Ling Chong nodded, feeling a little happy, so he sat down casually in the hall. Yuqi hurriedly brewed a pot of tea and brought it to him. Ling Chong drank a sip of tea and asked, "For the past three years, I have any trivial matters that need to be dealt with as I can, you can do as much as possible."

Yuqi stood respectfully on the side. The higher the master Ling's skill, the higher the status of her family. Now she wished Ling Chong could immediately prove Chunyang and get the position of chief sect. Yuqi reported: "During the days when the master was in seclusion, two letters from his family were sent to Jinling's family. In addition, Princess Fengxi sent someone to send miscellaneous items several times, and all the maids were placed in the hall."

Since Ling Chong entered Taixuan, he has been three years old. When he left Jinling, he was only a fifteen-year-old boy, and now he is eighteen years old. Jinling's family sends a letter every six months. When Ling Chong left, he told his family that the letter could be sent to the Qingyuan Taoist Master Qingtian Temple outside the city, and he could pass it over. Qingyuan Taoist Master Qingyuan is a disciple of Bailian, Ren Qing, and Ye Xiangtianming took care of Ling Chong's family nearby. After getting the letter, he used magic power to send it to Taixuan Mountain.

Two years before Ling Chong was in seclusion, he went out of seclusion from time to time. However, in the past year, he saw that the practice was tight and had no time to take care of the civil affairs, and he was also a little concerned about his family and said, "Take it and read it." Yuqi hurriedly picked up two family letters and presented them with both hands. Ling Chong opened them and read them for a long time. The family letters were written by his father Ling Zhen, and there was nothing else. He only said that his brother Ling Kang finally came to Jinke High School and has now been released as a county magistrate. All the people in the family were well. Finally, he told him to step up his studies and get a good exam.

Ling Chong put his family letter in place and smiled bitterly: "I am busy practicing Taoism now, and it is too late to nourish my true energy. How can I go to study and take the exam every day? I can't do the work of glorifying my ancestors in the imperial examination and high school, so I can only count on my elder brother." After three years of leaving home, I was very concerned about my family, but at this time I had not achieved success in practicing Taoism, so I was useless to go back to visit my relatives. It would be better to calm down and practice well. It would not be too late to go back after a while. Ling Zhen always thought that Ling Chong was following Mr. Zhang Shouzheng and Zhang in the capital to study knowledge, so he was very relieved. He didn't know that his son was practicing Qi and practicing Taoism in the strange power and chaos that he disdained the most.

After reading the letter from home, Ling Chong asked again: "Senior Brother Ye has been in this year, has there been any reply?" Ye Xiangtian's whereabouts were mysterious and rarely stayed on Taixuan Peak, and he didn't know where to practice. Ling Chong ordered Yuqi to go to the palace where Ye Xiangtian lived to inquire. Yuqi replied: "Every month, I go to the palace where Mr. Ye lives to inquire, but the Taoist boy in the palace told him that Mr. Ye has never turned around in the past year."

Ling Chong nodded. He was about to go to visit this senior brother of the sect when he heard that he was not in the palace, so he stopped this thought. He ordered Yuqi to go there. During three years, he worked hard to practice, and finally had a few days of leisure to wander around every day. Taixiang Palace was not allowed to be summoned, and he did not dare to go in and out at will. He only visited Heji Palace. A few days later, a guest suddenly came to visit, but it was Princess Fengxi.

Just as Ling Chong did not go out on this day, he ordered Yuqi to invite him in. Princess Fengxi gave him a gift and sat down. Seeing that the uncle was full of energy in his body, he seemed to have improved his cultivation. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I heard that my uncle was practicing Taoism and came out of seclusion, so I came to congratulate you."

Ling Chong looked at the female nephew. After three years of sight, she looked even more pretty. She wore a big red cloak and a long sword on her back. She looked even more heroic. She smiled and said, "I would like to thank my nephew for sending me some things." Princess Feng Xi smiled and said, "I don't respect you for your disciples. It's good if your disciples like you." She thought it was practical. The things she gave were all elegant and exquisite, and she did not fall into a cliché. With Ling Chong's eyes, she also felt very fond of them.

Princess Feng Xi paused and said, "I am here to ask my uncle to come out of the mountain. I have something to ask my uncle for help." Ling Chong asked, "Oh? What's the matter with my nephew, but it's okay." He has been idle these days and was about to find something to do. Feng Xi approached slightly and smiled like a flower, and said, "I don't know what the uncle is. My disciple was born in the Yufeng Kingdom and is one of the nine major countries under my sect. He is also the immortal leader in the sect who has made great efforts to open up fertile fields and thus gathered together. There are many people in the past dynasties who have achieved success in practicing Taoism and stay in the inner sect to listen to it. Those with qualifications and lower sects still go out to handle external affairs."

Ling Chong nodded. He knew a little about Princess Feng Xi’s origin. He was a princess of a country with a high status. However, he could not be judged in Taixuan Sect. Now he is just an inner disciple. Princess Feng Xi said again: “When the disciple comes, the king of the country told his disciple a great secret. This secret has been passed down by word of mouth in the country for a hundred years and is related to a mineral. If the disciple can enter the sect smoothly, he can find the mineral to refine the flying sword.”

Sword cultivators have almost all their cultivation skills above the flying sword. If you have a good sword weapon, you will be like a tiger without any intention. Generally speaking, when you reach the realm of Condensation, you can start to sacrifice and refine the flying sword. The way of sword cultivators is to focus on only the essence and pure. Once sacrifice and refine, it is almost a lifelong use. If it is not a big accident, few people will change it halfway. Therefore, it is very important to choose the treasure material for sacrifice and refine the flying sword.

After becoming a qualified member of the Princess Feng Xi, Ren Qing loved him very much. He specially asked his teacher to re-define the Tianhuang Burning Heaven Method that Feng Xi practiced into a superior magic technique. As long as he cultivated into a golden elixir, he could immediately practice the mysterious hundred-refining sword technique. The Tianhuang Burning Heaven Method was originally a middle and lower method. After being deduced by the Taoist Taoist, it became a wonderful magic technique. Princess Feng Xi worked hard for three years and actually became a Yang Shen in one fell swoop and broke into the realm of Condensation.

Since Feng Xi entered the school, she has always been paying attention to Li Yuanqing's movements. The two of them are a feud. If Li Yuanqing gained power and practiced the Taoist Dharma, although his family would not die without a place to bury him, the fate of the Yufeng Kingdom would be very considerate. Li Yuanqing is also extremely talented and is incomparable to her. He also breaks the true realm of Guanning. Especially in his hand, he also needs a ancestral weapon such as the Dragon Tongue Sword, and his sword skills are even more brilliant than her. He heard that Li Yuanqing found a few more precious things that cherish gold and iron, and refine the Dragon Tongue Sword, which is much more powerful.

Princess Fengxi thought hard and couldn't do anything. Suddenly, she remembered that the king had told her that there was a deposit of mine thousands of miles away from Taixuan Mountain, which was an ore vein of essence and iron ore. Maybe there was also iron essence inside, which was the best treasure for sacrificing flying swords. The ore vein also appeared by chance a hundred years ago in the Yufeng Kingdom, and it was hidden here and left for later use. Unfortunately, no one who worshipped the Taixuan Sword Sect has cultivated a profound Taoist method in the past dynasties, so it cannot be used.

Princess Fengxi is so talented that she is expected to become a great monk. Only then did the Lord Yufeng tell her about this matter and ordered her to take it away. As long as she gets the iron ore and takes it, she can create a sharp flying sword, not under the Dragon Tail Sword. However, the iron ore has been around for a long time, and now she doesn't know what it looks like. Princess Fengxi dares not go alone. She contacted several helpers in the past few days and learned that Ling Chong had left the pass, and rushed immediately. She still doesn't know how good the uncle's cultivation is. It's enough based on his identity as the supreme introductory disciple of the head sect. If he can pull him up, whether he succeeds or not, it will be considered a relationship with this second-generation disciple, which will definitely be of great benefit to future practice.

Ling Chong was a little embarrassed. He worshipped Guo Chunyang as his teacher. This ancestor, who had never seen the dragon's tail, passed down the cave-xu sword technique, and then beat him to the Taoist Weiyong. Taoist Weiyong was still responsible, but only gave instructions for three times. The rest were all based on him to practice. Although Ling Chong is now proficient in the Taoist Dharma and the Taoist Sword Technique, he still lacks common sense for other Taoist practices. Even if he can start to sacrifice and refine the flying sword in the realm of Condensing the True Realm, he doesn't know.

Princess Feng Xi saw that his expression was wrong, so she thought he had no interest in the iron ore and said bitterly: "Uncle Master is the master of the teacher who entered the house. He is the one who is in charge of external objects and has his own sect to raise. I don't know the suffering of our inner disciples. The treasures for refining flying swords should be the best of Taiyi Yuan Jing, thousand-year cold iron, ten thousand-year ice spirit, western fine gold, Taibai gold essence and all kinds of innate wonderful things. However, those treasures of heaven and earth have never heard of them, let alone take them into their hands? It is a blessing for our disciples to refine flying swords such as cold iron, iron essence, and gold mother. It is enough to apply them for life. In that iron ore, it is not certain that it is iron essence, which is the best material. If the uncle is willing to help, he can give him 70% of the nephew after getting the iron essence. As for the other fine iron items, uncle can take as much as possible."

When Princess Feng Xi said this, her heart was bleeding. Iron essence was hard to come by. An iron ore vein had been through thousands of years, but it only gave birth to dozens of kilograms. It was not enough to even create a dagger. But if it could be exchanged for Ling Chong, the second-generation disciple, to help, no matter what the price was, it would be worth it.

Ling Chong really didn't know the preciousness of the iron essence, so he searched through the Star Dou Yuanshen Sword Skill, and suddenly realized that there was no method of sacrifice and refining the flying sword in this sword technique. After thinking about it, he was relieved. The Star Dou Yuanshen Sword refines Zhoutian's star power and reaches the highest level. The Star God is the flying sword. He uses the Star God to refine the sword without external objects and does not require external seeking. Just this point, he is worthy of being the best Taoist technique that the elder of Taixuan Sect has devoted himself to.

Ling Chong's family still hopes to have a golden iron flying sword in his hand and fly to the sky before he can get pleasure. In particular, he doesn't know how many years it takes to cultivate the Star God Sword. When he has nothing to do, he goes on and get some fine iron to refine sword weapons. It's good. He nodded and agreed: "Nephew Fengxi, I agree to this matter, but if there is iron essence, I will not take any. Just some fine iron, which is considered to be a reward for the things you sent."

Princess Feng Xi was overjoyed and shouted, "Uncle Master is so generous, and I am impressed by the disciples. Without further ado, the disciple invited two friends to participate. They can go out in three days. Please prepare early." Ling Chong smiled and said, "It's just so many people. If you are surprised, you'd have a helper." Feng Xi saw that the uncle was not arrogant and very easy-going, so she couldn't help but feel good about Dasheng. She took out a piece of brocade and opened it to look like a map, and said, "The iron ore is thousands of miles southwest of Taixuan Peak. This is a map. Please check it out."

Ling Chong took the map, glanced at it a few times, and said, "Don't worry, I will meet under Taixuan Peak in three days." He broke into the realm of Condensing, and his true energy was filled with it, and it was enough to withstand the attraction of the earth's core magnetic force. He could temporarily fly away from the earth, and travel thousands of miles a day was no problem. Although it was not the way to control the sword, it was also very fast. A monk from the Xuanmen only had to cultivate to the realm of refining the Gang, and the true energy in his body was in harmony with the Tiangang, so he could not be trapped by the power of the earth's core magnetic force. He flew high in the sky, and the realm of Condensing could only move to the wind.

Princess Fengxi was very satisfied and did not dare to disturb her, so she said goodbye immediately. After Ling Chong waited for her to go, he ordered Yuqi to prepare some clear water. He had already fasted the valley, and drank the dew, and did not eat the fireworks of the world, and only needed a little clear water. Yuqi said: "It will take a few days before he can return here. Just now, Princess Fengxi said that there are two more people going with him. There are also some elixirs for fasting in the palace. Master might as well bring some to those three." Ling Chong is a disciple of the head sect, and he has his own rituals on daily basis, and every month he is given the precepts. This elixir for fasting is one of them, which is very useful. Taking one pill can relieve hunger and thirst in seven days. However, Princess Fengxi and others do not have such blessings. Although the inner disciples also have the precepts, they are just some ingredients that replenish vitality. How can they be treated as second-generation disciples?

Ling Chong thought for a while and said, "What you said is right, I am not thinking well. Just bring more fasting pills." Yu Qi took the order. Three days later, Ling Chong carried a small baggage and left Heji Palace and went straight to Taixuan Peak. Taixuan Peak was thousands of feet high. If no one was there to guide him, it would be difficult to fly over. Now he is not Wu Xia Ameng, so he cannot control the flying sword, and can come and go freely, and it only takes some effort.

Ling Chong was in a hurry to move his true energy, flying back and forth between the rocks. The white clouds in front of him were cool and turned into water vapor. It was very comfortable. It took more than an hour before Ling Chong took off Taixuan Peak in one breath, sat quietly with the foot of the mountain for a while, adjusting the true energy, and waiting for Feng Xi and others.

The residence of Princess Fengxi and other inner disciples was much shorter than that of the Heji Palace where Ling Chong lived, but it was a thousand feet above the ground. With just a cup of tea, Fengxi was seen from the top of the peak, and there were two figures behind him. Ling Chong had a special eye and had seen a girl behind Fengxi, who looked very familiar. It was the woman who defeated Fang Youde when he first entered the competition.

The girl was so delicate that she used a heavy sword in her hand, which made her feel very strong. At that time, the girl still looked very delicate, but she was carrying a wide-blade and thick sword behind her, which was amazing. The other was a man, in her thirties, with a sinister face and wearing the costumes of the inner sect's disciples in the door. In the Taixuan Sword Sect, if the inner sect's disciples succeed in their cultivation, they can also take on the position of the orders in the sect according to their different achievements.

The three of them came very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she had already arrived in front of Ling Chong. Princess Fengxi smiled and said, "Uncle Ling is coming so fast! This is Junior Sister Zhu Yue, who is under Master Tongde. This is Senior Brother Di Cheng, and he is the nephew of Master Di Qian. Two senior brothers and sisters, why don't you meet Master Ling quickly!"

The girl named Zhu Yue bowed and shouted, "Disciple, pay homage to uncle!" Her voice was crisp, and her demeanor seemed to be unscheming. The man named Di Cheng smiled slightly and did not laugh, and just bowed slightly to finish the matter, as if he was quite resentful towards Ling Chong.

Ling Chong glanced at him, without asking more questions, and said, "My nephew is here, let's go!" Princess Feng Xi was carrying a long sword, with a large package behind her, and filled with many things in pieces. Seeing that Ling Chong was empty and there was a small bag behind her, she asked, "Didn't Master bring a long sword?" Ling Chong said lightly, "I don't have a good magic sword in my hand, so it's better not to bring ordinary ordinary soldiers." He cultivated the magic power of the true level, and a mysterious sword illusion in Dantian. Ordinary ordinary soldiers broke off with their true energy, and it was useless to carry them.

Di Cheng suddenly said sarcastically: "Uncle Ling is really good at cultivation. He doesn't even bring a sword when he goes out. The disciple admires it." Ling Chong frowned slightly. Seeing that Di Cheng was also in the realm of Ning Zhen, he asked himself that he had never seen this person before, and for some reason he was full of hostility towards his family. Princess Fengxi frowned slightly after hearing Di Cheng's words. Suddenly remembered something, and secretly called it a bad thing, but forgot the reason.

It turned out that Di Cheng was Di Qian's nephew, and his hostility towards Ling Chong was caused by Ling Chong's own family. When Ling Chong first entered Taixuan, the Taoist Master Bailian said that he wanted to find out who had leaked the Shushan Sword's Sword's Sword secretly and had to deal with it with the sect rules. Three years later, Ling Chong's family had already left this matter behind, but he did it in Taixuan Mountain. However, the ruined score in Taixuan Mountain was a mess.
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