Jun Wuxie was so excited that he was a little trembling!
The second top Hunyuan Holy Soldier!
He was very satisfied with this Qingcheng Battle Scythe and was tailor-made for Yan Qingcheng!
One of Yan Qingcheng's two ancient bloods is the true blood of the Mei Tong, and the true blood of the Mei Tong gives her a mysterious eye technique, which is to charm people's minds.
The charming pupil pattern on the Qingcheng Battle sickle, the charming pupil reflected in the void also has a shocking effect. Combined with Yan Qingcheng's charming pupil technique, the effect must be excellent.
Even if she does not use the magic pupil technique, as long as she waves this battle sickle, the charm pupils reflected in the void will bring huge mental pressure to the opponent during the battle!
This not only mentions the sharpness of the top Hunyuan Holy Soldier and the blessing of the attack power of the holder, but also the power that the weapon itself needs to consume energy and spirit to activate.
"This war sickle has a special soul-catching effect! Junior brother, is it that you designed such a weapon to give to someone with charming eyes? It's not that he is a younger brother or sister again?"
God said slowly.
Jun Wuxie touched his chin and said, "Senior Brother is right, it's really your younger brother and sister, with true blood in his body. I'm going to give the Qingyu Qingluan Sword a few days ago, and your younger brother and sister are envious.
Very, if I don’t give her weapons, she will probably feel resentful. Alas, man, hey, life is exhausted..."
"You're almost done." Shen Zhu glanced at him sideways and said, "You're still good at getting a bargain. You're surrounded by you. You can hug you and enjoy all the blessings of all people. Don't be with us single old dogs.
Show off in front of you, it’s easy to get beaten.”
After his words fell, Shen slowly and Shen Xi laughed.
Jun Wuxie smiled and took Qingcheng Zhanxia into his hand, without following the words of his second senior brother Shenmao.
He didn't expect that the second senior brother of the weapon refining maniac would have such a side. He thought that when he was young, he was probably a funny guy.
He also ordered and engraved talismans, imprinting a large number of talismans containing talismans that contained talismans and killing in the war sickle, and attached a wisp of his own spiritual mark.
"My junior brother, it's not too late, please absorb the refining experience of last night."
Shen Xi said, stepped forward and took the Qingcheng Zhan Scythe from him.
"Okay, but I will go to the vicinity of the Wuzu Palace to participate in the qualifying competition tomorrow, and time is relatively hurrying."
Jun Wuxie sat down cross-legged in front of eternity and soon entered a deep state of understanding.
Shen Xi, Shen Zhu, Shen slowly took turns to control the war sickle, and they couldn't let it go.
For weapon refiners, what else is more attractive than top-grade weapons?
Mu Ciyin quietly guarded Jun Wuxie's side, not saying anything, as quiet as an ice and snow statue.
She has always talked little, even with people she is very familiar with, except Jun Wuxie.
Shen Shuang, Shen Zhu and Shen Xi knew about it. Knowing her personality, she did not disturb her tranquility.
About half an hour later, Jun Wuxie's body ignited fire for the first time, making him look like a fire god.
"So fast!"
God slowly, God cast, and God Xi all showed surprise.
They were shocked that the younger brother had broken through the realm so quickly.
Although I am still in the three realms and have only broken through the small realms among the three realms, this is already very perverted, and this kind of understanding is really terrible.
Next, almost every half hour or an hour passed, a sharp fire would ignite Jun Wuxie's body.
His weapon fire is of extremely high quality. It was originally the Six Yang True Fire. Because he had received an adventure in the Fire Domain, he had long been transformed into the Nine Yang True Fire.
If he has time, he is still preparing to try to turn the Nine Yang True Fire into Yin Yang Fire.
The flames on his body were extinguished and ignited again. This continued to cycle, and the gods slowly watched, and the gods were cast, and Shen Xi was stunned.
The little junior brother's understanding is much more terrifying than they imagined. No wonder the master has high hopes for him.
Seeing the shocked look on the three of them, Mu Ciyin felt very proud. This was her favorite disciple who was willing to give all of her. His excellence was unmatched!
During this process, Jun Wuxie's weapon refining realm was increasing at an astonishing speed. In the evening, he broke through from the third level to the fourth level, and continued.
Until late at night, his weapon refining realm reached the peak of the fourth realm and was almost entering the fifth realm.
When he arrived here, he found that the speed of improvement of his realm suddenly slowed down.
If you want to continue to improve and break through the five realms, it will take at least a long time, so you stop.
The experience of refining top Hunyuan Holy Soldiers has not been absorbed and digested. The rest needs time to slowly ponder and integrate it. We can only wait until we have time in the future before continuing.
When I opened my eyes, I found that the three senior brothers and sisters looked at me with the look of looking at the monsters.
"Senior brother and sister, why do you look at me like this? Is there any flowers on my face?"
He was surprised.
"Young brother, you are such a pervert!"
Shenzhu let out a marvelous voice, thinking about how hard it was to practice when he was in this state.
Although the junior brother was fortunate to participate in the refining of the top Hunyuan Holy Soldier and succeeded, in his opinion, he could only improve at most one great realm in a short period of time. The fact is that the junior brother actually improved almost two in half a day.
Great realm!
"Second Brother, do you seem to be praising people?"
Jun Wuxie was speechless. It turned out that he was shocked by the increase in his weapon refining realm.
Is it necessary? He himself feels very ordinary and very ordinary.
"My junior brother has amazing talent. If he absorbs these experiences and breaks through three realms, he will not run away. He will become a sixth realm weapon refiner. We originally thought that you could only improve two realms, and you are much more perverted than we thought.
It's... "
The god gradually became amazed, and he knew that the more he could improve his weapon refining skills to the later level, the more difficult it would be.
"My junior brother, hurry up and go back to the demon clan. Tomorrow is the qualifying competition. Senior brothers and sisters will pay attention to you from afar and see you show your invincible posture in the qualifying competition."
Shen Xi smiled and stepped forward and handed the Qingcheng Zhan Qi into his hands.
Before leaving, Jun Wuxie took out all the refining resources harvested from the treasure house of the fallen red dust branch and handed them over to them for watching and using them.
The high-quality materials piled up like mountains slowly made the gods, and the gods were shocked.
Except when the sect was still in its prime, they had never seen so many ninth-grade holy materials again!
"My junior brother, have you stole the treasure house of some eternal force?"
Shen Xi looked at the scene in disbelief.
"It's almost the same, it's just a treasure house of branches of eternal power."
Jun Wuxie said with a smile, and then he left with Mu Ciyin.
When we returned to Ling Qingyu's courtyard, everyone was in the courtyard and did not rest. We were obviously waiting for him to come back.
When he handed the Qingcheng Zhanxia sickle to Yan Qingcheng's hands, Yan Qingcheng was so moved.
She poured some true energy into the battle sickle. The battle sickle burst out with bright purple light and emitted the sound of a phoenix. At the same time, the pattern on the long handle seemed to have life, reflected in the surrounding void, and there were hundreds of charming pupils.
It makes people feel that the soul is absorbed.
At the same time, the sharpness of the war sickle is also heart-pounding, and the killing is rushing straight to the soul!
"Husband, what level is this... what level is this?"
Yan Qingcheng was shocked by the beautiful scene of such a charming eye full of the void. She stroked the sword sickle with love. Seeing the word Qingcheng at the handle, her eyes instantly moist.
"The top Hunyuan Holy Soldier is the same as Qingyu's Qingluan Sword."
As soon as these words were said, they were all shocked. They thought they were high-level Hunyuan Holy Soldiers, but they didn't expect that they were top-notch!
It is almost impossible to refine a holy soldier of this level to the top level. It is so difficult and hopeless that it is slim.
Since ancient times, I have never heard of many top Hunyuan holy soldiers.
The top Hunyuan Holy Soldier is almost infinitely close to the Eternal Holy Soldier!
"Ah, my Qingluan Sword turns out to be a top Hunyuan Holy Soldier..."
Ling Qingyu only knew that his Qingluan sword was a Hunyuan Holy Soldier, but he didn't know which level it was in Hunyuan. Only then did he know that it was actually top-notch!
"Do you like it?"
Jun Wuxie looked at Yan Qingcheng and asked with a smile.
"I like it, I like it very much~"
Yan Qingcheng faced his gaze and stared at his eyes affectionately.
Jun Wuxie raised his lips and said, "Do you still envy Qingyu? Are you still resentful in your heart?"
"Not ~"
Yan Qingcheng denied it, his face filled with happiness and satisfaction.
Jun Wuxie smiled and said nothing. He came to Jingya, held her hands, and said, "Aunt Jing's realm has improved quickly. There is no need for Hunyuan Holy Soldiers. I will create an eternal holy soldier for you in the future."
"Aunt Jing doesn't care about these."
Jingya heard him say this, and she didn't care about others being there. She gently stroked his strong face and said softly: "Don't let yourself be too tired. Aunt Jing doesn't need anything. Just want to be by your side, so she will win.
After everything.”
"That's not possible. As your man, I can't favor one or the other. Only when the rain and dew are equal can I be fair. How can I be wronged by my dear aunt Jing?"
"Ah, you guys are so stingy~"
Ling Qingyu screamed in shock, and her husband actually called her auntie, Auntie Jing, and her aunt also looked like a little daughter with a happy look. Oh my God, she couldn't believe it, is this still the aunt she used to be?
Qing'er's face turned dark. The damn guy actually called her master like this. Do you think of her master as a little girl?
What made her unbelievable was that the master looked like he was enjoying himself and his eyes were blurred.
"Wuxie, how can you not do this in front of so many people and in front of your teacher?"
Mu Ciyin's cold and cold voice seemed to be mixed with a little anger.
Jun Wuxie's heart skipped a beat, and Master Ciyin got angry.
But he was a little confused about where Master Ciyin's anger came from.
If you want to say, she wouldn't have to see her disciples and couples talking about love.
"Isn't it jealous?"
This kind of thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he felt that his thoughts were simply ridiculous.
Who is she? Fairy Bingxin Mu Ciyin.
No matter how much he accommodates and loves him, he is just a master-disciple relationship. After all, when the emperor-level powerful man with the Chaos Blood mentioned dual cultivation, she reacted extremely fiercely, and even gave birth to the inner demon.
He still remembered her reaction at that time, and the determination in his eyes made him feel palpitations.
He had no doubt that if she had practiced both with Master Ciyin at that time, she would have died after the dual cultivation!
This master is extremely strong in his heart!
Although many thoughts flashed through his mind, it was actually just a matter of a moment. Jun Wuxie let go of Jingya's soft and boneless plain hands and showed an embarrassing smile to Mu Ciyin.
Mu Ciyin didn't say anything anymore, but just stared at him with cold eyes, making him feel uncomfortable.
Realizing that he seemed to have been overreacting and shouldn't have been a little unfair, Mu Ciyin's eyes eased a little and she looked away from his face.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt very resistant when she saw Wuxie and Jingya's scenes. When she heard his good aunt Jing, she felt like a sharp knife was inserted into her heart. She felt instantly
asphyxia.
She also knew that her mentality was wrong. It was a problem with her mentality. She realized a few days ago that she had told herself countless times that she could not do this, but every time she faced those scenes, she would find it difficult to restrain herself.
"Is there something wrong with my heart of Tao? Am I sick? Will Wuxie hate me, my master?"
Mu Ciyin turned her back to everyone, looking at the silver waterfall under the moonlight in the middle of the night, her mood was complicated for a moment and she couldn't calm down.
Only Qing'er knew Mu Ciyin's mentality here, and Jingya vaguely guessed something. She gently pulled his sleeve, looked at Mu Ciyin's back, and gestured to Jun Wuxie with her eyes.
Then, Jingya said, "It's late at night, and we will participate in the qualifying competition tomorrow. Qingcheng, Qingyu, you can rest early, love, we should go and rest."
After she said that, she pulled Yan Qingcheng and Ling Qingyu. They didn't know why, but they followed her back to the room.
Only Jun Wuxie and Mu Ciyin were left in the courtyard.
Jun Wuxie looked at her back and felt lonely under the moonlight in the middle of the night.
He stepped forward, took Mu Ciyin's hand, and said, "Master Ciyin, let's go, I have something to say to you."
Mu Ciyin followed him away from the courtyard and climbed to the top of the mountain without saying a word.
Standing here, you can see the huge moon, as if you can reach it with your hands.
Mu Ciyin faced the full moon, and the mountain wind blew her snow-white belt, and her ink-like black hair flying with the wind, like a fairy in the painting who wanted to ride the wind.
"Master Ciyin doesn't seem to be in a good mood these days. Can you tell your disciple why?"
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Mu Ciyin, quietly watching her intoxicating face under the moonlight.
In fact, he had wanted to ask her about this sentence for a long time.
"You are not in a bad mood as a teacher, so don't think too much."
Mu Ciyin's cold voice lingered in his ears, and the sound was a little ethereal in the wind.
"Why do Master have to keep his heart in his mind if he has something to do? Are there anything that cannot be said to his disciples?"
Of course, Jun Wuxie would not believe what she said, because he could feel over the years that she was obviously different from before.
"Don't think too much." Mu Ciyin turned around and looked at him, her eyes became very soft, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, which made Jun Wuxie stunned for a moment.
"Can you sit with me for a while?"
She pulled Jun Wuxie to sit down in front of the cliff on the top of the mountain and whispered: "I just want you to sit quietly with me for a while."
Jun Wuxie nodded, but sighed helplessly in his heart.
Master Ciyin's personality is really helpless and has no choice.
Who made her a master? You can’t treat her in a strong way?
You still need to respect teachers and respect the truth.