"Goldo disappeared, the grassland forces were defeated, the nine evil paths or the fisherman could not make a profit or steal chickens. The righteous path maintained its dominant position for one year. The exclusive task of refining the divine weapon was successful. You can immediately enter the Reincarnation Square, specify the form and name of the finished product, and you can also postpone it."

The familiar voice of Gao Mo, the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, echoed in Meng Qi's mind, which made him breathe a sigh of relief and aroused joy. Finally, there was a magic weapon suitable for his martial arts!

"Only fools choose to approve the post!" Meng Qi murmured in his heart, requesting a return without hesitation.

These days, he stayed in Shaolin as a guest, discussed martial arts with his master Xuanbei, told his various experiences that he could leak, and informed the other party about Su Ziyue being a descendant of the Tang family.

When Xuan Ge first heard about this, he was obviously stunned and then burst into tears. He felt much more relaxed. It seemed that the big stone that was pressing on his heart had been completely moved away.

At that time, mystical sadness, joy, sorrow and emotion were both sad, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

The light and shadow changed, Meng Qi appeared again in the Reincarnation Square, and saw the red clouds soaring in the central light pillar, the void was indifferent, and it was splendid and magical.

"Please specify the finished product form." The voice of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation hangs from a high place.

Meng Qi had already thought about this. Dinghaizhu and Dari Yanxin were both characterized by weight. It was better to refine swords than to refine swords, so he said bluntly: "The knife is three feet, three inches and three minutes long."

The mist expanded, the light spots fell, the chikong and the "vacuum" suddenly contracted, blooming with incandescent that made Meng Qi unable to open his eyes.

When his senses recovered, he found a long sword floating quietly in the central light column. The blade was quaint and had no fancy shape, and it seemed to be made of orange and yellow flames.

The outer layer "solidifies" into jade, faintly transparent, and you can see the rolling flames inside. The outermost part is yellow and white fire, and the inner part is cyan, blue and purple. The colors in the deep cannot be described in words, because normal people can't see it with their naked eyes, and they only feel invisible and have no definition.

The flames are stacked layer by layer, and the transitions of various colors are naturally clustered, as if they are formed by a world of fire!

"This is an extremely hot knife, made of an unformed sea bead and a large sun flame heart. It weighs 3,333 kilograms. It can change its size at will without the need to condense the qi into the outer body. It is a perfect one. The inner world is still incomplete. After it evolves and rises to the extreme (the level of the immortal), it can be transformed into a level of heaven and earth. With this blessing, the long sword can be as light as a feather, but it can also be heavy as a flame world to press the top, bend the void, and bind the enemy. It slightly affects time and interprets the real star of the sun."

"The blade is hot, and the touch is coke. If it is chopped out with all its strength, it can melt the gold stone into a 'slurry body', transforming a radius of thousands of miles into a flame hell, worth 50,000 good deeds, and the current level is ordinary (the level of human immortals)."

"Please name it."

Meng Qi was so happy that he was extremely happy. His divine weapon seemed to be able to improve his level. Although it was not as strong as the Human Emperor Sword. However, it was rare. In conjunction with the search for auxiliary refining of relevant materials, he would be expected to be at the level of the celestial immortal in the future. These are the special features of the Dinghai Pearl that can be derived from its own realm. If obtained, it has truly taken shape and cannot be said to be able to refine a legendary divine weapon.

Well, if it is truly formed, it is a legendary magic weapon itself, and there is no need to refine it!

"What name is good?" Meng Qi confirmed the power and potential of the magic weapon and began to think about this eternal problem. The name of a weapon is related to its own level, so you must not be perfunctory!

This is a big deal!

"I just learned the "Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang Cang" one of the three magical skills. I have mastered three swords and three swords before, so why would I be better named "Guilty Crazy"? No, the effect is completely different. My magical weapon is not an evil twist type, which can make people's weaknesses in their emotions lose control and hallucinations. If the magical weapon is refined based on the "Yuanxin Seal" in the future, it can be named like this." Meng Qi thought in a dissolute mind, "Where is the star tribulation? The big sun is the star constellation, but my magical weapon does not control the flow of time around, it is not very similar..."

"The sun is falling? The sun is burning, the fall is violent, and the collapse is heavy. It is indeed consistent, but I have a move to call this name, which is not unique enough."

"Helium Flash?" Meng Qi's eyes lit up and then dimmed. "This name is high-end, elegant and elegant, but the style is wrong. After the name is published in the future, people will inevitably be asked what 'helium' is. It is extremely shameless. It is called 'River', and 'Li Shi' or 'Star Flash' does not have this kind of style."

Meng Qi, who was deeply frustrated with the conflict in the painting style, continued to use his brain: "It is rumored that the real Dinghai Bead can evolve into the twenty-four heavens. My knife is made of the unformed Dinghai Bead. It is better to call it "Twenty-Four Bridges Moon Night"? Well, there is a literary style, but it is not accurate enough."

"'Refining the Red Dust', refining the fire, the Red Dust is heavy, consistent with the nature of the knife, and it is meaningful, implicitly Zen, implicitly Zen, this name is used as a spare tire..."

Meng Qi, in a dilemma, began to recall the way others named. They described it based on their nature, came from their mood at that time, and commemorated their old friends.

"To commemorate the old friend... Chonghe's senior adheres to the way he is in his heart, rather than die than surrender, and takes good care of me. He is a respectable and lamentable elder. Rather than use the sword to commemorate him like this?" Meng Qi's expression became serious, "but this sword is violent, hot and hot, extremely heavy, and it is too inappropriate to name "Chonghe". Instead, it is similar to the 'existence to destruction' symbolized by the Heavenly Lord of Lingbao. Therefore, the sword is called 'Lingbao'?"

"Well, the Ice Eye Crystal Soul and the Nether Ghost Sect are used to refine long swords. They belong to Yin and Water. The best is like water. All things carry Yin and embrace Yang. Chongqi thinks it is harmonious, which is called "Chonghe" or "morality". Especially the latter, which is just in pairs with "Lingbao".

Meng Qi nodded slightly: "The sword is called 'Lingbao', and the sword is called 'moral'..."

Thinking of this, he was stunned: "I'll go, will I be beaten like this? Is it too arrogant to name the two great gods? They may not still exist in the world, will they be beaten and beaten to the wrong hands in the future?"

As the thoughts turned, he suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth: "In this way, it became the standard 'left morality, right spiritual treasure, Tathagata is on his waist, Yuanshi is on his chest, God blocks killing gods, Buddha blocks killing Buddha'..."

He closed his self-deprecating and spoofing, Meng Qi took a light breath and made a decision. If the nature is consistent, the meaning is high, and the word is elegant, what he is most satisfied with is "refining the world". But since he wants to commemorate senior Chonghe, it is better to "spiritual treasure" and "morality". He neither directly named it, and it seems vulgar. It also contains the two major inheritances of senior Chonghe, and it is secretly in line with the meaning of senior Chonghe.

Even if he chose the title of "Yuanshi Tianzun", he was still afraid of the name of "Lingbao" and the name of "Daoyi" by the sword? Meng Qi gave up on himself, gritted his teeth, and said with a bad word, "The name of "Lingbao"!"

A stream of light bursts out from the handle of the knife and cuts to the tip of the knife, leaving behind two simple and profound words, simple. Ordinary:

"Lingbao"!

"Please collect it successfully. After ten breaths, you must leave the square." The main tablet of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Wuqi Dao.

Meng Qi stepped in and held the hilt of the knife. He felt his skin hot, as if it was burned, but he quickly felt a sense of closeness. The spirituality in the knife slowly woke up, as if it was a child who opened his eyes for the first time. He was full of dependence and trust in the things he saw at first sight. He approached carefully, timidly, and soon resonated with Meng Qi. He created a connection like flesh and blood.

The newly refined magic weapon is the easiest to recognize the master, unlike the Seven Killing Monument. Meng Qi has been communicating with it these days, but it just ignores it. It can only be used.

When he pulled out the long knife, Meng Qi's body suddenly leaned forward, his muscles bulged. His teeth were clenched tightly, and he was almost turned to the ground by the "Lingbao" knife.

Heavy, really heavy!

With Meng Qi's cultivation level of the eighth level of the mysterious skill, when he did not manifest the Dharma of the Heaven and Earth, he felt that this sword was so heavy that he could hardly grasp it. He only adapted after several breaths. He barely waved it, the wind burst, and the void was bent invisible.

"It's so heavy!" Meng Qi grinned, turned the "Lingbao" knife into smaller size, and left the Reincarnation Square.

In the courtyard, Zhenhui was still sleeping, breathing slowly and slowly, as if in harmony with a certain pure land in the dark. Xuanbei went to the Bodhi Courtyard to handle some affairs, so the surroundings were extremely quiet, and the hibernating insects were hidden deep in the soil, and the Bodhi tree was paved like a cover, and the breeze blew.

Meng Qi sat cross-legged on the head of the bed and enjoyed this peace and purity for a moment. The orange-yellow fire knife suddenly appeared on his knees, holding the handle with one hand and stroking with the other.

Originally, even if there is a Taoist seal and a Taoist seal in my body, I cannot use the connection and cause and effect to penetrate the universe and the voids and descend to it after leaving the Black Mountain Old Demon World. I can only use the reincarnation talisman. If you want to descend directly, even if you don’t have to do the Dharma body like a Taoist like a Taoist, you will have at least half a step of the Dharma body. Unless you get the Void Seal, you will be expected to use the Taoist seal and a Taoist seal as a road marker to enter the worlds such as non-Fengshen and Journey to the West in the Ninth Heaven.

Therefore, after obtaining "Maha Demon-Subduing Fist", Meng Qi's first thought was to return to the immortal traces in exchange for the reincarnation talisman.

But at this moment, the magic weapon slightly equals the Dharma body in hand, Meng Qi no longer needs to use the reincarnation talisman. Even if the true body cannot penetrate the void barrier and the crystal walls of the two realms, with the help of connection, the thoughts can still be descended!

His eyes closed, half open and half closed, and his left hand suddenly touched the "Lingbao" knife, swaying a blue and purple fire!

…………

In the Zen room, sandalwood is swaying, and the foolish monk sits in a cross-legged position.

Suddenly, his heart moved, opened his eyes, and saw the door creaking, and a man in blue walked past the threshold leisurely, walked in with his hands in his arms, calm and composed, as if he was going home.

"The best donor." The foolish monk blurted out.

Didn’t he break through to the realm of “Huang Tian has established” after fighting with the old demon of Black Mountain, exceeding the limits of heaven and earth, ascend to the Pure Land of the Upper Realm, and start a new journey?

Why did it suddenly appear again?

Meng Qi walked to the cushion opposite the foolish monk, sat down casually, and smiled slightly and said, "I still owe the master a book "Maha Demon-Subduing Fist."

The foolish monk's eyes moved slightly, feeling a little surprised. In his opinion, there was no time between them from Lanruo Temple to **, and it was impossible for him to hand over the "Divine Ksitigarbha Sutra" to the elders he mentioned. Then he broke the limit and ascended and left.

Therefore, the foolish monk did not take this matter to heart.

"Amitabha, the donor is still worried about this matter, I am very grateful." The foolish monk clasped his hands together.

Meng Qi stretched out the bullet-up collar, took out the book "Maha Demon Fist", opened it, read it out word by word, with ups and downs, full of rhythmic charm, just like the Buddha's preaching, thunder shook the soul.

The foolish monk's waist and back were straightened and his ears kept twitching. He had already used the Tianer's power to hear every word clearly and keep it in his heart.

It seemed as if he had gone to the Pure Land and listened to the Dharma in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's seat, which seemed like an illusion and an illusion, but the Buddha's intention was far away.

I don’t know how long it took, Meng Qi finished reading it twice and said with a smile: “Have you ever remembered it?”

"Amitabha, thank you for the donor, I remember everything." The foolish monk felt strange at this time. Why didn't Ji Wuliang directly copy or copy books, but read it to himself?

As soon as he thought about it, he saw Meng Qi, who was in a chic shirt, raise his right hand with a smile, and bounced his finger, hitting the wooden fish in front of him.

Dear!

The empty sound came into my ears, and the foolish monk suddenly came back to his senses and opened his eyes.

The front is empty, the cushion is empty, and the door is closed. How can there be such a slight bare beam that "Huang Tian has already stood up"?

This is an illusion? As soon as the foolish monk recalled it, he realized that the scriptures of "Maha Demon Subduing Fist" were heard in his ears, without any omissions!

Has he really been here?

And I feel like a dream!

The foolish monk always feels that his spiritual platform is clear and his Zen mind is stable. He may be defeated by others, but he will never be affected by the same level of his mind, arouse negative emotions, and pull them into dreams and illusions.

But just now I was in the most pure and clear meditation, but I fell into an illusion dream!

The other party seemed to have come directly into his heart, breaking through the heavy spiritual and spiritual barriers. It was terrifying without knowing it!

The foolish monk closed his emotions and sighed:

"This is the level of Arhat Bodhisattva? This is the realm that Huang Tian has established?"

In his eyes, Ji Wuliang is really not a person in the world anymore, like a god or a demon, and his fairy track is vague!

However, after the other party broke through the limit and ascended to the upper realm, he still cared about what he promised himself, and came to his mind. When the sincerity and trustworthiness reached the extreme, it was amazing.

…………

On the left is Du Qingqing, who is beautiful and beautiful in ancient costume. On the right is the goddess of secret thoughts, with a fluttering white dress, pure and refined. Nangong Chong looked around, not knowing where to go.

"Brother Chong..."

"Nangong..."

Two female voices sounded, and Nangong Chong was soft and wished he could divide it into two halves.

"Cough." At this moment, a light cough came into his ears, and he was extremely familiar.

Nangong Chong beat him smartly, turned around suddenly, and saw the smile of the leader of the Cangtian Sect. He was still wearing a blue shirt and stood with his hands behind his back, becoming more and more unfathomable.

"Sect, Sect Master." Nangong Chong hurriedly saluted.

He is here again! Nangong Chong doesn't know whether it is joy or sorrow.

"I have promised to guide you in martial arts, how can I break my promise?" Meng Qi said calmly.

Nangong Chong was extremely surprised and paid a visit to the grand ceremony: "Thank you, Sect Master."
To be continued...