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At this time, Zhang Tong was beside Zhen Yuandao. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but wonder: "Master, since the giant python is so powerful and the water monsters below are obviously no match for it, why do they still insist on fighting it? Isn't that right?

Are you seeking death?"

Zhen Yuandao thought for a while and felt that it didn't make sense. However, at this moment, he suddenly discovered that in the center of the whirlpool stirred up by the giant python, there was a faint outline of a building. He suddenly realized it and shouted: "It turns out that

in this way!"

After all, Zhang Tong had too little experience. He saw the river was dim but didn't see any clues. He became even more suspicious and asked hurriedly: "Master, could it be that he saw something?"

Zhen Yuandao stretched out his hand and pointed down, smiled and said: "Look carefully, what is there under the water!"

Zhang Tong followed what he pointed out, looked down and found the water palace. He couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Does master mean that these water monsters and the giant python are fighting to the death to compete for this water palace?"

Zhen Yuandao nodded and said: "Your experience is too shallow, so you may not know something. Legend has it that in ancient times, Emperor Donghua ruled the world and surrounded the universe with immortals, who came to worship him. Emperor Donghua also established immortal official positions in famous mountains in the world.

Dachuan, enthroning the City God and the River God, built mountain palaces and water mansions, just like the imperial yamen in the secular world. To this day, Emperor Donghua has long been missing, and the Immortal Dynasty he established has also been wiped out. However, many of the mountain palaces and water mansions built at the beginning have disappeared.

But they have been preserved. I heard that some of them still contain many magic weapons from the original period. No wonder these water monsters risked their lives to fight with the giant python."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tong's eyes immediately lit up and he hurriedly asked: "The Ancient Immortal Mansion is so rare! Now that Master has perfected the Flying Sword, why not go down and drive away all the water monsters and giant pythons, and take this opportunity to seize the Water Mansion?

?”

Zhen Yuandao was also said to be a little moved. It happened that Lingxi Temple had just been destroyed, and he had nowhere to stay, so he occupied this water mansion. Isn't it ten times more impressive than the original Lingxi Temple!

But Zhen Yuandao thought about it for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Although the water palace down there is good, it is of little use to me. Now I have other important things, which is to get the stone marrow, so don't waste time here.

Besides, although the giant python has not yet transformed into a dragon, its scales are already indestructible to swords. Even if I could kill him, I would still be unable to escape unscathed. I’d better drop this matter and I’ll be on my way as soon as possible.”

As he spoke, Zhen Yuandao had made up his mind, no longer hesitating, turned around directly, raised his sword light again, and flew straight towards Mangshan Mountain with Zhang Tong in his arms.

This time, there were no more twists and turns on the way, and we arrived at the boundary of Mangcang Mountain before it got dark. We saw mountains and dense vegetation. As far as the eye could see, there was no human habitation at all, and it was extremely desolate.

In the past few years, Zhen Yuandao has been to this Mangcang Mountain several times in order to practice magic, and he is already familiar with it. But this time, because flying with a sword is different from before, he is really a little uncomfortable for a while. Look at that

The mountain scenery seemed different from before. After searching carefully, it took him a long time to land in a forest and rocks.

Because it had been so many years, Zhen Yuandao could not remember clearly where the stone marrow had been buried for thousands of years. He could only rely on some vague impressions and original marks to find the entrance.

Originally, Zhen Yuandao was a little worried. After more than ten years, would the cave entrance be discovered again? Will the ten thousand-year-old stone marrow inside be gone?

It was only then that he finally felt relieved when he saw that the entrance was still intact. While secretly delighted, he immediately activated his sword light and swept it forward to separate the earth and rocks, revealing a black

The entrance to the lacquer was closed for many years, but it suddenly opened, and a turbid air suddenly came out.

Zhen Yuandao knew in his heart that this place was where the Mangcang Mountain's earth veins converged, otherwise it would not have been possible to give birth to a spiritual creature like the Wan Zai Jing Yuan. The turbid air generated here was even more unusual, so he quickly threw out his five-yin bag and inhaled hard for a while.

, sucked away all the turbid air, and then led Zhang Tong into the cave.

The last time Zhen Yuandao came here was more than twenty years ago, and the cave remained the same after a long time. After walking about a hundred feet, he had gone deep into the cave. The front suddenly opened up, revealing a hall more than ten feet square. Up and down

About five or six feet high, the top of the cave is densely packed with extremely sharp, upside-down stalagmites, as if countless arrow clusters are about to shoot down at any time. There are also many cones on the ground formed by dripping stalagmites over time.

Stone pillar.

Looking further inside, in the center of the hall, surrounded by numerous stalagmites, stands a round stone pillar more than one foot high and about six or seven feet in diameter. It glows with a faint fluorescence, is as white as jade, and has a very smooth surface.

It seems as if it has been carefully polished.

When Zhen Yuandao saw the stone pillar, his eyes immediately became more eager. He hurried a few steps to come to it, touched it gently with his hand, and murmured: "Twenty-six years have passed! I never thought that I, Zhen Yuandao, would still have a chance.

Back here again!”

As Zhen Yuandao spoke, he squinted his eyes, as if he was recalling old events many years ago. Zhang Tong followed closely behind him. Seeing where the stone pillar was, it was not difficult to guess that it must be the Wan Zai stone marrow.

I couldn't help but look at it carefully.

It wasn't until a long time later that Zhen Yuandao came back to his senses and began to look at the ten thousand-year-old stone marrow again. Then suddenly, a bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He pointed his hand at the stone pillar, and a green sword light flew out.

, flew past like lightning.

In an instant, there was only a clanging sound, like the clash of gold and iron. When the cold light flashed again, Zhen Yuandao had put away the flying sword, but only a white spot as big as the size of a thumb's belly was left on the outer shell of the stone marrow.

, about half an inch deep, which is a drop in the bucket for the entire stone shell.

Zhen Yuandao looked at the result and couldn't help but frowned. He originally thought that even if the sword could not penetrate the stone shell, it would at least penetrate seven or eight inches. Unexpectedly, only a few stone fragments were broken off.

In fact, although the shell of the Ten Thousand Years Stone Marrow is strong, it cannot withstand the power of the superior magic weapon. However, the quality of Zhen Yuandao's herring sword is really average. There are only eighteen layers of prohibitions in the sword, which is already inferior to flying swords.

Enter the lower multiplier.

The power of a general magic weapon only depends on two things. One is the material itself, and the other is the number of restrictions in refining. The more restrictions there are in refining, the more powerful the magic weapon is. For example, Zhang Tong's five-yin bag can be made by just refining it.

There are one level of restrictions, the Black Dog Nail Refining has ten levels of restrictions, the Tiger Roaring Sword has been refined by the Master Hu Xiao and has fifteen levels of restrictions, and the Gold Swallowing Gourd has twenty-seven levels of restrictions. No need to look at the other ones, they have already established themselves.

Judgment.

As a major branch of magic weapons, flying swords require heavier materials in addition to restrictions. Generally, flying swords must be refined with at least nine levels of restrictions before they can be activated, kill people in the air, and fly people. Otherwise, they cannot be called at all.

It's a flying sword. Zhen Yuandao's herring sword has been refined with eighteen levels of restraints. Logically speaking, it's quite a lot. It's considered to be the best among the low-grade flying swords.

It's a pity that the material of this flying sword is really unsatisfactory. Except for some star sand, it is all made of ordinary hardware. It is not even as good as Zhang Tong's original set of flying knives. Although it is made with eighteen layers of restrictions, its actual power is

But it was greatly compromised. Even Zhang Tong's Tiger Roaring Sword only had fifteen levels of restrictions, but because of its excellent material, it actually outperformed it.

However, Zhen Yuandao had never seen a better flying sword in his life, so he did not think that his own flying sword was very inferior. Instead, he secretly sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that the outer shell of this stone marrow that has been around for thousands of years is so hard! This sword just now,

I tried my best, but it still failed. It seems that if you want to open the stone shell, you have to take a long-term approach, calm down, and spend your time slowly. No matter how hard the stone shell is, it cannot withstand the effort of dripping water penetrating the stone."

Zhen Yuandao made up his mind, and he tried it eagerly, opened the stone shell, and collected the bell. His elated mood gradually faded away. He turned around and ordered Zhang Tong to go outside to find some branches and weeds, and carefully cover the hole above.

Stop, then focus on nothing else, activate the sword technique, and turn the herring sword into a flying rainbow, spinning rapidly around the stone shell, making a crackling sound, and causing stone fragments to fly everywhere.

After Zhang Tong received the order, he did not dare to neglect. After hiding the entrance outside, he played a few talismans around him to hide the aura left by him and Zhen Yuandao. After returning to the cave, half an hour had passed.

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Zhen Yuandao was also very perseverant, and kept using the sword light for a moment, causing the stone powder to fly and the entire cave to be filled with smoke and dust. Fortunately, Zhang Tong and Zhen Yuandao were both wise people, so they were not afraid of these things.

, the stone shell was really hard, even if Zhen Yuandao used the flying sword to kill it, it was still very strenuous, and the Qi was consumed rapidly. After holding on for a while, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he had to stop, breathe in and out, and recover.

Infuriating.

When Zhang Tong saw this, he was a little anxious, and he even wanted to go up and help. He had taken out the ten-thousand-year-old stone marrow bell early. At least in this situation, he should be able to take a sip, but it's a pity.

His Tiger Roaring Sword has not yet seen the light of day, so he can only do it in a hurry, but he can't get hold of it.

After waiting for Zhen Yuandao to rest for a while, he started to activate the flying sword again, and so on, killing for a while, and resting for a while. Zhang Tong looked bored and couldn't help himself, so he simply ran to the entrance of the cave.

It was said that he was helping Zhen Yuandao protect the Dharma, but in reality he was just seeking peace and practicing secretly here.

At this time, Zhen Yuandao was focused on opening the outer shell of the Ten Thousand Years Stone Marrow, and he was indifferent to what Zhang Tong was doing. However, the stone shell was extremely hard, and even after holding on for more than a month, he could not wear away much of the outer shell of the Ten Thousand Years Stone Marrow.

, but it made Zhen Yuandao's sword skills more proficient.

Because when Zhen Yuandao first entered Taoism, he obtained the Great All-Seeing Thunder Sound Sword Technique from Leiyin Temple. However, at that time, his cultivation level was too low, and secondly, he had no flying sword to use, so he didn't do anything with this sword technique.

He practiced carefully. It wasn't until he got the Herring Sword last time that he started to concentrate on practicing. However, the time was too short and the practice was insufficient. He always felt that some places were running sluggishly, but he couldn't find the reason.

This time, he hit the mark. Within a month, except for rest, Zhen Yuandao was urging the flying sword almost all the time. Before he knew it, the sluggish feeling disappeared and he started to follow his heart.
Chapter completed!