Chapter 43 The Plan to Break the cocoon and become a butterfly

(Ask for clicks, collect, gentlemen, let the goldfish see a little hope of persistence...)

The stings of the giant scorpion are like swords, with a faint blue light.

Zhang Yan held a top-grade spirit-level flying sword and stabbed the surface of the sting needle with dark force. Then he heard a crisp sound. The sting needle shook violently, but there was no gap left, flexible and hard.

Zhang Yan is overjoyed that this stinger seems to be a great treasure. The top-grade spiritual weapon can't cut it, so isn't its grade still above the spiritual weapon?

Is it... a treasure-level thing?

If this is the case, it will be sent. Zhang Yan looked carefully at the needle again, and the blue light floated on the surface, much like an ice sword, and this thing was actually a fire attribute!

"Your Excellency, this stinger can be trained by a swordsman to become a good flying sword. Tut, it can even pierce the top-quality magic weapon of his subordinates, and its grade must be extraordinary."

Ma Chong came over from one side and looked at the blue and faint stings needle. Because his flying sword was destroyed, Ma Chong did not have a sword for a while. At this time, he looked at the stitch and said that it was fake.

Zhang Yan thought for a moment and said, "You can't use this thing. It's still a semi-finished product. I'll refine it when I have time."

"Oh."

Ma Chong was a little disappointed. He took his abandoned flying sword and was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan smiled dumbly and said, "I've been like changing a flying sword for you for a long time, but I forgot it for a moment. Here, this flying sword is a medium-grade spiritual weapon. You can use it first." With that, he took out a three-foot sword from his storage bag and handed it to Ma Chong.

The sparrow dances the sword, and the surface is as smooth as water. There is a pattern of rosefinch soaring at the hilt of the sword. The light is shining, with a cold and quiet breath in the sharpness.

Ma Chong took it with an excited face, reached out and tapped on the sword body, and heard a low humming sound. The sword body actually splashed with flames, just like firefinch flying in the night sky.

"Good sword! What a sword..."

Ma Chong held his sword on his chest and couldn't put it down, with an obsessive look on his face.

Zhang Yan saw this and smiled. This sword was still seized from eight Jindan elders of the Dan family when it was in Qionglin Grassland. At that time, he searched seven or eight storage bags and a lot of miscellaneous things. Naturally, there was no shortage of flying swords, but there were few high-grade flying swords. Now the three top-level flying swords he used to sacrifice swords in Dantian are still put together.

After half axiang, Ma Chong suddenly asked, "Your Excellency, you gave me this flying sword. What do you use?"

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "I have many swords. Just use them. In the future, you will be the owner of this sparrow dance sword."

In order to make stubborn Ma Chong trust him, Zhang Yan even took out three flying swords in his body at the same time to show that he was really... swordsmanship!

These three flying swords are flame rain with fire attributes, Qingxi with wood attributes, and sand with soil attributes, all of which are top-grade spiritual weapons. Falling in Ma Chong's eyes, the firelight of these three flying swords was condensed, Aoki was sasway, Huang Ze was majestic, and they were all aura, like living creatures, and they couldn't help stared and speechless for a moment.

So many?

I...Fow!

Even with a dull and restrained nature, he almost couldn't help swearing, but then he frowned and asked, "Your Excellency, our sword practice is dedicated to the five elements and strives on matching our own attributes. This flying sword with two attributes of wood and earth seems to be..."

Ma Chong didn't say anything, but Zhang Yan knew what he meant, but he couldn't tell Ma Chong about the shocking act of sacrificing three flying swords at the same time for sword cultivation. He just said, "I'm now specializing in the fire attribute sword formula. Those two flying swords are only spare, and I can't say they can't use them."

"Oh."

When Ma Chong seemed to understand, Xue Lou rushed over with an excited face, looked at the sparrow dance sword in Ma Chong's hand with envy, and said to Zhang Yan with a salivary face, "Elder Zhang, I... I..."

Ma Chong quickly put away the sparrow dance and turned his face. He was about to scold Xue Lou, but he saw Zhang Yan take out two flying swords from his storage bag, which was still a spiritual weapon-level thing!

Zhang Yan said with some regret, "There are only two flying swords left with fire attributes. The grade is a little low, not as good as the rosefinch. You and your sister will find a better one for you when you have a chance in the future."

The horse rushed down and took a breath of cold air, and his eyes almost jumped out. He thought with a little fear, my lord... Why did he have so many swords!? Still... Turin-level?

Before he recovered, he heard Xue Lou cheering, took two flying swords, and rushed to Xuerou to ask for credit.

This boy has a spiritual weapon before he practices. He will really be more angry than others... Ma Chong thought of his shabby appearance when he first embarked on the road of practicing swords, and even a little jealous of the boy Xuelou...

In fact, Zhang Yan is not pretending to be generous, but now Ma Chong and Xue's brothers and sisters have become their own people. It's nothing to be polite and give something. What's more, now they are in the extremely dangerous jungle, equipped with some good equipment, which can also give them more self-preservation ability.

Looking at the siblings sitting by the bonfire whispering, Zhang Yan said to Ma Chong beside him, "I have decided to teach them some practice from tomorrow. What do you think?"

Ma Chong laughed and said, "It should have been so long ago. After all, there are too many fierce beasts in this wild forest, and there are always places that can't be brushed. They are just ordinary people, and they are more likely to be in danger."

Zhang Yan hummed and then asked, "What method do you practice?"

Ma Chong replied, "The secret of Yinghuo Sword is the introductory skill of the disciples of the outside the Fire Sword Cliff, which is easy to practice."

Zhang Yan shook his head. He knew that although there was a decision to practice Zhenyuan on the formula of Yinghuo Sword, it was simply a rough garbage. Compared with the supreme Buddhist scriptures and Zixiao devouring Chenjue he practiced, it was simply garbage.

He thought for a moment and said, "No, it's okay to practice the sword formula above. If you practice Zhenyuan, I will teach them some other methods."

Ma Chong was a little puzzled and asked, "Isn't the method contained in the British Fire Sword formula not work?"

Zhang Yan immediately thought that Ma Chong stepped into the Golden Dan period with the magic of the British fire sword, but... the above practice method was really not enough. Zhang Yan did not explain it. He searched carefully in the storage bag and immediately selected a method called [Chongxu Nayuanshu] and threw it to Ma Chong.

[Chongxu Nayuanshu] is also searched from others. He has read it carefully and has little effect on him, but the description of the aura of heaven and earth and the negative induction of the body's acupuncture points are quite unique, and it is also a good method. Of course, it is better than the method of refining the spirit of the heroic fire sword.

In Zhang Yan's idea, since Ma Chong has followed him, he is his own person. Through recent contacts, he roughly believes that Ma Chong is indeed loyal. For this, Zhang Yan naturally hopes that the stronger Ma Chong's strength is, the better. Of course, Zhang Yan hopes that Ma Chong will also practice well. Although changing a skill is harmful to cultivation, this thing is purely to absorb the aura of heaven and earth. For Ma Chong, the significance of reference is greater than cultivation.

Sure enough, Ma Chong took Yu Jian in his hand, and his consciousness was swept away, and the ease on his face was replaced by a touch of shock. Suddenly, he showed a strong color of thought and immersed himself in it, with an inextricable appearance.

Zhang Yan didn't disturb him. He took out the inner elixir of the giant scorpion and looked at it carefully.

This giant scorpion is probably a six-level monster, which is equivalent to the late stage of the human golden elixir. I don't know if it is attracted by the bonfire, which makes Zhang Yan more cautious about this dense jungle. He casually runs out of a fierce beast with a level six stage. What about the future?

Is there anything more horrible in the depths of the jungle tomorrow?

The answer is self-evident, which makes Zhang Yan more vigilant. In this strange jungle, it is better to be as careful as possible. However, what is gratifying is that not many people have entered here after all, and there are many unknown rare things growing, some of which can even be called treasures.

Zhang Yan has seen a large number of precious herbs in the Lingxu Garden of Qianyu Sect, and has a certain ability to identify this, but in this jungle, there are still many strange things that he has never heard of, all of which are full of aura. In just three days, he has picked more than a dozen rare herbs all the way. If it is placed in the ancient continent, any of its plants can be sold at a sky-high price. That's a lot of spiritual stones. If you sell them all, how many spiritual stones should there be...

Of course, Zhang Yan is not stupid enough to store them so that he can return to the ancient continent one day and make a fortune. He has decided to take these herbs to boil the muscles and bones for the Xue brothers and sisters.

In comparison, their bodies are still a little weak. If they are not supplemented by herbs, although the speed of their cultivation is not slow, they can't satisfy Zhang Yan. Since they are their own people, Zhang Yan is very happy to see them quickly improving their strength.

After all, Zhang Yan has always been very open-minded for his own people, which can be seen from the fact that he gave Xuanbao Yixuan Bell to Bai Luo.

His plan is very simple. In this jungle where dangers and opportunities coexist, he not only strives to make Ma Chong and Xue's brothers and sisters have a qualitative transformation.

And where does this metamorphosis come from?

Fight, keep fighting!

If you want to become a qualified sword practitioner, there is no climate for pure retreat cultivation. In actual combat, you must constantly quench your sword skills, heart and courage... This is the so-called experience. Nowadays, there are fierce beasts in the jungle, and there is no lack of opportunities for actual combat.

Moreover, even if you are injured, you can collect a lot of herbs to supplement and even improve your physique.

If such conditions can persist until he enters Wanyuan City alive, Zhang Yan believes that his four people's cultivation will certainly be as he expected.

Break the cocoon and become a butterfly!