Glancing at the miserable white fox Luo Qingqi on the ground, Murong Chen turned around and said, "Her mother married a scholar hundreds of years ago, loved her for decades, and gave birth to a daughter, which is Luo Qingqi. Just as the couple was celebrating the full moon for their daughter, they were met by a monk who traveled eastward, and the monk coveted her mother's beauty and wanted to accept her mother in the name of eliminating demons. The monk then took Luo Qingqi away, wanting to cultivate Lori, but happened to be bumped into by my father, repelled the monk, and recaptured Luo Qingqi. ”

"Speaking of which, this scholar is also a close friend of my father, but it's a pity. Murong Chen showed a sad look: "Because of this incident, my father had a bad relationship with Western Buddhism, and was ambushed by Buddhist masters, and he was seriously injured, and he left not long after returning to Xianjing." ”

"Luo Qingqi, as Song Daoyou said, your cultivation has gone astray, if I hand over the Heavenly Fox Book to you, it will only harm you, let alone take revenge. ”

The white fox looked at Murong Chen and silently shed unwilling tears.

"That's it, for the sake of Murong Daoyou's monkey wine face, I will help you once. Zhuge sighed in the storage bag, took out a big gourd, pulled out the mouth of the gourd, and a faint fragrance wafted out, refreshing people's nose.

Zhuge carefully poured out a pill and wrapped the pill in an aura and crossed it into the mouth of the white fox.

The pill melted in his mouth, and most of the pain in the white fox's body disappeared, and he opened his mouth to spit out a puff of white gas. A faint brilliance shone on the white fox's body, gradually recovering its beautiful posture, captivating the country and the city.

"Thank you. Luo Qingqi thanked everyone weakly.

"Well, you can stay in the palace for the time being. Ahem, Song Daoyou, I'll take you to the palace to get the sword refining materials you need first. Everyone, please!" Murong Chen covered his mouth with a blue handkerchief and coughed a few times, then put away the handkerchief with an unchanged face.

"Fellow Daoist. Song Si saw that something was wrong with Murong Chen, how could it be so simple to urge the Confucian Supreme Treasure Haoran Fan? Murong Chen was obviously injured.

Mo Liuli, who was holding the sword, raised his head and said, "He needs your help, Song Daoyou." ”

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

Song Si nodded.

Outside the door, the guards of the prince's palace had already prepared the carriage, the two boarded the carriage, the coachman hung up the special bell, raised the long whip, and galloped towards the palace in the carriage.

There is a special carriage road in Xianjing for horse-drawn carriages to travel back and forth, so there is no need to worry about hitting pedestrians.

"Ahem. In the carriage, Murong Chen coughed softly, saw Song Si's gaze, put down his handkerchief and said, "It's okay to cultivate." ”

Two quarters of an hour later the carriage left the gallop, slowed down, and came to the Imperial City. Seeing the arrival of the carriage from the Prince's Palace, the Imperial City Forbidden Army opened the city gate and knelt down to greet him.

Song Sishen sensed this kind of scene, and couldn't help but suspect in his heart, Murong Chen was the prince of the opposite sex in Western Qin, although he had never heard of his title, but he would not let the forbidden army of the imperial city kneel to greet him, this is the specification of the Son of Heaven, could it be a special case of Kunxu Xing?

After entering the imperial city, the carriage turned around a few more times and finally stopped.

"Fellow Daoist, it's here, please!"

"Please!"

Song Si and Murong Chen stepped out of the carriage, and the white jade under their feet was paved with long steps, and there was a Tianbao Hall on the long steps, with red walls and golden tiles, golden dragons and flying phoenixes, which were very grandiose, showing the royal majesty.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness!" a white-haired eunuch stepped down the steps and bowed.

"It turned out to be Father-in-law Shun, who took this king and Song Zhenren to the treasure house. Murong Chen's sleeve robe waved and let Father-in-law Shun lead the way.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, Song Zhenren, please!" Father-in-law Shun shook off the dust, stepped down the two little eunuchs, and personally took Murong Chen and Song Si to the front of the Tianbao Palace, opened the vermilion gate, and invited the two to enter.

"Your Royal Highness, there are rules in front of the emperor, and your subordinates cannot enter the treasure house, so you can't continue to lead the way. ”

"Well, stand aside for now. ”

Waving his hand and retreating from Father-in-law Shun, Murong Chen and Song Si entered the treasure house, and when they came to a room in the main hall, Murong Chen took out a jade plate and inserted it into the groove of the mechanism in front of him.

Suddenly, the black and white light shone brightly, enveloping the two of them, and the white light dissipated, and the two had disappeared into the main hall.

Half an hour later, Song Si found two rare materials, Ziyao Stone and Black Wood Essence Jade, and by the way, copied a strange magic technique that I don't know from which sect and sect used lanterns as weapons.

Leaving the treasure house, Murong Chen took back the identity jade plate, walked out of the Tianbao Hall with Song Si, and happened to meet a white-haired old Taoist wearing the robe of the Bagua Heavenly Master passing by with an iron umbrella on his back.

The old Taoist eyebrows are kind, and the fairy wind is good-natured, but his leisurely steps reveal his mentality of playing the dust.

"Haha, Xiao Chen, it's been a long time since you came to the Imperial City to see Lao Dao me. Lao Dao brushed the dust and said with a smile.

Seeing the iron umbrella behind Lao Dao, Song Si and Murong Chen's faces collapsed, which was clearly the "culprit" who used the iron umbrella to collect three people that day and fell out of the three humanoid pits.

"Ahem, it turned out to be Dogen's senior, and the younger generation is polite. Murong Chen saluted Dao Yuan Zhenren.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Song Si saluted.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Dao Yuan Zhenren replied with a smile, "Xiao Chen, I often come to accompany us old people when I have time." You see that the emperor boy is very well-behaved, and he will come over when he is free. By the way, the emperor boy asked you not to run away at the Nine Nations Conference in a year's time, otherwise it will be bad for us old people to run errands for him. ”

"No, no. Murong Chen smiled awkwardly. Three years ago, at the Nine Nations Conference, because Murong Chen did not attend, Emperor Xiqin suffered a lot of losses, so he had been worried about this, so he specially informed the worshippers of Western Qin that he must not let Prince Murong Chen be absent anymore.

"No, haha, I'm going to go to them for tea, I'll meet again when I'm free." Daoyuan Zhenren shook off the dust and drifted away.

"By the way, don't make too much trouble, Xianjing can't stand the toss of you little monsters. The voice came from afar, making Murong Chen and Song Si's hearts tremble, and they didn't want to stay here longer.

"Let's go. After speaking, without waiting for Song Si to speak, he walked down the white jade steps quickly. For the place where there were these old monsters with strange tempers walking around at will, Song Si naturally didn't want to stay longer.

After leaving the imperial city, Song Si bid farewell to Murong Chen, left Xianjing, and went to the lava valley 1,500 miles away to find the earth fire to refine the sword.

When he first arrived in Lava Valley, Song Si saw that there were also some monks scattered on the periphery who had found some earthfire shallow pits to refine magic weapons or flying swords. However, these earth fires are not warm enough, and they are not what he needs.

The flying sword swept through the void, and Song Si went directly into the depths of the lava valley, landing in the rumored deep rock canyon.

Looking at the bottom of the canyon hundreds of feet deep, the fiery red magma flowed like an abyss of still water, and occasionally the fiery red magma erupted and melted the surrounding mountain walls.

That's it, Song Si went down with his sword, and suddenly felt that his body was extremely hot, and then he turned the Void True Yuan into an Extremely Cold True Yuan to form a body protection qi shield, which pierced directly into the magma.

"Crazy man, dare to go directly into the earthfire magma. ”

"Sword cultivators are really crazy. ”

"The fire in the magma is flowing, and if it is contaminated, it will be burned into fly ashes, which is really fatal!"

Many hidden formations between the canyon walls were revealed at this moment, and the cultivators' divine senses were intertwined, feeling sorry for this reckless and crazy sword cultivator.

Song Si went hundreds of feet deep into the magma, feeling that his body was getting hotter and hotter, and the body protection qi shield was faintly unstable, and he didn't dare to go down again.

Closing his eyes, Song Si sensed the direction of the source of the earth's fire. After a while, Song Si recorded a relatively strong location of the source of the earth fire, and the sword rose up, rushing out of the magma, opening a tunnel on the cliff in the corresponding direction, and digging above the source of the earth fire.

After arriving at the location, Song Si led the sword to fly and quickly dug out a large stone room, and then arranged the Juyan formation required to refine the flying sword according to the requirements of the "Void Sword Technique".

As Song Si's formation was completed, the magic trick entered, and a wisp of pale cyan earth fire appeared out of thin air in the center of the formation.

At this time, a faint scream suddenly came from the void, but it was a monk who followed Song Si with his divine sense, and suddenly found the strange flame caused by Song Si, and wanted to observe it, but he was directly burned by the pale cyan ground fire.

Song Si sneered, and didn't care about these divine senses in the void, he directly took out the materials from the storage bag and threw them at the light green fire, and at the same time transformed the divine consciousness into a void attribute, controlling the dissolution of the materials, and constantly entering the unique sword refining technique in the "Void Sword Technique".

Actually, it's not that Song Si doesn't want to arrange a hidden formation, but except for a few formations that can be watched temporarily in "Void Sword Technique", he hasn't learned other formations, so there is really no way.

Fortunately, the fact that this pale blue flame could burn the divine consciousness made all the cultivators amazed in their hearts, and they didn't dare to make a mistake. In addition, Song Sineng directly used his divine sense to control the materials to smelt and mix in the light green flame, and the scene of no damage at all made them even more impressed.

What kind of character is this? Even the cultivators couldn't see it clearly, and when several Jiedan monks saw Song Si calmly and calmly playing the mystical tricks, they were almost refining the sword in front of everyone, and they decided in their hearts that he was some kind of great sword cultivator, and it was not a good thing to provoke.

After the monk withdrew his divine sense, the other monks also withdrew their divine consciousness one after another, not daring to offend again. In case this madman Jian Xiu suddenly gets angry, his life will be difficult to protect.