In the next few days, Ji Liao lived a calm life until Su Qiu returned.

Take the storage bag from Su Qiu's hand. Ji Liao did not directly look at the materials he needed inside, but looked at her calmly and said, "Are you injured?"

Su Qiu has already practiced the Sutra to the seventh level, and there are not many people in the world who can hurt her. Therefore, even Ji Liao was slightly shocked when he saw her hands.

What's more, with Su Qiu's identity, most of those who can hurt her can see her origin. If they know her origin, these people generally won't attack her.

Su Qiu said: "The injury is not serious, I will be cured in a few days."

Ji Liao said: "Who hurts it?"

Su Qiu did not hide it and said directly: "Taixuan Seven Secrets."

"People from Taixuan Sect?"

"That's right, Taixuan Seven Quarters are not seven people, but one person. He is known as the seven Quarters of Chess, Piano, Calligraphy, Painting, Sword and Palm. He became famous two hundred years ago. To be honest, I only hit him with one palm and was injured. He has not left Taixuan Sect for a hundred years. This time, the current queen asked him to come out of the mountain." Su Qiu replied calmly, as if she was not the one who was injured.

Ji Liao said, "It seems that sooner or later, I will have to face this Taixuan Seven-Secret of Sages."

Su Qiu said: "This man probably has seen the mystery of climbing to the fairyland. If you meet him, he must go down the mountain to stabilize the position of the prince. Not only that, even the Tianshi Sect has a tendency toward the prince."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "It seems that the queen is really not idle at all during this period."

Su Qiu said: "If the queen's power continues to grow, I can go back to the mountain to invite the master, and our Lingfei Sect can also invite the sect leader of Taiqingdao to come out of the mountain."

Ji Liao said foryouyou: "No need."

Ji Liao said again: "You should recover from your injuries. In a few more days, we will go to the capital."

Mu Qing's voice sounded, "Ji Liao, we will destroy Taixuan Sect this time."

Ji Liao was even very excited when he saw her ready to beat her hands and felt sad for Taixuan Sect. In short, Taixuan Sect has been severely injured by Mu Qing many times in the past few thousand years.

Su Qiu left silently. She was injured and did not cultivate first, but rushed back all the way. Since Ji Liao had spoken, she would go to recuperate first.

After she left, Ji Liao poured out the materials of the storage bag and said to Mu Qing: "Although there are no relics, after creating a war suit, you can usually live in it."

"I know there is something that can better replace relics." Mu Qing said.

"Don't tell me that kind of thing, only the demon world has it?"

"You actually guessed it."

"I'm not stupid."

"A demon king who has achieved success in cultivation will condense his body of demonic heart. The demonic heart can automatically absorb the essence of heaven and earth and transform it into magic power. And even the most ordinary demonic heart is far above the Dancheng monk."

"When you talk about this, I suddenly realized that the young demon king could have been wiped out by Nalanda Temple?"

"I'm afraid it's difficult, because his essence is at the level of the holy immortals and Buddhas."

Ji Liao was slightly shocked. When he reached his point, bad thoughts that came up by chance may often be a warning sign, and he would not think of this for no reason.

In fact, he also cares about another thing, that is where the Beiluo Master Sect went.

This cat is also a few immortal existences in the world, so it will naturally not die in the long river of history. But over the years, Ji Liao has not found any clues about it.

Putting aside the messy thoughts, Ji Liao began to deal with the materials seriously. He had calculated the processing process of the materials many times in his mind, but there were still many subtle differences between reality and ideation. Such subtle differences require further mediation in the actual operation process.

After about half a month, a molded black robe exuded a quiet and deep atmosphere, and was placed in front of Ji Liao.

When Ji Liao touched the black robe, he felt like flesh and blood was connected. Not only did he imitate the structure of silver armor, but he also mixed the inner demon ** and some divine intentions of the Heavenly Demon Sutra, making this black robe not only a simple magic weapon, but also full of spirituality.

In short, silver armor is a handicraft, while black robes are a work of art.

The black robe does not have as many cumbersome functions as silver armor, but it has growth and plasticity.

Ji Liao put his black robe on his upper body, and his temperament became very different, cold, indifferent and a hint of indescribable sharpness.

He reached out to touch the wall, and a black flame emanated from his body, easily melting the mountain wall. The flame came from Feng Aotian's black phoenix bloodline.

"Ji Liao, this is not a magic weapon, but a prototype of a magic weapon."

"magic weapon?"

Ji Liao felt aroused. He recalled countless records and secrets he had seen in the past, and finally found a few words about the magic weapon.

Magic weapons are objects closely related to immortals and Buddhas. To be precise, magic weapons are also a kind of creature, and they are extremely powerful. In the era when immortals and Buddhas emerge, magic weapons are also very rare and rare.

Why did the black robe he refined actually possess the characteristics of a magic weapon? Ji Liao began to recall every detail of his black robe, and finally frozen the picture in the scene where he pushed the inner demon ** and the heavenly demon scripture into the black robe.

This is because the inner demon ** is the Heavenly Demon Sutra, or it may be derived from the particularity of his soul.

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In the Daliang Palace, there are two flower trees planted here in a courtyard, one is called Jinghong and the other is also called Jinghong. More than ten years ago, the emperor heard that Jinghong died, he planted these two trees, and now the two flower trees are as tall as a cover.

Even though the autumn cold outside is already bone-chilling, the courtyard is still as warm as spring, with flowers blooming like snow, and the wind blowing like waves. The courtyard is covered with snow-white petals, fragrant.

Under the canopy of flowers and trees, the emperor is playing chess with others.

This man was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a very gentle and elegant look, like a scholar.

He failed the imperial examination at the age of 30, and was almost frozen to death on his way back to his hometown. He was picked up by a monk from Taixuan Sect and was able to survive. From then on, he became a real person at the age of 40 and became a elixir at the age of 50. At the age of 100, he marched into the boundary between heaven and man. He entered the sea of ​​the South Ocean to kill dragons, and also explored the extreme north. He went to the wilderness tens of thousands of miles west, and had also traveled east to explore the sunrise.

Now he has arrived in the capital, just because the Empress brought him into the descendant of the cultivator of Taixuan Sect.

As Taixuan Seven Secrets fell a white piece, the situation on the chessboard finally became clear.

Taixuan Qijue smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, you lost."

As soon as the emperor shook his sleeves, the chess pieces on the board became chaotic. He said, "Now you can't see the winner or lose."

Taixuan Qi Jue blew a lightly, and the chess pieces on the chess board returned to their original state, and each piece was embedded in the chess board.

He looked at the emperor with a little deep meaning and said quietly: "Your Majesty, my move is to make trouble."

Answering the question is not the question, every word is like a knife!
Chapter completed!