As the saying goes, everyone has their own ambitions. Although Zhu Bingzhao was a monk and did not pursue immortality, he was concerned about the people of the Fire Country and became the monarch. Although Liu Bin did not agree, he did not advise him.

"Uncle, I am now well governed by the Fire Kingdom. The people can live and work in peace, eat enough, and wear warm clothes. I am not greedy for imperial power, but I have not yet had a suitable person to take over!" Zhu Bingzhao seemed to see Liu Bin's intention.

"Well, as long as you are safe, my uncle will be content." Liu Bin said with a smile.

Liu Bin was not stingy in this trip. Although he had never seen Zhu Bingzhao since childhood, his body was always inseparable from the Liu family, and he was thinking about how Mrs. Liu treated him well.

Liu Bin gave Zhu Bingzhao a storage bag, which contained a large number of noli fruits and several skills he had mastered. He handed over the nameless three stances of Shen Tianming's remnant soul to himself. Later, Liu Bin changed the name to the three stances of Ronin, and passed it to Zhu Bingzhao.

"The noni fruit in the storage bag is of great help to practice. You can also find a suitable place to plant the fruit."

"Thank you uncle!"

Liu Bin nodded slightly and continued: "As for the third romance, the attack sword technique, my uncle's flying sword is damaged and he cannot demonstrate it to you. You can understand it yourself later!"

"I have a Dragon Roar Sword here, which was made of a lot of money. If my uncle doesn't dislike it, just use it!"

A flying sword appeared in Zhu Bingzhao's hand and gave it to him. Liu Bin knew his wish and took it into his hand.

The sword is two feet three inches long, and the sword body is made of black iron, revealing a faint cold light. The hilt of the sword is a golden dragon sculpture, which looks extremely majestic. Liu Bin draws out the sword blade and takes a look, nodding constantly, and it turns out to be a medium-grade flying sword.

Black iron is the basic material for building flying swords, and it is expensive. The black iron coffin in the small world is so large that the Ouyang family can be considered a big deal.

"I gave the flying sword to me, what should you do?"

"If my uncle can accept it, my nephew will feel at ease. If I want it, I will create one!"

"Create, who is so powerful?" Liu Bin asked curiously. There are not many masters who can refine weapons. Liu Bin, I was about to find a way to break the black iron coffin.

"Wanbao Pavilion!"

"Wanbao Pavilion?" Liu Bin once cared about Jubaozhai in Heishui City, but the name of Wanbao Pavilion is a bit better than Jubaozhai and his tone is even bigger.

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"Yes, many Xiuxianfang markets have their shops, alchemy and weapon refining. As long as the materials are provided, Wanbao Pavilion charges a part of the fee to complete the order for customers. My flying sword was created by Wanbao Pavilion with a weapon refining master." Zhu Bingzhao explained.

Liu Bin nodded. This news was very important to him, so he didn't want to thank him, so he said thank you and accepted the flying sword.

Since there is a ready-made flying sword, Zhu Bingzhao naturally practiced the three ronin styles so that he could better understand the mystery of the sword technique.

The three styles of the ronin, the first style, the sword-cutting style! The second style, the sword-breaking style! The third style, the sword-killing style!

Liu Bin used the first two sword tricks during the battle. At that time, he easily dealt with Ouyang Jian with the Seven-Leaf Sword, which was very powerful.

At that time, his cultivation was still low, and the sword-killing stance required a lot of spiritual power, and it was never able to be used. Liu Bin was not very clear about the specific power.

Bingyu told him that these three sword techniques were the death talismans that took him to life back then, and were obtained from a mysterious ancient ruin.

However, at this time, Liu Bin was already a late-stage cultivator of Jindan, and could not speak the same way. Although the sword-destroying style had no target, the flying sword in the air trembled at a very fast speed, and then the momentum of the slashing was slashed. Although the targetless air slash felt that the power was extremely terrifying.

Liu Bin reminded Zhu Bingzhao not to use the sword-destroying style easily, because it consumes a lot of spiritual power, especially against low-level cultivators. If you fight at the same level or challenge at the same level, you cannot subdue the opponent after using the sword-destroying style. If you consume a huge amount of spiritual power, you may be killed.

Zhu Bingzhao wrote it carefully, and the uncle in front of him was extremely admired. When he was young, he heard that his uncle Liu Bin was a disciple of the Qitian Sect of the sect. Later, his cultivation was completely destroyed and he returned to the country of Fire to live. It turned out that all this was just a manifestation.

Liu Bin repeatedly practiced the three ronin styles to deepen Zhu Bingzhao's impression of the sword technique. When he went there, he was meeting him at some point.

Let Zhu Bingzhao practice, Liu Bin guided him from the side, Tian Ling jumped violently, and Liu Bin's brow was locked.

"What's wrong? Did I do it wrong?"

"I sensed that a few auras of golden elixir monks were approaching the city of Fire." Liu Bin had an inexplicable premonition in his heart. These people came because of themselves, because these auras were mixed with the aura of monsters.

Today in Zhou Shuyi

The tomb taught the people of the worshippers. Now the worshippers come from the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and the small ones are the big ones. This truth is self-evident.

Liu Bin had no intention of watching Zhu Bingzhao practice sword techniques, and he could not be in the Fire Country. Otherwise, if he really wanted to fight, he would definitely affect the mortals and the people, so Liu Bin couldn't bear it.

"Uncle is gone, you can practice hard in the future!" No more words, before Zhu Bingzhao answered, he waved his hand to remove the barrier, walked out of the hall, stepped on the Dragon Roar Sword and turned into a stream of light, disappearing in front of the Lord of Daiying.

By the time Zhu Bingzhao chased him out, Liu Bin had long disappeared.

"Lord of Dai Eagle, call on all members of the Flying Eagle!"

"Abide by the order!" The Lord of Dai Ying did not ask what the emperor was going to do. Liu Bin's appearance made him reposition Zhu Bingzhao's position in his heart.

The person who flew away with the sword just now must have had his cultivation level, and the moment he unlocked the barrier, Dai Sect clearly felt a terrifying aura, which was not something that a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage could possess.

Liu Bin released his breath and ran away, not because he didn't want to fight with the people coming in the Fire Country. What's strange is that this group of people did not come from the direction of Wanbeast Valley, but from the direction of Qitian Sect.

Just as Liu Bin escaped, the person who came locked in him and changed direction and chased him all the way.

It is very easy to get rid of them. You just need to find a safe place and enter the small world. The gate of the world is set in the houses in the Fire City.

The people in Wanbeast Valley would never have thought that Liu Bin would return to the Fire City behind them without knowing it.

Liu Bin suddenly had an idea in his mind, which was what he had always wanted to do, which was to return to Qitian Sect to see what it was like now.

After flying for hundreds of miles, the people behind him persevered, as if they would not give up until they caught Liu Bin. Liu Bin also knew the strength of the visitor, three Jindan stage cultivators, two early stage Jindan stage, and one late stage Jindan stage cultivation.

If it weren't for their cultivation level being a small level higher than theirs, Liu Bin would have been caught up with him with his unfamiliar sword-flying experience.

Looking down, he was just above a lake, and he put away his flying sword in the air. The people from Wanbeast Valley gradually approached, and Liu Bin plunged into the lake with a fierce spell.

Shortly after Liu Bin entered the water, the three people from Wanbeast Valley had arrived. The middle-aged man, the leader of the three, scanned the entire lake and showed a puzzled expression.
Chapter completed!