level demon beast dodged repeatedly, but finally failed to dodge, and was soon hit by the starlight and fell to the ground.

At this time, the old monk also showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "This junior in the early stage of Qi cultivation is running fast enough!"

Half a month, by the waterhole of a certain valley, Fang Zhe, who was covered in blood, withdrew the Qingling Sword, and then immediately sat down cross-legged regardless of it, and then took a small jade bottle from the storage bag, poured out a red pill from it, and took it.

On the ground not far in front of him, an unknown demon beast about several feet long had already been cut into several pieces!

After a full quarter of an hour, Fang Zhecai stood up again, and at this time, the wound had stopped bleeding and scarred under the effect of the elixir, but his expression was even more depressed.

I saw that on the edge of the waterhole, he carefully dug out a fiery red spirit grass, and then walked in front of the demon beast, and used the green spirit sword to cut off the horn and animal skin on it, and then popped out a flame to turn the body of the demon beast into ashes.

Then he quickly left after performing his technique, and only recovered from meditation until he reached a hidden cave in the distance.

Half a day later, Fang Zhe, who had finally recovered his mana, was still a little afraid, just now he found a fire spirit grass by the waterhole in the valley, the fire spirit grass was a relatively rare spirit grass among the low-level spirit grasses.

This spirit grass itself contains a very pure aura, which can be used with other elixirs to refine some elixirs taken by monks in the foundation building period, but it can also be swallowed raw directly, and for monks in the qi cultivation period, swallowing it directly is the best way, because the essence aura contained in the spirit grass helps low-level monks break through the bottleneck.

There are three major bottlenecks for monks in the Qi training period, which are the three layers of Qi training, the fourth layer of Qi training, and the sixth layer of Qi training, and the seventh layer of Qi training, which correspond to the early stage of Qi training, the middle stage of Qi training, and the middle stage of Qi training. In addition, there is also the Great Perfection of the advanced Qi cultivation period in the late stage of Qi training, and these three major breakthroughs are all breakthroughs in the small realm, and countless monks have been trapped in these bottlenecks for years or even decades.

Fang Zhe had been stagnant in the third layer of qi cultivation for two years, and with his qualifications, if he only relied on daily cultivation to break through to the fourth layer of qi cultivation, he would have to practice penance for more than ten years or more.

However, if he had this Fire Spirit Grass, Fang Zhe would be sure to break through to the fourth level of Qi cultivation in a short period of time, thus becoming a mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivator.

Therefore, after discovering this Fire Spirit Grass, Fang Zhe was determined to obtain it.

After careful investigation, I didn't find any demon beasts nearby, so I went to pick them, but I didn't expect that as soon as I dug up the elixir, an unknown second-level demon beast appeared by the waterhole next to it.

Although the second-level demon beast did not have any special magical powers, Fang Zhe was only a cultivator in the early stage of Qi cultivation, and after a fight, Fang Zhe was subjected to the most thrilling battle since he embarked on the path of cultivation, and in the end, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of mana to urge the Qingling Sword, and finally he was able to kill the second-level demon beast.

After recovering, Fang Zhe took out the Fire Spirit Grass that almost made him fall from the storage bag, and then hesitated a little to swallow this Fire Spirit Grass directly.

As soon as the Fire Spirit Grass entered its mouth, it turned into a stream of essence aura and merged into Fang Zhe's body, and the influx of a large amount of aura caused Fang Zhe's body to suffer great pain.

However, despite the painful look on his face, Fang Zhe still gritted his teeth, trying to use the essence aura of the Fire Spirit Grass to break through the bottleneck and impact the fourth layer of Qi cultivation.