"Have you learned to refine weapons?" Zhao Qingyang looked at Zhao Xier and said.

"No, I haven't seen it before." Zhao Xier shook her head. She was the standard. She could live at home for a long time with a little something.

Otherwise, he would not have reached this level at a young age. To be honest, if he was enlightened at the age of fifteen, he would have been considered a genius to be able to achieve his innateness at the age of sixteen.

It doesn’t matter if the strong are not strong, but the main thing is that they have no goals and motivation.

"If you haven't seen it, let you see it first." Zhao Qingyang said, "You go and move the coffin out."

"In fact, everything is different and the same end. The technique of refining weapons can do many things, and the same is true for refining alchemy." Zhao Qingyang explained patiently. "For example, removing impurities, there are too many things that can be done in this link. For example, you can remove bones for fish after learning, which is useful."

Zhao Xier is a black thread. If she is still a chef after learning tools, she must be poor in her skills. But who knows that she will always be a chef by her side.

I followed the teacher's orders, and had enough strength in the innate realm. It was because I carried the huge jade coffin alone and placed it in the center of the courtyard.

Zhao Qingyang nodded and opened the lid of the coffin. A evil aura burst out. Zhao Qingyang ignored it and spread his hands to grab it. An invisible evil aura seemed to be tangible. Zhao Qingyang grabbed it firmly in his hand. Then, under Zhao Xier's stunned expression, he put it into his mouth.

Zhao Xier had never seen him swallowing his sword energy. The scene in front of her really shattered her long-mature worldview. There was such a person in the world. I'm afraid she had already become a saint and was about to lift Xia Feixian.

"The taste is a little worse than the sword energy, it's OK." Zhao Qingyang shook his head, "These are all spiritual energy, but this spiritual energy is a bit biased, but it can still be refined and transformed into the purest energy. The higher the spiritual energy, the more difficult it is to refine it. But by the same token, it will be more pure after refining."

"The refining of weapons and humans is the same. In the process of refining weapons and alchemy, we extract impurities and then fuse them. Now we are just extracting impurities. As long as it is a kind of qi, there are traces to follow and there are methods to control it." Zhao Qingyang said patiently. "If you really learn something and learn it carefully, you will find that it can be used in everything. Of course, the premise is that you need to be very proficient in this thing and have this mind to change it flexibly."

The teacher said a lot, but in Zhao Xier's ears, is he going to refine Uncle Qi?

Don't dare to speak out!

Zhao Xier felt that the fourth uncle should be saved, so why did he refine it and extract impurities? That was not an impurity, it was corpse oil!

After saying that, Zhao Qingyang began to take action. Four frosty long swords, with bone-like coldness, freezing around them, forming a simple formation, and then instantly sank into this person's body without any obstacles, as if the water waves were transparent.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, rapidly swallowing the evil energy in his body, but at the same time, it also caused irreparable trauma to the meridians.

This is an inevitable trauma. If it accumulates over time, it will take a lot of information and use a big fire.

Soon, all the evil energy was absorbed, but it seemed that the situation was even worse. The meridians were confused, and even the whole person was already covered with blood. The meridians were visible and cracked. Some were injured by the sword energy, while others were fragile and eroded by the evil energy for a long time. Under the impact, the whole person was like a blood gourd.

The man lying in the coffin had blue veins on his face and his brows frowned tightly.

Obviously, at this moment, I am suffering a lot.

Although Zhao Xier didn't understand, she didn't ask too much. She just observed quietly and her brows frowned slightly. She also believed in the teacher, and believed that the teacher would not have no plans for the problem she could see. The teacher always looked full of confidence and he would not disappoint anyone.

"This is fate. If the spiritual energy left by your mother is not there to help him hold his last breath, it would be really hard for the gods to save him. He said again. Your mother should have at least the Golden Pill stage cultivation. In this way, your father should be similar?" Zhao Qingyang said, sighing. "Two special physiques, one Tian Ling root, are really monsters in the family."

Maybe, this is the couple of fairies. If both are excellent, it is the love of fairies.

At least what is the concept of the Golden Elixir Stage? In this world, you can walk sideways.

Zhao Xier nodded gently, not knowing what to say. Maybe her mother had something else to do, otherwise, how could she leave her alone?

There is also my father. When Uncle Qi wakes up, he must learn about his father's news. Uncle must have known something, but he probably won't tell her, so she didn't ask.

Zhao Qingyang was so moved that his actions were not slow at all. With that spiritual energy that was hanging his life, everything that followed would be easy.

In fact, he did not expect that this wisp of spiritual energy could hold this breath for so many years, and this person himself was also destined to be dead.

"Then, how do the teacher plan to treat it?"

Zhao Xier glanced at Uncle Qi, whose blood was leaking from the corner of her mouth, and asked Zhao Qingyang. She knew that the teacher would have a solution, but she really didn't know what would happen.

"I told you that you have a special physique." Zhao Qingyang held his hands in his arms and looked as usual. "Since you have a special physique, there is no need to ask me how I treat you. You should be clear about everything and use your brain more."

Four sword energy were taken out of his heart by Zhao Qingyang. At this moment, the sword energy had turned gray, not only cold all over, but also exuded an extremely uncomfortable aura.

After Zhao Qingyang pulled out the sword energy, he rushed into his dantian.

Zhao Xier's eyes were straightened. What kind of therapy is this!

Dantian is the most vulnerable place for a cultivator. When the dantian is broken, the golden elixir is completely hopeless, not to mention the subsequent cultivation, and with his current physical condition, it is enough to take his life.

Now, can such a large amount of energy be injected into it?

Could it be that the teacher gave up on himself? Since he couldn’t save him well, he would kill him so that he wouldn’t have to save him?

In a different way, he threw away this bold idea.
Chapter completed!