Hongmeng Emperor Zun

Chapter 32 Arcana
It is a matter of life and death, Fengqing can only try her best!

Fortunately, refining the magic weapon is not about sitting quietly and enlightening the Tao. You don't need to concentrate and have no other distractions. You just need to concentrate, even if you have a little concentration, it doesn't matter. So Feng Qing ordered "Consonance a little bit" to observe the situation. If the tortoise has the upper hand again, remind yourself.

After stepping aside, Feng Qing restored Xian'a Jian to Jianwan's appearance, held it in the palm of her hand, then sat on the ground, and slowly closed her eyes.

After inserting her spiritual consciousness into Xian'a sword, Feng Qing was once again placed in that incomparably fantastic world, with countless stars and a bright Milky Way in sight, Feng Qing's spiritual sense was like a drop in the ocean, and she was incomparably incomparable in Xian'a Small.

As far as ordinary magic weapons are concerned, it is not difficult to refine the first few layers of restrictions. Even a person with an extremely ordinary talent and aptitude can succeed with a little effort.But this Xian'e sword is not an ordinary magic weapon, it only has the first layer of restriction, which is easier to refine, and there is no trace of the second layer of restriction. Find the opportunity to refine the second layer of restriction!

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Dustpan Taoist stared at Feng Qing, who was sitting quietly and closed his eyes not far away, and sighed: "This kid actually refined a magic weapon in front of the old man. This courage alone is worthy of the old man's praise!"

After sighing, Taoist Dustpan frowned again.

Dustpan Taoist has lived for thousands of years, and his vision and insight are naturally not comparable to that of a stunned young man like Feng Qing. When Feng Qing swung his first sword, he could already conclude that the flying sword in Feng Qing's hand was definitely a fairy-level sword His flying sword may even be the legendary true fairy-level flying sword.

"This kid obviously only has the cultivation base of the sixth level of martial arts, why does he have a flying sword at the level of a fairy in his hand? Weird! Weird!" After a pause, Taoist Dustpan thought again: "Xuannvtian is about to When he was alive, he broke in by accident, and the fate between him and Xuannvtian is obviously beyond doubt, if he can overcome this catastrophe, his future achievements will be limitless!"

After thinking about it, Taoist Dustpan turned his head to look at his companion soul, the golden turtle.

Xuannv Tian is now a thing without an owner, so the fairy statue as the center can only absorb the spiritual power of a hundred miles, but cannot mobilize the spiritual power in the entire Xuannv Tian, ​​and its power is greatly reduced. Only in the wrestling of images can we have a slight upper hand.

If it hadn't been for Fengqing's horizontal thrust just now, the golden turtle would have pushed away the fairy statue that was pressing on Taoist Dustpan by now.

Xian'a's sword light is unrivaled, and although the golden tortoise has withstood Feng Qing's dozens of swords, it is not as easy as it appears.Every time a sword light is offset, the golden tortoise will consume a lot of spiritual power. One sword and two swords are okay, but after dozens of sword strikes in a row, the spiritual power on its body will be consumed at all times.

If Taoist Dustpan was not suppressed by the fairy statue, then the golden turtle would be able to obtain a steady stream of spiritual power supplements from Taoist Dustpan. Even if Feng Qing broke his arm, he would not be able to break through its defense. Known for its strengths, coupled with its innate supernatural powers, even a strong man comparable to the dustpan Taoist can easily not break through the defense of the golden turtle.

But right now Taoist Dustpan is suppressed by the fairy statue, and he can't take care of himself, so he can't replenish the spiritual power for the golden tortoise. Before the second-level ban, the fairy statue that was suppressed on Taoist Dustpan was lifted, and Taoist Dustpan will be defeated!
Dustpan Taoist is well aware of his own situation.Fairy Statue's late attack really put him in the army. It not only disrupted his overall plan, but also made him fall into a passive state. Right now, he can only hope that his companion soul, the golden tortoise, can get rid of it as soon as possible. As for the fairy statue, as long as his true self is out of trouble, no matter what magic weapon Feng Qing has in his hand, it will be useless.

This stalemate lasted for seven days. During the seven days, the golden tortoise and the fairy statue used their own methods, and the orange halo and the colorful mysterious light fought endlessly. After a lot of fighting, the golden tortoise once again gained the upper hand.

Seeing that the golden tortoise was about to topple the fairy statue that was suppressing Taoist Dustpan, he did not dare to be careless, and quickly warned Fengqing through his spiritual sense.

At this moment, Feng Qing opened her eyes, and with a wave of her hand, a slender sword glow appeared in response, cutting off several orange halos of the golden turtle, and finally the sword glow dissipated on the golden turtle's tortoise. back.

Feng Qing sighed softly: "Hey, I still can't hurt this tortoise!"

Daoist Dustpan's heart sank, and what worried him even more was that the sword light that Feng Qing swung at this time was much stronger than it was seven days ago. The daily refinement has yielded results.

Dustpan Taoist couldn't help asking: "Little friend, how many layers of restriction have you refined with this sword?"

Feng Qing didn't hide anything, and replied: "It's ashamed to say, I just refined it to the second level of restriction!"

Dustpan Taoist's expression froze when he heard the words, and then he shouted: "Impossible! Even if you have a real fairy-level flying sword in your hand, it is absolutely impossible with your cultivation in the Condensation Stage and the power of the second layer of prohibition. Not relying on sword skills, the power of the sword array, just by slashing my golden turtle's basalt god power ring!"

Feng Qing looked indifferent and did not explain.

Dustpan Taoist narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and asked, "Could it be that the flying sword in your hand is not a real fairy?"

Feng Qing restored Xian'a Jianwan into Xian'a Jian, then put it flat in front of Dustpan Taoist, and said: "This is Xian'a sword, which has 33 layers of restraints. It is condensed from the essence of the moon. It can move stars and hold Mingyue, fix the Yin and cold, cut the golden body, break the soul, have no shadow and form, and the gods and demons are easy to remove! The junior is incompetent, really only refined the second layer of restriction, and even one ten thousandth of the power of the Xian'a sword can't be displayed. !"

After listening to Fengqing's words, Taoist Dustpan smiled miserably: "After 700 years of hard work, I made wedding clothes for others. What a pain! What a pain!"

Feng Qing said sincerely: "Senior, you have shown mercy several times, this junior will remember it in my heart!"

Dustpan Taoist put on a serious face at this time: "You can live until now because of your own strong luck, you don't need to thank me! I only have one question, old man, where did you get this Xian'a sword?"

"Senior, do you still remember Xiaocui?"

Dustpan Taoist said: "It is the little boy you want the old Taoist to accept as a registered disciple!"

Feng Qing nodded. "Well, it's her, she gave me this Qian'a sword, so I have to save her no matter what!"

Dustpan Taoist originally wanted to ask how Xiaocui got Xian'a sword, but when he thought about his situation, he didn't bother to ask any more, he just waved his hand and recalled the golden turtle back into his body, and then said to Fengqing: "Your cultivation base is too low, even if you hold the treasure in your hand, you can't kill the old Taoist!"

"This junior doesn't want to kill you, I just want to trap you temporarily!"

Dustpan Taoist sighed: "Hey, you have this Qian'a sword, I am afraid that the old Taoist will be suppressed by you forever!"

(End of this chapter)