Chapter 13 Including the lightsaber

Looking at Xiaotian, who is already in the middle of Jindan, Daquan Zhenren feels that he seems to be dreaming and looks unbelievable. Yes, in more than three years, Xiaotian has changed from a cultivation rookie who doesn't know anything to a monk in the Jindan period. If this is told to others, who will believe it? People must think that the person who is talking is crazy, but such a crazy thing appears vividly in front of Daquan Zhenren.

"Brother Xiaotian, you are already in the middle of Jindan. With the mystery of Xuantian's Secret, you can at least protect yourself in this cultivation world of the law of the jungle." Looking at Xiaotian, who doesn't care and doesn't know that he has created miracles, Daquan Zhenzhen only feels that he has finally lived on a dog for thousands of years.

"Ha ha, can we get out of this valley? But why can't I fly yet?" Xiaotian jumped and ran two feet away, but it was far from flying.

"Ha ha, take out the purple sword from the ring." Daquan Zhenren looked at Xiaotian's behavior and said with a smile.

"I found it!" As soon as the little god saw it, a purple and simple sword appeared in his hand.

"This sword is called 'with light'. The sword is two feet and eight minutes long. It is forged from the fine iron purple spirit in Kunlun Mountain. It is the most precious treasure handed down by our master. It is named because of the shining purple light on the sword body. It is a medium-grade spiritual weapon with extraordinary power. Since the master passed it on to me, I have not been willing to use it, so I have not recognized the Lord. Today it is cheap together. It's you!" A real-life introduction.

"Recognize the Lord?" Xiaotian asked.

"You bite your middle finger and try to drop a drop of blood on the sword!" The whole human guide.

After listening to the words of the real person, Xiaotian bit his middle finger and dripped a drop of blood on the blade of the sword. With a "bang", the blood disappeared into the body of the sword. Then the light sword made a slight trembling low sound, and the purple halo emanated from the sword body. After a while, he saw a clear sound of the light sword. Since childhood Tianshou flew out, circled a few times above the cave and disappeared from the top of Xiaotian's head, which really shocked Xiaotian. He quickly looked at his body, but saw that the light sword turned into a small and exquisite purple sword, hovering around Dantian Jindan. Xiaotian only felt that he was connected with the light sword, as if the light sword was his own body. Part of it. Xiaotian's mind moved, and the light sword appeared in Xiaotian's hand again.

"Look at this spiritual, it's actually a top-grade spiritual weapon!" The real person was stunned. In his induction, the sword was originally a medium-grade spiritual weapon. What he didn't know was that Xiaotian's blood came from the fairy body, which can be called immortal blood. Under the nourishment of the fairy blood, the light sword actually broke through in one fell swoop and grew into a top-quality spiritual weapon.

"The best spiritual weapon? What is a top-quality spiritual weapon? Xiaotian looked at the light sword with love and asked the real person.

"There are many types of magic weapons used in the cultivation world, but they can be roughly divided into three categories: first, magic weapons, which are relatively common. Most practitioners use magic weapons. Generally, practitioners in the Yuanying period can be refined and can be used directly. There is no need to recognize the master, and they are divided into three grades; the second is spiritual weapons, which are only practitioners of the disaster period and above. It can be refined, and it is also divided into the upper, middle and lower three grades, but it needs to be blooded to recognize the Lord. A handful of lower-grade spiritual weapons are already very precious, and the middle-grade spiritual weapons are generally not owned by the head of small sects. As for the top-grade spiritual weapons, they can only be seen in the ten holy places of cultivation. The third is the fairy artifacts, which can only be refined by immortals, which are extremely powerful and true. It's just a legend in the world. I haven't heard that anyone has owned it. Daquan Zhenren introduced to Xiaotian.

"Oh, isn't this sword extremely precious?" Xiaotian asked.

"Yes, let's go outside the cave and try the power of this top-grade spiritual weapon!" Daquan Zhenren has never used the best spiritual weapon himself, and he is looking forward to it.

"Good!"

The two came out of the cave where they had stayed for six years. It was late autumn outside the valley. There were still clouds and fog in the middle of the valley. The leaves of many trees fell. The stream was still gurgling, but the lawn by the stream was already a little yellow, and it looked desolar. A few tiger bones on the rocks by the side of the stream could faintly recognize the tiger that fell. Xiaotian stood by the stream and saw his taller figure and mature face. The teenager was now a 19-year-old young man.

"Wow - it's been six years!" Xiaotian muttered that his tone actually had some vicissitudes.

"Change your clothes first, or the spring will leak." Daquan Zhenren found Xiaotian's loss and deliberately chok at the road.

Clothes? Where is it?" Looking at the rags that could only block a few key places, Xiaotian's face turned red.

"There is a dress in the ring that my apprentice wore in those years, including shoes and hats. If you don't mind, you can wear it. It's just a magic weapon. Just wear it directly." Daquan Zhenren said.

"No dislike, no dislike!" Xiaotian quickly took out his clothes and put them on, and tidied up his appearance with the stream. His long hair, which had been growing for six years, would be ready in a while.

"What a turbid and beautiful prince." Daquan Zhenren sincerely praised that this boy is too excellent, but it's a pity that I don't have a daughter, otherwise - hum, let the women of Zixiazong have to eat him when they see him. Daquan Zhenren thought maliciously.

Xiaotian was wearing a seven-star Taoist robe, wearing a seven-star feather crown, stepping on seven-star shoes, holding a light sword in his hand, a white and beautiful face, a beautiful sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a long figure. There was no smoke between his hands and feet. With three years of transformation and three years of practice, Xiaotian seemed to have changed to another person.

"You can try it now. Just hit the bluestone with all your strength. Let me see." Looking at his little sky by the stream, the whole person reminded him.

"Hmm." Xiaotian raised the light sword, looked at a big blue stone by the stream, and asked the secret of heaven. The sword body was drawn with a mysterious trajectory. A milky white sword spirit came out from the tip of the lighted sword. After a roar, Daquan Zhenren and Xiaotian were stunned. They opened their mouths, and saw a five feet long and three feet deep appeared in front of Xiaotian's body. The gully, and the big bluestone has already turned into powder.

"It's worthy of the Xuantian Secret, which is about to catch up with the power of the Yuanying period. Well, it's good!" The real person shook his head and said.

"I'm so awesome." Xiaotian couldn't believe that the deep gully was caused by himself.

"You can go out of the valley below." Daquan Zhenren said.

"Brother Lu, I can't fly yet!" Xiaotian is in a hurry to fly.

"The imperial sword, those who practice before the combination period are all flying with the imperial sword. The so-called imperial sword is--" The real person prepares a detailed explanation.

"Wait, Brother Lu, I seem to have mentioned the Royal Sword when I was practicing the second layer of Xuantian Secret." Xiaotian interrupted the words of the real person.

"Then try it now."

"The way of the sword lies in the heart, not in the shape, moving because of the heart, living because of blood, holding Yuan Shouyi, integrating the sword spirit, reciprocating cycle, and living endlessly..." Xiao Tianpan sat on the blue stone by the stream and began to practice imperial swordsmanship.

With a "swish", the light sword stopped in mid-air and quickly became bigger and wider. It was enough for two or three people to stand on it. Xiaotian stood up boldly and urged the light sword according to the method of Chongtian's formula.

"Papa"!

"Ouch"!

Xiao Tian pasted on the cliff wall like a pancake...

"Come again!" Even though Xiaotian is already a fairy, he still can't avoid the result of a blue nose and a swollen face.

Three days later, with Xiaotian's countless close contact with the cliffs, Xiaotian finally learned the royal swordsmanship. Xiaotian hovered in the air with a light sword, passed by the stream, and passed by the real person. His robe was hunting in the wind, and it was a pleasure to play.

"Wow"! Xiaotian Yujian hovered in front of the real person sitting in front of the blue stone.

"Brother Lu, can we go out now?" Xiaotian's excited voice.

"Well, but I have something to explain. After leaving here, I will no longer appear in front of people. I will hide in the ring in your hand, and you are not allowed to mention me to others." The real person said seriously.

"Why is that?" Xiaotian asked puzzledly.

"My body collapsed, leaving only Yuanying, and her strength was greatly reduced, and Yuanying herself did not have any protective power. When she encountered a large external force, her soul was scattered and her shape and spirit were destroyed." The real person answered solemnly.

"Oh, okay, I won't tell anyone." Xiaotian promised, "But you can't always be like this, can you?"

"Ha ha, it's useless to tell you how to do it now. Let's wait until your strength improves."

"Well, no matter what, brother, you are so kind to me. I, Feng Xiaotian, am not an ungrateful person. I will definitely help you reshape your body." Xiaotian now also knows the situation of the real person and swears.

"Ha ha, Brother Xiaotian, I'm not wrong about you. Let's go!" After saying that, Daquan Zhenren turned into a stream of light and entered the ring in Xiaotian's hand.

"Finally leaving!" Xiaotian said with emotion, and his eyes looked at the valley that had been trapped for six years, the stream, the blue stone, the mouth of the cave, and the tiger bone. After looking around, he suddenly turned his head and urged the light sword. A meteor-like figure flew out through the clouds and fog at the top of the valley.

Xiaotian's figure soon appeared over the forbidden forest, looking down at the layers of mountains under his feet, and imagining the scene of entering the forbidden forest six years ago. Xiaotian had a feeling like a different world.

After a short stay in the air, Xiaotian, who was like an arrow, recognized the direction and flew to the exit of the Forbidden Forest in the south with a light sword.

"Yan'er, grandpa, thin monkey, big head, my little day is back." Xiaotian shouted silently in his heart.

In Fengjiazhuang after six years, what will be waiting for Xiaotian? The next chapter will be revealed, please stay tuned!