Chapter 13 Ghost Fire Sword

Seeing Xiao Yu's phantom clothes put into his body, Lin Beiwen dodged and came to Xiao Yu.

"Congratulations on mastering the secret method!"

Xiao Yu nodded and asked with a smile, "How much of your previous strength can you exert now?"

"Zhzhenyuan has only recovered less than 50%, but his strength has recovered 80%."

Lin Beiwen's cultivation has not increased, but his Zhenyuan is several times more pure than before. Zhenyuan is pure. After restoring his cultivation, his strength is naturally much stronger than before.

Xiao Yu pondered for a while and asked Lin Beiwen, "Brother Lin, have you heard of the treasure appraisal meeting of divine soldiers?"

"The Treasure Appraisal Meeting of Divine Soldiers? I haven't heard of it. Is it a grand event in the cultivation world?

"Hmm! The Divine Soldier Treasure Appraisal Meeting is held every 36 years. It is the largest event in the cultivation industry in addition to the Kunlun Peach Festival and the Golden Top Buddha Light Conference. I heard from Wang Xie that a divine soldier treasure appraisal meeting will be held at the top of Yunhai Mountain in February next year.

"Has the Lord seen Wang Xie?"

Xiao Yu nodded and told him about his encounter with Wang Xie in Qilong Mountain.

Seeing that Lin Beiwen's face became very gloomy after listening to his words, Xiao Yu knew that Wang Xie did not lie against him in Qilong Mountain.

After thinking for a while with a gloomy face, Lin Beiwen sighed decadently.

Wang Xie dared to tell Xiao Yu that he had exerted ecstasy against Lin Beiwen because he was not afraid of Lin Beiwen's revenge, and Shilin Beiwen did not have the ability to deal with the summoning of Tianjifu.

"The Lord is going to participate in next year's Divine Soldier Treasure Appraisal Conference?"

"It's not good to participate or not, but I really want to go to Guanyunfeng and learn more."

The cultivation of Changshengjing is also a master in the cultivation world, but Xiao Yu and Lin Beiwen have no intuitive understanding of the cultivation world.

If you want to be a hermit, you don't need to have a deep understanding of the cultivation world, but Xiao Yu has great revenge and revenge. Naturally, she can't be a hermit, and naturally she needs to have a clear understanding of the cultivation world.

On Qilong Mountain, Xiao Yu actually has a plan to see Yunfeng.

After a slight pause, Xiao Yu continued: "Now there are still more than two months before the start of the divine soldier treasure appraisal meeting. Let's take advantage of this time to go to Huaiyin Mountain first."

"What is the Lord doing in Huaiyin Mountain?"

"Don't you want a magic sword?"

Lin Beiwen was slightly stunned. He looked at Xiao Yu and asked, "Is there a magic sword hidden in Huaiyin Mountain?"

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "There is no magic sword in Huaiyin Mountain, but there is a ghost fire that can refine the magic sword."

Lin Beiwen's heart moved, and he knew what Xiao Yu meant.

This time, although Lin Beiwen was very moved, he just bowed slightly to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu patted Lin Beiwen on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go! Let's find an inn to have a good drink outside the mountain. Let's go to Huaiyin Mountain.

"Yes!"

After leaving Tianluo Mountain, Xiao Yu and Lin Beiwen had a big meal in a small county south of Huaiyin Mountain, and then went straight to the south.

Huaiyin Mountain is a barrier between Guiming County and Qingli County. There have been several wars in ancient times and the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is one of the famous ghost mountains in the southwest.

Xiao Yu and Lin Beiwen rushed to the road very fast. It only took more than six days for them to come to Huaiyin Mountain.

In the cold winter, the southwest is not as cold as the north, but standing in front of Huaiyin Mountain, Xiao Yu and Lin Beiwen felt a kind of coldness.

Staring at the mountain shrouded in mist in front of her, Xiao Yu sighed, "Huaiyin Mountain is so cold, and I don't know what kind of scene Yin Mountain and Beipi Mountain are like?"

"I don't know if there is a yin qi in Yinshan, but the surface of Beipi Mountain is a beautiful place. Standing in front of Beipi Mountain, I can't feel any yin qi at all."

"Have you ever been to Beibei Mountain?"

"In those years, I ran through many ancient battlefields and ghost mountains in order to improve my cultivation."

Xiao Yu nodded and smiled, "It seems that nothing can be taken for granted, and what is refined by common sense may not be correct."

There is a ghost Wangzong hidden in Beibei Mountain, so Xiao Yu thought that Beibei Mountain was like Huaiyin Mountain in front of him, but the fact was exactly the opposite of Xiao Yu's imagination.

Xiao Yu and Lin Beiwen talked and laughed while speeding towards the depths of Huaiyin Mountain.

According to the memory of Guan Zhengshan, Xiao Yu and Lin Beiwen easily found the treasure refining place prepared by Guan Zhengshan in a natural stone crevice.

Looking at the fist-sized ghost fire, Lin Beiwen looked at Xiao Yu and asked, "Is this ghost fire gathered by the Lord with array?"

"No, it is a master of evil Taoism condensed by the nine ghosts and ghosts. The master has died in the process of taking away my body. We can rest assured to practice the sword here.

As she spoke, Xiao Yu took out the essence of nine ghosts iron and hardware.

Refining a divine sword is much simpler than refining a divine bow. With the essence of nine ghost iron and hardware alone, you can make a divine sword suitable for practitioners.

"Brother Lin, you drop a drop of blood in this ghost fire first."

Lin Beiwen nodded and forced a drop of blood from his middle finger on the ghost fire.

At the moment when the blood of the faint light dripped on the ghost fire, the color of the ghost fire suddenly changed from turquoise to pale white.

Although the green ghost fire is slightly lower than the temperature of the fire, it is not a cold flame, and this miserable white ghost fire is full of cold chills.

"The nine ghost irons are covered with blood!"

With that, Xiao Yu handed the Nine Underworld Iron to Lin Beiwen.

After Lin Beiwen coated the nine ghost iron with blood, Xiao Yu ordered Lin Beiwen to throw the nine ghost iron into the ghost fire.

The volume of the nine underworld iron is much larger than the ghost fire. However, when Lin Beiwen threw the nine underworld iron into the ghost fire, the ghost fire suddenly became a little bigger and completely wrapped the nine underworld iron in the fire.

Lin Bei's text could not control the nine underworld iron with his mind, but when the nine underworld iron fell on the ghost fire, he suddenly had a little contact with the nine underworld iron.

Without Xiao Yu's instructions, Lin Beiwen controlled the Nine Underworld Iron with his mind, so that it would not contact the strange skull under the ghost fire.

"Brother Lin, when the color of the ghost fire begins to change from cold flame to ordinary fire, you will drip a drop of blood in the ghost fire. When the nine ghost irons are refined into liquid by the ghost fire, you add this piece of hardware essence. When the essence of hardware is also melted, you will control the ** in the ghost fire and turn it into a sword with your mind.

"I understand!"

Xiao Yu nodded, handed the essence of hardware to Lin Beiwen's hand, and then walked to the entrance of this stone crack.

After a glance around, Xiao Yu sat down with her back against the big stone behind a big stone.

Xiao Yu has been busy practicing these years, and it is a luxury for him to sit at will. Now when he sits on the ground at will, he only feels comfortable all over, and he almost sits on a soft bed.

"Now that the cultivation has reached the long life, I also have a little ability to protect myself. Occasionally, when I want to rest, I can sit casually like now."

After thinking nonsense for a while, Xiao Yu took out an iron plate from Xumi beads and looked at it.

Chen Ming is good at arranging organs and building weapons. The iron plates that Xiao Yu got in his secret room mainly recorded the layout methods of various organs and the method of building weapons.

Xiao Yu is not interested in machine art and building weapons, but the machine art and methods of building weapons left by Chen Ming are rare techniques in the world. He is lucky enough to get them, and naturally he will not give up learning these things.

After reading an iron plate, Xiao Yu changed one and continued to look at it.

When night was about to fall, Xiao Yu saw a very interesting mechanism.

"The destruction of the sand and mountains? The organ that almost killed me at the beginning should have used the same technique as this kind of organ!"

Thinking about it, Xiao Yu thought about it carefully.

This kind of organ destroyed by sand is a kind of organ that relies on an hourglass to control the opening time of the organ.

Relying on complex mechanisms, the weight of the hourglass can move all the organs arranged in a mountain, and then destroy a mountain.

This method of opening the hourglass control time can also be used to close the organ. The organ that almost killed Xiao Yu was closed in this way.

"The sand mountain is destroyed! It's really a thousand miles of embankment destroyed in the ant nest!"

The arrangement method of this mechanism is very complicated. Xiao Yu can only refine the mystery and arrangement method of this mechanism in her mind, but she can't experiment with it.

It was not until late at night that Xiao Yu stopped to rest.

The next morning, Xiao Yu ate a piece of barbecue, sent a piece of barbecue to Lin Beiwen, and then refined the machine skill at the entrance of the stone seam.

After six days so calmly, a middle-aged man in black appeared at the entrance of the stone crack.

Although Xiao Yu did not deliberately hide his breath, if the practitioners below the Imuching Realm did not feel it carefully, they could not feel his breath.

The middle-aged man in black, whose cultivation was in the realm of natural perfection, jumped to the stone crack because he did not feel the breath around him carefully and stood face to face with Xiao Yu.

The middle-aged man in black changed his face slightly and regained his composure.

After taking two steps back, the middle-aged man in black bowed to Xiao Yu and asked, "Is the senior a friend of the teacher?"

When the cultivation reaches a high level, the face is not equal to age. In the cultivation world, people with low cultivation are generally called predecessors when they meet strange masters.

Xiao Yu's eyes moved and frowned, "Are you a disciple of the ghost master? Why haven't I seen you?"

"Ghost Master?"

The middle-aged man in black was slightly stunned. He looked at Xiao Yu and asked, "I don't know what the surname of the ghost master is?"

"Surname Lin!"

The middle-aged man in black took a look at the stone seam and smiled bitterly at Xiao Yu, "The master of the younger generation is not surnamed Lin. It seems that the younger generation has found the wrong place."

"Since you know you're in the wrong place, you can go quickly!"

The middle-aged man in black turned his eyes and asked Xiao Yu, "Senior, is there a ghost fire in this stone crack?"

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes and said coldly, "Is there a ghost fire that has nothing to do with you? Get out of here!"

"Senior, if there is really a ghost fire in this stone crack, then the younger generation needs to remind the senior. In the ghost fire, it is inflamed by the master of the witch."