"I can't refine the Hong Ming Sword, but I have no problem with other materials. Didn't you say you collected a few broken swords from Kunlun? Kunlun's items are also rare materials in the world. Bring them to me and refine them again.

I will keep a sharp weapon for you." He reached out to Wu Wei and asked for some broken swords.

Wu Wei also felt a pity in his heart. He had no choice. Others couldn't practice it, and he couldn't practice it himself. He could only practice it by himself when he could activate the true fire of samadhi after becoming a god. Now he only had to trouble the free coolie in front of him.

The True Fire of Samadhi emits a blue flame, which does not seem to have much power. Wu Wei knows that ordinary people will die if they are touched by such a large flame. There will be no damage to the whole body. It is designed to burn the soul, and even the Great Luo Jinxian cannot save it.

Su Jiumei pointed her magic power at the broken sword placed on the table, and several sections of the broken sword flew into the air. The Samadhi True Fire ignited on the sword. In about one stick of incense, the sections of the broken sword melted into a ball and turned into a blue liquid. With her index finger

Continuously pushing, the sword body gradually appeared, and the most critical shaping was successful. Then he pointed at the table, and the mahogany heart rose into the air, and joined the sword body to become the hilt. It kept shaping, and finally there was a warning and the sword was completed, and then

The various magic formulas of his hands were constantly engraved with various magic circles on the sword. After about another incense stick, I heard Su Jiumei's sweet voice: "Spit out your heart's blood, hurry up!"

Wu Wei sprayed a mouthful of his heart's blood on the sword, and it immediately soaked in and disappeared. A feeling of blood connection came from the sword body. With a pinch of magic, the flying sword was collected in the Dantian and warmed in the mud palace pill, and the sword was completed.

I finally have my own flying sword. Some casual cultivators and soldiers have no magic weapons to use. This is the result of excessive concentration of resources. The major factions have collected all kinds of resources under their own names, and the government only

Puppet can't change this situation at all. Fortunately, talented casual cultivators can join major sects, but some casual cultivators with average qualifications can only rely on themselves, like those in the hunting team, who basically use the most primitive weapons.

Fighting against monsters, the so-called flying sword and soaring into the sky were just idiotic dreams. Now that I have my own flying sword, my eyes are red with excitement.

Looking at Su Jiumei again, her face was a little pale due to excessive exercise, but she still looked at Wu Wei with a smile. Although they had only known each other for two days, she was really happy for Wu Wei. In these troubled times, a simple person like him is really unlucky.

Many times, for the promise of a few dead friends, he took a few children with him and taught them how to practice. Although his own cultivation level was not high, he still protected them in every way and let them grow up healthily. Only this understanding of himself is

For two days, he also tried his best to help the demon clan with his life. He was a bit ruffian, but he was simple at heart, adhered to the Taoist heart but was decisive in killing. On the other hand, in his own demon sect, except for the fox clan, none of the other clans were in conflict with each other.

Now, for a legend that no one has understood for thousands of years, the fox tribe that has lived together for thousands of years is being wiped out, using all possible means. Seeing Wu Wei's happy face, I feel inexplicably happy.

Wu Wei was happy for a long time before he noticed Su Jiumei's expression and suddenly felt embarrassed. A grown man only knew that he was happy and did not notice the paleness of Su Jiumei's face. He quickly asked embarrassedly: "Are you okay? I'm sorry.

, I was only happy for myself and didn’t notice you. Your cultivation level just dropped yesterday, and you still had such serious internal and external injuries, but you still spent your energy to refine the sword for me. I know how to thank you. Here I have

There are a lot of vitality pills. Li Laoji gave them to you today. Take some. Eat more to replenish your vitality."

Su Jiumei looked at him embarrassed

He looked like that and laughed out loud: "That sword of yours is made of the finest meteoric iron gold essence. Kunlun is indeed a great sect. Ordinary disciples of ordinary sects are made of black iron gold essence, that is, iron ore."

After refining, one ton can be made into one gram, which is already amazing. Even a flying sword weighs five or six kilograms. However, the meteorite gold essence of the Kunlun Sect is refined from extraterrestrial meteorite iron. The cost is simply unimaginable. If Zhang Feng cultivates

If it were higher, I think I could kill the Mang Jing in an instant."

"Leave the Vitality Pill for you and the four little guys. I don't need it. As long as we demons transform, we are in the early stage of human transformation. This is especially true for our Sky Fox clan. When I haven't fallen, I am four tails.

It is equivalent to the middle stage of human transformation into gods, and it becomes more powerful as you go to the later stage. When you are at the six-tails level, it is equivalent to the early stage of human transformation into gods and voids. For nine-tails, it is the method of an immortal. Therefore, this little bit of true energy is nothing. When I am at my peak,

During this period, it only takes half a stick of incense to refine your flying sword. How can it take so long? Moreover, at our level, your ordinary vitality pill has become ineffective. The only way to replenish vitality quickly is Taiqing.

It's a pill of the level of Gyokuro Pill, so just save it. I'll just rest for a while. We're going to set off tomorrow. You have to think about it. My injury is not healed yet, and we can't even take a few children with me.

Flying in the air, not to mention the goal of flying in the air is too big, how can we go to the Western Regions?" Su Jiumei asked Wu Wei.

Wu Wei thought for a while and replied: "I'm thinking about this too. It seems we can only ride horses. There is a horse farm next to the settlement. I'll buy a few horses. I'm not afraid of them selling them because of my current status. Let's go there on horseback."

, we rode horses at the border of Shuzhong, and after leaving Shuzhong, my injuries are probably healed. By then, it will be easy to get to the Western Regions, even flying in the air. Besides, I, a disciple of the Dinosaur Inner Sect, will not be happy if someone comes to find me.

I want him to look good." I don't need to use my Kunlun identity in vain, not to mention that Kunlun's token will be melted by me sooner or later. I need to use it urgently.

Immediately I went to the racecourse in the settlement to buy a few horses. After everything was ready, I knocked on the door and was ready to go. The door opened and a middle-aged woman came out. She was wearing a coarse preaching robe that was so lifelike.

"May I ask why this fellow Taoist is looking at you like this?" A thick voice came out, and even the voice sounded like that of a middle-aged woman. It was absolutely fake.

Stretching his thumbs, "This fellow Taoist, are you Wu Sanniang, my distant relative next door who I have never met?" Even the names were chosen, and the two of them sang the oboe there, making the little guys laugh.

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We set off before dawn, riding on a horse to take one last look at the house where we had lived for more than 20 years. I swore in my heart that I would definitely come back and never look like a lost dog like this time.

All the way to the west, the closest place in Shu to the Western Region is thousands of kilometers away, but there are many informants in Shu. A few people traveled around the mountains and rivers and rode horses in the middle of Shu for ten days. Anyway, they had the Kunlun token, so the whole journey went smoothly. Occasionally there were a few

The blind man also ran away when the two showed their cultivation. The imaginary battle never happened once. It was a rare relaxation. Several children along the way also became more and more skilled under the guidance of Wu Wei and Su Jiumei, but

As the Western Region gets closer and closer, the hearts of the two of them become heavier and heavier. The Western Region is a hiding place for all kinds of evil cultivators, and no decent sects are involved in it. The two of them will either perish here or become high-level monks.

It's sad to think about being able to resist the pursuit of all major factions.

After leaving Shuzhong and the Shushan sect, they entered Yongzhou and released their horses. Su Jiumei Jiayun took four little guys with her, and Wu

Because he was still practicing his flying sword from behind, he followed him crookedly, making the little guys in front of him snicker. Fortunately, he got started quickly and became proficient in using it after a while, so he earned some face.

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While he was secretly happy, a strong wind suddenly came from the side, and a sword light passed by. The strong wind suddenly blew Wu Wei to this side, and he cursed in his heart. He must have been an expert passing by, but all he heard was "Hey

"With a sound, the sword light returned again. Su Jiumei saw it in front and hurriedly followed it. She saw a monk who looked like a scholar stopped dozens of feet away. He was a master in the middle stage of divine transformation.

When Wu Wei saw a great master blocking him, he hurriedly asked: "Junior Kunlun Wu Wei, what is the reason why senior Kunlun Wu Wei stopped this junior?" Necessary etiquette is required. After all, masters in the middle stage of transformation to gods,

It should not be underestimated anywhere, but the identity of the Kunlun Sect can still be used to make tiger skins.

"Are you from the Kunlun sect? Looking at me, you look like an inner disciple. When did Kunlun accept you as a disciple?" the scholar asked.

"Junior was just invited by senior brother Kunlun Lei Xiaotian, but he has not officially become a disciple and naturalized." Wu Wei couldn't figure out the details of the other party, so he had to answer, no matter what kind of disciple he is, the token is real.

"Oh! That's it. I've met that boy Lei Xiaotian a few times. His cultivation is not bad. I'm Zhu Hongfeng, the smiling scholar of Wanxie Sect. I have some friendship with you Kunlun elders. What do you think?

You haven't officially become a disciple yet. When the time comes, I will recommend it to you and ask the great elder with the highest level of cultivation to take you under his sect." The smiling scholar said with a slight smile on his face, which made people feel as if they were taking a breath of spring breeze.

Wu Wei thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you very much, Senior Zhu. If a senior recommends a junior, it must be a blessing. May I ask where the senior is going and what business he has to send?" Wu Wei knew that the smiling scholar must have something to do when he stopped him, so he asked

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The smiling scholar looked at Wu Wei and his group and replied: "I, a monk in the transformation stage, don't need you to do anything. I am familiar with you, Elder Kunlun, and we are very close to each other. I will give you some benefits."

Wu Wei became more and more confused and looked at Su Jiumei. This old boy considered himself a fool. How could such a good thing happen without being rewarded for his unearned contribution? He was becoming more and more sure that there was something wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say it in his mouth. A master in the middle stage of spiritual transformation was completely

He could crush a few of them. Even if Su Jiumei didn't suppress her cultivation, she would only end up being killed instantly. She replied with a smile on her face: "Senior, no reward for no merit, our group is just traveling around. Thank you for your respect. Do you have any orders?"

Just say it directly, we will do it, but I still have a few disciples, can I accompany the seniors after I make proper arrangements?"

"This is a trivial matter. We have a branch of the Wanxie Sect in Yongzhou. We can just send a few little guys there to settle down. Why are Taoist cultivators so hardworking and how can they become Taoists in the future?" The smiling scholar said with a look on his face.

impatient.

Seeing that Wu Wei had no choice but to agree, he originally wanted to place Su Jiumei at the helm of the Outer Evil Sect as well, but the Smiling Scholar said that it would be better to have one more person, so he had no choice but to go together, and they had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Sun Xiaosheng was told to take care of several junior brothers and sisters, and after leaving the Wanxie Sect, Wu Wei asked the smiling scholar, "Senior, where are we going? Do we need to prepare anything?"

"Maoling" replied the smiling scholar.
Chapter completed!