"The appearance of an immortal."
Looking at the golden writing in front of him, the ideological Zhao Huai couldn't help but murmur.
He really didn't expect that after surviving this crisis, he would actually obtain the emperor's fate.
This is the first emperor-grade destiny he has seen and obtained, and it is indeed extraordinary.
Reborn.
There are no bottlenecks, and you can understand it at a glance.
What is this concept?
The road to immortality is flat, which means that I finally have the qualifications to become an immortal!
My goal all along is to seek immortality.
When he learned that the path to heaven and earth was cut off, his heart went cold.
Now that he has the [Stage of Immortal], his future path has been determined.
Thinking of this, Zhao Huai's clear eyes radiated with burning light, and at the same time, infinite heat surged in his heart.
Aim for the road to eternal life and look forward to the passage of time.
There is no need to say much about this destiny. The words "human and immortal" alone are enough to illustrate its gold content.
"Absorb it."
Zhao Huai said softly.
Then the entire sea of consciousness was wrapped in the golden light emanating from the center, and the sea of qi, spiritual power, including the golden elixir, were all sublimated.
now.
Yu Qinghan, who was outside, carefully discovered that her husband's chest was emitting a faint golden light, and the aura of heaven and earth flowed violently, as if it had turned into a pen.
Something was drawn on Zhao Huai's chest.
"This position is the golden elixir. What's going on? Did my husband suddenly have an epiphany?"
Yu Qinghan looked at Zhao Huai's chest in confusion, his eyes full of doubts.
It's not like she hasn't heard of the rumors about Occasional Avenue.
But nothing happened just now.
Fortunately, it doesn't seem like a bad thing, and the changes in my husband's body are actually very miraculous.
Just when Yu Qinghan was thinking this.
Zhao Huai, who was immersed in the sea of consciousness, was surprised to find that after condensing the golden elixir, he could still continue to refine the golden elixir, and there was hope for the ninth turn.
In fact, this also exists, there is no absolute in everything.
After breaking through the golden elixir, there are some special cases that can subsequently increase the number of golden elixir revolutions, but such examples are very rare. They usually have great opportunities and obtain precious heavenly and earthly treasures, and then they can reshape the golden elixir.
After all, the qualifications at the time of condensation are here, and it is still difficult to go beyond the original framework in the future.
In addition, Zhao Huai heard it mentioned by Demon Situ Huan and Elder Bai.
This world seems unable to support monks in condensing higher-speed golden elixirs.
The number of revolutions is nothing more than a masterpiece of heavenly seal carving.
The cultivation of the eighth-turn golden elixir and even the ninth-turn golden elixir does not seem to be achieved through qualifications and talents as before, but requires other external forces to achieve it.
Take Zhao Huai himself as an example, he doesn't know how he broke through to the eighth level.
I only remember that I drank the fire dragon wine and realized something, and my state of mind rose to a higher level.
As for how to advance to the ninth rank, he really didn't know.
At this time.
The invisible pen transformed from the law of heaven hung in Zhao Huai's body, but soon it dissipated.
Zhao Huai looked puzzled.
Everything else he felt had greatly increased and even transformed, except for the golden elixir that encountered obstacles.
Is it related to the environment?
Zhao Huai thought for a moment and quickly came to a conclusion.
In the future, the benefits brought by breaking the elixir to give birth to babies, manifesting the soul, and the [immortal posture] should be even greater, but for now, the Ninth Turn Golden elixir still needs another opportunity.
"Husband, husband"
A summons came from the sea of consciousness.
After Zhao Huai finished absorbing the destiny, his consciousness returned to reality.
A gentle and concerned face appeared before his eyes.
"Husband, what are you doing?"
“Having an epiphany.”
Zhao Huai smiled and explained.
"Let's go, we have to make swords."
Without saying a word, Zhao Huai took the other party's hand and came to the door of Tianduan Villa.
Yu Qinghan looked at his appearance, shook his head, and decided not to think too deeply about it.
Maybe the husband got something extraordinary.
The two walked through the corridor where the apprentices were making iron tools and found Master Ruan Ban who was forging iron.
At this time, he was very busy.
"Damn it! If the Demon Sect comes here, I will be exhausted."
"Once the war starts, the ones who will be most tired will be those of us who are the blacksmiths."
Master Ruan Ban wiped his sweat, sighed, and then saw Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan, with a smile on his big nose and fleshy face:
"Hey, isn't this His Highness the Crown Prince? The ten thousand-year-old gentian has been found?"
"No."
Zhao Huai shook his head.
"Then come here."
"But I found something better."
Zhao Huai smiled and took out a piece of shimmering, fish-scale-like jade from the Xuan Ring, exuding a terrifying and violent aura.
"I'll go! Dragon Clan Zhenlin!"
Master Ruan Ban was very knowledgeable. He snatched the Black Yao Zhenlin, stared at the dragon scales with wide eyes, and said in shock:
"And it's still a hundred thousand years old. You killed a dragon?"
"No way. This dragon's Taoism is at least a hundred thousand years old. Where did you get it?"
Master Ruan Ban's eyes showed deep curiosity.
He has lived for most of his life and has seen tens of thousands of precious materials, not millions.
This 100,000-year-old Zhenlin Xianyu is definitely one of the best!
"Replaced."
Zhao Huai said honestly.
"Oh My God!"
Master Ruan Ban immediately sighed, beat his chest and said bitterly: "What kind of fool would exchange such a precious thing."
Zhao Huai smiled lightly when he saw the other party's reaction. He was not surprised. This was also what he expected.
Whoever it was, wouldn't be able to calm down after seeing the dragon scales.
Master Ruan Ban held the real Linxian Jade in his hands and stared at it as if appreciating a piece of art. Zhao Huai couldn't laugh or cry when he saw him like this.
Seeing this, Yu Qinghan wanted to remind him loudly, but was comforted by Zhao Huai.
Let the other person look at it for a while and don't rush.
After admiring it for a long time, Master Ruan Ban felt enough. He turned his head and said solemnly:
"This substitute of yours is not ordinary. In other words, it cannot be called a substitute. I am afraid that everything before will have to be repeated. This piece of Zhenlin is the best match!"
Hearing this, Zhao Huai seemed to have some enlightenment: "Master, what do you mean, do you want to start over and rebuild it all over again?"
"Yes, not only do you have to start over, but the sword body and blade must be made of the best materials. It is tantamount to remaking a sword." Master Ruan Ban nodded heavily.
Zhao Huai nodded, quite satisfied. He was quite relieved about Tiandian Villa. This was already one of the best places in the world of cultivating immortals for making magic weapons. How many people wanted to make swords but there was no place like this.
Master Ruan Ban held up the Zhenlin Xianyu with trembling hands, his expression was more serious than ever before, and said:
"Your Highness, don't worry. I guarantee that when the sword of yours is finally made, it will definitely be the best flying sword I have made in the past hundred years!"
"Then leave it to the master."
Zhao Huai smiled brightly and cupped his fists.
Later, Master Ruan Ban told Zhao Huai to come back in fourteen days to pick up the sword.
The sword-making cycle was twice as long as before.
Zhao Huai is also looking forward to it in his heart.
What will my natal flying sword look like in the end?
Only after he used other people's flying swords did he realize how important having a natal magic weapon is to a monk.
A suitable magic weapon can greatly enhance the strength of a monk.
Just like the magic weapon Ten Thousand Bones Purgatory Staff in Mo Zi Situ Huan's hand, Xue Ren Tu of Blood Abyss Palace used it to repel Hai Shengming's great magical power.
Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan were just like this, holding hands and walking among the immortal peaks.
The breeze from the mountain blew in front of the two of them, blowing Yu Qinghan's black hair, and the black hair hooked on the tip of Zhao Huai's nose.
The refreshing fragrance is so reassuring.
Zhao Huai just looked at that beautiful side face, lost in thought.
Yu Qinghan soon realized that the person next to her was not leaving. When she looked back, she found someone staring at her, so she curled her lips slightly and said angrily:
"What are you looking at? I haven't seen enough yet."
"Didn't see enough."
Zhao Huai smiled slightly, then straightened his face and said:
"Madam, please promise me that when I encounter danger in the future, you will not take risks again."
"no."
Yu Qinghan shook his head and refused.
"Why?"
Zhao Huai said with doubtful eyes.
Yu Qinghan's beautiful eyes were more serious than ever before and he said:
"Because I miss you."
"I don't want you to die in front of me first."
Zhao Huai was stunned for a moment, then his eyes showed a touch of emotion, he put on a comforting tone and chuckled:
"Your husband will not die so easily."
He can often tell fortunes and fortune-telling.
It's not that easy for ordinary people to kill him.
The atmosphere in the air gradually rose, and the two came to a rainforest peak. At this time, Yu Qinghan opened his red lips lightly and asked this sentence:
"Husband, we will never be separated again."
When Zhao Huai heard this, he immediately clasped her five jade fingers and comforted her:
"Not anymore."
"Madam, you have suffered a lot. If you had told me earlier, the King of Qin, King Yan, and the people who forced you and bullied you, if they dared to do this to you, I would definitely kill them."
Hearing Zhao Huai's resolute words, Yu Qinghan covered his mouth and chuckled, and asked:
"Are you really so tough?"
"That's how tough he is."
Zhao Huai was facing that heroic, cold and beautiful face with solemn eyes.
"If anyone dares to bully you, let alone the King of Qin and King Yan, even if it is the Immortal Buddha or the Sword Immortal Taoist, I will kill him with a sword. Regardless of whether I can beat him or not, I will fight him first!"
After hearing this, Yu Qinghan was naturally secretly happy, and her heart seemed to melt. However, she still asked with a strange look:
"Why? But husband, aren't you usually a very gentle, calm, and good-tempered person?"
"You are so impulsive about this kind of thing. If you really encounter the Sword Immortal descending to earth and the Dao Ancestor subduing the world, it would be better for your husband to leave."
Zhao Huai looked matter-of-fact, lowered his head, and said seriously: "This is different. After living for so many years, I have also been hiding for a few years, accomplishing nothing and running around. It's like living two lives. I gradually understand. To some extent, it is one thing to live a life without fighting, but it is another thing to fight or not. If a man doesn't protect his wife, he can't even protect his own wife, so what kind of man is he marrying? ?”
After hearing these words, Yu Qinghan smiled happily.
Then he took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Zhao Huai's ear:
"Husband, kiss me."
The voice was slightly hoarse, but with a hint of softness.
Zhao Huai tilted his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and reached forward.
Fingertips stroked the other person's lips, held the other person's face, and kissed him deeply.
This kiss.
Yu Qinghan's face suddenly turned red, and his plain white skin was like gelatin.
Zhao Huai's other hand was placed on the other person's thin waist, and he suddenly moved up to support the other person's shoulder.
"Alas."
The kiss lasted for half a stick of incense, and after a long time, the two separated.
After they separated, Yu Qinghan's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he pursed his lips.
"It's been a long time since I saw you, husband. Let's see how you are doing."
Hearing this, Zhao Huai couldn't stand such provocation.
He jumped alone and disappeared into the jungle.
