Chapter 8 Refining the Magic Weapon

"What happened, you tell me honestly!" Jian Wuxie's eyes were cold, and he fell on the monk who had broken his right leg by Xia Qi, and said coldly.

Looked at by Jian Wuxie, the monk with the eyes of a thief seemed to have forgotten even the pain of blood flowing from his leg at this moment, and his heart was cold, so he naturally didn't dare to hide anything, and told the matter as it was.

After listening to this monk's narration, Jian Wuxian snorted coldly, swept over Jian Wuwu's body, and Jian Wuwu's body trembled slightly. Immediately afterwards, Jian Wuxie's gaze fell on Xia Qi's body, but Xia Qi was not afraid, and even showed a trace of grievance on his face.

"Xia Qi is my newly accepted disciple, don't worry about you, as a senior brother, don't worry about this courtyard! As for a few of you ordinary disciples, your cultivation is not high, and you don't work hard to cultivate, but you are bewitching and killing each other, so you can't be left behind!"

Jian Wuxian was silent for a while, and finally didn't punish Xia Qi and Jian Wuwu. After all, Xia Qi was his hope in finding treasures, and Jian Wuwu was his most proud disciple!

"Sect Master spare your life! Sect Master spare your life! We don't dare anymore, ask Sect Master for mercy, bypass us this time!"

The five Qi cultivation stage disciples turned pale, knelt on the ground, kept begging for mercy, and even looked at Jian Wuwu, hoping that Jian Wuwu would open his mouth to plead. However, where did Jian Wuwu dare to speak at this moment, his head tilted slightly, avoiding the gaze of the five Qi cultivation stage disciples who followed him.

"Zheng!"

The sound of golden iron humming came out, but I saw a golden ray like lightning shining through, and the frightened heads of the five Qi cultivation stage disciples flew into the sky!

The head fell to the ground, and the blood on the broken neck gushed out like a fountain, spurting around, and under the sun, it looked extremely demonic!

At this time, the sword innocent waved his sleeves, but saw a beam of flames born out of thin air in the air, but the flames were weirdly purple, rolled down from the air, and the corpses that fell to the ground were swept by the purple flames, and immediately turned into flying ashes and completely dissipated!

Seeing such a method as Jian Wuxie, the five human lives had dissipated in the blink of an eye, Rao was already aware of the cruelty of the immortal cultivation world when he occupied a body, and Xia Qi was also slightly stunned at this moment.

"Okay, the two of you are both my disciples, forget about this trivial matter! Don't worry, your junior brother Xia Qi still needs to rest, you go back first, let Jian Ping arrange a new place for you to live, don't disturb your junior brother Xia Qi in the past few days!" Jian Wuxie's face was expressionless, as if the death of the five disciples could not make him have any mood fluctuations, and he commanded Wu Wu lightly.

"Yes...... But Master, the apprentice's storage bag and magic weapon are still in the hands of Xia Qi's junior brother. Jian Wuwu was unwilling, but at this time, he couldn't attack, and seeing that Xia Qi was still holding his magic weapon sword in his hand, he spoke.

"Your junior brother is empty-handed, the storage bag and magic weapon should be given to your junior brother! As for your storage bag and magic weapon, I will give you one tomorrow!" Jian Wuxie's eyes fell on Xia Qi's body, but Xia Qi did not have the slightest intention of returning the storage bag and magic weapon, thinking in his heart that Xia Qi had one more magic weapon, and he was still an ant-like figure, and he had no impact at all, so he immediately said to Jian Wuwu.

When Jian Wuwu heard the words of his master, he answered, lowered his head and left the courtyard, but the two hanging hands were tightly clenched, and the green tendons were bursting out, obviously trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart!

Seeing Jian Wuwu suppress his anger and leave, Jian Wuxian had a smile on his face.

Jian Wuxie has outstanding talent, but the edge is too strong, he doesn't know how to forbear, Jian Wuxian didn't taste this time and didn't mean to let Jian Wuwu suffer a loss, after all, Jian Wuxian regarded him as the next sect master to cultivate, if he didn't know how to forbear, how could he succeed? This time he suppressed his anger and left, but in Jian Wuxie's opinion, he performed well.

Jian Wuwu left the courtyard, and in the courtyard that had become messy at the moment, only Xia Qi and Jian Wuxian were left, both of them had their own thoughts, but on the surface, they showed a harmonious atmosphere.

"Okay, are you still satisfied with this handling of the matter this time?" Jian Wuxian asked Xia Qi with a smile.

"The master treats the apprentice like this, and the apprentice will redouble his filial piety to the master one day!" Xia Qi looked moved, bowed his head and bowed, a smile appeared on the face of the sword innocent, but in his heart he secretly said that Xia Qi did not know whether he was dead or alive, and in a few days, I am afraid that his head would fall to the ground.

"Since you worship me as a teacher, I will naturally defend you. Although you were frightened this time, but you were not hurt, and the worry-free storage bag and magic weapon also fell into your hands, just so you can also use it, this time it is still you who take some advantage! There are some elixirs in the storage bag, you can take some, you can restore the spiritual true yuan, draw out the treasure picture earlier, and tomorrow you will go with the teacher to take out the treasure!"

Jian Wuxian didn't take the magic weapon and storage bag in Xia Qi's hand, he didn't care about it at all, because even if an ant had a wooden sword, it was impossible to hurt the elephant.

Mentioning the treasure map, Jian Wuxian didn't stay long, and let Jian Ping, who had just rushed over, repair the courtyard, but he left the courtyard, leaving Xia Qi still here.

Jian Wuxian is going to prepare some things and arrangements to go to pick up the treasure tomorrow, after all, the huge treasure left by the Heavenly Dao Sect ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao Sect must have set a trap, and if you enter rashly, you may encounter unexpected dangers.

Jian Wuxian left, Xia Qi also returned directly to the room, closed the door, regardless of the fact that the guards outside the courtyard had doubled, and hurriedly investigated the magic weapon and storage bag he had just gotten in his hand.

There were six storage bags, but only the sword worry-free storage bag was more valuable, there were a lot of elixirs and some materials, and a small number of talismans, and the remaining five storage bags had nothing of value at all except for some of the most ordinary healing pills.

After checking the storage bag and counting some of the pills that had recovered the true yuan and recovered the injuries, Xia Qi's gaze fell on the six magic weapons, and his eyes showed a glint of joy.

The five Huangpin lower-level magic weapons were directly thrown into the storage bag by Xia Qi, and his attention was completely focused on the sharp sword left by Jian Wuwu!

The sword is like water, the cold light is flickering, the blade is still bloody, flashing with a strange bright red, it seems that people's eyes look at it, there is a feeling of murderous aura!

"It's really worthy of being a magic weapon for the lower level of Xuanpin!"

Xia Qi stroked the body of the sword, and found two words the size of a fly's head on the hilt of the sword, which were the word 'Qiushui', which was probably the name of this sharp sword. He waved it twice and couldn't put it down.

"Tomorrow I will definitely go to a fake treasure hiding place with the old bastard, or hurry up the time to refine this sharp sword!" After playing for a while, Xia Qi's eyes froze, and his face became solemn.

It is not so simple for a magic weapon to be like an arm, the first thing is that it needs to be thoroughly refined and fully controlled by the sword, so that the power of the magic weapon can be brought into full play!

Time was pressing, Xia Qi didn't want to waste time, sat down cross-legged, and all the faint true yuan poured out, entering the magic weapon sword and refining!

Refining the magic weapon of the lower level of the Xuan Pin is still too difficult for Xia Qi, who is currently cultivating, and the weak true yuan has been consumed in almost a moment. But fortunately, there are a lot of pills to restore the true yuan in the storage bag of the sword worry-free, and the pills will be taken as soon as the true yuan is consumed, Xia Qi has different refining swords!

After such a repetition, a night passed, and Xia Qi felt that his spirit was a little tired, but what made him excited was that this Qiushui Sword was finally about to be completely refined and controlled by him!

Moreover, Xia Qi also discovered an unexpected joy, after such a hard night of consuming the True Yuan Refining Magic Weapon, at this moment, the trace of True Yuan in the dantian actually grew a little stronger!