Dong!

The long black and white thing under the sharp claws of the Sky-Chief-Winged Dragon was suddenly released by it, and it suddenly fell from the air, making a huge roar, and a semicircular deep pit suddenly collapsed on the ground.

Ji Changkong, not far from that thing, was startled and caught off guard, was humiliated by the dust raised, and looked embarrassed.

He really didn't know what the celestial pierced dragon threw down. It fell from the low sky and actually smashed the earth into a deep pit. It can be seen that the weight of the thing was extremely terrifying.

After throwing the things down, the Sky-Winged Dragon did not stay here for a long time, and turned around and flew back to the Poison Dragon Pond, as if it was specially here to deliver things.

Seeing the Yunmeng overlord slowly sinking into the Poison Dragon Pond, Ji Changkong breathed a sigh of relief at first, then he looked stunned, and laughed in silence: "It didn't eat my cooked meat and repay my kindness with something, right?"

He shook his head with a strange expression. Ji Changkong limped towards the deep pit that was smashed out. He got into the deep pit with a little difficulty. He saw a long black thing in his eyes.

When he came to the front of the thing, Ji Changkong looked carefully and suddenly found that this was a long sword hidden in the scabbard. I don’t know if the scabbard and the handle were sunk in the Poison Dragon Pond for too long, and it was covered with a layer of black mud, so it looked very strange from a distance.

"Huh!"

With a scream, Ji Changkong, who was standing beside Changdao, was in a peaceful mood, but suddenly he sensed that the long sword in the scabbard seemed to have a strong fluctuation in his life!

Bang bang! Bang bang!

This sound kept coming from the long sword that was locked by the scabbard, as if... there was a powerful heart that was beating continuously!

His eyes were full of horror. Ji Changkong had never encountered such a magical thing. He also knew a little about the situation of the cultivator's cultivation. He understood that the celestial beings who reached the Liuhetian could temper his own magic weapon. He used his essence, blood, gods and various strange materials to temper his magic weapon. He had a self-awareness, could interact with him at will, and could maximize the power of the magic weapon.

However, according to Ji Changkong's understanding of the realm of Liuhetian, the divine weapon with self-consciousness, although it is spiritual, is not like the long sword in front of him. Standing far away from it gives people a feeling of vitality. The blade body wrapped in a scabbard and the surging power of life jumping seem even more strange.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Changkong approached the long knife stained by the sludge, "sharp" and tore off a corner of the blue shirt, and wiped the thick sludge on the long knife with the torn blue shirt.

Suddenly, a strange feeling surged into Ji Changkong's heart. As soon as his hand was pressed on Changdao's body, his own heartbeat also jumped violently. In an instant, his heartbeat and Changdao's heartbeat were the same time. The two sounds suddenly became one.

It was also at this moment that Ji Changkong had an extremely wonderful illusion, as if... the long sword and him became one, and the heart in the long sword's body became his other heart!

With a look of surprise, Ji Changkong quickly wiped the side of the long sword clean, and the appearance of the long sword gradually revealed...

The blade is in the shape of a dragon, and the scabbard is full of cumbersome dark red dragon patterns. The patterns give people an extremely complex and wonderful feeling. The hilt of the knife is a ferocious dragon head, which is somewhat similar to the head shape of the celestial winged dragon that appeared before. The long sword scabbard cannot be seen from any material, but it gives people a simple and solemn feeling.

At the corner of the hilt, there are two small characters engraved - Long Yao, and the name of the knife is Long Yao.

This knife must have been a few years. Ji Changkong secretly defined it, and then he felt a move in his heart, wanting to turn the other side and wipe it all clean.

"call……"

It was so heavy! Ji Changkong took a breath and used all his strength, but found that he could not pry the long sword. When he touched the hilt, Ji Changkong tried his best again, but found that he could not pull out the long sword that had been covered with dust scabbard for many years!

This dragon-shaped long sword called Long Yao is made of. It is too heavy, and Ji Changkong, who is different from the past, is helpless - he can't pick it up or pull it out!

He collapsed on the ground helplessly and looked at the long sword he loved so much that Ji Changkong looked helpless.

Hurry!

Another sound of water splashing came from the Poison Dragon Pond. The huge body of the Sky-Winged Dragon swept in the whistling wind. In the sharp claws, a handful of ink black stones with clear edges and black luster shining. After arriving here, it threw the stone down, and more than a dozen stones fell all over the ground.

It circled around Ji Changkong, wondering if it knew that Ji Changkong could not take the long sword. After a while, it suddenly approached and used its wide flesh wings to fiddle Ji Changkong to the side. Its huge claws grabbed Long Yao and flew directly to the Poison Dragon Pond.

Seeing the Sky-Chief Wingdragon take away Long Yao, Ji Changkong looked helpless. It sent Long Yao for the first time, which shows that the Sky-Chief Wingdragon is not unwilling to give him Long Yao. He can only say that his power is too insignificant, and he doesn't even have the strength to take Long Yao away.

Alas, forget it, when one day I am strong enough, I will ask it for Long Yao. Ji Changkong can only comfort himself like this, sighed and lost for a while, then shifted his sight and landed on the strange thing it brought for the second time.

...

Black Jade Yuan Crystal?!

Ji Changkong's eyelids jumped, regardless of the pain in his legs and feet, rushed to the side in a jumping position, and picked up the ink black stone closest to him.

As soon as Shi Tou got it, Ji Changkong felt dizzy and felt as if some strange power had affected his mind.

As soon as he put away Yuanli, the dizzy feeling disappeared without a trace. After trying it repeatedly many times, Ji Changkong looked ecstatic. At this moment, it seemed that the tingling pain on his body was gone, and he actually started dancing in this deep pit.

The black jade Yuan crystal is an extremely rare and extremely precious Yuan stone. This is a wonderful Yuan stone that can increase the power of the soul. It is much more precious and rare than the flame Yuan beads given to Ji Wanyun by Nie Yuanshan that day.

Ordinary Yuan stones can temper divine weapons. The more precious ones can directly absorb the rare Yuan power to increase the cultivation of the gods. The more precious ones are like the flame Yuan beads, which have some special effects...

However, among all kinds of Yuan stones, few can directly increase the power of the soul!

The cultivation of the heavenly beings starts from the realm of the Three Talents. The cultivation of the soul is an indispensable part of the cultivation, and it can even be said to be a crucial part!

Only when the soul is strong enough, some special secret skills of the gods can be practiced to the extreme, and only when interacting with the magic weapon can you do whatever you want, and you can have the opportunity to break through to a deeper level...

In short, the cultivation of the soul is very important. Every celestial being must work hard in this aspect, and there is no possibility of avoiding this part!

In this world, it is not easy to give birth to a wonderful thing like Yuan stone. It is already a miracle to give birth to a magical black jade Yuan crystal that can increase the soul!

As one of the most precious Yuan stones, the black jade Yuan crystal is definitely one of the most popular strange things in the eyes of the world's gods!

Ji Changkong, who was full of excitement, carefully put fourteen black jade Yuanjingzi of different sizes into the package and tied the package firmly with hemp rope. Then he laughed and felt that he had really taken advantage of the situation.

Walking out of the deep pit, he confirmed that the Sky-Winged Dragon had no malice to Ji Changkong, and he was no longer anxious. He collected the peeled skin of the Thousand-Year Purple Gold Toad, a long tendon as thick as a thumb on his back, a huge poisonous teeth full of his mouth, and a pair of eyes in another small package.

Ji Changkong didn't know what the specific function of these things was, but he was sure that the purple-gold toad that had been on the thousand-year-old was definitely full of treasures. After returning to the Ji family, he would naturally know the specific function after asking his third grandfather and aunt Ji Wanyun.

He was not in a hurry to leave the Poison Dragon Pond immediately. Ji Changkong was preparing to heal his leg injury first at the place where the Tianshi Winged Dragon lived, and then return to Ji's house. After all, there were still many crises on the way back. Only by ensuring that his hands and feet were neat, could he increase his chances of survival.

For several days, Ji Changkong stayed next to the Poison Dragon Pond. At dusk, the winged dragon would fly out of the Poison Dragon Pond to find food.

In a short while, it would come back with a blood-covered beast. The beasts it caught were huge existences like saber-toothed rhinoceros and blood-patterned giant crocodiles. When they were thrown in front of Ji Changkong, they were all dead.

Ji Changkong was familiar with the road, peeling and cutting flesh, setting fire, baking with seasoning spices, and feasting with the Tianshi Pterodes. Naturally, he ate small portions and the Tianshi Pterodes eat large portions.

Eight days later, Ji Changkong not only recovered from his leg injury, but under the nourishment of the ferocious beasts such as Yunmeng Daze, his body, which was originally a bit thin, also became stronger. Although he was far inferior to other children in the Ji family, he looked like he was weak again.

Instead, it gives people a feeling of being energetic and full of spirit!

After taking care of his body, Ji Changkong left quietly with his spoils while the Sky-Crown Winged Dragon was resting at night.

Along the way, he carefully avoided those ferocious beasts that were like ants in the eyes of the Sky-Winged Dragon, and encountered some dangers in the middle of the journey. Fortunately, they were all safe and sound. After more than twenty days, they finally got out of Yunmeng Lake.

When he got home, Ji Changkong whistled up to the sky and happily walked towards Qingyan Mountain near him. In his hand, he tightly held the small bottle filled with the spit of a thousand-year-old purple gold toad.

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Chapter completed!