Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Yan Xiang nodded and said: "Yes, these ten swords are the treasures of our holy fire hall."

Ling Luo frowned more and more tightly, and said: "But Master, shouldn't we in the Holy Fire Hall concentrate on cultivating Huo Yuan? Instead of pursuing the strength of the sword, why not pursue the strength of our own strength?"

In a word, Yan Xiang was stunned when he said it.

He seemed to have been hit hard, his face turned pale, his thin lips moved slightly, and he murmured: "Is there anything wrong with pursuing the strength of the sword?"

For so many years, he has devoted himself to the art of refining weapons, just to refine more powerful swords, to enrich and strengthen the Tripod Sword Pavilion, to carry forward the Holy Fire Hall, to let the other five halls look up to the Holy Fire Hall, and to make them fear the Tripod Sword Pavilion The power of the peerless sword!

"No matter how powerful the sword is, what's the use?" Ling Luo questioned, his eyes were extremely clear, and he said in a deep voice, "Excessively powerful external forces will only shackle the development of our own strength. The brothers and sisters in the holy fire hall will also subconsciously Is it really okay to rely on Jianzhong instead of making progress?"

Yan Xiang was very surprised.

Since he started focusing on refining weapons eight years ago, his strength has been stagnant at the stage of the third-rank Martial King, and he has never been able to break through the bottleneck.

He always thought that the sword he used was not good, and he needed to find more precious spirit stones to refine a more powerful and peerless sword.

But now, after Ling Luo said this, there was a feeling of enlightenment in his heart.

It was he who went the wrong way, the wrong way.

He wholeheartedly pursued the strength of the sword, and even brought the entire Holy Fire Hall's disciples to refine weapons with him, not focusing on cultivation.

The holy fire hall became more and more desolate, and even became a blacksmith's shop for making long swords and weapons for the other five disciples, for others to drive.

Today the Holy Soil Hall asked them to forge a dozen swords, and tomorrow the Holy Golden Hall asked them to forge a dozen weapons. The Holy Fire Hall is a holy place for fire cultivators, not a weapon place!

If you want weapons, go down to Shengxiu Mountain to buy them yourself. If you want a good weapon, you can do tasks to accumulate points and exchange them in the academy. Why should they do it in the Holy Fire Hall? !

Overnight, countless years flashed through Yan Xiang's mind, enlightened and enlightened.

He was wrong.

Too wrong!

Yan Xiang raised his head suddenly, raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, King Wu's coercion permeated the sky for a long time.

Yan Xiang's roar quickly attracted all the disciples on the Holy Fire Peak.

Those who are not qualified to enter the Tripod Sword Pavilion are waiting outside the door, and those who have the ability to enter the Tripod Sword Pavilion are waiting at the gate of the Sword Tomb.

"Master!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Master, did you encounter any accident?"

Outside the gate of Jianzhong, the extremely anxious voices of the disciples came.

Yan Xiang yelled enough, and the depression that had accumulated in his heart for eight years was completely released at once.

There was an enlightened smile on his face.

However, he stretched out his hand, and the ten peerless swords stood behind him one by one, obeying the command of the master.

"Xu Huang, go and call all the disciples of the Holy Fire Hall to the Sword Tomb. I have something very important to announce as a teacher!"

Yan Xiang looked anxiously at the entrance of the sword mound, and shouted to the second disciple Xu Huang who was looking inside.

Xu Huang was taken aback.

Let all the disciples enter the Sword Tomb?

Isn't he and the senior brother only qualified to enter Jianzhong? The senior brother is still in a coma. Master, he must have been stimulated by something, right?