After coming out of Nangu's birthday banquet, Liu Qinghuan walked back thoughtfully.

After Gui Chan knew that he was going to Liao'e Cemetery, he immediately extended an invitation, and the reason he gave was very reasonable.

Xuwei Mountain is a place of pure yin and no yang. Inside the mountain, there are murderous intentions, and outside the mountain, people are unpredictable. If these casual cultivators do not stick together, most of them will end up dead in the end. He also said that he would find a few more reliable ones.

It is better to work together than to fight alone.

However, Liu Qinghuan only gave an answer of waiting until then. After all, there are still several years before the opening of Liao'er Cemetery, so there is no need to make a decision so early.

When he returned to his residence, he went directly into the Songxi Cave Heaven Map to see the refining situation of the Tainan Immortal Sword.

After many years of burning by the Green Lotus Fire, most of the thick black color stained on the Tainan Immortal Sword has faded away, and now only a faint layer of blood remains stubbornly stuck to the silver-white sword.

At this time, he saw the dancing green flames suddenly retracting quickly, turning into a larger flame, and threw themselves in front of him.

Liu Qinghuan reached over and took the flame in his hand, and was shocked: "Why is it so small?"

The green lotus karma fire penetrated along his fingers, returned to his Dantian, and refused to come out no matter how much he was coaxed.

He took the Tainan Immortal Sword into his hand and said, "What on earth did you contaminate that caused the Green Lotus Karma Fire to consume so much?"

Tainan Fairy Sword pretended to be dead and let him hold it without any reaction.

Liu Qinghuan was helpless. Fortunately, most of the contamination was gone, so it should not hinder its use.

Thinking that in order to get this fairy sword, he had promised to avenge it, but because of this, he was delayed in this world and could not return to Yunmengze, but he could only sigh.

He put away his sword and walked out of the house, when he saw Xiaobai walking into the yard carrying a medicine basket.

Xiao Bai was that puppet. Liu Qinghuan was too lazy to think of a name, so he just used the one named by Xiao Hei.

Seeing him, Xiaobai bowed his knees and saluted, then waited there, as if waiting for instructions.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the medicine basket in his hand, which turned out to be a large handful of bright wild flowers, and said casually: "What are you doing with this?"

"Decorating the house, of course."

Ying Niang walked in from outside the courtyard, holding a small medicine hoe in her hand, and gave him a charming look: "Everyone is just like you. The place they live in is like an ice cellar. Apart from tables, chairs and benches, there is not even a vase.

put!"

Behind her was Pulse Soul, who was jumping up and down and bared her teeth at him.

Liu Qinghuan laughed sarcastically and said, "Ms. Ying, how do you feel now?"

Looking at her carefully, I saw that her figure was much more solid than before, and she no longer had that translucent feeling that seemed to dissipate in the wind.

Back then, after he had photographed the soul-melting Poria sacred tree and used the Qi of the green wood to promote it to a medicinal age of more than a thousand years, Ying Niang couldn't wait to come out of the soul-nurturing immortality coffin and tinker with it behind closed doors without knowing how to use the spirit tree.

What did the medicine do? When it came out again, the body was so solid that if you didn't look closely, it seemed like you really had a physical body.

Although the soul-preserving immortality coffin can keep the soul and body alive, it is like drinking a dove to quench thirst, because the longer you stay in it, the more you cannot live without the immortality stone. Therefore, Liu Qinghuan has been worried about Ying Niang who has stayed in it for more than a hundred years.

Will there be sequels.

Ying Niang stretched out her hand and waved, and a jade bottle flew out from the window of the house nearby. She picked through the wild flowers she picked and said casually: "It's not that great. It's just that we can't get rid of it for a while."

She raised her eyes slightly and saw that Liu Qinghuan was still standing, so she raised her delicate chin: "Sit down, I have something to tell you."

"Huh?" Liu Qinghuan was confused and sat down on the stone bench opposite her: "What's the matter?"

Ying Niang put the selected wild flowers into the jade vase, but there was a hint of contemplation on her face, as if she was thinking about what she wanted to say.

Liu Qinghuan became even more curious, and just watched her playing with the vase without urging her.

Ying Niang finally spoke and said slowly: "Speaking of which, I owe you a few thanks. First, you brought me out of the dark treasure washing pool. Second, you have never forced me to do anything in these years. Finally,

He also found me the soul-melting Fu Shenmu."

Liu Qinghuan waved his hand and said sincerely: "You have also helped me a lot, so there is no need to say thank you. Although you and I have not signed any contract, after so many years of getting along, I have long regarded you as..."

After a pause, I couldn't find the right words for a moment. It didn't seem that I could say that I was a friend, and it was even more impossible to say that I was a master or a servant. The other party was stronger than him - at least it was higher than him before. Instead, he was more like a tenant and a master.

Relationship.

He couldn't help but wonder what the other party was going to say. Was he going to leave after recovering from his injuries?

Ying Niang rolled her eyes, put the vase aside, and patted the dirt on her hands: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I know you have always been curious about my origins, so there is no harm in telling you."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up and he looked at her.

Ying Niang narrowed her slender and seductive eyes with a hint of gloom: "Back then, I was accidentally captured by a powerful old guy. The other party originally wanted to extract my soul and refine it into a weapon spirit, but the refining process

Halfway through, I broke free from the formation and escaped. I was lucky enough to survive the subsequent backlash of the spell. However, I was stuck in the middle and turned into a semi-spirit, unable to seize the body anymore.

If I try to find a physical body again, it won't be able to be integrated into the magic weapon like ordinary weapon spirits, and the injuries left behind have also caused my soul to collapse day by day."

Liu Qinghuan found it incredible that she could still survive after the ritual of refining the weapon spirit was interrupted. It was simply unbelievable!

"What about you now?"

"Now the injury can only be considered temporarily stabilized." Lady Ying sighed: "But I am not a pure soul body. The soul-melting Fu Shenmu can only stabilize the wounds on the soul, but it cannot stop my half-spirit body.

Crash."

Liu Qinghuan was surprised: "There is another way."

"It's no longer possible, the time is almost up." Ying Niang sighed: "I have tried countless methods, but in the end, I was plagued by murders and collapsed faster... What I want to tell you is that I have figured it out after so many years.

Now, being a weapon spirit is better than the current state, and I can withstand another refining ceremony now, so I agree to be your weapon spirit."

Liu Qinghuan opened her mouth wide and was stunned for a moment.

Ying Niang raised her eyes and said angrily: "Why, are you still unwilling?"

"No, no, no, of course I am willing! But..." Liu Qinghuan hesitated: "I don't have a magic weapon suitable for you at the moment."

Dinghaizhu is an innate spiritual treasure and does not require a weapon spirit. The Tainan Immortal Sword itself already has a weapon spirit. However, the Sword Intent of Life and Death and the Nine-Bend Red Dust Spectrum seem to be inconsistent with the attributes of the five-tailed fire fox.

Ying Niang hated the fact that iron cannot become steel and said: "That furnace of yours for making alchemy!"

"ah!"

Liu Qinghuan suddenly shouted, and when he changed his hand, the Three Burning Jade Pill Furnace appeared in his hand.

The Three Burning Jade Alchemy Furnace was once owned by Grand Master Dayan, and was later given to him. He has been using this furnace to refine elixirs for many years, forgetting that it was the first spiritual treasure he had owned for the longest time.

Ying Niang picked up the cauldron, her eyes flashed with unwillingness, and her expression was quite complicated.

"You..." Liu Qinghuan said, "If you don't want to, you don't have to..."

Ying Niang said bitterly: "No need? Unless I want to die!"

"However, although the Three Burning Jade Alchemy Furnace is a spiritual treasure, in the final analysis it is still a smoky alchemy furnace. Wouldn't it be too...otherwise, if we wait a little longer, maybe things will turn around?"

.”

He didn't finish his words. He really couldn't imagine that a charming five-tailed fire fox would become the weapon spirit of an alchemy furnace, and he would have to waste all natural resources.

However, Lady Ying shook her head, her expression became calm, and said: "No need, semi-spiritual bodies are in an extremely unstable state of being born or dying, and I don't have time to wait for an unexpected turn of events. Besides,

There is nothing wrong with being a weapon spirit. Although I will be restrained, I don’t care whether I am restrained or not, as long as I don’t die, and maybe I can always get nourishment from the medicinal energy. Don’t underestimate this alchemy furnace. When you arrive

You haven’t used the Third Burn yet, have you?”

The Three Burning Jade Pill Furnace can activate three burnings in total, and each burning is of great help to the success of the elixir. But to this day, Liu Qinghuan has only stimulated the first two burnings, and has never seen the third burning.

Ying Niang smiled confidently: "With my help, you can make whatever elixir you want! But we have agreed that when you are not making elixirs, I will stay outside."

Seeing that she was disappointed, Liu Qinghuan stopped trying to persuade her. However, he did not have the magic circle for the weapon refining spirit in his hand, so he wanted to buy it now. Fortunately, this technique was not uncommon, and he found the right one after visiting several big shops.

I also bought a lot of common spiritual materials used in alchemy.

He was ready to leave Youdu in a few days and go all the way to the distant Xuwei Mountain. There were still several years before Liao'e Cemetery, so there was plenty of time. He could make a detour to some places on the way to see if he could find Qingling.

The elixir needed for Jade Qiongdan.

However, this possibility seems very small. Because most of the elixirs listed in the ancient elixir recipe will only grow in places with clear spiritual energy. In a ghostly place like the Netherworld, it may be difficult to find it. This is also

One of the reasons why he wanted to go to Polygonum Spiritual Garden was that since it was said to be a fairy garden, the environment inside should not be like a ghost land.

…

Three years later.

Outside Xuwei Mountain, there is a deserted town. It is almost deserted on weekdays, but recently it has become more and more lively. There is an endless stream of monks arriving, and every one of them is a high-level monk above the Golden Core.

Tall houses were built one after another, and courtyards shining with the light of the magic circle were completed. It didn't take long for several long streets to be formed, and shops belonging to various forces opened extremely quickly to welcome customers.

Pretend to be grand and brilliant.

Outside the town, there is a vast sea of ​​sand. When the wind blows, the sand dances wildly, and the world becomes dark.

On this day, a tall figure in green clothes appeared in the distance. From a distance, it was as big as a grain of sand in the sea of ​​sand. It didn't take long for it to turn into a black dot, and soon after that, the blurry face could be seen clearly.

Extremely fast.

Every time he took a step, he was more than a hundred miles away in the next moment. In just a few steps, he was already ten miles outside the town.

Liu Qinghuan used the earth-shrinking technique, brushed away the dust, raised his head and looked into the dark distance, where he could vaguely see the shadow of a mountain.

Slowly walking into the town, multiple divine consciousnesses scanned his body in an extremely subtle way. There were probably too many high-level monks, so the town did not seem noisy, but instead had an undercurrent of depressive atmosphere.

Liu Qinghuan walked half a street calmly, and finally saw a shop with a plaque of "Shu Wen Lou" on it, and walked in.
To be continued...