"Little brother, don't be afraid. I don't want to be malicious. Did Old Monster Guo give you the fairy lantern just now? How about I exchange it with you?"

As he spoke, he took out a jade sword box from his sleeve,

"I'm just like the jade flying sword nesting in Qingcheng Mountain. If I change it to a fairy lamp, I won't treat you badly."

Qin Jiulian shook his head, "That's not possible. Just now the old man even knew my name and where I was practicing. If he comes to ask for something and I can't get it out, why don't you make trouble for me? No, no, no."

The green-robed Taoist was stunned for a moment, and he emphasized his unwillingness,

"Hey, it's just the Qingcheng Flying Sword! The fourth-grade Nascent Soul Flying Sword! Why don't you want it if you know it's the Flying Sword!?"

Qin Jiuyi spread his hands and said, "Is the flying sword very rare? If I were the first in the entry-level long-distance running, I could get one."

The Taoist was shocked, "What are you talking about! The first place in your long-distance race will also have to fly the sword! If Guawazi talks nonsense again, believe it or not, I will hit you!"

Qin Jiu sighed, "Why are all of them like this... No, I heard that the senior sister of the inner sect has seventeen or eighteen Nascent Soul-level flying swords. I am a direct disciple of this sect, how can I lack flying swords?"

Where is the sword?

Now, old man, if you really want it, I’ll give it to you. I told the old man just now to just grab it from Qingcheng Mountain.”

Just when Qin Jiucai was about to reach out and hand over the fairy lantern, the green-robed Taoist from Qingcheng Mountain suddenly turned his face and cursed fiercely, "Son of a turtle! If you don't come sooner, you won't come later! The old beggar is very accurate!"

Then he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared. Qin Jiu blinked and found that there was another masked Taoist nun in black robe in front of him.

"Eh? Priest Qingcheng, why did you suddenly transform?"

The black-robed Taoist nun glanced at Qin Jiu, then took the candlestick from Qin Jiu's hand and spread the message to all directions.

"The reputation of Fengyun Longjian is indeed well-deserved. Since the Taoist friend accepted the concession, the poor nun would be disrespectful to refuse.

Listen, everyone, the Weaving Department has a connection with me in Emei, so I will let someone Han take it over. If anyone is dissatisfied, just come and get it."

She waited for a while to see if no one dared to come to get it, then looked at Qin Jiu, turned her hand, turned the candlestick into a big red gourd, and threw it into Qin Jiu's arms.

"Young devil sect boy, for the sake of settling the cause and effect, I will spare your life this time. If I catch you committing adultery next time, don't blame me for being ruthless! Hmph!"

Immediately, the fierce Taoist nun raised her head and turned into a bolt of thunder, which hit the clouds and disappeared.

Qin Jiu was so confused that he hugged the red gourd.

What, what happened again...

Qin Jiu stayed for a while, looking around, but didn't see any old man or lady jumping out to grab anything, so he cautiously shook the gourd, and it seemed that there was something inside.

So he opened the gourd cover and took a look, vaguely seeing some fine red sand in the gourd. Could it be elixir?

Suddenly, Qin Jiu's face felt painful, and the blood sores on his face burst open, and some blood spattered and fell into the red sand. Qin Jiu saw that it was terrible, and subconsciously used the blood refining method to remove the blood stains and prevent the gourd of elixir from being destroyed.

What surprised Qin Jiu was that the blood refining technique actually mixed his blood with the red sand and sprayed it out together. Even the red sand was purer and easier to control than his own blood.

, the red quicksand shuttles around at will, circling around Qin Jiu's palm, plasticizing into various shapes.

There were also some wounds mixed with blood seeping into Qin Jiu's face, which actually shattered the blood poison on his face, and repaired the wounds with fine sand. And for some reason, Qin Jiu actually felt that these red sands were better than his own

The flesh and blood are stronger and easier to use, as if he has been trapped in the skin of the paper lake from birth to birth, and now he has finally found his true self.

Qin Jiu didn't quite understand why there was such a reaction, but he only thought that it might be because the elixir was extremely effective. It was probably some kind of genius treasure that enhanced one's skills and healed injuries and illnesses, right?

So Qin Jiu simply inhaled the red sand from the gourd, mixed with blood, into his body, and only used a little bit to repair the arrow scars and abrasions on his body, making it look as if there were petals of blood blooming on his face.

And the excess part is swallowed into the abdomen. The Tao is natural, and it is understood by inborn, as if it is clear at the first touch. Qin Jiu used these red sands to shape a bloody embryo in the divine court, and then all of a sudden, his spiritual consciousness

Transparent, the sea of ​​​​qi returns to the origin, and he is enlightened. The shackles of the physical body can no longer restrain him, and the spiritual channels of muscles and bones can no longer restrict him.

Qin Jiu completed the blood refining and elixir formation, and established the foundation of the divine court.

So when he opened his eyes, he tried to attach blood breath to the branches again and condense the blood sword to test its power.

Before his fingers even touched the branch, the red sand had already automatically shaped a sword made of blood and cinnabar. The sword was three feet long and heavy in his hand. With a touch of it, a red light appeared, which made the mouth of the bowl burn.

The pine forest was cut off in rows.
Chapter completed!