"How many months will you leave the sect?"
Looking at Xie Duanyang standing in front of him with his hands tied, Yan Kuangge frowned unconsciously.
He is still very satisfied with this disciple. While learning the skills of weapon refining, his progress in cultivation has not been delayed.
In just three years, he has gone from the ninth level of Qi training at the beginning to the current peak of the eleventh level.
Looking back at Yan Kuangge, the most important thing Xie Duanyang should do now is to practice hard and strive to break through to the twelfth level as soon as possible.
You don’t have to be at the top of the thirteenth level of Qi training to take the Foundation Building Pill.
In fact, theoretically speaking, it is enough to start from the seventh level of Qi training. Of course, the chance of such a breakthrough is absolutely slim.
Most of them will take it around the twelfth floor.
Polishing mana to the peak of Qi training will indeed help break through the foundation, but delaying the golden period for two or three years may not be as effective as taking it in advance.
It depends on how people choose.
"Master should know that this disciple is originally from the Yue Kingdom, not Yuanwu. It was only by chance that he left his hometown and came here to join this sect."
Xie Duanyang raised his head, looked at Yan Kuangge, and said quietly.
"This disciple still has some secular ties in the Yue Kingdom that have not yet been resolved. This time I want to go back and make a clean break.
If you don't get rid of it, I'm afraid there will be dusty obstacles in your heart, which will hinder the foundation..."
Breaking off the common bond is a very subtle statement.
It may be just a trivial matter, or it may become a karma of inner demons.
Most importantly, Xie Duanyang knew in his heart that if he said this, his master would never get to the bottom of it.
In order to make his words more credible, Xie Duanyang also intentionally or unintentionally revealed a hint of murderous intent.
Yan Kuangge remained silent, just narrowed his eyes, and then nodded in agreement.
"If that's the case, then go and come back quickly."
Seeing Xie Duanyang saluting him and about to leave the cave, Yan Kuangge suddenly stopped him and threw away the talisman with a small ax on it.
"It's not as good as the sect outside, so you still have to bring a few treasures to defend yourself and kill the enemy.
I see that you have already refined a set of black gold spiritual treasure armor, and also have the ‘Fire Cloud Wings’ given to you by your master, but your killing methods are still lacking.
This thing was originally intended to be given to you after the foundation was established, but now it is given in advance..."
"This is... a talisman?!"
Holding the talisman in his hands, the sharp golden aura was so strong that it almost burst out of the talisman paper. Xie Duanyang was stunned and immediately realized what it was.
And it’s a brand new talisman that has never been used.
"This thing is too valuable, I would like to ask the master to take it back."
Shaking his head, Xie Duanyang wanted to hand the "talisman treasure" back to Yan Kuangge.
When he said this, he was not pretending.
Although the "talisman treasure" is good, its power can only be fully unleashed after the monk has successfully built the foundation and his spiritual consciousness is strong enough to distract him and use the method of concentration of mind.
For monks in the Qi training stage, the power is actually not much stronger than the top magical weapons.
When it is left to the current Xie Duanyang, there is indeed a suspicion that it is difficult to put it to good use.
After he finished refining the spirit armor, he continued to refining the previous "Red Yuan Bell" and "Fire Cloud Wings".
Because it was a heavy exercise, it didn’t take much time in total.
The rest of the time was spent refining the yin-yang magnetic flying knife tailor-made for myself.
But this time, it’s not a fire or water attribute.
Although it cannot trigger thunder and lightning, because it is a combined skill, its killing and attacking power is even more powerful, which is by no means inferior to ordinary talismans.
"Just accept what the teacher has given you!
Could it be that the life of Yan's only disciple is not worth a talisman?"
Yan Kuangge snorted coldly and scolded him with a straight face.
In desperation, Xie Duanyang could only thank him again, and then carefully put away the small ax and talisman.
Seeing this, Yan Kuangge's expression softened and he gave him some advice.
"A talisman is nothing to a teacher.
I would like to teach you that my mentor, your master, was known as Duobao Zhenren back then, and he has mastered six magic weapons in total.
After his death, his magic treasures and talismans were all left to his family descendants and several disciples, with his master inheriting the most.
If no one from your master’s descendants had chosen to practice the "Metal Gold Technique", my master would not have accepted you as his disciple..."
It was rare to hear Yan Kuangge talk about these past events. Xie Duanyang sat with him for more than half an hour before leaving.
After leaving the cave, Xie Duanyang did not hesitate and went straight to the Sifuyuan in charge of this matter to receive the token and write down his name.
First, he went around the market, put away the armored corpses together, and told Xie Zhongying a few words.
Xie Duanyang used the "Wind Control Technique" and ran for more than a hundred feet. After seeing that the monks were gradually becoming scarce, he raised the Fire Cloud Wings and determined the direction to fly north.
Huoyunyi is hand-refined by Yan Kuangge, and the texture is inherently good.
After being re-refined by Xie Duanyang using the feathers of the Fire Crow and the Golden Light Carving, although it is still a little short of the top magic weapon, it can already be regarded as the best among the flying magic weapons.
With just a slap, he disappeared from where he was and appeared more than ten feet away.
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
But a quarter of an hour after Xie Duanyang left the Sifuyuan, a handyman disciple put down his pen and walked out to relax with a normal expression.
When he arrived at a quiet and uninhabited place, he raised his sleeves and whispered a few words, then released the Tao transmission notes, and then returned to the sect with a calm expression.
It only lasts for half a quarter of an hour.
When he received the transmission talisman, Fu Yang was sacrificing the magic weapon to himself.
Originally, in this situation, he must have activated the ban to prevent anyone from disturbing him.
But this transmission note was specially made and could easily break through simple restrictions and fly into his hands.
Watch the transmission talisman spontaneously ignite without wind, turning into a fire, transmitting the words inside.
Fu Yang clenched his hands into fists and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his face ferocious and proud.
"Good boy, you've been staying at the Divine Weapon Sect, and I really can't do anything to you.
But you dare to leave the sect's headquarters, you are really asking for death!"
After saying that, he ignored the magic weapon being refined in the furnace, simply packed up a few things and hurried out.
Just as Xie Duanyang had guessed before, Fu Yang actually had his eye on him early.
He was able to be selected as a registered disciple by a pill-forming monk while vaguely offending Yan Kuangge, the weapon-refining elder.
You can get a glimpse of the Fu family's power. It's really not that difficult to just pay attention to Xie Duanyang's movements.
Soon, two more people left the Shenbing Gate and met Fu Yang in a remote small shop in Fang City.
Staring at Fu Yang unswervingly, a dark-faced man shouted impatiently.
"Fu San'er, the Foundation Establishment Pill has gone away, what do you want to do by calling us here again?!"
Fu Yang ignored him, but looked at the gray-bearded old man who was sitting in the first place, closing his eyes and concentrating.
"Senior Brother Cai, I have to rely more on my senior brother this time."
The old man raised his eyelids slightly, and there was a glint in his old and turbid eyeballs that was inconsistent with his appearance.
"Don't worry.
I have already built the foundation and have no children or grandchildren. It is useless to ask for the foundation-building pill. Instead, it will only cause trouble.
As long as that second-order fire crow belongs to me, everything will be easy!"
This chapter has been completed!