"Thank you, Daoyou, how should this magic weapon be infused with mana?" Ma Chuan asked directly after handing over the silver tael.

When the bearded man heard Ma Chuan's words, he naturally guessed that Ma Chuan didn't trust him, so he took the wooden sword and personally demonstrated the method of injecting mana, and explained the method of injecting.

After Ma Chuan got the method, he quickly walked towards the exit, and he bought this half-finished magic weapon, not just to find out how to enter Qingxi Valley. Since the permanent troops on the spiritual platform reached one pawn, he had some ability to read through the minds of others, but this time he had some ominous premonitions, so he bought this magic weapon that could be used as a divine weapon for the time being, and used it to deal with possible dangers.

Ma Chuan exited the entrance, glanced at the street that had become a dead end again, and casually picked a direction and left quickly.

Ma Chuan himself didn't know how long he had been walking on the net-like streets of Zhongling City, and seeing that it was getting late, he found an inconspicuous inn and lived in it.

Ma Chuan handed over some silver taels, followed Xiao Er on the creaking old wooden staircase, and came to a room facing the street on the second floor of the inn.

Ma Chuan ate a few things, then returned to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice how to infuse mana into the wooden sword.

This method is first of all to calm the mind, which is not difficult for Ma Chuan, everything behind is what he has experienced, and he doesn't know if others are like this.

After calming down, Ma Chuan held the wooden sword in his hand, mobilized all the permanent troops on the spiritual platform, turned into an invisible sky in his heart, and merged with the white clouds in the air, and then pinched the trick in his hand, and the white clouds lined up in a strange formation, and then the qi in the dantian, he now understood that it was called mana, and along a strange route, through the arm finally injected into the wooden sword.

This method is much more elaborate than the original method of forcibly instilling internal force into the sword, and it can faintly resonate with the wooden sword.

After practicing like this for three days, the wooden sword was finally filled with a kind of golden light, which appeared to be extremely sharp. This change made Ma Chuan a little stunned, because according to the bearded man, it usually takes ten days for a beginner to master this simple method, and he learned it in three days.

Ma Chuan put the wooden sword across his chest, the blade was erect, and he pulled out a hair and gently placed it on it, which was directly cut into two.

Ma Chuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly stopped injecting mana, and the wooden sword returned to ordinary again. After putting away the wooden sword, he began to think about the way forward.

I couldn't figure it out, Ma Chuan had to stay in the inn first, and in the next few days, he practiced his routine health tips. I have been guarding the lower dantian, feeling the warm current surging, going up along the tail lu acupoint, and coming to the spine acupoint.

At this time, Ma Chuan felt drowning, so helpless and hesitant, but fortunately, he felt that all the permanent troops on the spiritual platform fully supported him. Although there are five pawns, only one pawn's transparent strength can be used to guard the lower dantian, so that he no longer feels helpless and hesitant.

I don't know how long it took, the warm current broke through the spine point on its own, like a new river opening, and finally stopped under the jade pillow point.

After practicing the health regimen to the seventh level, Ma Chuan felt that his body had changed a lot, his facial features were much more sensitive, his body was more comfortable, and the sixth sense, which was originally absent, went to the next level. However, I was sweating all over my body, so I had to spend money to take a comfortable shower.

That night, Ma Chuan sat on the bed as usual, I don't know how long it was, the candle in the room had been extinguished, he opened his eyes and stared at the window in the middle of the night, and shouted: "He Fang is a master, since you are here, why don't you show up and see it." ”

"Ma Daoyou's Yuan Shen is really extraordinary, our family is disturbed. Huan Wentong suddenly appeared in the dark room and spoke.

"I don't know what is the important matter for the eunuch Daoyou to visit late at night?" Ma Chuan grabbed the wooden sword beside him and said coldly.

"Of course, it is to invite Taoist friends to join this sect. Huan Wentong's voice seemed even more eerie in the silent night.

"If you don't join, what are you going to do?" Ma Chuan looked very calm.

"You're welcome. Huan Wentong flipped his palm, and a talisman appeared in his hand and threw it at Ma Chuan.

Ma Chuan's backhand is a sword, and he wants to slash the talisman.

The talisman spontaneously combusted first, and a spherical light curtain instantly spread throughout the room.

"Ma Daoyou is also proficient in swordsmanship, but unfortunately he doesn't know anything about everything in the cultivation realm, and he is a mere six-fold health practitioner, even if there is a half-finished magic weapon. Eun Wentong said with compassion, and at the same time, with a flip of his palm, another talisman appeared, and he threw it at Ma Chuan again.

After the talisman spontaneously combusted beside the bed, it turned into a transparent water rope and instantly circled towards Ma Chuan.

Ma Chuan left the bed as soon as his body moved, and the water rope wrapped the whole bed apart, and he appeared beside Huan Wentong and used a sword to gallop.

Huan Wentong's complexion changed, he never thought that Ma Chuan's body technique was so fast, and his swordsmanship was so sharp, he hurriedly retreated, and there was another talisman in his hand, and he slapped it on his body, and a transparent light mask protected his whole body.

Ma Chuan stabbed a sword on the mask, and although the mask rippled, it did not break.

Seeing this, Huan Wentong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and with a flip of his palm, a palm-sized bell appeared.

Seeing this, Ma Chuan quickly injected mana into the wooden sword, and he combined the two methods of internal force and mana into the sword, and the wooden sword really appeared a foot-long sword light, glowing with dazzling gold.

Huan Wentong's face in the light mask changed again, and at this time, he realized that Ma Chuan's cultivation had reached the same seventh level as him, and he hurriedly accelerated his hand and mantra.

But at the beginning, Ma Chuan had already used the wind and rain, the wind and the wind to relax, the electric shock, the wandering eyes, the wandering eyes, the wandering hearts and the five swords, and the light mask was shattered in response to the sound. Huan Wentong felt a chill in his neck, and then lost consciousness.

After Ma Chuan cut off Huan Wentong's head with a sword, the spherical light curtain that enveloped the entire room "snorted" and dissipated, and a figure smashed through the wall and appeared in the room.

"It seems to be a step slower. The figure sighed, he had been waiting outside for a long time, seeing that Huan Wentong just wanted to capture Ma Chuan alive, and planned to wait a little longer, but he thought that just this hesitation, Ma Chuan killed Huan Wentong with thunder.

"It turned out to be the Taoist chief. With the help of the faint night, Ma Chuan had already seen the figure that suddenly appeared, it was the old liar he had seen in the teahouse, and of course he now understood that the other party was not, but a real master.

"Yes, there is some inheritance of the valley. Lao Dao looked at Ma Chuan and nodded with satisfaction.

"The Dao Leader is here, I don't know what's going on?" Ma Chuan looked at the old Dao again, but he couldn't feel the situation of his spiritual platform, he only felt that it was unfathomable.

"For him and for you, of course. Lao Dao stretched out his hand, and a purple and yellow light cluster flew out of Huan Wentong's corpse, a cloth bag like a sachet, and a palm-sized bell.