When Du Fang saw the small green sword, he was immediately overjoyed and asked quickly: "Mother-in-law, what is the origin of this sword?"

The mother-in-law smiled gently and said: "This sword is called Qinghong Sword. More than three hundred years ago, my master and I jointly made a set of magic arrays for Qianhe Palace, one of the seven sects of Huo Yue. This Qinghong Sword is Qianhe Sword."

One of the treasures given by the Great Elder of Crane Palace in exchange."

Du Fang took the Qinghong Sword in his hand and stroked it carefully, unable to hold back the smile on his face.

Seeing that Du Fang loved the Qinghong Sword so much, her mother-in-law said: "This Qinghong Sword is also a top-quality magical weapon. You have to guard it carefully, go back and pour your spiritual thoughts into it, and then integrate the essence and blood into the sword body."

Above, this sword is your magic weapon."

"However, kid, you have to remember that there are two situations where you will lose this sword. One is when someone with strong cultivation competes for it and then forcibly erases your mark; the other is when you are unconscious and your mind cannot communicate with your consciousness.

Like Hai, it will be easily taken away by others."

After listening to his mother-in-law's words, Du Fang nodded slightly and thought to himself: "It turns out that the spiritual thoughts on the magic weapon lose contact with the sea of ​​consciousness and can be manipulated by others. No wonder he could control Hong Ling to escape after Hong Yue was unconscious that day.

"

At this moment, Mr. Gu Lin said: "Disciple, take this "Formation Treasure Book" and study it."

Du Fang looked at Mr. Gu Lin and took an ancient book with a blue cover from his hand.

Mr. Gu Lin continued: "This book records dozens of formation-restricted production methods. You must study it carefully and tell me your experience when you come to take the spiritual liquid every half month."

Du Fang responded loudly: "Disciple, I obey."

Mr. Xiuyun saw that his mother-in-law and Mr. Gu Lin both had something to give to Du Fang, and seemed to feel that he should also give something.

He walked up to Du Fang, gritted his teeth, took out a piece of Qiankun Stone and threw it to Du Fang. At the same time, he put his arms on Du Fang's shoulders and said, "Take this, nephew. This is for you, uncle."

A gift for breaking through the realm.”

Du Fang found the Qiankun Stone, looked inside, and exclaimed: "A hundred pieces of top-grade spiritual stone?"

When Mr. Xiuyun heard that Du Fang was so surprised, he became smug and said: "What does this mean? Our set of array boards and array chess pieces from Ye Yanggu are worth a lot of money outside. Your master and your mother-in-law both gave us gifts.

How can I be stingy?"

After saying that, he looked at his mother-in-law and Mr. Gu Lin, and the corners of his mouth curled up, feeling even more proud.

Du Fang, her mother-in-law, and Mr. Gu Lin all couldn't help laughing when they saw Mr. Xiu Yun like this.

Then Du Fang put away his things, said goodbye to the three of them, and walked towards his cave.

Along the way, Du Fang kept stroking the Qinghong Sword, recalling the Qingling Sword Jue in his mind.

Back in the cave, Du Fang couldn't help but hurriedly took out the Qinghong Sword.

I saw Du Fang sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, holding the Qinghong Sword in his hands, biting the tip of his tongue, spitting out a small mouthful of blood, and then pouring his spiritual thoughts into it.

This green Qinghong Sword was originally an ownerless thing, but under the infusion of blood essence and spiritual thoughts, it started to tremble slightly.

Not only that, a layer of fluorescence appeared on the sword body. Although it flashed past, Du Fang was still able to see it.

Just when the Qinghong Sword changed, Du Fang seemed to be able to feel the sword in his mind. From the hilt to the tip, every inch was felt so clearly, as if the Qinghong Sword was a part of his body.

Du Fang knew in his heart that the Qinghong Sword had been successfully refined by him.

I saw Du Fang throwing the Qinghong Sword into the air. With a change of mind, the sword became several times larger.

When Du Fang saw the enlarged Qinghong Sword, he grinned and jumped onto the sword.

Du Fang put his hands behind his back on the blade of the sword, shouted "Get up" softly, and the Qinghong Sword took Du Fang into the sky.

At the beginning, Du Fang was still a little uncomfortable, but after all, he had used Hong Ling to escape, and Du Fang quickly adapted to the Qinghong Sword's escape speed, flying faster and faster in the air.

Du Fang drove the Qinghong Sword and circled the three peaks several times. Looking from a distance, it seemed as if a green light was constantly circulating around Ye Yang Valley.

After burning the incense, Du Fang flew happily and fell from the air to the door of his cave.

Du Fang jumped off the sword and waved his hand. The Qinghong Sword turned into the size of a normal sword and was held in Du Fang's hand.

Du Fang recalled the Qingling Sword Jue in his mind, and waved the Qinghong Sword along with the sword jutsu.

"At the beginning of heaven and earth, the green spirit appeared in the world, and the sword light spread across the world, destroying all things and creating mountains and rivers..."

"Spiritual energy manifests, breathes and changes, travels thousands of miles in an instant, nourishes all living beings and determines life and death..."

Du Fang closed his eyes and comprehended the Qingling Sword Jue.

Suddenly, he discovered that in addition to sensing the magic power of heaven and earth, there was also some colorless gas around him. There was not much of these gases, it could even be said to be very little, just a trace.

These gases are colorless and invisible, but you can definitely feel their presence.

Du Fang used his spiritual thoughts to touch these gases. He didn't point out anything in particular, but it was indeed different from the magic power between heaven and earth.

He tried to use the tip of his sword to stir up some of this inexplicable gas.

Then the sword was swung, and the magic power of heaven and earth and these inexplicable gases were shot in the direction of the sword tip towards a mountain forest not far below the cave.

I saw Du Fang swiping the Qinghong Sword lightly, and dozens of big trees in the forest were broken, and the forest suddenly became a mess.

Du Fang looked at everything in the forest, dumbfounded, with his mouth open and speechless.

He raised the Qinghong Sword in his hand, looked at the broken trees, and thought to himself: "This is definitely not something that an ordinary early-stage monk in the Concentration Realm can do."

Du Fang ran to the forest and carefully counted the broken trees. There were twenty-three trees in total.

"Even if this Qinghong Sword is a top-quality magical weapon, it will never be as powerful as it is in the hands of an early stage monk in the Concentration Realm."

"Is it possible that it's because of the Shi Yang Jue? No, Shi Yang Jue can only strengthen spiritual thoughts and extend life span, but it doesn't have the magical power to fight with others."

"Could it be because of those unknown gases?"

Thinking of this, Du Fang used the Qingling Sword Technique to slightly arouse some unknown gas with his palm, and then struck out with a palm, pushing the gas onto the destroyed trees and flowers on the ground.

The gas slowly flowed here, covering a small area in front of Du Fang's eyes.

The result surprised and delighted Du Fang. Under the cover of the gas, these trees, flowers and plants slowly sprouted new buds.

There are also new seedlings growing out of the trunks of those big trees.

When Du Fang saw this magical change, he couldn't help but wonder: "What on earth are these gases? I have never heard of them in Lingxuan Sect."

After thinking for a long time, Du Fang couldn't come up with a result.
Chapter completed!