Xuanhuan: I slash the sky with one sword

Chapter 16

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cabinet.Wang Han came to verify the identity of the true disciple.In front of the door, there were two old men in red clothes, one tall and one short. They both had ruddy complexions and small eyes like soybeans.The breath is deep.It is the cultivation of the foundation of Dzogchen.

When Wang Han came, the two squinted at him a few times, and stretched out their hands to block the way.

"The important place in the cabinet is not allowed to enter without authorization, and anyone who violates it will be cut off!" The two old men stared at the white-clothed young man and blocked them.

Wang Han had a respectful expression on his face, so he had no choice but to respectfully explain to the two of them:
"Disciple Wang Han came to verify the identity information of the true disciple! This is the disciple's inner sect identity token..." Wang Han took out the identity token on his waist.

"Wang Han?" The two stared at Wang Han upon hearing this.The face is very raw, but seeing that Wang Han is only about 20 years old, at this age he has broken through the foundation building barrier.The talent is extremely high and the future is limitless.Compared with the inner sect Tianjiao Ma Dahu not long ago, he is not too shy.It's just that Wang Han's name is unknown...

Wang Han's name is only resounding in the outer door.When you get to the inner gate, you don't have much reputation.Therefore, the two elders of the cabinet had never heard of Wang Han's son.

The two checked the identity token and Wang Han's foundation building aura, and made sure there was nothing wrong with it.This is the only way to let go...

The process went smoothly, Wang Han successfully registered the identity information of the true disciple, and the waist card was changed from the inner sect to the real sect.The Zongmen distributed 30 yuan of middle-level spirit stones...and three bottles of foundation-level spirit pills...

Lingshi is divided into low-level, middle-level, high-level, and top-grade. It is not known whether there are better spirit stones.Low-level spirit stones don't have much brilliance to speak of, nor much aura to absorb.When it reaches the middle level, it is green and misty, and the aura contained is far from comparable to that of the low level.The higher-level ones after that are blue and misty, and the aura contained in them has reached the level that Jindan monks can benefit from.As for the last top-grade spirit stone, it is a piece of purple mist, but the number of top-grade stones produced is very small due to the lack of spiritual energy in this world, and even the Yuanying ancestor may not have a few pieces!

Wang Han is no stranger to mid-level spirit stones.He killed He Jiuxiao before and obtained more than [-] middle-level spirit stones... As for the foundation-building pill, he was no stranger to killing He Jiuxiao before, and he had seen the foundation-building pill...

in addition.True disciples still have another chance to choose a cultivation method...a foundation-building magic weapon.

Gongfa Pavilion.

When Wang Han came out, he had an extra copy of "Tiandang Three Fingers" in his hand.There are three types of this exercise.You can practice until the golden core stage.Excellent skills.It's just that practicing this technique is very difficult.The elder of Gongfa Pavilion also advised the young Wang Han not to be too tall and far away.It is better to choose an upper-middle-level exercise.In order to avoid wasting time in vain practicing superior exercises.Wang Han didn't listen.

Lianbao Pavilion.

Choose the place for the magic weapon of foundation building.

Inch blue tiles, red stone paving.

Cabinet.

"Boy, who is the name, report it!" Wang Hanfang entered, and there was a gloomy voice in front of him.

The voice sounded creepy and extremely eerie, as if it wasn't a human voice.

Wang Han saw two transparent stone chambers in front of him.Two old guys, a man and a woman, stood at the door of the stone room.

One left and one right.

The person on the left has disheveled hair, so he can't tell whether he is old or middle-aged.A tattered Taoist robe with many patches.He also held a small rusty hammer in his hand.

Wang Han pursed his lips that had dried up at some point, and then turned his gaze to the person in the right room.

The person in the right room was an ugly old woman in red, with disheveled hair and a dry face.

The images of these two people are both treacherous!
And the voice of the gloomy and mediocre just now came from the broken and old way.

Looking at the aura of the two of them again, Wang Han was really shocked three times.

Master Jindan...

The aura of the two treacherous people in front of them is stronger than that of the two guards of the Gongfa Pavilion.

"Disciple Wang Han!"

"I'm promoted to a true disciple today. I'm here to pick out the benefits of the sect for a true disciple: the foundation-building magic weapon!"

Wang Han showed the identity token of the true disciple, indicating his intention to come.

The broken old man stared at Wang Han, and said: "It really is a new true disciple. Go in." After speaking, he added: "My second elder is the ambassador of the Lianbao Pavilion. If you need to refine The magic weapon can also be handed over to the old man for refining. Zongmen disciples get [-]% discount. The reward is very cheap."

The old woman in red also smiled and said: "The old woman is in charge of alchemy. If you want any rare panacea, you can ask the old woman to refine it. Disciples in the sect will get [-]% discount. The reward is very cheap."

Alchemy?

Wang Han was speechless. He wanted to ignore the two of them, but he turned around and thought about it.There are really excellent materials in his storage bag that need to be refined into magic weapons.

Thirty-six bone spurs... the remains of bones discovered together with the Nine Yin Demon Sutra and the Holy Fire Order.But he is not in a hurry.Let's get the benefits of the sect first.

"The disciple has nothing to refine for the time being..."

The faces of the two were serious, and the broken old man said lazily: "Boy, you have a magic weapon to choose, follow me!"

Wang Han nodded again and again, and walked slowly towards the stone room on the right.

But when he was halfway there, there was a loud shock under his feet, and a white wind flashed above his head.A white mist suddenly rolled up, and the young man's body immediately became blurred.

Wang Han was startled.

spinning around...

When he looked again, Wang Han had fallen into a closed room.

A little white mist drifts above the head, and the red stones under the feet are built.

The interior space is not large, and there are three wooden frames in total.

Wang Han took a closer look and swept the three wooden frames. Just as he was about to do something, a broken old man's voice came from above his head: "Don't go any further, there is a strict prohibition from the old man ahead, which wooden frame do you value?" Just tell me about the treasure on the road, the old man will bring it to you!"

Wang Han was startled again. When he looked up, he happened to see a figure walking in the white mist.You know that this is a dilapidated old way standing in the air!

Wang Han stopped worrying and turned to look at the three wooden frames!
Soon, Wang Han's expression became puzzled. There was nothing on the three wooden frames in front of his eyes. There was nothing. How can we talk about treasures?Just when Wang Han was puzzled, he listened to the broken old Taoist's explanation: "You don't have enough spiritual consciousness to see the blindness here, so just tell me which wooden frame you like."

After saying this, the broken old man said no more, and quietly hovered in the white mist.

Wang Han was taken aback when he heard this, and looked at the three almost identical wooden frames rather speechlessly.

"The one in the middle..."

After a while.Wang Han shook his head and pointed to the central wooden frame.

"Have you chosen?"

The broken old man immediately got the order, stretched out his hand to grab it, and suddenly the white mist rolled, Wang Han's eyes turned white and disappeared into the room.

spinning around...

Wang Han returned to the red stone passage again, and the broken old Taoist also flickered away. The difference between returning to the transparent stone room was that there was an extra green leather wooden box in the old Taoist's hand.

"Catch it, boy!" The broken old man threw it casually, and the green leather wooden box floated above Wang Han's head.

Wang Han hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it, and the blue box about the size of a sword box fell firmly into his hand.

"You kid is lucky, you got this pair of high-quality flying swords and green shadow swords!" The broken old man shook the scattered scalp on the top of his head, and laughed.

When Wang Han heard this, he was overjoyed and opened the lid of the box!

"Puff!" With the opening of the sword box, two streaks of blue light flew out, leaving Wang Han's palm in an instant, hovering above his head, radiating in all directions.

"The quality of this pair of flying swords is extremely good, enough to be used until the golden core stage. What are you doing in a daze, why don't you rush to recognize the master with blood... This pair of flying swords has been silent in the secret room for too long, and their spirituality is about to dissipate. It was revealed by you today. This is your chance." The broken old man hastily reminded.

After Wang Han heard this, he tapped the center of his eyebrows with two fingers, forcing out two drops of natal essence blood.

With the help of Fa Jue with both hands, the two drops of blood immediately spun around and flew towards the flying sword above his head.

"Puff..." Two blue lights flashed, but they dodged away.

Wang Han was stunned for a moment, and then he increased his magic power, mobilizing two drops of blood essence to chase after him.

Just like that, Wang Han's face turned pale after a stick of incense, but fortunately, the flying sword in front of him returned to calm.

The blood essence of life is the origin of a monk. A cultivation base like Wang Han dares to consume two grains of blood essence at once, which is extremely exhausting.Feel weak!
Wang Han flicked his fingers and hooked the two green swords in front of him.

Immediately, a trembling sword chant "buzzing" came from the body of the sword.

"Boy, just use your current mana to move one sword. If you use both swords together, you may run out of mana in just a few moves! Remember!!" said the broken old man.

When Wang Han heard the old Taoist's warning, he immediately clasped his fists respectfully: "Disciple, remember!"

When he just recognized the master, Wang Han also noticed that the pair of green swords contained extremely high spirituality, even on top of the pair of blood blades seized from He Jiuxiao.Recalling that he was very happy with the two remaining sword pieces left by Senior Sister Ye, and now he finally has his own superior flying sword!From nothing to today.He spent two full years!

"Boy, the welfare of the sect is over. You really don't have the materials to refine the magic weapon?" Seeing that Feijian had stabilized, the broken old man shook his head and asked again.

"Uh……"

"The disciple here is..."

"here has……"

"I wonder if senior can refine it?"

Wang Han took out the storage bag, rummaged through it and took out 36 bones that were as white as silk.

"Crash!" As soon as the 36 white bones appeared, it caused a chill.

The indoor temperature is a bit cold out of thin air.

This is exactly the remains of the skeleton found together with the Holy Fire Order and the Nine Yin Demon Scriptures.

"Huh?" The old broken old man's eyes lit up.

"Boy, your white bones look so strange! Where did you get them?" The old man stared at the thick bones scattered on the ground, looking very moved.

Wang Han smiled and said, "The disciple picked it up!"

"Where did you pick it up?" The old man was amazed, checked it, and said, "This texture, this bone, must have been dead for hundreds of years. It hasn't melted yet. This person was at least a Nascent Soul in life. Master..." The old Taoist's eyes lit up.He couldn't help staring at Wang Han again.A thoughtful look.

Hearing this, Wang Han frowned, and said, "I picked it up in a cave."

"Tsk tsk, don't be afraid! The old man is just curious. You don't have to be nervous. Where you picked up what you picked up is your chance! Don't worry, there is no problem in refining the magic weapon from these 36 bone spurs. If this magic weapon is refined, it is estimated that it can reach Gold-level magic weapon... However, it may take a lot of time to refine this treasure. It is estimated that it will take at least a year... Later, you will have to spend some time refining it into your own magic weapon... As for the reward... But It's not very cheap!" The old man chuckled.

"How many spirit stones..." Wang Han's heart tightened.

The broken old man stretched out five fingers, "Five hundred intermediate spirit stones!"

Five... five hundred...

(End of this chapter)