Taoist chanting

Chapter 546

The gold and silver thread on the black Taoist robe on the young man's body flowed slowly. He looked up at the sky above him. He could see the strange scene of wind and clouds in the sky through the thick hall and the rocky mud layer. traces of him could be found.

Looking to the extremely far northeast direction, I saw a stretch of mountains with attics and palaces.

The scenery is still there, things are people.

The man withdrew his gaze, his slender pupils didn't change much, and said: "Your saber is in tatters. I'll help you repair one or two while I have some time. Just take out any materials you have on you."

Zhang Wenfeng bowed slightly, without further ado, quickly took off the bronze sword with its sheath and put it in the air.

This senior who was more than [-] years ago offered to help him cultivate his sword, and to return the favor he "awakened", so that the worry he was carrying in his heart disappeared.

He took out the [-] catties of Xuanlin gold liquid he had kept from the storage space, and there were nearly [-] catties left in the sect's treasury, a small box of beads made of black crystal jade, silver, and gold, and two pieces of colorful cloud gold. The last piece of gloomy wood is a palm-sized thin gray light marble and a square black endless wood about a foot long.

He took out all the materials he thought were good. This is a rare opportunity, and he is not stingy with treasures.

The young man looked at a bunch of inconspicuous items, threw the light cloud stone back to Zhang Wenfeng, and said: "This stone is worth a little money, and it is not needed for sword repair. You have a wooden bead in your arms, so take it out if you are willing." on the hilt of the sword."

Zhang Wenfeng had no reason to be reluctant, so he quickly took out the Wood Magic Bead and put it in the air, and put the light cloud stone into the storage space.

The young man waved his hand to arrange the materials in the air into a circle, and a ball of flames swept across silently. In an instant, almost all the materials turned into groups of liquids of different sizes.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the broken bronze sword, and wiped the sword with the palm of his left hand. The whole sword seemed to melt and shone brilliantly red.

As he punched strands of material with his fingers one after another, the blade of the sword became more and more brilliant.

Zhang Wenfeng couldn't understand the other party's refining technique, he didn't need a refining furnace, and all refined with real fire. He only saw a few records in the classics, and it was the most brilliant virtual refining method.

He noticed that almost all the materials were burned by the flames released by the man, leaving less than [-]%, and most of the rest were reduced to ashes.

What is concentrated is the essence, and this essence is too little.

The man's refining speed was extremely fast, and he poured all the materials into the fiery red sword in a blink of an eye. He held a wipe between his hands, flowing freely, and looked at the sword that was not completely solidified in the air. He seemed a little dissatisfied. With one grab, he grabbed a mass of rich wood energy essence and threw it at the sword.

"Pfft", white mist came out of the sword.

The man twisted the magic wood beads hanging on one side with two fingers, and pressed them directly on the hilt of the sword.

A brand-new bronze sword with faintly flowing golden scales flew down in front of Zhang Wenfeng. The hilt was in the shape of an ancient fishtail.

Zhang Wenfeng fell in love with this repaired sword at a glance. He couldn't tell the grade of the sword, so he didn't take the sword first, bowed his hands and said: "Senior, please give the sword a name."

The man smiled and said: "It's not good if you do it casually... Let's call it Xuanyuan Sword. It is modeled after the 'Taishang Xuanyuan Sword'. You have to spend some time practicing it."

Stretching out his hand to grab it, a string of rosary beads appeared in his hand.

Zhang Wenfeng held the sword in his hand, and he could already bear the remaining high temperature on the sword. He recognized that the object in the man's hand was the nine beads used to suppress the ancient tomb. Among them, the green wood dan beads looked familiar to him.

"This string of 'Nine Star Flowing Beads' is too powerful, and the cause and effect are too heavy. It would be a disaster to give it to you completely. I will take the energy contained in it, and I will give you the shell of the flowing beads for a thought later."

The man put the beads on his wrist, and the only ones who could wake him up were Taoist disciples, and he counted it to this day.

Zhang Wenfeng inserted the brand-new Xuanyuan sword into the scabbard that didn't quite fit, and bowed to salute: "Thank you for the generous reward, senior."

Even if it is only a string of flowing beads, it is estimated to be a great treasure. According to what the man said, he can find a way to restore the energy in the flowing beads. This is not urgent, and it is impossible to do it with his current cultivation.

"May I ask what your senior is called?"

"When you are able to ascend to the upper realm in the future, we may meet again, and it won't be too late to get to know each other. I will send you out, and you all retreat a hundred miles away. There will be more movement later."

The man waved his sleeves, and the next moment, the two appeared in the outer space.

Dark clouds over the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, like a dark night, with only a circle of light on the horizon.

Zhang Wenfeng felt uncomfortable all over, his hairs stood on end, and his heart trembled with fear.

Under Tianwei, he couldn't move at all.

The man waved his sleeves again, Zhang Wenfeng flew out for tens of miles in a daze, broke away from the pressure of Tianwei, saw Tu Kun, Yang Shuilan and the donkey surrounded him, and shouted: "Hurry up, back a hundred miles away, that senior wants to Transcend robbery!"

He had seen the battle before Mo Ye left, and it was the same scene.

Tu Kun glanced at the figure in the center of Jieyun in the distance, his eyes were full of envy, and he flew to the east, and asked through sound transmission: "What is the name of that senior, and what is his cultivation level?"

"I can't see it. The senior said that we will meet again when we go to the upper realm."

Zhang Wenfeng said in a voice transmission that he was too far away from his predecessor, and the other party didn't tell him his name, so he didn't think there was anything wrong.

Yang Shuilan interjected through voice transmission: "Maybe there are seven levels."

More than five hundred years ago, she had seen many witches and Taoists at the beginning of the sixth level. In the lower realm, very few people could cultivate to the middle of the sixth level. Conditions and time did not allow it. The man in the Taoist robe standing under the robbery cloud, It felt too unfathomable to her.

Tu Kun nodded slightly, he felt that the senior had at least the seventh level of cultivation, so he could face the thunder calamity so calmly.

A few people were talking, and they were a hundred miles away, and it was just when the morning sun rose in the morning, and they were all brilliant.

Look back to the almost pitch-black area where the clouds hang low.

Being able to watch a crossing catastrophe is a wishful thing for Tu Kun and Yang Shuilan. They can gain something in their realm cultivation, but Zhang Wenfeng and Luzi are far behind. They can't see so far, they can only feel the power of heaven and earth.

After waiting for a while, Tu Kun suddenly said, "Here we come!"

There was a loud thunderbolt, and a ray of red thunder fell from the sky, slamming on the head of the man standing proudly between the sky and the earth.

Seeing the colorful rays of light bursting out from the man's body, he easily caught the robbery thunder, You Youyou looked up and waved his hand, Tu Kun and Yang Shuilan secretly said "master", dare to provoke under the robbery thunder, the opponent's cultivation base is beyond doubt at least There are seven levels.

Zhang Wenfeng couldn't see the situation of the man crossing the tribulation, but every strike of thunder made his heart beat violently.

In the back, the thunder was continuous, and he had to exercise his energy and adjust his breath to resist the Tianwei falling from the thunderstorm. It was too scary, but fortunately it was so far away.

When the sky and the earth suddenly became silent, I opened my eyes and saw that the dark clouds were quickly dissipating.

The man had long since disappeared.

Zhang Wenfeng arched his hands and bowed to the distance, only to realize that the string of nine beads, the nine-star flow bead, was wrapped around his left wrist at some point. Danzhu also disappeared from everyone.

"It's amazing! Go, go and have a closer look!"

With an excited look on Tu Kun's face, he said hello, and he and Yang Shuilan couldn't wait to fly away.

While the remnants of the catastrophe are still there, they want to feel it up close.

The two have their own gains, and they need to go back to retreat for a few days to digest.

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