In the room, Meng Jing's body suddenly stood on the ground.
The huge body made both Black Qi and Spirit Weapon tremble when they saw this scene.
Then, they looked at each other and nodded in unison.
Fortunately they chose to follow this young man.
Otherwise, the end would not be so miserable!
With such a heaven-defying cultivation speed, who can catch up?
I’m afraid it wouldn’t be enough even if it were a god!
"Traditional Chinese medicine has made a breakthrough, so cool!"
Meng Jing breathed out a breath of relief, feeling extremely emotional in his heart.
After breaking through to the Spirit King realm, his strength increased more than ten times, and he also felt how powerful the Spirit King realm was.
If he hadn't been in the Su family now, Meng Jing would have wanted to punch him now to see how powerful this Spirit King realm was.
"Congratulations, sir, for breaking through to the realm of the Spiritual King!"
"Congratulations, sir, for breaking through to the realm of the Spiritual King!"
When Lingqi and Heiqi saw the delighted Meng Jing, they also clenched their fists in sincere respect.
Meng Dingding nodded, and then he touched his fingertips, and a drop of red-gold liquid floated on his fingertips.
"You took it and absorbed it!"
I was really happy to have reached the realm of the Spirit King. Meng Jing didn't care about the preciousness of such a drop of blood, so he directly took out a drop and dropped it in front of the other party.
Looking at the golden droplet floating in front of him, Heiqi's eyes were hot and his breathing became rapid.
That's dragon blood!
Although it is not very pure, it is relatively precious!
Your Excellency is so generous as to give me such a drop, how can you not be excited?
After carefully taking the drop of dragon blood from Meng Jing's palm, he also swallowed the black energy.
The next moment, the whole person's aura also surged.
Soon, Meng Jing stopped at the peak of the ninth level of the spiritual realm, and Meng Jing nodded when he saw hoist.
This guy still has a small realm, and his cultivation level can break through to the same level as himself.
However, Meng Jing was not in a hurry to let the other party break through to the realm of the Spiritual King.
It is better to let the opponent lay a solid foundation of cultivation first. If the foundation is not solid, the breakthrough is likely to fail.
As for why he didn't fail, Meng Jing felt that he was like this because of his system.
Without a system, he was not sure whether he would be able to break through successfully.
Therefore, Meng Jing did not dare to guarantee it.
However, it is not bad to be able to break through to such a level of cultivation. At least there are very few people in Xuanwu Town who can defeat him.
For now, it's all taken care of.
Meng Jing glanced around and saw that this huge sword pavilion was basically no longer human-like and had been emptied by himself.
The spiritual weapons on the first and second levels were basically recycled by me.
As for the upper levels of spiritual weapons, the number is less than a hundred because of the sword pavilion master.
But fortunately, the cultivation level of these hundred swords is not low, and all of them have given birth to sword spirits.
If cultivated, it can be regarded as a good fighting ability.
Of course, the biggest recipient was the fact that he had acquired figures of the level of the Ten Elders, the Three Emperors, and the Master of the Sword Pavilion.
Every strong person brought out can cause a sensation in Xuanwu Town.
Because this kind of strength is too powerful!
There is almost no second existence in Xuanwu Town.
As for the Jiange, it was basically in ruins and was in a mess.
Meng Jingdu who could be recycled has been recycled into ordinary spiritual stones, and the rest is a pile of garbage that is worse than garbage.
Looking at the bulging things stuffed in the backpack, he also smiled lightly.
Then, with a wave of his hand, Su Qiusheng was put into the ring and held the spiritual weapon in his hand.
Then, he walked out of the sword pavilion.
"Out?"
Not long after Meng Jinggang walked out, an old voice sounded from behind.
"Otherwise, elder!"
Meng Jing smiled.
"I'm curious that you have found a suitable spiritual weapon after staying in there for so long?"
Meng Jing shook his head, and then a look of disdain appeared on the old man's face.
"Why didn't you find it? What is the spiritual weapon in your hand?"
"Oh, this is for your Su family!"
Meng Jing explained.
This spiritual weapon itself is a sword spirit created by the soul of Su Qiu Shan, the first patriarch of their Su family, and stored in it.
Although he didn't find a suitable spiritual weapon for him, he had received a lot of sword spirits.
As he spoke, Meng Jing pushed the spiritual weapon in his hand in front of the old man.
It turned out that the old man still had a bit of disdain on his face, thinking that for such a waste, he would have some good spiritual weapons to give to the Su family.
After seeing the spiritual weapon again, his eyes widened a lot.
He looked at the spiritual weapon in that waste's hand with a surprised expression.
"This is a spiritual weapon for a low-grade Xuan-level spiritual cultivator. How can you, a loser like you, be able to obtain such a spiritual weapon?"
The old man also didn't believe it.
How could a useless person whose strength was only in the spirit transformation realm make a spiritual weapon in the realm of spiritual cultivators be so obedient?
You must know that this spiritual weapon also has strict standards for the master's strength. Once there is a spiritual weapon that is not as powerful as them and wants to recognize them as the master's spiritual weapon, there will be resistance.
And the spiritual weapon in the hand of the loser in front of him was indeed lying motionless in Meng Jing's hand.
If he hadn't felt the aura of the sword spirit on this spiritual weapon, he would have thought that this waste had used a waste spiritual weapon without a sword core to fool him.
But for such a spiritual weapon, the other party actually gave it to the Su family. This is incredible!
"Elder, why don't you want it? If you don't want it, I might consider not giving it to the elder!"
As he said that, Meng Jing pretended to retract his hand, and the old man also saw that Meng Jing wanted to take the spiritual weapon back, so how could he be willing?
Immediately, he stretched out an old hand and grabbed the spiritual weapon from Meng Jing's hand.
After getting the spiritual weapon, there was a smile on that old face.
"What a wonderful spiritual weapon!"
This spiritual weapon has reached the pinnacle of craftsmanship, both in terms of appearance and strength.
only!
Seeing this, the old man also frowned slightly.
This spiritual weapon is indeed perfect, but don’t forget where this spiritual weapon came from.
This spiritual weapon was obtained from this waste, and this waste had just walked out of the sword pavilion.
In other words, this spiritual weapon came from the Sword Pavilion.
If there is such a perfect spiritual weapon, how could anyone be stupid enough to throw this spiritual weapon into the sword pavilion?
Those are all places where swords are useless and miserable. Almost all of them are either broken or the blade is not sharp.
How could there be such a perfect sword?
After putting away the spiritual weapon, the old man was about to ask, but found that the young man had already disappeared.
"It's really weird that you don't keep such a good thing for yourself!"
The old man also looked at Meng Jing's leaving figure and muttered silently without saying anything else.
On the contrary, Meng Jing walked all the way to his room after leaving.
At this time, there was a slim little girl standing in front of her door.
Seeing Meng Jing coming, her pretty face was also very sad.
"Uncle~"
"Okay Xiaoqing, I have told you many times that I am not your uncle. Now that I am leaving the Su family, I am not your uncle anymore. Do you understand?"
Meng Jing smiled and touched the other party's head.
Unexpectedly, he was about to leave the Su family, and there would be such a little girl thinking about him.
"But, uncle..."
Xiao Qing also wanted to say something but swallowed it back.
Meng Jing also touched the ring, looked around and saw no one around.
He took out the spirit stone from the ring and handed it to Xiao Qing.
"I know you have a younger brother in the Su Mansion, so I'll give this spirit stone to you. You can give it to your younger brother to break through in cultivation. Do you hear me?"
With that said, Meng Jing was about to stuff the spirit stone into Xiao Qing's hand.
Xiao Qing also quickly shook her head to refuse, her eyes sparkling with tears.
"Uncle, you are so kind to Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing didn't even help me..."
Meng Jing smiled, glanced at the lonely courtyard, and then glanced at the sky.
"Having Xiaoqing by your side is the greatest help to me!"
At this point, the Su family entered the family and came to an end.
