In the following time, Ji Qianming continued to comprehend the "Wukong Sword Technique" and "Void Funeral Technique". After comprehending the "Void Maximum Seal", Ji Qianming learned that "Void Funeral Technique" was not difficult at all, but this "Wukong Sword Technique" does require some basic sword. Although Ji Qianming is also a master of swords, he practiced the Earth Sword and did not understand the sword technique of flying swords, so his speed was greatly delayed.

In the quiet room, Ji Qianming closed his eyes, and a flying sword trembled slightly in front of him, emitting the true meaning of void from time to time.

A seal was shot out by Ji Qianming. The flying sword quickly flew through the air, and passed a faint long mark in the quiet room. The true meaning of the void became more and more intense. The body of the flying sword was slightly blurred, as if it was about to escape into the void.

But no matter how fast Ji Qianming's seal technique changed, the flying sword was still a little far apart from escaping into the void. In desperation, Ji Qianming had to give up practicing the "Wukong Sword Technique".

Although Ji Qianming is a genius, some things cannot be compensated by talent.

Just then, Ji Qianming seemed to have sensed something, put away the flying sword and walked out of the door.

Outside the door, a young man in gray was standing in the open space, with one leg in the air, as if he was considering whether to walk in, his face full of entanglement.

Seeing Ji Qianming walking out of the house, the young man quickly saluted, "Disciple Tang Lin, have seen Master."

This person is Li Wujin's third disciple, Tang Lin.

"What are you doing?" Ji Qianming spoke coldly.

Tang Lin's body was shocked, embarrassment appeared on his face, and he spoke in a low voice: "Disciple has been addicted to refining weapons in the treasure refining pavilion these days, and forgot to pay his respects to his master, and ask his master to punish him!"

Ji Qianming raised his eyebrows, "Oh."

After saying that, Ji Qianming turned around and was about to walk into the house.

"Master, wait!" Tang Lin saw that Ji Qianming was about to leave, so he hurriedly walked forward and said hesitantly: "Actually... the disciple has consumed a lot of materials recently when refining weapons. He accidentally used up the monthly reserves, but there is still more than a month left before he went out to purchase next time. Please help his disciples!"

Ji Qianming laughed in his heart, almost thinking that this guy was here to pay his respects, it turned out that he was borrowing materials...

It seems that the Void Taoist Sect still has many inconveniences when it is hidden in the world.

However, Tang Lin seemed to be at the right time... Ji Qianming lowered his head and thought, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"The materials can be given to you..." Ji Qianming spoke slowly, "But my master will go to the Treasure Refining Pavilion and personally supervise you to refine your weapons."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Tang Lin was happy, but then he was stunned again.

Master personally supervised his weapon refining? What is this? He has been in the art for more than 20 years, and Master has always been cold and cold towards him. How could he take the initiative to supervise himself?

Could it be that the master began to realize his potential?!

Tang Lin just hesitated for a moment, nodded repeatedly, bowed, "Thank you, Master."

"You wait here for a while, and then come for your teacher."

Ji Qianming returned to the house calmly, and a circus phantom appeared behind him. The figure of the melancholy clown gradually condensed, and he stepped from illusion to reality, standing in front of Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming took off the illusion face from his face and put it on the face of the melancholy clown. The melancholy clown's appearance changed, and in the blink of an eye it became Li Wujin's appearance.

A melancholy Li Wujin.

The reason why Ji Qianming chose the melancholy clown change Li Wujin was because the melancholy clown had the ability to fool the five senses and spiritual consciousness. If other clowns used the illusion surface, others could find clues by scanning the spiritual consciousness, but using the melancholy clown would automatically fool the other party's spiritual consciousness, making them unable to detect abnormalities.

Besides, the melancholy clown is the least likely to be exposed. If it were replaced by a grim clown, Tang Lin would be smirking next to him and he would be silly smirking when he was refining weapons, which would probably scare the child.

After a moment, Li Wujin, who had a melancholy expression, walked out of the house and glanced at Tang Lin.

"Oh... let's go."

When the melancholy "Li Wujin" and Tang Lin walked away, Ji Qianming, who returned to his original appearance, quietly closed the door and lurked in the house.

According to his calculations, after all the personal disciples are tied up tonight, things will become interesting...

...

That night, the sinful little black hands reached out to the residence of the disciples.

All the disciples who were personally renounced their cultivation by Ji Qianming, kidnapped them into the mirror world, and disappeared into their own house.

There is only one exception.

Tang Lin.

Treasure Refining Pavilion.

Dangdangdangdang-!

Tang Lin was naked and carrying a small hammer, and went to the sword embryo on the stone platform again and again. The orange-red earth vein fire rose from the bottom of the platform, and in conjunction with his movements, he molten the sword embryo.

Tang Lin, who was immersed in refining weapons, had only the sword embryo in his eyes, and he did not realize that he had become the only surviving disciple of the Void Taoist Sect, and even the master sitting beside him ignored it.

until……

"Oh..." A faint sigh came from the side.

Tang Lin's body shook, the little hammer hung in the air, and a cold sweat suddenly came down. He suddenly thought that his master was sitting next to him...

At that moment, his mind was full of thoughts.

Why did Master sigh? Could it be that I was making a mistake in refining my weapon? Speaking of which, when I was just tempering my sword body for the third time, my strength might not be enough... Did Master see it? I was very disappointed with me?!

Tang Lin quietly glanced at the melancholy "Li Wujin". Seeing the other party's melancholy expression, his heart skipped a beat!

It's over... Master is really disappointed!

No, I must work hard next to let the master see his level of refining!

Tang Lin made up his mind, raised the hammer in his hand high, and worked harder to forge it.

Tang Lin felt that he was getting better.

"Oh..." Not long after, another sigh came.

Tang Lin's body shook visible to the naked eye, his brain went blank, and he became nervous again.

Master sighed again, what was wrong with me just now? Yes, but I didn’t notice it at all!

Tang Lin was confused. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't think of any problems with the operation just now. He wanted to ask the teacher, but he was afraid of being told. After a long time of struggle, his body stiffened and continued to forge.

Not long after, "Oh..."

...

The rising sun rises.

The elder, who had been practicing cross-legged for a whole night, slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed between his eyebrows.

Strangely, at this time of weekdays, my apprentices should come to pay their respects to me one after another, why didn’t there be any movement today?

When this thought arose in his mind, the elder's heart rippled. It was not appropriate to practice. He simply stood up and pushed open the door and walked out of the house.
Chapter completed!