"Old Demon? Who is he?" Han Yi looked at Xuan in confusion.

"The Demon Old Man is my master, or he is my former master!" Xuan was very heavy when he said these words.

"Who are you?"

"I am a sword, the Demon Sword, the weapon of the Demon Old Man!"

"How could the knife have consciousness?" Han Yi looked at Xuan in surprise.

"You know too little about this world. If every cultivator wants to become stronger, he will look for his own magic weapon. Even the strongest ones will have weapons that suit him. The magic weapon is divided into four realms, virtual tools, treasure tools, magic tools, immortal tools, magic tools, magic tools, magic tools, magic tools, magic tools, and mysterious tools. Each realm will be divided into four levels, namely the lower Yuan, the middle Yuan, the upper Yuan and the Jue Yuan. Moreover, magic weapons can be sacrificed and refined. After becoming a mysterious weapon, they will have their own weapon spirits, thus having their own consciousness!"

Xuan paused after saying that, as if he wanted to see Han Yi's reaction.

"Then are you a magic weapon?" Han Yi asked carefully.

"It can be said that too!" Xuan sighed a little.

"Why do you say that?" Han Yi was puzzled.

"I am the magical artifact in the hands of the great magical master, the demon sword. However, in the last world-creation war, my body was shattered and the demon old man was gone. I was seriously traumatized and finally escaped into the chaos and escaped. However, after coming to the land of Huangxuan Jiuzhou, my level has been reduced to magic weapons, especially in the human world for thousands of years. Although my realm has not decreased, my power has disappeared!"

Xuan was a little depressed.

"Can't you recover?" Han Yi also felt sorry.

"Of course I can recover, but my realm has not been reduced. I am still a Jueyuan magic weapon. If I can find my original body, I will naturally be able to recover, and even return to the realm of the artifact! Roar!" Xuan thought of his glory and unconsciously began to roar again.

"What if I can't find it?" Han Yi couldn't help asking.

"If you can't find it, you can also let me devour other magic weapons. It's best to have magic weapons with the spirit of the weapon, and I may be able to recover to the power of the Jueyuan magic weapon! Roar!" Xuan Za kept shouting.

"That's not easy! As you said, I'm afraid there are not many magical instruments in the world that have spirits!?"

Han Yi's mind was very fast. If it had been so easy to recover, Xuan would have recovered long ago.

"Hoho, I believe you will find it. As long as you help me find the magic weapon to swallow it, I will slowly teach you various great magical powers. Although my realm has decreased, the old man of the Heavenly Demon once collected hundreds of arrows from the three thousand great lines of the universe at that time, and I will teach you all!" Xuan was tempting Han Yi.

"What precepts are there? What is precepts?" Han Yi was puzzled.

"If you want to become an immortal in the vast universe, you must cultivate your own stable precepts, the eternal world, and hundreds of millions of precepts, but there are only three thousand realms that can truly look down on the world. The precepts are the precepts of the reincarnation, and the three thousand precepts are the precepts of the heavens and the precepts, and each precept can constrain a great world." Xuan explained.

"But how much do you know?" Han Yi was actually half-knowing.

Han Yi finally understood Xuan's true purpose now, and the purpose of his request to come to Changsheng Sect is probably the same, but he still has to consider whether he wants to agree to Xuan.

"Ho huh, I have practiced the seventy-nine kinds of precepts. When the old demon was dominating the world, he only practiced the ninety-ninety-eighty kinds of precepts!" Xuan said more and more arrogantly.

"So do you also need to practice the precepts in the "Martial Classic"?" Han Yi remembered that he was understanding the "Martial Classic".

"Of course, the highest precept in the "Martial Classic" is the precept of martial arts! By understanding the precepts of martial arts, you can cultivate the true meaning of martial arts." Xuan stroked his beard and smiled.

"Okay, I promise you! If you have the chance, I will help you find magic weapons, but if you want to use me, I would rather die than let you succeed!"

Han Yi was very calm. He knew that if he wanted to improve his strength as quickly as possible, he could only rely on Xuan's help. He would probably never succeed in his life if he had to rely solely on himself.

Moreover, what Xuan showed Han Yi completely another world, a brand new world of cultivation.

Han Yi has infinite yearning for three thousand precepts, how can he achieve success by himself?

However, what he didn't consider was that, such as the old man of the Heavenly Demon, it was just the ninety-nine eighty-one decree.

"Haha, not bad. Be calm when you encounter something, and don't drag it out at all. It's true that you have the style of an old man in the Demon!" Xuan nodded with a smile.

"The phantom you transformed now is the old man of the Demon!?" Han Yi looked at Xuan with a smile.

"Hahahaha, it turns out that I didn't find the wrong person. I can guess this. I hope we can cooperate well!" After that, Xuan turned into the form of the Demon Sword again and directly penetrated into Han Yi's right hand.

Han Yi went back to reality directly, and he stood in the yard. He didn't know how he came to the yard. Fortunately, there was no one. Now the sun was about to set, and he actually talked with Xuan for a long time. Thanks to the fact that there was no one in this place now, it would be even more surprising that he would just stand so stupidly.

The next day, Han Yi and Han Yi completed the mission of patrolling the mountain with him.

Today he and Chen Du are together, and Chen Du takes good care of Han Yi.

Han Yi showed rapid progress and is now firmly in the Transcendent Realm. In fact, Han Yi has touched the barrier of the rebirth realm, but Han Yi dared not use too much. These days, Chen Du taught Han Yi's skills, and he was very satisfied.

"Senior Brother Chen, let's take a break?"

Han Yi is still slightly fat now. After walking for a while, he called him tired. In fact, he can't feel tired anymore.

"I'll have to rest when I just started. Today we have to turn Tianzhu Peak. Now we have only left one third. If you want to stay on the mountain at night, then you can rest!" Chen said angrily.

"There is nothing we can do about this. We are still living in ordinary servants' rooms. How can we rest well in such a chaotic environment!"

Han Yi deliberately complained that he and Qingfeng were temporarily assigned to the rooms where the villagers who helped Changshengmen. Every year, Changshengmen recruits some villagers from the villages under the fairy mountain to sort them out on the mountain. They are considered errands, and of course they also need to provide them with rooms to live.

Han Yi lives with these ordinary villagers now.

Han Yi knew that only when the living environment changed can he be able to contact those great people who practiced and gain better results. Today he also wanted to plot against Chen Du to re-arrange his residence for them.

"Well! When I go back today, I will arrange for you to go to the mountain."

Chen Du thought about it and it was true that Han Yi and the other two were already outer disciples of the Changsheng Sect and could not always live in ordinary rural areas.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Chen."

Han Yi's mind finally succeeded.
Chapter completed!