Su Ming's light-escape speed flew toward the Snowy Mountains. After advancing to the level of Sanxian, Su Ming's light-escape speed was once again improved. Although he did not fly at full speed, it was still nearly 30% faster than before.

One day later, Su Ming came to an uninhabited and endless snow-capped mountain. He scanned the surroundings, calculated one or two using Ziwei Dou, and then transformed into a escaping light and flew towards a snow-capped mountain.

The treasure he is looking for this time is the Nanming Lihuo Sword. This flying sword is one of the few tenth-level flying swords in the avenue.

Originally, this flying sword was a demon-refining treasure of Patriarch Bodhidharma. When it was fired, it was like a red rainbow a hundred feet long. Not only was it infinitely useful, it was also designed to destroy all evil spirits and rare treasures.

During the refining process, he melted gold and fire and was refined from non-substantial to qualitative for nineteen times. Later, Bodhidharma crossed the river, understood the wonderful truths of the Buddhist teachings, silently realized nothingness, and since his body was Bodhi, this flying sword was also useless.

Useful, I want to get rid of it.

Master Guiyi, the youngest disciple, was reluctant to part with him and begged to stay, saying that he would leave a magic-conquering treasure for Buddhism. Patriarch Bodhidharma shook his head and said, if this thing is left behind, you will not be able to be liberated in the future, but Guiyi insisted, Patriarch Bodhidharma

He still agreed and passed on the flying sword.

Sure enough, as expected, Master Guiyi slain many demons. Later, his achievements became increasingly profound, but he could never ascend to the Paradise. Later, he learned from his master Bodhidharma and faced the wall for 19 years before he finally understood.

Then he sealed the flying sword with a pill of sacred mud and gave it to the Taoist. He used spiritual talismans to restrain it externally, left a verse, and hid the sword in Xuefeng's belly until he was destined to pass away.

"The rare treasures of Xuantian are reserved for future generations; the three beautiful things of the gods are revealed in the Southern Ming Dynasty." This is the text carved on the sacred clay.

Since Buddhism generously gave up to Taoism, and Su Ming is also a Taoist, doesn’t this flying sword have a destiny with him?

Patriarch Bodhidharma also said at the beginning, if you are destined, then you are destined. Since you are destined, let each of you do what you do!

This flying sword is made of Western merit clay. To take out the flying sword, you need to use Tianyi True Water. If it is refined with true fire, it will become harder and harder as it is refined and cannot be opened at all.

At this time, the flying sword had long been found by Mi Mingniang, a casual cultivator from the side sect. When Mi Mingniang saw the four characters "Nan Ming Zi" on it, she thought it was a treasure left to her by her predecessor, the true immortal, and happily refined it with real fire.

This practice lasted twenty or thirty years.

Not only did she fail to refine the treasure, but she was also very tired. There is a saying that goes like this: Year after year, she pressed the golden thread, but she was pitiful enough to make wedding clothes for others. This is what Mi Mingniang is talking about.

It's not enough to spend hard work, but in the end it's all for nothing. Not only do you give the treasure to others, but you also have to learn from them.

Soon Su Ming found a valley, and saw that there was a vague restriction at the entrance of the valley. Su Ming made a sword hand with his hand, and a starlight sword energy flew out instantly, slashing at the restriction at the entrance of the valley.

A five-color radiance rose up, trying to block the visible light, but unfortunately the power gap was too big. With a burst of crackling sounds, the radiance turned into fireflies all over the sky and disappeared, and the sword energy easily broke the restriction.

As soon as the restriction was broken, a ray of light shot up into the sky, turned into a stream of light and wanted to fly away. But Su Ming had been prepared, and a ray of starlight suddenly fell down, just hitting the ray of light and scattering its spiritual light.

When he came back to his senses, Su Ming had already restrained him.

"Senior and I have no grievances, why do you want to capture me?" A voice sounded, full of anger, but he did not dare to express it.

Su Ming smiled slightly, waved his hand to attract him, and casually dispersed the restraint, and then said: "Pindao has something to do with you. If you don't run away, Pindao will naturally not trap you!"

"I don't know who the senior is? What do you want from me?" The man asked with relief after seeing Su Ming remove the restriction.

This person is none other than Mi Mingniang. She is skinny, short and dark.

"Su Mingxuan, a poor Taoist, is a descendant of Jingyang Taoism." Su Mingdao.

"Jingyang Taoism?" Mi Mingniang was a little confused. She had never heard of this name, but judging from Su Ming's advanced cultivation, he should be extraordinary.

"Then I wonder why senior is here?"

"Of course I'm here for the flying sword in your hand!" Su Ming said with a smile.

"Are you here for it?" Mi Mingniang's expression changed, and she looked bleak. With the opponent's magical power, she was no match at all. Even if she didn't agree, what could she do? Others could take it away.

"Senior has profound Taoist teachings and is a descendant of Jingyang. I think he is an expert from outside the world. Why do you want to lower yourself to snatch something from a poor Taoist?"

"Furthermore, there is a verse engraved on this stone box, which says that the Southern Ming Dynasty has opened, which refers to me. After several times of hard work, I found it and refined it with the true fire of Ming Yang for many years. I am about to get it, senior.

You've been relying on force since you first arrived, so aren't you afraid that if the news spreads, your reputation will be ruined?"

Su Ming looked at Mi Mingniang with a smile, "My cultivation level is not bad and I can speak eloquently. If this treasure wasn't useful, I wouldn't have come to ask for it. However, you are wrong to say that Nan Ming Zikai's verse refers to you."

Seeing that Mi Mingniang was about to argue, Su Ming waved his hand to stop her and said: "This stone box contains the Nanming Lihuo Sword, which was refined by Patriarch Bodhidharma in the past and was given to the Taoist sect by his disciples."

"Then Nanming Zikai refers to Nanming Lihuo Sword, not you Mi Mingniang!"

After hearing what Su Ming said, Mi Mingniang naturally didn't want to believe it, but she was unable to refute it.

"You have had this stone box for more than twenty years, right? You have been refining it with the real fire every day, but you have opened it?" Su Ming said with a smile.

"Give me some more time, and I will definitely be able to refine this stone box!" Mi Mingniang said quickly.

"This stone box is made of Western meritorious clay. It becomes harder and harder as it is refined with real fire." Su Ming said, "If you want to open it, you can only use Tianyi True Water."

"Okay, Pindao promises you to hand over this stone box to me. Pindao will accept you as his disciple and teach you the Taoist method."

Mi Mingniang's face changed several times. She wanted to refuse but had no choice. At this moment, a ray of light suddenly flew from the sky.

After seeing Su Ming, the hiding light immediately accelerated and rushed towards him. The sword energy in it was so sharp that it made people's hair stand on end.

Su Ming used his hand to squeeze the magic formula, and the sword light instantly rose, and he slashed at the sword light without any sign of weakness.

boom!

The two sword lights collided with each other, and then separated. The menacing sword light just now was directly broken, revealing a short, thin Taoist with a wretched face, it was Zhu Mei.

"Su Ming, you are a heretic, you still dare to come out and snatch Nan Ming's Lihuo Sword, please hand over Zhu Wen quickly, or you will die today!" Zhu Mei asked sternly.

"Zhu Xiaozi, you are like a toad yawning so loudly. Do you still want to keep Pindao?" Su Ming sneered.

Hearing these words, Zhu Mei was furious, and without saying any more words, she directly faced the sword light and stood down fiercely towards him. The sword light was so fierce that it was a hundred feet long, and it swept towards him, making people's faces change at the sight.

The sword light in Su Ming's hand was even worse. The flying sword slashed out, and the two sword lights exploded.
Chapter completed!