Days passed, and the days left Cangya Mountain were getting closer and closer.

Qin Mansion.

In the study, Qin Yun was sitting there writing words. The words he wrote were like iron drawings and silver hooks, strong as the sword tip, and soft as the smoke willow in March. The characters were indeed excellent and excellent, and they were all considered first-class calligraphers. Speaking of which, he practiced characters when he was a child, but he copied many copybooks, but he always wrote very poorly.

After practicing swordsmanship, since you reach the state of leakage and can perfectly control every thread of your body, even a hair, this word is written beautifully, but unfortunately it is tangible but soulless.

Since I realized the "Sword Intention of Smoke and Rain", when I wrote, the sword intent was naturally used on the characters. Naturally, calligraphy soared. When the characters had a soul, they could be called a calligrapher.

Practicing calligraphy is also a method for Qin Yun to practice swordsmanship.

"My Sword Intent in Smoky Rain is not enough to come out of the sword in an instant, and the sword intent is not introverted enough." Qin Yun frowned slightly, and every stroke he made seemed to be using a sword technique.

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, someone is coming from the county magistrate's mansion." A servant rushed over and said outside the study.

"County Magistrate's Office?" Qin Yun stood up and walked out.

I saw the guests soon.

"Brother Qin Yun, Brother Qin Yun, happy events, happy events." The county magistrate's prince Wen Chong shouted with a smile from a distance, with two guards following him.

"Oh, what happy event?" Qin Yun had some guesses in his heart and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Wen Chong mysteriously took out a green jade bottle from his arms and whispered: "The treasure you want, it's really hard for my father to get all these six pounds and three ounces. He asked for help from a congenital master from the Taoist holy land. That congenital master also spent a lot of effort. As for the remaining Hancui spiritual liquid, you can get all of them within one month after you come back from Cangya Mountain."

Qin Yun took it, and his tentacles were cold, and he couldn't help but say happily: "Okay, I know it's not easy to collect Hancui Spiritual Liquid. Thank you to the county magistrate."

"As long as you go to Cangya Mountain, you can pick spiritual fruits, which is enough." Wen Chong smiled.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to go to Cangya Mountain." Qin Yunlian said.

"I won't disturb you here." Wen Chong smiled, "Remember to see you the morning after tomorrow."

"Early the morning after tomorrow." Qin Yun nodded, and that was also the time to set off.

After Wen Chong left, Qin Yun immediately ordered anyone not to disturb him, and then entered his house and closed the door.

Interior room.

Qin Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the green jade bottle, and unplugged the bottle plug.

"Hu~~~" The white mist visible to the naked eye spread out from the bottle, the temperature of the whole house dropped sharply, and there was even ice condensed in the house.

"Hancui Spiritual Liquid." Qin Yun smiled, "What a baby, I am really worthy of being the Wen family in Nanling. It's true that I have a great skill!"

I wanted to collect it before, but I just couldn't get it.

Because the cold-cure spiritual liquid is only available in the depths of the seabed in the north, it is not worth looking for a needle in a haystack. Generally, those who practice meddle in the seabed will put it away by chance when they find it at the bottom of the seabed in the north, and most of the top sects will accumulate some accumulation. Moreover, the treasures and disciples in the sect can not be bought with money, and there are many quota restrictions.

The county magistrate invited all the disciples of the holy land, and they were at the innate level. Now they have only collected six kilograms and three liang.

"out."

Qin Yun stretched out his right hand, and a metal hair flew out from the tip of his index finger, and then quickly grew bigger, turning into a three-inch-long bright silver flying sword, suspended in front of him.

"Go." As soon as my mind moved, the power of the true essence was released and penetrated directly into the green jade bottle in my hand. It immediately wrapped some flowing dark blue liquid, with light shining inside. At the same time, the cold air spread out freely, and even the frost condensed on the doors and windows boxes next to it.

This stream of cold-cultivated spiritual liquid was wrapped around the flying sword of the natal life.

Qin Yun then used the magic trick. A halo was flowing on the surface of the three-inch-long natal flying sword, as if the dry desert was sucking these cold-cultural spiritual liquids frantically. He saw them... It was visible to the naked eye that these cold-cultural spiritual liquids were constantly absorbed. After only a few breathing efforts, the cold-cultural spiritual liquid was swallowed and absorbed by the natal flying sword.

"My destiny is so hungry and thirsty for too long." Qin Yun smiled.

Before, the natural flying sword absorbed materials that were more than 'gold' and 'wood'. As for the Hancui Spirit Liquid, such as the "water" is a rare treasure... After all, the flying sword is a gold-carrying thing, and it is not picky about the food of the metal material. Even the scrap copper and iron can absorb the essence from oneself. However, the requirements for the other five elements are relatively high. For example, the water is a rare treasure, which is very few suitable in the sword immortal inheritance. The Hancui Spirit Liquid is the easiest to obtain.

"After absorbing the cold-cultivation spiritual liquid, the power of water flow is integrated into it, and my flying sword can be more tenacious and has a deeper foundation. Maybe once it becomes a magic weapon, it is expected to achieve the eighth grade." Qin Yun said intimately.

Magic weapons are divided into nine grades.

Similar to official positions, the lowest rank in the ninth rank and the highest rank in the first rank.

The sword immortal cultivates the "native flying sword". Even if he uses some scrap copper and iron and other objects, he can slowly accumulate it by relying on the quantity. Finally, he will be able to practice the natal flying sword. However, after practicing that, he will definitely be able to barely enter the ninth grade magic weapon!

"Go." Qin Yun moved streams of cold-sourcing spiritual liquid from the green jade bottle one after another, allowing the natal flying sword to absorb it.

This absorption was to suck five pounds and two ounces before stopping.

"Haha, this life-flying sword is indeed hungry and thirsty for too long. Since he was practicing and raising, he has never absorbed water. This time he was full, and he drank a full five pounds and two ounces." Qin Yun smiled and stuffed the green jade bottle. "It will be very slow to absorb it again. I am afraid that he can only absorb three or four ounces a day."

Qin Yun could feel that the natal flying sword absorbed so much cold-cultivation spiritual liquid, which really greatly supplemented the foundation.

Even if you don’t have the Hancui Spirit Liquid in the future, you may be able to practice the flying sword in three or four months.

"Birth Flying Sword." Qin Yun said intimately, "I heard that every sword immortal who goes down the mountain in Shuzhou's 'Sword Pavilion' will be given an ordinary ninth-grade flying sword magic weapon to protect him even if he just knocks on the immortal gate. After all, it will take a long time to cultivate the natal flying sword. But I, a casual cultivator, can only use ordinary weapons. Fortunately, I realized the intent of the Smoky Rain Sword, and each sword has great power."

"But it's soon, it's soon. After the next batch of Hancui Spiritual Liquid arrives, my natal flying sword will be able to be practiced within half a month."

Qin Yun was looking forward to it.

As a sword immortal...

Without his own natal flying sword, is he still considered a sword immortal?

...

On the other side, the county magistrate's office.

"Dad, Han Cui Spiritual Liquid has been sent." Wen Chong replied.

"Um."

The old county magistrate stood there, cutting the branches and leaves.

"Dad, we have given benefits to Mr. Qin and Sister Yi Xiao. Only Jia Huairen did not give him any of them. He had to get the spiritual fruit and only gave him a hundred poison blood after returning. Will he be resentful for this? He even did not do his best when he went to the spiritual fruit in Cangya Mountain?" Wen Chong said worriedly.

The old county magistrate stopped cutting, looked at his son, and smiled and said, "There are different ways to deal with different practitioners. Jia Huairen simply had the monster old servant help him. He had not experienced great hardships and setbacks himself. As long as such practitioners make him feel the threat of death, he would not dare to do anything randomly. What's more, one big stick and the other sweet dates. I also gave him the beauty, and after success, I would have the hundred poison blood he wanted."

"It's different to Yi Xiao, Qin Yun."

"Yi Xiao is a child of the "Yi Family" of Kunlun Prefecture. Her background is deeper than that of the Wen Family in Nanling. She is also a disciple of the "Shenxiao Sect" of the Taoist holy land." The old county magistrate said, "It will naturally affect her with kindness."

"As for Qin Yun? It seems that he is suspected to be the Sword Immortal lineage. The most important thing is that he really comes out of the sea of ​​blood. The threat will only backfire." The old county magistrate smiled, "This kind of person knows the best, and he also gave Hancui Spirit Liquid to form cause and effect. He will definitely give all his strength."

The old county magistrate lowered his head and continued to build branches and leaves, and said coldly: "What's more, it's nothing if Jia Huairen doesn't do his best. He didn't use it much. He asked him to go mainly because his monster, old servant, who was still useful. As for him? The monsters he had seen in his life are probably not as many monsters as the second young master Qin had killed!"

Wen Chong laughed when he heard this: "It's true! I've read the file. I'm afraid that the monsters he's seen are not as many as Brother Qin Yun killed."

"Everything will be decided within three days." The old county magistrate stared at the bonsai in front of him, and was also nervous and anxious.

After picking the spiritual fruit, he can prolong his life for twenty years.

If you can't pick it back, you'll have a good life in a few years.

"Three days." The old county magistrate recited silently.

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