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On that day, Fan Jianghe domesticated the corpses, and because he was out of the clan, he was worried that he could not find suitable blood to feed the corpses, causing the corpses to eat back, so he planned to raise the corpses with his own blood.

As a result, he was worried about a lot of blood loss, so when he was leaving, he specially borrowed this Dingdanding for emergency.

This small tripod, which Su Wu looked down upon, was not easy for many practitioners to obtain.

After all, not everyone can easily obtain the cauldron made by the Shennong clan.

Of course, in the end, this little tripod fell into the hands of Song Qingxiao with Fan Jianghe's death, and she didn't know these previous loves either.

At this time, I heard Su Wu affirmed the origin of the Dingdan Ding. Although he only said that the Ding Ding was only a middle grade, Song Qingxiao was already quite satisfied.

She is not a master of alchemy, she has not yet started to learn the alchemy, and is still focused on repairing her own destiny magic weapon, and has not yet dabbled in alchemy.

This Ding Danding is more than enough for a novice like her.

She took the cauldron back into the mustard seed space, and decided that after she had repaired the weapon, she could also try to refine the pill after her practice.

After all, in future trials, there is also the possibility of injury. If there is a pill in hand, there will be more protection and opportunities.

"The Eastern Qin clan used Confucianism to enter Taoism..."

Briefly speaking about the characteristics of the great families of Su Wu, Song Qing nodded slightly, keeping these characteristics in mind.

"The rest is nothing to understand."

There are also some strong people who stand on their own feet, but it is difficult to tell for a while.

What's more, Song Qingxiao chose this treacherous path, so she was mentally prepared to encounter danger. It is impossible to prepare for everything in advance. She can only try to avoid some hard-to-provoke things before she is not as strong as others. Family family.

When Song Qingxiao heard this, he couldn't help but start thinking about who the two Qianshan he had met were.

Undoubtedly, from the strength and momentum displayed by these two people, looking at the Shi family's disapproval, Qianshan must be a person outside the sky.

I just don't know which family they are descendants or scattered practitioners.

Song Qingxiao has reached the middle level of the Infant Realm at this moment, and when he recalled the scene when he first encountered Qianshan, although it was still a thrilling memory, when he recalled the finger that Qianshan came out, it was only I feel like the top of Mount Tai, which cannot be surpassed. I think about it now, but I feel that what stands in front of me is just an obstacle, and it is not impossible to pass it.

"Among the nine great clans, the strongest are the Taikang and Sanskrit clans."

Because Song Qingxiao mainly provokes the descendants of the Sanskrit family, Su Wu simply selected the Sanskrit family to explain to her.

"But the Taikang clan does not have many descendants. Although the descendants have high talents and good cultivation bases, they are not many. From the overall strength, the Sanskrit family is better than the Taikang clan."

Song Qingxiao interrupted when he heard this.

"Out of the sky, there are so many monks who see through the red dust and make their homes?"

Su Wu was choked by her words, and it took a long time to ask

"Who told you that the monks from the Sanskrit family must be from outside?"

"Isn't it?" Song Qingxiao heard his words, somewhat curious.

"Of course not." Su Wu said coldly, "There is no inheritance, which is more stable than blood. Especially such a family of Sejong, who has accumulated thousands of years of inheritance, naturally will not easily cheapen outsiders."

"Isn't that the monk of wine and meat?" Su Wu's words were beyond Song Qing's expectation. She originally thought that the Sanskrit family was a disciple recruiter, but she didn't expect it to be passed on in this way.

Su Wu sneered twice when he heard her saying this.

"The monks of the Sanskrit family not only have no complicated rules and customs, but can kill people, are you surprised?" He sarcastically, Song Qingxiao touched the tip of his nose and realized that he was indeed somewhat preconceived.

Fortunately, after Su Wu ridiculed her two sentences, he did not continue the topic, but explained

"The Sanskrit family also has secular sects. Those with ordinary qualifications in the clan have no restrictions on getting married and having children. They just don't have access to more advanced techniques and secret techniques, and they can't get the core resources of the clan."

However, if the children of these tribes showed outstanding talents when they were young, they would be embraced in the family, cultivated from an early age, and then join the core of the clan in the future.

In the outer world, it is not uncommon for the Sanskrit family to divide the clan power in two like this. After all, among the Sejong clans, there are also some mundane things that require inadequate low-level blood to take care of.

When Song Qingxiao heard this, he also understood the true meaning of Su Wu's "Sanskrit family is quite protective of shortcomings".

After all, the relationship between these monks is not a simple disciple and grandchildren, and at the same time there is blood inheritance. Then the Buddha cultivation that she killed is not only the descendant of the disciple carefully cultivated by others, but also the blood descendant of others. It is indeed a very troublesome thing for the Buddha to die in his own hands.

From this incident, she also vaguely felt a sense of crisis.

Now she is alone, although it is very convenient and unconstrained, but at the same time, once offending the people of the family, she will face the blow of the whole family, just like being chased by the time family, and there will be endless troubles.

As her strength increases, the opponents and enemies she faces are also improving.

Under such circumstances, her intermediate cultivation level of the Infant Transformation Realm is obviously insufficient, and it does not bring her much sense of security, and she still needs more hard-working and diligent cultivation.

The old monk in the holy realm who was sitting in the Sanctuary family is currently unattainable, and she will win if she can slip away after meeting.

When she first realized the Tao, the kind of luck that escaped from Qianshan's hands was one of the best, and she couldn't be lucky.

Her gaze fell on the advanced blue lantern. At this moment, she was very fortunate that the blue lantern had ‘taken’ Jin Lian away. Otherwise, she would not know what to do, and it would be easy to lay the blame.

Su Wu seemed to know what she was thinking in her heart, and paused for a moment, and then the spiritual sense fell on the ‘colorful mist’ formed by the relic spar wrapped in spiritual power.

"this is……"

The relic spar has been completely refined into a cloud of multicolored clouds by the evolving blue lantern, even if only the divine consciousness is left now, and it is blocked by spiritual power, Su Wu can feel the richness and horror contained in the mist. Spiritual power.

"The relic spar refined from the Buddha's body."

Song Qingxiao explained, Su Wu was speechless for a while.

That Buddha Xiu was born in the Sanskrit family, and was able to be given the spiritual treasure level golden lotus by the family as his self-defense magic weapon. At the same time, he also has the powerful golden flag in his hand, which proves that this person is definitely not an ordinary person in the Sanskrit family. Since childhood, he has outstanding talents, was embraced by the sect, and was nurtured by the monks with all kinds of spiritual power and elixir since childhood, and spent a lot of effort to cultivate as a direct descendant.

It can be said that the blood of the Buddha's body is already very precious under such cultivation, and the physique is powerful.

It’s just that no one thought that the actions of the Sanskrit family would eventually be cheaper for someone like Song Qingxiao.

Of course, not every divine object such as relic spar is powerful and can be obtained by a monk with a superior cultivation level, especially the spar obtained by Song Qingxiao. The aura that it exudes is obviously different. It is a general relic stone.

The color mist formed after the refining of the reliquary spar exudes a breath that is not lower than the top materials above the heavenly rank, and even more superior.

In other words, that Buddha Xiu can be refined into a spar after his death, and Song Qingxiao has taken advantage of the time, place and people.

Only when she encountered the war of conferring the gods, which triggered the opportunity of'Nuwa repairing the sky', after the trial began, she happened to enter such a Buddhist practice. The urging and inevitability of the task would cause this Buddha to die. Later, in the trial scene, the body turned into a spar that could fill the sky, allowing Song Qingxiao to take advantage of this unique advantage.

In an instant, Su Wu figured out all the causes and consequences based on what Song Qingxiao said, and couldn't help but begin to be jealous of Song Qingxiao's luck.

This kind of fortune is unique and interlocking, and if a little bit deviates, she will fail and die.

If it were in the trial space where everyone fought, the Buddha would be forced to sacrifice magic weapons ahead of time and attract the attention of other monks. He would probably die in the hands of everyone early. Naturally, there would be no way to stop the green robe and turn his body into a relic.

And if Song Qingxiao hadn't accidentally conquered the chaotic blue lantern during the Gu Mansion expedition, obtained the blue flame, and was able to hold his breath, he would only display such a winning treasure to counter the red hair at the critical moment.

In the face of the overwhelming sea of ​​flames, it may be difficult to escape.

The most important thing is that without the blue flames formed by the fire of heaven, even if the body of a Buddha is useful, it is difficult to be refined.

Every step of this is very important, and one is indispensable, in order to achieve her current luck in the end.

Su Wu considered himself a proud son of heaven. He was born in a family. From the day he was born, he was valued by his family because of his outstanding talents. When he was young, he hardly encountered any setbacks.

Therefore, he has a high self-esteem and rarely envy others. At this time, he can't help but envy Song Qingxiao's opportunity.

This relic spar was originally the material used to fill the sky in the trial space, but she used it to repair this broken dagger, plus the profound crystal that had been refined to this point——

Su Wu didn't dare to imagine what a shocking thing would be produced after these top-notch materials were added in!

The two chatted for a while, and Song Qingxiao's effort had been delayed. At this time, the topic came to an end. After Su Wu stopped speaking, she turned her attention back to repairing the dagger.

The profound crystal has been thoroughly refined, and the relic spar has also been melted. This starry sky is her ‘territory’ for dozens of miles, and this is a great time for her to repair the dagger.

The preparation work Song Qingxiao has been doing for a long time. Now that the event is about to come, she forcibly endures the excitement in her heart, and then adjusts her spiritual power until the spiritual power in the veins has recovered 70% to 80%. , Cautiously summoned the dagger from the dantian, making it float in front of her.

This dagger has been with her for a long time. It is the key weapon that she has been able to walk all the way to the present. It has also performed miraculous effects several times in the critical juncture, saving her life. After breaking, it has been kept in her body. See you rarely bye.

Because the dagger was broken for most of its time, its aura seemed rather dim, even if it was her spiritual power, she did not restore its charm.

The other half of the blade tip, in the original Gu's expedition, Song Qingxiao threw it away in order to distract the gathered nine-day thunder, causing it to be destroyed by the terrifying thunder. Now only half of the broken dagger remains. Only the tail.

In the Battle of Conferred Gods, when Song Qing slayed the giant tortoise, using this object as a medium to withstand spiritual power, this half of the dagger suffered a lot of damage, and several cracks destroyed the remaining blade. The tearing almost made the dagger lose its aura.

After studying the dagger, Song Qingxiao took a deep breath, and then he separated his spiritual power and explored the mysterious crystal.

Her craftsmanship is not clever, she also learned the method from Su Wu, but the materials used are top-level and limited, so she can't be sloppy at all.

Spiritual power guided the melted profound crystal liquid to slowly converge in the direction of the dagger, still using the method taught by Su Wu, so that the profound crystal liquid quickly continued to connect at the dagger's break.

But something unexpected happened to Song Qingxiao. After these translucent melts approached the dagger, they were not polished into the prototype of the dagger as she initially predicted.

After this small amount of profound crystal liquid approached the dagger, it quickly wrapped the back half of the dagger autonomously, and immediately coated it with a layer of lavender profound crystal liquid.

The half of the dagger began to melt quickly in the package of the profound crystal liquid, and merged with the profound crystal liquid.

A large amount of black residue inside was expelled and then crushed by spiritual power. After a while, the half of the dagger was no longer formed, and most of the material inside was removed by the liquid of the mysterious crystal, leaving only a small mass of molten liquid floating. In situ.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, Su Wu among the souls let out a surprised cry, "This profound crystal liquid seems to be too high in rank, and the material of the dagger itself cannot withstand its spiritual power."

He could see through the essence at a glance. The prototype of the dagger has been melted. For Song Qingxiao, although the grade of the dagger itself may become better with the refinement of the material after it is refined, at the same time it lacks half of the dagger, she is like this. A newcomer to the refining tool is equivalent to sculpting a brand new weapon of his own from start to finish.

Song Qingxiao has no experience in crafting magic weapons, and the materials used are too precious. Once she fails, the loss will be immeasurable to her.

"Whether it's melted, the quality of this dagger is only average."

Although this dagger came from a family of soldiers, it was only a top-grade magic weapon. It was sharp for Song Qingxiao earlier, but as her strength improved, such a magic weapon became a bit tasteless.

What's more, this dagger is only a copy, lacking in spirit, and can't even reach the quality of a top-grade magic weapon. Now that it has been rebuilt, it is a good thing.

Su Wu reminded

"Hold your mind, don't be distracted, pay attention to introducing spiritual power into it, and according to your will, first cast out the embryo of the magic weapon in the first step."

At this moment, Song Qingxiao was also a little surprised by the melting of the dagger, but after hearing Su Wu's words, he was shocked and forced to calm down.

She focused on her spiritual sense, controlled her spiritual power to infiltrate the profound crystal liquid in an orderly manner, and the liquid that had been trembling before quickly stabilized.

After controlling it, all the remaining profound crystal liquid was introduced into it, and according to the method of refining equipment taught by Su Wu at the time, this group of molten liquid was guided into the prototype of the weapon.

"Your original dagger is limited." In the spirit, Su Wu continued.

"If you choose the prototype of the magic weapon, you can choose swords, swords, etc., if there are no special restrictions on the secret techniques you can cultivate."

When he said this, Zhuangruo accidentally mentioned her

"The sword master is domineering and powerful."

She has limited materials. If she wants to be a sword, she may still lack something, otherwise it will only be high or low, and it will be difficult to refine a suitable big sword.

In contrast, "The sword belongs to the king, elegant and graceful, and better for you."

He was born in the Taikang family and was a master of the sword. He cultivated his sword qi to the extreme. He could fly the sword to the sky, kill people, and fight thousands of miles to take the lives of people. It was only in an instant, and his power was not under the sword.

In the choice of magic weapons, Song Qingxiao also prefers swords.

When she killed the fifteenth and seventeenth people of the martial arts research institute that day, the scene of the two with their swords against the enemy left a deep impression on her.

Now Su Wu is also an expert with swords. He once said that his magic weapon is also a sword. At this time, he suggested to himself that he wanted to mention something.

Although he knew that Su Wu did this, he might have his own intention, but for Song Qingxiao to improve his strength now is an urgent matter.

It is easier for someone to give pointers than for her to move forward.

What's more, as Su Wu said, her materials are limited, making sword embryos is more practical than making big swords.

Thinking of this, she made up her mind.

The group of profound crystal liquid began to crazily absorb the spiritual power of her body under her divine mind.

The veins and veins are like a water valve that opens the gate, and the peak of spiritual power gushes out and is sucked into the liquid of the profound crystal.

The liquid of the profound crystal burst out with a bright luster, and under the action of spiritual power, it quickly elongated and transformed into the embryonic shape of the long sword.

From time to time, Su Wu among the spirits reminded him that after about two quarters of an hour, Song Qing’s inner spiritual power had been absorbed by 50 to 60%, and the profound crystal liquid had been stretched into a rough-shaped sword embryo, floating on it. In front of Song Qingxiao.

This sword embryo is not yet fully formed, it is already chilling, and the spiritual power it reveals is far beyond the original black dagger.

Seeing the initial completion of the sword embryo, Song Qing showed a hint of joy in his small eyes, and then led the mist that had been prepared on the side of the relic spar over the sword embryo.

As soon as the cloud with multicolored luster was introduced into the sword embryo, it quickly turned into a glow, which tightly wrapped the sword embryo.

In an instant, I saw the great work of the divine light, impacting around.

The supreme power in this cloud is engraved with the sword body, and Song Qing is careful to connect with it. Through the light, the divine sense can'see' that the sword embryo is madly absorbing the powerful spiritual power in the cloud.

At the top of the aura, a lavender translucent sword tip drilled out of the glow, sharp and sharp, making a long sword chant.

The cave suddenly became very cold, and the sword body was not fully formed, but at this time, a cold and cold glow from the blade's edge caused the ice crystals on the top of the cave and around it to send out a'kaka' shock. Cracking sound.

As Yunxia was gradually absorbed by the sword body, the light began to retreat from the tip of the sword along the bottom of the sword body.

‘Buzz—’

The spiritual power in Song Qing's body was quickly sucked into the embryo of the sword, and in an instant it went by another tenth, at an astonishing speed.

At this time, the spiritual power in her body was only more than 10%. The speed at which the sword embryo absorbed the spiritual power surprised her. As soon as the spiritual consciousness fluctuated, Su Wu in the soul screamed coldly.

"It's the critical moment, don't be distracted!"

The formed sword body trembled crazily, and the chill spread out from the sword body, turning into strength, and hitting the walls of the cave.

The abnormal fluctuation of spiritual power made the cave begin to be unstable, and as the sword body became more exposed, the impact became stronger.

A large amount of ice was torn apart, and the ‘hullala’ fell down.

Outside the cave, the moment the relic spar merged with the sword embryo, a bright light hit the top of the cave, revealing the mountain, and reaching the sky.

‘Boom Rumble’!

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, and a large number of clouds rolled and turned into dark clouds and began to converge above the cave.

The change outside Song Qingxiao didn't know right now, she was in a critical period at this time.

At first, she took the initiative to transfer spiritual power into this magic weapon, but later the sword body began to take the initiative to absorb the spiritual power in her body based on the connection between the two.

She gradually felt overwhelmed, and the remaining 10% of the spiritual power was sucked away for a few minutes in an instant. Song Qingxiao only felt like a huge magnet placed in front of her, absorbing the power in her body frantically. Suddenly, sweat appeared on her forehead and nose, and her face turned white, without a trace of blood.

Song Qing clenched her teeth tightly. Seeing that it was about to end, the cloud above the blade finally faded to the bottom of the blade, and slowly faded to the handle.

In the sound of a clear sword sound, the cloud and mist formed by the relic spar was finally completely absorbed by the sword body. When her spiritual power was about to be exhausted, the sword spirit magic weapon finally took shape.

I saw a translucent long sword appearing in front of her, the body of the sword was about **** wide and thin, and the whole body was glowing with a light purple.

Because of her first casting of magic weapons, coupled with the influence of her personality, there is no extra pattern on the sword body. Although the shape is simple, the whole body of the long sword is translucent like a light amethyst carved. As if it was plated with a layer of colorful luster, it looked simple but elegant, and there was a chill that dreaded to be underestimated from the body of the sword.

"It's done!" The moment she saw the long sword, her eyes burst into bright colors, but then Song Qing urinates and remembers what Su Wu said. According to the method he taught, she bit her tongue and urged a mouthful of blood to the sword. Sprayed over!

Although she said that she had conquered the black dagger at the beginning, she only made a simple contract with the dagger by relying on the ability to test the space, and they could not reach the true connection and tacit understanding of the unity of mind and mind.

After the black dagger was damaged, the connection was greatly weakened. When repairing, the half-broken dagger could not withstand the powerful spiritual power of the profound crystal liquid and was completely melted.

Now this sword embryo is equivalent to a brand-new baby she has recreated. Naturally, at the beginning of the casting process, we must first establish contact with it!

The blood in her body is so powerful that it is no less than the best material.

As soon as the squirting blood was absorbed by the sword spirit, the sword body began to tremble crazily, and the cold on it was accidentally released, and the ice spirit power was obstructed by the shock of the sword body, as if he wanted to reject Song Qingxiao's control.

The material of this sword embryo is too bad for the sky, and it has already faintly given birth to instinctive will after it is formed.

When Song Qingxiao saw this, he immediately spewed out another mouthful of blood!

The blood turned into a mist and enveloped the long sword, and the long sword that had previously violently shaken that wanted to fly out of its restraints suddenly seemed to be suppressed by invisible power.

Song Qingxiao's spiritual power was exhausted at this time, but his divine consciousness was not damaged. At this time, he was still able to control the sword embryo, making her own essence and blood combined with the sword embryo.

The sword embryo’s resistance was getting weaker and weaker. Instead, it was her soul, an aura similar to the cold glow from the sword embryo slowly appeared, and she could already feel the existence of the sword aura in the soul. , As the blood was sucked into the sword embryo, an incomparable relationship was finally established between the two.

The blood light gradually faded, and the unruly sword embryo spirit that had formed before now appeared in front of her very docilely.

"It's a pity~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the spirit, Su Wu let out a sigh, interrupting Song Qingxiao's joy.

"Why?" Song Qing Xiaozheng was overjoyed. Hearing what Su Wu said, he couldn't help but asked with a daze.

"The sword embryo you refined, judging from its appearance, at least has reached the Lingbao level." This is not due to Song Qing's amazing craftsmanship, but because the materials she used are against the sky, which is among the treasures of the blood contract. At that time, her essence and blood had a great bonus to the sword embryo, making the sword embryo inherently high, and once it appeared, it would already have a spiritual treasure level.

Logically speaking, such a treasure should give birth to spirituality as soon as it emerges. Once in this world, there must be a vision. "Unfortunately, you initially used that dagger as a plant body, which affected this treasure."

That dagger was just a copy, lacking soul.

Song Qingxiao wanted to repair the dagger at first, but never thought about recasting the weapon, so that the sword spirit was also affected by the dagger during the production process. After the finished product, it has reached the spirit treasure level, but it lacks a trace of natural origin. Spirituality has greatly reduced the power of the treasure. Even Su Wu, who is used to seeing all kinds of good things, can't help but sigh at this time.

"It's a pity."