The world seems to be calm.

Jun Wushuang is wearing a fox fur and it is about to end again every year.

The lights were brightly lit, and she stood in the villa, looking at the snowy scenery of the entire ice city.

“This year is a little boring!”

After the battle between the Qing Emperor Jiuhua and the world is invincible, more than half a year has passed.

The whole world seems to be as turbulent as the water. The Chinese martial arts world, major families, and many forces in the world are busy.

There will be no more wars, no more feats of one man killing the ten earth immortals, and no more madness of the country.

Jun Wushuang sighed, as if there was no less Qing Emperor, a person like her who watched the show, felt that there was no interest.

Even at the end of this year, she seemed to find it difficult to get interested. Since the Battle of Jiuhua, the Jun family has almost one-third in the north. The Yang family and the Liu family will not be enemies of the Jun family. Everything is booming and following the trend of the times.

...

In Jinling, Qin Wende and his wife came back early.

They are still doing well this year, and Jinxiu is almost ranked among the top ten consortiums in China, with assets of nearly 100 billion yuan.

Wende met... Qin Wende gave up, he accompanied Mr. Qin with peace of mind and made arrangements for his former brothers.

The old man is getting older, but fortunately he has Shennong elixir. Although the old man is nearly 70 years old, he is not sick or painless.

Qin Wende seemed to be feeling guilty for the youthful recklessness of the past and the father and son had been separated for a long time.

The most important thing is that Qin Wende was not very interested in the so-called power. His son was the Qing Emperor. Not to mention the so-called Wende Association, even the major families in China would respect him as if they saw the Lord of the Guardian Palace. Wherever he passed, he was smooth.

What's the fun?

Sometimes Qin Wende and Shen Xinxiu still complain, "Why is my son the Qing Emperor? This makes me feel like I have failed to the extreme."

Of course, the response was Shen Xinxiu's scolding. Qin Wende didn't care. Instead, he smiled foolishly after being scolded.

I don't know if he is really angry or fake!

"Isn't the boy coming back for the New Year today?" Qin Wende asked, "He has been on the broken mountain for more than half a year. He is really... He is not as good as him, right?"

In the words, Qin Wende seemed a little worried.

"Xiaoxuan's path is different from you and me. Look at Xiaoxuan, practicing hard day and night. If you know how to play chess and walk birds every day like you, you will be happy!" Shen Xinxiu posted Spring Festival couplets on the side and said angrily.

"Okay, the little brat is the treasure in your heart now, I won't say it anymore!" Qin Wende was a little depressed, but soon, his depression was wiped out, "Xinxiu, do you say Xiaoxuan is twenty-three this year? We are both married by his age!"

"I look at the girl from the Mo family..."

At the Guguo Mansion, Su Qiaoer and Ning Ziyang gathered together. Ning Ziyang's injuries have recovered. Although Shennong Lu Huichun cannot cure Jun Wushuang's constitution, Ning Ziyang's injuries are not too troublesome.

Su Qiaoer summarized the situation this year, and finally, she sighed heavily.

"Then the Qing Emperor hasn't come out of the mountain yet?"

"No!" Ning Ziyang shook his head and said, "Jinling's Sword Envoy has been paying attention. He should be practicing!"

Is it a year to go into seclusion? Su Qiaoer didn't know the joy and sorrow. She was happy that the Qing Emperor did not come out of the mountain, and the Chinese was calm. She didn't know how much trouble she had lost. She was worried that the Qing Emperor was now invincible and still practiced so hard. What was he going to do?

"Forget it, continue to guard Longchi Mountain. If that Qing Emperor comes out of the mountain, you must tell me the first time!"

...

Many Chinese forces are immersed in the joy of the New Year. After all, this is the New Year, and it is the Great Festival of China.

On Longchi Mountain, Mo Qinglian looked at Qin Xuan and Qin Xuanyi

I was sitting cross-legged with my eyes closed, and my hands pinched the spirit skill. A series of spiritual lights flew out of his hands and fell into the Shenmu Xuan Cauldron.

Refining treasures for a whole year!

Mo Qinglian was confused and even more shocked. What was Qin Xuan practicing?

After all, she is going back at the end of the year. She wanted to say goodbye to Qin Xuan, but now she just stared at Qin Xuan for a few minutes and sighed and left quietly.

Below the mysterious cauldron of the divine wood, the flames are deep.

The green tree in Qin Xuan's dantian had already almost dried up, but Qin Xuan seemed to have never felt it.

Although he closed his eyes, the scene in the Divine Wood Xuan Cauldron was reflected in his mind.

The original brown and yellow earth spirit gourd has now turned into a white jade color, just like the one made of white jade.

Not only that, there are also strands of red patterns on it, which are extremely mysterious and imprinted on the bottom of the gourd.

In this year, Qin Xuan refined the Qiankun Stone, integrated it into the spirit gourd, refined the Taotie real bones, and merged with the earth spirit gourd. All kinds of rare materials were tempered in the earth spirit gourd.

Dozens of treasures and even more Taoist patterns. The green trees in his body withered a hundred times, and they kept going for nearly three hundred days and nights.

Qin Xuan continued to refine for two more days until that day when Qin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The Aoki in his body was exhausted again, but he smiled.

I saw that the divine wood Xuan Cauldron had cracks at some point, revealing the divine light in it.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the mysterious divine wood cauldron suddenly shattered.

It has been stagnant for nearly three hundred days and nights. Not to mention the Divine Wood Xuan Cauldron, even the first-class rank is unbearable.

When the Divine Wood Xuan Cauldron was shattered, a white light flew out, and a white gourd rushed into the world, and the divine light almost enveloped the entire Longchi Mountain.

Qin Xuan suddenly stood up and leaped, he soared into the air and grabbed the white gourd.

The burning pain came from his palm, but Qin Xuan didn't care. Instead, he bit the tip of his tongue, and the blood wood in his heart swayed, spewing out a ray of blood.

A stream of essence and blood gushed out of Qin Xuan's mouth and landed on the white gourd, as if water encountered a sponge, it was completely absorbed.

At the same time, Qin Xuan's face shook and his face was slightly pale. He used a trace of imperial thought, one in a billion, and entered the white gourd.

After the Emperor thought about it, he felt like he was connected to the white gourd as if he was armed. The white gourd was trembling violently, and the divine light became more dazzling.

The universe contained in it expanded to many times the moment the emperor thought of it.

Until it calmed down, Qin Xuan's figure slowly fell down and looked at the white gourd.

"Mo Ling!" Qin Xuan shouted softly, and the chattering cup reading sledge mallet Yinshawei Taohuan Pu Tomb Temple is smaller than the zipper.

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Qin Xuan landed on the ground, and the corners of his mouth bent.

After three hundred days and nights, he finally refines this treasure successfully.

The mysterious dragon-slashing gourd!

The universe and the divine thoughts inside it, and now the space inside the mysterious dragon-slaying gourd is the same as Qin Xuan's trace of emperor thoughts.

The heaven and earth in the gourd,

Can accommodate the stars!
Chapter completed!