The bright moon is in the sky, like a pour.

A secluded place was found in the backyard, which was in a pavilion. Qin Chuan sat cross-legged, calmed down, and lay down the mountains and rivers in front of him.

When the cultivation of the Dao method reaches the primordial infant stage, you will be able to comprehend the supernatural power of refining the magic weapon.

When he was in Jiyun Temple, Qin Chuan studied the efficacy of the Jiuyao glazed cup, and he also thought about this method. In his previous life, he had experience and was proficient in the know-how, and at this time, he officially met the conditions, so he naturally came easily. Refining the mountains and rivers of this town is only a matter of time.

The Dao seal was formed, and the rich aura of heaven and earth converged.

The magic sword also belongs to a column of cultivation magic weapons, although it is a sharp weapon, but most of the spells of Taixu Kendo do not need to use swords to control the enemy, and the realm of human and sword unity is the mystery of Taixu Kendo. Just like Xue Hao's flying flower fan on a rainy night and the purple jade Buddha beads in the sky, it is okay to sacrifice them when needed.

"The Tao is infinite, chaotic and real. ”

The mantra was lightly recited, and a stream of true yuan flowed out from the Qinchuan spirit core, like a bright heavenly river, glowing with a faint cyan shimmer, quietly, sprinkled on the sword body of Zhenshanhe.

This Zhenshanhe, which was differentiated from the ancient sword of the Mandate of Heaven that has been treasured for thousands of years in the Jingxu vein of Fuximen, has unknowingly followed Qin Chuan for more than three years, and after continuous training in the Taixu Sword Dao, after several life and death, he has already reached the unity of man and sword with Qin Chuan, and the mind is integrated, and it is one.

This refining is even more natural.

"Bell!"

In a moment, Zhenshan River rose into the air, hanging straight in front of Qin Chuan, the blue sword body, the faint light flickered, and the color of Xuanqing's true yuan complemented each other, wonderful and abnormal.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan's eyes closed slightly, and a touch of divine consciousness was separated.

In the blink of an eye, the true yuan that had been emitted before fused with Qin Chuanyuan's infancy, and the light became more and more dazzling, and it revealed a bit of nothingness, ethereal, and gathered outside the Zhenshan River.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Qin Chuan was slightly stunned.

In the mountains and rivers of that town, there seemed to be an extremely mysterious aura, which passed by in a flash after his divine thoughts were merged, but only for a moment, it disappeared again.

It's weird.

However, this has no effect on refining at this time, and even if there is a problem, it can be left for later investigation. Therefore, Qin Chuan did not pay much attention to it.

The moonlight is white.

The dark blue true element, with the passage of time, has tightly wrapped the Zhenshan River, and has been continuously injected into the sword body. At the same time, on the upper and lower sides, there was another kind of true element circulating out separately, which was actually the intersection of blue and blue, which was wonderful, and slowly traced back to the dantian of Qinchuan.

Subtle changes, and so on.

I don't know how long it took, but the moonlight was thicker, and it was already late at night.

Qin Chuan Dao Yin turned around and stopped the injection of mental power. Immediately, I saw that where the original Zhenshan River was located, the strong true yuan was circulating rapidly, flashing a strong light, which was extremely dazzling.

In an instant, the light dimmed, there was nothing, and Zhenshan River was just like this and hidden in the void.

"Hey, hey!"

Qin Chuan chuckled lightly and stood up.

But he tried to raise an arm, his mind moved, and suddenly in the air beside him, a blue light flashed, and the true yuan qi quickly diffused out, and then the source converged, and in the blink of an eye, it was condensed into an entity of swordsmen, with the virtual reality, and once again the Zhenshan River "created zào" out.

There is no doubt that the refining was successful!

"Whew!"

With a sound of breaking the sky, Zhenshanhe obeyed the guidance and flew into Qin Chuan's hand, holding it tightly, and the real texture was transmitted into the sense of touch.

"It's so much easier this time. ”

With a laugh, Qin Chuan hid the swordsman, but sat down again.

A hand reached into his arms and took out the Jiuyao glass cup.

Should this thing be refined?

There was some hesitation in my heart. It stands to reason that the Jiuyao glazed cup has been refined by its own blood, and refining it should be the same, and it will be very smooth. But it is precisely because this magic weapon is a Jiuyao glazed cup, a treasure of cultivation left over from ancient times, that he is not very sure in his heart.

It's not once or twice that this thing is weird.

What's more, there's a terrifying thing hidden inside.

"That powerful primordial power, should it be moved?"

Thinking in his heart, Qin Chuan couldn't make up his mind for a while. With his ability to control the mind and mind at the moment, he must be unable to resist the erosion of the ownerless primordial god, but it is precisely because of the ownerless primordial god that he has given himself a chance to take it for himself.

If you can refine it for your own use, it is undoubtedly another powerful reliance on yourself.

"Forget it, let's improve some more cultivation. ”

With a long sigh of relief, Qin Chuan decided to talk about it after a while. What's more, there is something important at this time, if something suddenly happens, it will be more than worth the loss.

Taking the Jiuyao glass cup back into his arms, Qin Chuan inexplicably felt a little sleepy.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed from above the wall of the Su Mansion Courtyard.

Devil's Way!

Qin Chuan's face changed, and he immediately thought of the Holy Son Hall who was plotting the assassination, and without a moment's hesitation, his figure flashed, and he followed his breath and chased after him.

However, after detecting the other party's target, his eyebrows frowned, and he was even more shocked.

Actually, did you come for yourself?

......

"Bell!"

With a sword roar, the cold air rose one after another, and the wing room where Qin Chuan lived collapsed violently.

Under the moonlight, a woman in red, with fluttering clothes, and a dark blue long sword in her hand, flashed with cold light. The two colors blended, and the silver light sprinkled down, which actually looked a little demonic.

This person is the Moon Shadow of the Temple of the Holy Son!

"Zihan?"

Qin Chuan, dressed in a plain white robe, floated in and landed behind the moon shadow.

On his cheeks, his eyebrows were stretched out, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he didn't have any resentment at all because of the actions of the woman in red, and he still smiled faintly. The person in front of him is Zihan, who he misses every day and swears to accompany him despite the hardships of the road.

After three years, I finally said goodbye in this situation.

It's just that in Qin Chuan's smile, there was a deep incomprehension. Why, why did things become the way they are today, is that what Zihan said at the beginning, "if goodbye"?

If goodbye......

There are no words.

Moon Shadow slowly turned around, with no expression on her face, just looking at Qin Chuan coldly, and the breath on her body only made Qin Chuan feel strange for a while. If it weren't for this face that had been deeply rooted in his heart, I am afraid that Qin Chuan would have been unable to determine that the so-called "Moon Shadow" was his Senior Sister Zihan.

Dressed in red, as bright as blood.

"Bell ......"

The sword shadow moved, and without saying a word, the moon shadow was a lost soul slash, and the pitch-black evil qi burst out, attacking towards Qin Chuan. It seems that he no longer remembers Qin Chuan.

It becomes, and it becomes cold-blooded.

"Bang!"

A blue-colored Taiji diagram appeared out of thin air, blocking the blow of the moon shadow. Qin Chuan's face was a little sad, he thought that he could recall Zihan, but he didn't expect that she would also take action against herself?

Is she really Zihan?

"Let's go back. ”

Calling softly, Qin Chuan seemed to feel the pain in Mu Zihan's heart.

Once, she was like this, competing with herself countless times, but she was never willing to kill the killer, never gave up, pulled herself away from the sea of suffering, and pulled her back to her side.

Looking back, just two words, with what a deep expectation.

In this way, how can I give up easily!

"Zihan!"

Qin Chuan shouted, and sealed with one hand, completely dissolving the anger of the lost soul slash. But his figure flashed rapidly, and he took a few steps towards the Moon Shadow. He wanted to get closer, to take a look at her clear eyes, to know if she was really deluded by the demonic barrier.

I hope that's exactly what I want.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Moon Shadow retreated a few steps, and a fierce aura came out, extremely wary of Qin Chuan. The sword light in his hand flashed, and it seemed that he was about to gather momentum for the next attack.

"Who's making a noise?!"

Suddenly, there was a shout from between the pavilions and corridors in the distance, it was Su Quan's voice.

Suddenly, Moon Shadow frowned, but he gave up on Qin Chuan, turned into a red light in the blink of an eye, and flew into the distance. Seeing this, Qin Chuan gritted his teeth, and he didn't care much, Zhenshanhe galloped rapidly, jumped over, and the sword took off, and he also chased after it.

In any case, you must ask for clarification.

......

Suburbs.

A hill with a group of pine trees.

There is a pavilion in the forest, standing quietly on the hill, shrouded in a thin night mist, and under the cold moonlight, it seems to be a little confusing.

The woman in red flew all the way, but stopped here.

Immediately, a blue light rushed in, shining for a moment, and in the light, Qin Chuan floated down. With a weak wind, his body flashed suddenly, blocking the front of the moon shadow.

"Why?"

This time, Qin Chuan finally saw her cheeks clearly.

As beautiful as ever, sinking fish and geese, peerless. The pair of clear eyes, as before, did not have any flaws, as if revealing the most ordinary innocence in the world. But why, why are the practices so different today?

"Kill me. ”

Suddenly, Moon Shadow whispered.

Qin Chuan was stunned, and he didn't seem to hear clearly, but it seemed to be transmitted to his ears word by word, deeply engraved in his heart. So real.

Kill her.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Moon Shadow's figure retreated sharply, and the blade of the Frost Condensing Evil Sword in his hand turned, and it turned into a black gas that turned into an evil dragon, with a terrible roar, fangs and claws, and roared towards Qin Chuan. The extremely ferocious demonic aura surged and swept through, as if sweeping away everything in the world and engulfing nothingness.

Like, swept away the infatuation.

"Bell!"

A blue light flashed, and the Zhenshan River fell instantly, and the fresh air suddenly spread out, and the strong wind of the Qi Zhenshan River impacted the attacking evil dragon, and the fierce confrontation was fierce.

In the forest, the dust is flying.

Qin Chuan had an incredible look on his face, and he was even more deeply puzzled in his heart. Immediately, a slight feeling of dizziness hit my brain.

He couldn't feel it at all, and the person in front of him was his Zihan.

"Mu Zihan!"

Once again, Qin Chuan suddenly appeared behind the Moon Shadow and called out her name in a loud voice.

It is absolutely impossible to kill Zihan by himself! And without understanding the reason for the matter, it is absolutely impossible to let yourself die at the hands of Zihan!

"Sue sù me a qiē, okay?"

A pleading, a wave of grief rose in my heart.

Suddenly, a wave of black qi came towards Qin Chuan, and the increasingly dizzy feeling in his brain had reached the extreme, and he could no longer react.

With a plop, Qin Chuan fainted and fell to the ground.