Although the border land is already cold in winter, Wang Le did not feel any coldness after entering this very closed quiet valley, but instead seemed very warm.

When he entered the depths of the valley, he actually found a hot spring, which made Wang Le very happy.

During the day, when he broke through the Seven Sword God-killing Formation, although Wang Le used rockets throughout the whole process and did not really use personal force, he was always in an invisible state, which also increased his physical load. It would be a lie to say that he was not tired.

Because of this, Wang Le took off his clothes without hesitation and jumped into the hot spring, soaking his body under his neck in it.

The warm water flowing out of the spring had a scent of sulfur, washed over and over again on Wang Le, making him close his eyes so comfortable.

Under the silver moon and starlight, in the white heat evaporated from the spring water, the domineering and hideous purple-gold real dragon tattoo on Wang Le's chest and back appeared faintly, making it look particularly mysterious and intimidating.

As time passed, Wang Le's fatigue gradually disappeared, and was unconsciously taken away by the spring water washed over his body, and finally disappeared...

After a long time, Wang Le, who was enjoying her face in the steaming heat, opened his eyes.

Then he got up and left the hot spring, then picked up the clean clothes that had been thrown on the shore and put them on.

After dressing, Wang Le's heart moved again and opened his eyes to break the delusion and looked out of the valley to confirm whether there was any danger.

After all, in addition to the alliance army, there are now Huayin Pavilion and Zoroastrians moving in this border area.

Although the Qinggong Wan Chongtian showed great power, he first defeated the late-stage Huayin Pavilion Tianshi named Doroxin, and then killed three old monsters in the middle-stage Zoroastrian martial arts Tianshi, but the three teams of Huayin Pavilion and Zoroastrianism that entered the border were not completely wiped out.

For the alliance army, now there is the Qinggong Wanzhongtian to press the formation, and there is no fear of the remaining troops of Huayin Pavilion and Zoroastrianism.

But for Wang Le, that was another matter.

He didn't want to run into the martial arts powerhouses of Huayin Pavilion and Zoroastrianism in this valley where he was resting without any preparation, especially the old monsters in the Heavenly Level.

Soon, after exploring the outside of the valley, Wang Le put away the ability to see through the blind Dharma Eye, and then found a place to stay under the cliff of the nearby valley.

After a simple cleaning, Wang Le sat cross-legged under the cliff, and then took out simple food from the Dharma eye space with a heart, such as bags of beef jerky to pay homage to his Wudian Temple.

After filling his stomach, Wang Le's heart moved again and instantly took out the storage stone that had been stuffed to him from the magic eye space before.

Wang Le skillfully took out seven flying swords from the storage stone and opened them in a row on the ground in front of him.

For a moment, the seven-colored lights of the seven flying swords bloomed from the seven flying swords filled the entire valley.

"Uh!" Wang Le's expression changed when he saw this, and he quickly put the seven top-quality magic weapons flying swords and storage stones into his magic eye space.

Because the light burst out from these seven top-quality magic weapons flying swords is too conspicuous in the darkness where you can't see your fingers.

Wang Le didn't want to spot these seven top-quality magic weapons flying swords, but he attracted the enemy for no reason.

Then Wang Le, who had put away the seven top-quality magic weapons, could not help but think in his heart: "When I return to Nanhua Temple, I will ask my grandfather and the old man to find a master of weapon refining to combine these seven flying swords to refine the life magic weapon."

Because Wang Le, who has experienced life-and-death battles along the way, deeply understands how important it is to have his own natal magic weapon!

If Wang Le had already possessed his own natal magic weapon, he believed that it would be easier to fight life and death with people and even vampires, rather than being scarred in the end.

Of course, in Wang Le's eyes, whether it is the natal magic weapon, or the special military spear and the top-quality magic weapon stored in the magic eye space, they are always external objects and must not rely too much on them.

Whether it was his military career or his later journey of martial arts, Wang Le always believed in his own fists and never believed in external things.

It can be said that this is the implementation of Wang Le’s lifelong belief. To be more precise, this is his martial will.

"Although the natal magic weapon is an external object after all, and we cannot ignore the roots and ends, with this powerful weapon, my personal combat power will definitely be greatly improved, which will be more conducive to future life and death battles." Wang Le thought silently in his heart.

This is because Wang Le is extremely pessimistic about the future situation in the martial arts world, so he is so determined and eager to return to Nanhuaguan and find someone to help him refine his natal magic weapon as soon as possible.

After all, one more strength will give you more chances to save your life.

If the situation in the martial arts world is very good, Wang Le would not have been so determined to refine his natal magic weapon.

In short, Wang Le had no choice but to do it due to the situation.

Because only by living well can we go further on the road of martial arts and even reach the peak of martial arts.

At this moment, after Wang Le had the decision to go back to refine his natal magic weapon, he involuntarily began to consider what kind of natal magic weapon to refine?

Is it a regular weapon such as swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, or a whip, mace, ruler, and hammer that goes through the sideways. For a moment, Wang Le couldn't take any attention.

This is because Wang Le did not grow up under the cultivation system of the martial arts world at all.

You should know that warriors choose the weapons they are best at as their natal magic weapon.

Wang Le is obviously not. He has always only pursued the result of killing enemies, and it doesn’t matter what weapon he uses.

Therefore, there is nothing good at it or not.

"It should be good to refine a long spear weapon." Wang Le touched his chin and pondered inwardly.

Just as the idea of ​​refining a spear flashed, Wang Le suddenly remembered that his grandfather Ji Yang had mentioned to him about refining his natal magic weapon.

That is to refine your natal magic weapon into a flying sword.

This is because the highest inheritance of Nanhuaguan is the inheritance of swords.

Wang Le clearly remembered that his grandfather once said that the reason why Master Bo Han Ruoshui was so powerful that he was called the Nanhua Blood Sword in the martial arts world was because he practiced the sword inheritance of Nanhua Temple.

He also went further to go out of his own martial arts path and tried to advance to the heavenly rank, so that he later caused a tragedy of killing his wife to prove his truth.

Of course, if Wang Le practiced the sword inheritance of Nanhua Temple, he would never follow the footsteps of Han Ruoshui killing his wife to prove the truth.
Chapter completed!