The small town of Xuanyuan is only a thousand miles away from the Xuanyuan family's residence. Many warriors who are preparing to participate in the Weapon Refining Invitational Tournament have moved into this city in advance.
In addition, there were all kinds of warriors who were ready to watch the excitement, almost crowding the entire small town of Xuanyuan.
As night falls, the moon rises above the willow branches.
In the inn room, Chu Tian sat cross-legged, raised his right hand, and with a flash of light in his palm, he instantly grasped a spiritual shuttle with a colorful stream of light all over its body.
It is none other than the Semi-Saint Soldier Ji Feng Tiansuo!
This Extreme Wind Tissot had been upgraded once since it was made, and had been with him for a long time.
Now that his cultivation has reached the level of a Saint, this spirit shuttle is basically outdated and needs to be upgraded to a true Saint Weapon!
Chu Tian held the spirit shuttle in his hand, squinted his eyes slightly, and kept looking at it carefully. His brain was running at high speed, thinking deeply about his own ideas and techniques for refining the weapon.
This time the weapon refining is of great significance and different from the past!
He must go all out, even make dangerous moves and take some risks, in order to stand out in the weapon refining invitational competition where experts gather and win the best!
There are still a few days left before the Weapon Refining Invitational Tournament, and he needs to completely figure out his weapon refining ideas and techniques in the next few days!
Soon, the room became silent, with only Chu Tian's faint breathing remaining.
In the blink of an eye, late night comes and the moon is in the sky.
Countless cold moonlight fell from the endless sky and enveloped a gray-robed young man standing at the top of the Qinglan Mountains!
The young man in gray robe puts his hands behind his back and looks forward.
Although he looked only in his thirties, his eyes shone with rare depth and maturity.
The whole person stood there, motionless, like a majestic Mount Tai, standing upright!
This young man is none other than Balao!
Suddenly, a blur of light flew from the mountainside.
After a few flashes, it landed next to Balao and transformed into a middle-aged round-faced man and a pretty girl who looked less than ten years old!
The middle-aged round-faced man is the former leader of the Tianlian Sect, named Zhang Tao!
And the pretty little girl is Chu Tian’s precious disciple Sun Cangyao!
"Sect Master, I just checked again and found that Senior Brother Chutian's Divine Soul Jade Tablet is still intact, without any accidents!"
Zhang Tao said respectfully.
After hearing Zhang Tao's report, Balao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since Chu Tian was driven into the deepest void turbulence by the Third Sword Master more than a month ago, he arranged for Zhang Tao to check Chu Tian's Soul Jade Tablet in person every day.
At the beginning, Zhang Tao needed to check five or six times a day. Later, the number gradually decreased, until recently, he checked once a day!
Although he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the solemn look on his face did not diminish at all.
The soul jade token is not broken, which can only prove that Chutian is still alive, but it cannot prove that Chutian will return soon. It also cannot prove that Chutian will live forever!
In the deepest part of the turbulent void, spiritual energy is scarce. Once the spiritual stones on Chu Tian's body are exhausted, he will eventually die!
In addition, there are still some terrifying ferocious beasts living in the deepest part of the turbulent void. Once encountered, Chu Tian will also be unable to escape death!
"I have made a decision. After the next battle, no matter what the final result is, I will secretly leave with Chutian's soul jade token in the name of seclusion and breakthrough, and go alone to the deepest part of the turbulent void to find...
Go back to Chutian!"
After a few breaths of silence, Ba Lao suddenly spoke solemnly.
"What!"
Zhang Tao and Sun Cangyao, who were standing nearby, were instantly shocked when they heard this.
The deepest part of the turbulent flow of the void is boundless and very dangerous.
If you are not careful, you will get lost and never find your way home!
The two of them were about to speak and persuade Balao to think twice before acting, but they were interrupted by Balao raising his hand: "Okay, you two don't need to persuade me, I have made up my mind!"
"Cang Yao, for the next half month, you and the other young geniuses in the sect will stay by my side every day!"
"I will seize the time to teach you all kinds of things. The future of Shenlian Sect still depends on the performance of your younger generation!"
"Disciple, obey!"
Sun Cangyao replied respectfully with red eyes.
She understood that the next half month would most likely be her last precious time with Balao.
Ba Lao's mouth moved, and after conveying his message to Zhang Tao, Zhang Tao looked solemn, bowed, turned around and left in a hurry.
On the top of the mountain, soon only an old man and a young man were left, standing side by side, staring ahead, silent for a long time.
Time flies by like water, and in a blink of an eye it’s the big day of the Xuanyuan Family Weapon Refining Invitational Tournament!