"Boom!"

There was only a sound of thunder, and a purple thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a bowl struck down towards the small cauldron.

"It's over!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole's heart suddenly clenched.

After finally refining a high-grade spiritual weapon, it was lost by a thunderstorm!

However, what Yang Xiaole didn't expect was that when the lightning struck Xiao Ding, not only did it not cause any harm to him, the lightning bolt as thick as the mouth of a bowl was actually sucked in by Xiao Ding!

"What the hell, what's going on here?"

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole was stunned.

He has experienced thunder tribulation. After all, this purple thunder tribulation is the most powerful among the nine heavenly tribulation clouds! It can't help but contain thunder and lightning, and it also contains heavenly fire. It is not an exaggeration to say that the power can be said to be overwhelming.

.

Not to mention the tripod made of bronze, even the mid-grade spiritual weapon he had refined before was immediately criticized without even being able to block the Jie Yun's face.

But now, this thunder and lightning has been directly absorbed by Xiaoding!

This is so fucking outrageous!

"No, no, it's Hongmeng Zi Qi!"

Suddenly, Yang Xiaole thought of a possibility.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi is originally the first ray of spiritual energy in the world. It can be said that it has the same origin as the Nine Heaven Tribulation Clouds. And this little cauldron absorbs its own Hongmeng Purple Qi, so the thunder and lightning is equivalent to finding its own brother!

How could brothers kill each other without deep hatred?

At this time, Qin Zhan, Xiao Nan and Ye Lantian who were outside were also stunned. They originally thought that there would be a fierce battle between heaven and earth, and they had even made preparations to renovate the Seventy-Two Peaks.

Already.

However, this little tripod actually absorbed the lightning directly. Isn't this just a joke?

After receiving the thunder tribulation, the dazzling light emitting from the small tripod began to gradually dissipate, and then it slowly flew towards Yang Xiaole and fell into his hands.

At this time, Yang Xiaole stared at the small cauldron in his hand with his mouth open, and his heart was filled with a lot of confusion.

Middle grade fairy weapon!

He, a monk in the early stage of the psychic realm, actually mastered a middle-grade immortal weapon! Isn't this just a dream?

"Owner!"

Just when Yang Xiaole was stunned, there was a palm-sized thing growing on the small tripod.

Small, a little boy wearing a Taoist robe.

"You...are you the spirit of this immortal weapon?"

Seeing this villain, Yang Xiaole swallowed subconsciously.

He knew that any fairy weapon, even a low-grade fairy weapon, would produce a spirit, let alone a mid-grade fairy weapon like this.

"Yes Master, thank you Master for giving me life!"

The weapon spirit of Xiaoding replied crisply, and also bowed to Yang Xiaole and performed an ancient ceremony.

"Um, how did you become a middle-grade immortal weapon?"

Yang Xiaole was filled with doubts and quickly spoke.

"Master, although I was originally a middle-grade spiritual weapon, I have developed my own spiritual wisdom after enjoying incense for three thousand years. The master burned the impurities for me and gave me the Hongmeng Purple Qi, allowing me to break through and become a low-grade fairy weapon. However,

, the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, which is the same source of heaven and earth as the Hongmeng Purple Qi, saw me very kindly, and gave me the power of the Thunder Tribulation! I was directly promoted to a middle-grade immortal weapon."

Qi Ling explained to Yang Xiaole carefully.

"I see...."

After hearing Qi Ling's explanation, Yang Xiaole finally felt relieved.

He didn't expect that this small tripod had been enjoying incense in the Sword Sect for three thousand years! With these three thousand years of faith, no wonder it would become an immortal weapon!

I have to say, this is really a huge gain.

But despite the excitement, Yang Xiaole felt a little guilty in his heart.

The Sword Sect's three-thousand-year-old incense sacrificial cauldron was directly and secretly snatched away by me. This feeling is really unspeakable.

"Forget it, I'll give them some elixirs and spiritual weapons later at night when there's no one around. Otherwise, I'll take their incense cauldron for nothing. I feel really bad."

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaole calmed down and made up his mind.

At this time, Ye Lantian, Qin Zhan and Xiao Nan in front of the hall were completely stunned.

They could only watch the little tripod fly away, not knowing where it fell.

After all, the small cauldron is an immortal weapon. The one with the highest level of cultivation among them is just Qin Zhan, a mere mid-stage Nascent Soul monk. How could he possibly trace the whereabouts of the immortal weapon?

"Lantian, please immediately order my disciples of the Sword Sect to keep today's events strictly confidential and not allow anyone to reveal it. If other sects know that our Sword Sect has produced an immortal weapon, I am afraid they will unite to attack the Sword Sect.

, this is the disaster I’ve been waiting for!”

Qin Zhan's face was full of worry. As the saying goes, a man is innocent and harbors a jade. If the so-called noble people outside know about it, they will definitely come to snatch it at all costs.

You know, this is a magical weapon!

In the entire history of the world of cultivation, there are only a dozen or so!

What's more, in today's Dharma-ending era, there are very few high-grade spiritual weapons, let alone immortal weapons.

"Yes, Elder Qin!"

Ye Lantian nodded and immediately went down to make arrangements.

At this time, Ye Lantian felt a little sad. Within one day, Jianzong issued two gag orders. This feeling was really hard to describe.

Throughout the afternoon, Yang Xiaole stayed in the cave to familiarize himself with the functions of the small tripod.

At this time, Yang Xiaole was surprised to find that in this small cauldron, the Nine Heavens Thunder Fire could not help but automatically rise, and it even had its own space. Although the current small cauldron seemed to be only the size of a palm, there was indeed something else inside.

Not to mention refining a sword, even if you find another thing ten feet in size, it can still fit in it!

"Shall I give you a name? From now on, you will be called Xiao Ding. How about it?"

Immediately, Yang Xiaole looked at the tool spirit of the bronze tripod.

"My life was given by my master, and I will be called whatever my master tells me to be!"

Xiao Ding did not object and nodded directly in agreement.

"okay."

Yang Xiaole also nodded. After thoroughly studying the efficacy of the small tripod, it was already night.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Yang Xiaole took a meson bag and secretly came outside the room of the sect leader Ye Lantian, knocked on the door, and threw the meson bag at the door.

Then, it quickly disappeared into the night.

When Ye Lantian opened the door with a puzzled look, he found that there was no one outside.

As a cultivator's five senses, Ye Lantian immediately sensed the meson bag on the ground, then picked it up and concentrated on it.

However, just by looking at it, Ye Lantian felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

I saw a small meson bag, which was actually full of things!

There are ten gourds in the Baicao Pill alone, and two gourds in the Peiyuan Pill. The most important thing is the spiritual weapons, a lot of spiritual weapons!
Chapter completed!