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After Han Changlin finished shopping, it was getting late. In order to avoid unnecessary accidents, Han Changlin decided to stay in Zhushanfang City for one night.
It was not until noon the next day that he returned to his cave in Yuanling Peak.
Sitting cross-legged on the edge of the stone bed, he took a deep breath and lamented that he would have to go out before he could live in his new home for a few more days. Han Changlin couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart.
After a long time, until his mind slowly calmed down, Han Changlin took out the two newly obtained magic weapons from the storage bag and placed them in front of himself.
Looking at the two unheated magic weapons in front of him, Han Changlin felt like he couldn't put it down, especially the Jade Flame Sword.
He is now considered a half-sword cultivator, and he has a special love for swords. The most important thing is that as long as Han Changlin refines this Jade Flame Sword, his own strength is that even a monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining can fight. , the strength skyrocketed.
As for the other Qianhan Bell, it is also very good. Not only does it have defensive power, it also has sonic attacks. It should be noted that this kind of attack cannot be resisted by ordinary defensive weapons.
After playing with the two magic weapons for a while, Han Changlin finally put back the messy thoughts in his heart. Then he first placed the Jade Flame Sword by his side, and then held the Qianhan Bell in his hand.
He chose to sacrifice the Qianhan Bell first. After all, this bell is a high-grade magical weapon, which is simpler than the Jade Flame Sword.
The two magical instruments now do not have any monk's breath left in them. Therefore, when Han Changlin casts the magic and refined it, it was very easy. In just one stick of incense, he had already imprinted his spiritual consciousness on them, forming A preliminary connection has been made, and this is also because Han Changlin's spiritual consciousness is now much stronger than that of the same monks, so it is a little easier to perform sacrifices.
After the sacrifice was completed, Han Changlin began to cast spells to control Qian Hanzhong. After getting familiar with it for a while, he put him back into his storage bag.
After doing this, he did not choose to continue to refine the Jade Flame Sword. After all, the best magic weapon was different from the top quality magic weapon.
After recovering his mind for a while, Han Changlin began to refine the top-quality magic weapon, the Jade Flame Sword.
This sword is indeed a top-quality magic weapon. Han Changlin actually spent twice as much time to imprint his own divine mark on the sword.
And this is also the preliminary ritual refining. It is important to know that both high-grade magical weapons and top-grade magical weapons have forbidden patterns. Only after the monks have imprinted them with their own divine consciousness marks can they continue to refine the forbidden patterns and tap into their potential.
After refining the Jade Flame Sword, Han Changlin used the sword control skills recorded in the Unnamed Sword Art to control the Jade Flame Sword as before.
Under the control of Han Changlin, the green flame sword was seen tumbling up and down in the cave, and the dazzling sword light kept flashing, like a startling light and lightning.
When dancing, the sword makes the sound of a dragon roar, swirls the air, and flies upside down.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day of departure.
On this day, the morning light dewed slightly, and the earth gradually woke up. In the cave, Han Changlin had already made preparations, and his energy and spirit were adjusted to perfection.
On that day, when Zhu Dehai summoned his group, he had already made a plan. Now it was time to set off, but Han Changlin didn't know the specific mission.
Due to time constraints, Han Changlin could not refine all the forbidden patterns in Qianhan Bell and Jade Flame Sword even if he stepped up his efforts to refine them. Therefore, he had to hope that he would have free time later.
After all, the sooner you refine it, the sooner your safety will be improved.
Taking a deep breath, Han Changlin pushed open the stone door and walked out of the cave. Then he summoned the Red Dragon Sword and headed towards the square of Luodao Peak.
Along the way, Han Changlin could also see some figures walking in the same direction around him, and these people were also colleagues on the mission here.
Within half the time of the incense stick, Han Changlin had already appeared in the square.
At this time, almost forty monks had gathered in the square.
"It seems that the situation in Chibarren Plain is more cruel than I imagined. There are so many disciples."
In a corner of the square, Han Changlin sat cross-legged and observed the surroundings. He saw monks arriving one after another. At this moment, there were more than a hundred monks, and the number was still increasing.
As time passed, the Qi Refining disciples who went to the front line this time gradually arrived, and everyone looked ready to go.
But just as the red sun was rising, three figures were seen walking out of Hongyue Hall.
"What, Uncle Wu is actually leading the team this time!"
Han Changlin in the corner of the square looked at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with some gray hair on his temples, his eyes moved slightly.
Han Changlin, who had been in the Yuling Sect for many years, naturally knew this Master Wu's uncle. His name was Wu Xuanyi, and he was in the middle stage of pill formation.
And he also has another identity, the only disciple of the ancestor of the Yuling Sect. Regardless of his cultivation level or status, he plays a decisive role in the Yuling Sect.
"The time has come. Disciples who come here in the future will be treated as traitors to the sect."
Wu Xuanyi's face was calm and he glanced at everyone. His cultivation in the middle stage of pill formation was fully revealed at this moment, making everyone's breathing tight.
But the next moment, the terrifying aura disappeared completely, and he waved his sleeves, and a giant spiritual boat appeared in the sky above the square.
The boat swelled in the wind, and in an instant it turned into a giant boat about seventy or eighty feet long. It was basically the same style as the Xuanyun Boat. The whole body of the spirit boat was pitch black, with various talismans tattooed on it. .
"Get in the boat quickly and set off immediately."
Wu Xuanyi's voice rang in everyone's ears, and he himself led the two foundation-building monks to fly towards the giant spirit boat.
For a moment, everyone used their own light body techniques to fly towards the giant spirit boat, and Han Changlin also flew up with them, and found a place to sit down.
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"The battle ahead is tense. Master Qian, if there is no problem, please sail quickly."
At the bow of the ship, Wu Xuanyi looked at the Qi Refining disciples who had all boarded the ship. After appraising the number of people, he said calmly.
"Yes, Master Wu."
On the left side of Wu Xuanyi stood a middle-aged monk in blue robes with a Chinese character for his face.
After hearing what Wu Xuanyi said, he quickly replied.
Then he unknowingly took out a huge bronze compass and started to use his magic power.
As for Wu Xuanyi, he did not choose to enter the cabin. Instead, he chose to sit down cross-legged and close his eyes to adjust his breathing.
And with the control of the middle-aged monk in blue robes, the entire giant boat burst into dazzling light. As a layer of faint cyan light envelope enveloped the entire giant boat, the giant boat soared into the sky and was no longer visible in the blink of an eye. trace.
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