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Chapter 921 Can't Promise

Metal can overcome wood. As a wood practitioner, Zhang Wenfeng replenished the energy of Xiao Jinzhu in a place with strong metal evil spirit. In the first one or two years, he was very uncomfortable and suffered some hardships. He spent a lot of time meditating every day to resolve it.

Fortunately, his cultivation level was high enough and he used his skills to resist. Later, he gradually figured out how to deal with it.

The use of the "Bing" formula of the Nine-Character Mantra greatly alleviated the erosion of the body by the golden evil spirit. Coupled with the thought of Guanghan Sword Intent, he used the golden evil energy to beat the body without hurting the inside, and finally relieved him from being exhausted for a long time.

freed from confrontation.

He was very fortunate to know a lot of magical powers and swordsmanship, and he turned the hardships into training that was beneficial to him.

Time passed day by day, and the harassment from the Jinsha and Yin spirits outside almost never stopped.

Within the scope of the Meteorite Canyon, the Golden Evil Yin Spirits can be killed and dispersed, but they will not truly die. More and more low-level Golden Evil Yin Spirits are attacking the cave, making You Mengchang quite annoyed.

Later, the viewer is asked to release small fireflies, one old and one small, to kill a group of golden evil spirits. Fire can overcome metal, not to mention the fifth-level fire-living spirits. The golden evil spirits burned by the small firebugs will never be seen again.

Unable to be reborn and completely destroyed, the Jinsha Yin spirit was finally restrained from causing unbridled trouble.

Twelve years passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Guanzhu gathered up little by little to replenish Xiao Jinzhu with about 30% of its energy.

Every day, he keeps trying to figure out the Guanghan Sword Intention. In the extreme environment where the metal energy is as cold as cold, Zhang Guanzhu has further understood the power of the rules of this Sword Intent. He can easily absorb the energy and at the same time strengthen his own tempering without delay.

The improvement of his strength.

On this day, he walked out of the secluded cave and came to the top of the canyon cliff.

Looking far into the distance, except for the whistling sound of the wind, there is silence and desolation everywhere, with half a person missing.

Zhang Wenfeng rarely left the cave, and he soon became aware of the peeping gazes from the depths of the canyon below. Those golden evil spirits turned invisible and hid in the dark, never coming out into the sunlight.

Chatting with You Lao, Zhang Guanzhu walked on the rugged mountains and rocks, with Lihuo Jing, who had transformed into a vague human form and was about four feet tall, floating behind him.

A young woman suddenly appeared on the mountain road in front of her, wearing a dark gold and black antique long skirt. She had a slim waist, extremely beautiful face, and was as cold as ice. Her dark golden eyes stared at the three people who stopped without any warmth.

"Meteor Sword Spirit Jin Zhe, I have met fellow Daoist Zhang!"

The woman who appeared strangely put her hands together and performed an ancient ritual, but ignored the You Meng Chang beside her, and even ignored the presence of Li Huo Jing.

Zhang Wenfeng was not surprised at all, and returned the greeting with his hands raised: "Fellow Jin Zhe, you are so polite, do you have any advice?"

You Mengchang sent a message: "Don't care what she asks for, don't agree to her."

He knew the ins and outs of the sword spirit across from him, but it was impossible for the other party to recognize him as a passer-by.

At that time, people were coming and going in this place, and Sword Spirit did not dare to show up more than a hundred miles away from the lake. There should not be too many evil cultivators who wanted to catch her.

"Please, Fellow Daoist Zhang, take me out of here."

Even though she was asking for help, Sword Spirit still spoke coldly, as if she could not laugh, and added: "We can make a covenant with the sky. I will treat you as my master, and in return I will give you the meteor sword, a heavy weapon from heaven and earth that has sunk to the bottom of the lake."

She had been watching with cold eyes for a long time and already knew the name of the Taoist priest.

She finally met a sixth-level monk. She didn't want to give up this rare opportunity. If she kept waiting, she was worried that the spiritual energy in the lower world would become weaker and weaker. Each generation of monks would become worse than the previous generation. She waited and waited, and now she couldn't even get close to the Falling Star Lake.

All the monks are hard to come by.

Nearly ten thousand years have passed, and no one probably knows the details of what happened back then.

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the woman, shook his head slowly, and said: "Zhang is qualified for the Wood Industry and is not blessed with the valuable tools of the Gold Industry. I'm sorry!"

There is only one word difference between small heaven and earth heavy weapons and heaven and earth heavy weapons, but there is a big difference in grade.

Of course, it mainly depends on the strength of the monk who uses the heavy weapon, and how much power it can exert.

The Qi Ling woman looked at the Taoist priest opposite and turned around. Her skirt was fluttering and she did not make any movement to stop her. Even with her strength, she could not stop a sixth-level monk. The reason given by the Taoist priest was irrefutable. She wanted to use the monk to face him.

The heavy weapon's greed took him out of the lower world, but it was a pity that the other party was too sober.

She had some suspicions that the other party might know the rumor that the Meteor Sword was blocking the master? Just when he showed a trace of murderous intention, he saw a faint bronze "domain" undulating around the Taoist priest.

The Qi Ling woman was extremely disappointed. The opponent was carrying a small world treasure, so no wonder he was unmoved.

Pity.

Zhang Wenfeng walked back nearly fifty miles.

You Mengchang sent a message: "That's enough. Let's find a cave to stay in the canyon nearby. The golden evil spirit here is relatively thin. When I set up a formation nearby, she must consider her own safety if she wants to cause trouble."

Looking back, the Qi Ling woman had long disappeared.

For the sake of safety, they had to retreat far away. In the words of You Lao, "I would rather spend more time than act under the eyes of the sword spirit. If the sword spirit fails to think about it and goes crazy, it will not be worth the loss."

I found a dilapidated cave, cleaned it up, opened it up, and settled in there.

Zhang Wenfeng would go out for a walk every year or so in seclusion. Occasionally, he would twice see the Weapon Spirit woman appearing coldly on the rocks thirty miles away. Zhang Wenfeng did not provoke her, but turned around and walked back.

He knows that here, the weapon spirit is an immortal existence. Even if the opponent can be defeated, the weapon spirit will be able to recover after a while, but it will take a lot of cultivation, unless the opponent can be caught.

He already knew that the weapon spirit was an unknown thing, so how could he ask for trouble? Ten years passed without realizing it. Zhang Wenfeng replenished enough energy for Xiao Jinzhu and immediately set off to leave.

After being delayed here for too long, he did not return to the Eastern Continent, but set out directly for the unpredictable forest in the territory of the demon tribe on the vast continent.

Xianling Temple, Jianping Mountain.

Shui Qingru, who was promoted to the fifth-level swordsmanship after leaving seclusion a few years ago, has a tall and straight figure like a sword. She is teaching the second-level and third-level disciples to practice swordsmanship. She is still in the post of the arrest department and is no longer in charge. This is a rare opportunity in a year.

Go once.

"Sister, I'm here."

The He Ku jade floated down the top of the mountain, smiling and handing it over to the unsmiling senior sister. Over the years, she followed the mountain chief's arrangements, first serving as a teaching priest for three years, and then spent two years working with ten other teaching priests to lead the last group of apprentices.

The disciples go out for training and are then assigned to work in Zhi Ke Hall, Jing Yi Hall, Dan Yi Hall, Zhang Lu Hall and other places. They work in each hall for three years and become familiar with the various operations of the sect.

"Practice the Bagua Sword that I taught you last time and show it to me." Shui Qingru nodded and ordered. She was teaching on behalf of a teacher, so her requirements should be stricter.

Before He Kuyu drew his sword, he leaned close to his senior sister and whispered: "Master has arrived in the vast continent." She had done this at every door of the sect, so she was naturally well informed.

I hope that for the sake of Master, senior sister will not scold you too harshly.

She was slow in learning the sword, and her master had never scolded her before, but she learned the sword very quickly, and her master often praised her.

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