Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1230 Glazed Sword
Han Zhong hurriedly changed his words again: "However, I changed my mind and decided not to kill you."

Zhao Yifan suddenly felt dumbfounded, and said, "Then Han Zhong, what happened to make you suddenly change your mind about wanting to kill me?"

Han Zhong smiled and said: "After the fall of Tianyang City, all the disciples of the Spring Wind Pavilion ran away, but you didn't run away, but hid nearby for seven days, and then tried to rescue the rest.

I, Han Zhong, have never liked those sect disciples.

The disciples of the sect didn't pay attention to casual cultivators like me at all.

But you are willing to risk your life for a group of ordinary people with no cultivation.

There is a word Zhong in my name, Han Zhong. This word always reminds me that I must be loyal, filial, righteous, and honest.

That is real living. "

Zhao Yifan felt a little surprised, and said, "That's right, and I totally agree with what you said.

There is just one thing that puzzles me, why do you know my surname is Zhao?"

Han Zhong smiled slightly, took out a portrait from the storage jade tablet, spread it out and said, "This is a portrait that Wushuangmen sent to us casual practitioners.

Anyone who can kill him can become an inner disciple of Wushuangmen.

For this reason, for casual cultivators like me, there are many people who are resisting monsters while looking for your whereabouts.

Wushuang goalkeeper, what you said is a heinous crime, but after talking with you, I don't think so.

I, Han Zhong, are pretty accurate at seeing people. "

After finishing speaking, Han Zhong showed a very simple and honest smile.

Zhao Yifan frowned slightly, this Han Zhong smiled bluntly, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of skin.

Han Zhong also noticed Zhao Yifan's doubts, and said in a heavy tone: "Zhao Yifan, Han once said that he didn't have many friends, but in fact it has something to do with my appearance."

After all, Han Zhong actually tore off the layer of skin on his face. He thought he saw a bloody face, but after tearing off the skin, Han Zhong had obvious burns on half of his face. No other problems either.

Zhao Yifan had seen things like burns a lot, and he soon became familiar with them.

Han Zhong saw that there was no disgust in Zhao Yifan's eyes, he smiled and said, "Zhao Yifan, you are really different from other sect disciples.

When they saw me, it was like seeing a ghost. "

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "The skin is just a virtual image. What I value more is a person's character. Those people are too superficial, and Fellow Daoist Han doesn't need to have the same knowledge as them."

While speaking, Zhao Yifan reached out to touch the human skin mask in Han Zhong's hand, and said, "This human skin mask is like a touchstone, people who are truly willing to be friends with you will never care about your appearance.

Keeping it will cause you a lot of troubles, how about giving it to me? "

Han Zhong was slightly taken aback, with a moved expression on his face, and offered the human skin mask with both hands, "If Brother Zhao likes it, just take it, and Han feels that what you said is very reasonable, and it's not good to cover it up." .”

Zhao Yifan nodded, took the human skin mask, put it on his face, and changed his clothes in an instant.

Seeing this, Han Zhong asked in confusion, "Senior Brother Zhao, why are you doing this?"

Zhao Yifan said: "There are my enemies in the place I'm going to, and this mask of yours can just come in handy to cover up my identity.

By the way, besides wanting to kill me, do you really intend to join Chunfeng Pavilion? "

Han Zhong lowered his head and looked bitter, and said: "At first, Han didn't have a good impression of the sect, but if there was Brother Zhao in the Spring Wind Pavilion, I would have no complaints when I joined the Spring Wind Pavilion."

Zhao Yifan nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Then, Han Zhong, you and I will be friends from now on, and now we are going to Longguan Pass, you can call me Senior Brother, you must not call me Senior Brother Zhao, or It's called by his first name.

Otherwise, it will bring me terrible trouble. "

friend?

Han Zhong was moved for a moment, he actually has a friend!Moreover, the other party really doesn't care about his appearance!
Han Zhong almost cried with joy, and said, "I got it! Thank you, brother! Do you know how touched your brother is by your recognition of me? From now on, my brother will always guard me and stick by me to the death!"

Zhao Yifan laughed and said, "You don't need to risk your life, it's getting late, you and I should hurry up!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Yifan and Han Zhong came to a valley one mile away from Longguan Pass and asked Han Zhong to wait here for a while.

After a moment.

Zhao Yifan led thousands of people to find Han Zhong. When the people saw Han Zhong, they all showed astonishment and dared not go any further.

When Han Zhong saw these people, he was overjoyed and said, "Brother Zhao, you really didn't lie to me!"

Zhao Yifan smiled slightly, then turned to the people and said, "Although the Taoist in front is ugly in appearance, he has a very good heart. He is also credited for being able to save you. After we get to a safe place, if someone asks you , you say that you were saved by this lord named Han Zhong, don’t mention me, or you will cause me big trouble, remember, remember!”

The people nodded one after another, then kowtowed to Zhao Yifan a few more times on their knees, and then walked towards Han Zhong.

A middle-aged man did not leave in a hurry, but took out a small golden stone from his arms, handed it to Zhao Yifan, and said:

"My lord, I would like to thank my lord for saving my life. This small hard stone was obtained by chance. It is said that it is a kind of refining material.

It is useless to stay on the villain, so I dedicated it to the adult, and the villain once again thanked the adult for saving his life! "

"Oh...thank you." Zhao Yifan looked surprised.

After all, the middle-aged man followed the common people and ran towards the Long Pass.

The people flocked towards the Dragon Pass, and after a while, countless soldiers rushed out to take them in.

Zhao Yifan did not go to Longguan Pass immediately, and told Han Zhong that he was going to a place with the secret of sound transmission, and he might not come back until a few days later. He asked the soldiers to inquire about the current situation first, and then reported to him when he came back. .

Zhao Yifan played with the little gold stone in his hand, and smiled slightly. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected harvest. This gold stone is indeed a refining material, and it is also an extremely precious kind of refining material. Remember, it seems to be called Kanjin ?

This kind of refining material called Kanjin only needs to add the size of a small fingernail to the magic weapon, which can greatly increase the power of the magic weapon, and even change the quality of the magic weapon.
Its own existence value is very precious, but it was unexpectedly picked up by an ordinary person.

Zhao Yifan thought for a while, and an idea came to his mind.

A while later, Zhao Yifan came to a valley, released his consciousness, and after not sensing anyone else nearby, he got into a cave not far ahead.

Snapped!
A soft sound came from his hand, and a seven-color glazed tree root emerged from his palm, and then changed into the shape of a sword.

Zhao Yifan took out the Kanjin, buckled a little bit, kneaded it into gold powder on his fingertips, sprinkled it on the roots of the colorful glazed tree, bit his tongue and sprayed blood on it.

Then it was thrown into the air, and several red spells popped out from both hands.

A spiritual fire appeared under the seven-color glazed sword, and the seven-color glazed sword slowly rotated the blade. As time passed, the layer of gold powder and blood on the surface of the seven-color glazed sword slowly melted into it at a speed visible to the naked eye. in the sword.

The surface color of the seven-color glazed sword also gradually dimmed, gradually changing into a golden flying sword!
This sword seems ordinary, but only Zhao Yifan knows how sharp it is.

The Seven-Colored Exposed Sword absorbed Zhao Yifan's blood essence and Kanjin, and the overall structure has undergone a great change.

Originally, the roots of his glazed colorful treasure tree could easily pierce through the thick skin of the red flame bear. With his refining level, it was difficult to refine such a solid treasure tree.

Fortunately, the colorful glazed tree is a product of his Dao Heart, which can be transformed into various shapes by his thoughts.

This also saved him a lot of trouble. After the glazed tree sword was finally formed, he only needed to complete the simplest final step of refining to refine the flying sword magic weapon.

After a stick of incense time.

When the blood essence and Kanjin powder on the Liuli Feijian were all integrated into the sword body, and the last step of refining was completed.

Zhao Yifan stretched out his hand to grab the air, and a flying sword exuding a faint golden luster appeared in his hand.

Zhao Yifan gently moved the tip of the sword, and the blade trembled, making a metal-like buzzing sound.

He casually threw the colored glaze flying sword forward, and the colored glaze flying sword instantly sank into the distant stone wall. The hard stone wall was as fragile as tofu, and the flying sword was unimpeded in the stone layer.

The Liuli flying sword circled around the stone wall, broke through the wall, and returned to Zhao Yifan's hands again.

"After being integrated into Kanjin, the quality of the flying sword seems to have improved, and I'm afraid it has reached the level of a treasure! Not bad, not bad! It seems that I have to refine a few more!"

Because the colored glaze flying sword is refined from his Dao Heart seven-colored glazed treasure tree, it is also a part of his body.

With a thought in his mind, the Liuli Flying Sword disappeared without a trace, and it was much more convenient to control than other magic weapons.

Flipping with one hand, another root of the glazed tree changed from Zhao Yifan's hand into the shape of a flying sword.

Zhao Yifan followed suit and started his sword-forging avenue!

After seven days.

Zhao Yifan stopped planning to continue casting swords, took out a small Huandan from the stored jade token, took it, and began to recover on the spot.

He used seven days to refine nearly a hundred glazed flying swords, and had to stop because of serious loss of essence and blood.

Moreover, he also thinks that one hundred colored glaze flying swords are enough at this stage.

If it exceeds this number, his spiritual sense may not be able to control the extra flying swords.

Kanjin is still the size of a thumb. If he continues to refine weapons, he may be able to produce about fifty more.

After swallowing twenty small pills in a row, Zhang Yifan's aura that had been consumed in the past few days was gradually replenished, and he returned to his original peak state.

He recovered all the glazed swords, seven days have passed, it's time to leave here!
(End of this chapter)