Chapter 2122 Fishing Sword

"this……"

"Is it really just refined?"

Wushan's mouth was like several eggs stuffed, and he couldn't even close it.

Feeling the Tao that was almost exactly the same as himself, he no longer needed to verify it.

Because no one of the well-known imperial weapon masters in the Yuanxian Realm has cultivated such an unpopular Taoist heart.

It is even more impossible to cultivate to the level of the peak holy lord.

It is obvious that this sword cannot be prepared in advance.

"What about that?"

Jiang Cheng put away the sword with satisfaction.

Having this extraordinary imperial weapon would be like he received the blessing of half of the peak holy lord in the battle.

The reason why it is half is because the imperial weapon only carries the way of indulgence, and the real Wushan also has a series of means such as the immortal power and soul and origin.

"Oh my God!"

"A few days later, I actually refined an extraordinary imperial weapon."

Wushan completely realized what a great feat he had seen.

Although he actually saw nothing in the entire refining process.

"How is this possible?"

"How could it be so easy to refine the extraordinary imperial weapon?"

"And you can also borrow other people's words..."

He had long recognized Jiang Cheng as the "Son of the Plane". He once thought that no matter what miracle he did, he would be a basic operation, so there was no need to be too surprised.

But this time, he was still blinded by the dog's eyes.

Too foul, right?

"Everyone said that this is the method of refining the mind, which is different from other imperial weapon masters."

"Heart training..."

Wushan originally regarded this as a bragging, but now he couldn't help but believe it.

The old man knelt down with a thud, hugged Brother Cheng's thigh and shouted loudly: "Master, please teach me the method of refining my heart!"

"The disciple also wants to become an imperial weapon master, and give you a long face."

"In the future, two imperial artifact masters will be a good story if they are spread out..."

Jiang Cheng could not hear his nonsense.

While trying hard to pull him away, he said angrily: "I said before that only those with sufficient talent for refining weapons can see some of the mystery of refining the mind."

"You don't see anything, you can't even enter the door."

"I saw it, I saw everything..."

Brother Cheng said that I didn’t even see the process of refining the system. What did you see?

Is the king's new clothes?

"Since you have seen everything, what else do you need me to teach and slowly comprehend it yourself."

Wushan cried on the spot, "Master, if you have any shortcomings in the future, will this body of learning be lost? What a pity, why not pass it on to me, the only disciple of the top sect..."

Jiang Cheng was so angry that he was laughed at this shameless "cheap apprentice".

"roll!"

"It's better not to let me see this face again within three days!"

Seeing that he was angry, Wushan calmed down.

But before leaving, I was still thinking about it.

"You just said that I made great efforts for this weapon refining."

Jiang Cheng shook the sword in his hand, "Yes, I can give you the right to naming this sword, do you want it?"

"I want it."

If you can't get any substantial benefits, Wushan can only settle for the second best.

With Jiang Cheng's magicality, this sword will definitely have outstanding achievements in the future and will be praised by countless people.

Name this sword by yourself is also worth bragging about for a lifetime.

He thought about it carefully for several minutes, and his eyes changed several times.

Sometimes joyful, sometimes lonely, sometimes vicissitudes...

Brother Cheng lost his patience, "If you really can't hold it out, forget it, don't make things difficult for yourself."

Wushan finally made a decision, "Caiyu, just call it Caiyu sword."

Brother Cheng frowned.

"You've been holding it in for most of the day and you've got such an inexplicable name?"

This has nothing to do with the mighty, domineering, high-end and cool names in anticipation, and it is a bit ignorant.

"hey-hey."

Wushan showed a shy smile of remembrance, "This is the real name of my Taoist partner in the past. We met hundreds of billions of years ago, and later in the Yuanxian Realm..."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear your love story."

Brother Cheng was very disappointed.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have given the naming rights to this old guy.

But the words said and the water splashed out, this sword has been called Caiyu from now on.

When he came outside, Jiang Cheng was planning to go out and try the sword.

He ran into Duan Feng Saint Lord, who is now the right general manager Jin Feng.

"President Jiang, there is something you may need to come forward."

"What's the matter?"

"We recently contacted Jin Han Sect and Bai Xian Sect. They want to join our Feixian Sect, which is a good thing..."

Brother Cheng secretly complained in his heart, don’t think I don’t know that you are from Jin Han Sect.

Is this going to put your own people into the sect and prepare to seize power?

He was interested: "What?"

"Then we successfully brought the people to Cixing Island, but the Hantian Palace suddenly broke out. We also detained all the sects of the two sects, saying that they had broken into the Floating Sea without authorization and were going to be executed!"

Duanfeng said angrily: "This is clearly a purposeful way to put people in and then embarrass us!"

He really had no choice, otherwise he wouldn't have come over and beg Jiang Cheng to come forward.

If you delay for a while, maybe his Jinhan Sect's members will be killed.

"There is still such a thing?"

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment. Even if those two factions are spies with ulterior motives, adding them can increase the dominance value. Don't be in vain.

What's more, if you don't care about it this time, next time Feixianmen wants to recruit others, he will be blocked by the Hantian Palace.

"Where are they?"

"Just in front, blocking our mountain gate!"

"So arrogant?"

Jiang Cheng flew outside the mountain gate and found that the opposite side was even more arrogant than he thought.

Outside the mountain gate of Feixian Gate, hundreds of holy lords blocked the door.

That's fine, more than 300,000 immortals were sealed with Qihai meridians and tied up and hung at the door for public display.

Among these more than 300,000 people, there are 25 powerful saints, including Duan Jue Duan Qian and others.

However, the Hantian Palace is even stronger, and the peak holy lord alone has passed the double digits.

In addition, the reputation of the ancient saint was there, Jin Han Sect and Bai Xian Sect did not dare to fight, so they were naturally captured soon.

When Jiang Cheng came out, Changyang, Tianhe and others were negotiating with each other.

"You guys are too much, right?"

"The Feixian Gate entered this place, which was personally allowed by the ancient sage and Xiaodi. Why did it block us and hold us back?"

Faced with their questioning, the two leaders, King Hao and King Jia, were just closing their eyes and resting, and they were too lazy to raise their eyelids.

They asked themselves that they were the identity of the peak holy lord, and Changyang, Tianhe and others were not worthy of talking to them directly.

Only a few ordinary saints were sent out.

“Excessive?”

Those holy lords smiled coldly.

"What I've seen over the story is your Feixian Sect, right?"

"The Ancient Saint of the Hantian gave you a place to rest, but he did not agree to ask you to recruit people without authorization."

"These spies broke in without permission and had bad intentions. We can do whatever we want. What does it have to do with your Feixian Sect?"
Chapter completed!