Looking at the simple and unpretentious earth-yellow flying sword in front of me.

Dong Lingxian felt a little inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou!" Dong Ling took the flying sword first, and the magic power in his body gushed out and refined it instantly.

However, it will take at least 7749 days to completely refine it to the life-long flying sword.

It will take at least a hundred years to warm the flying sword to the seventh level.

But what if it takes a hundred years?

At that time, I was only two hundred years old, and even among the Nascent Soul cultivators, I was extremely young.

Perhaps the pig demon was right, and he had indeed practiced too smoothly.

As the saying goes, things will turn back when extremes!

It may not be a bad thing to settle down slowly.

"Uncle Zhou... dare to ask what the name of this flying sword is?" Dong Lingxian asked.

"Kunlun Sword."

"Thank you, Zhou Bo, I will definitely cultivate this Kunlun sword into my natal flying sword." Dong Lingxian said with a firm look on his face.

Seeing that Dong Lingxian said so seriously, Zhou Yunlei was a little embarrassed.

"This Kunlun sword is just a fifth-level flying sword. How can it be worthy of your Nascent Soul Cultivator? Now you lack a nascent flying sword, just use it for a while, so as not to be killed by some sluts. It will not be too late to get the seventh-level magic weapon flying sword in the future." Zhou Yunlei said with a smile.

"No! Zhou Bo... This sword is very good, better than my previous Tiansha sword. It will become my natal flying sword. I will keep it warm to the seventh level." Dong Lingxian said solemnly.

Zhou Yunlei smiled with relief, but did not persuade him, but said, "Where did the Xiaozi who killed people with swords come out?"

Dong Ling looked at Zhou Yunlei for a moment and said, "Shortly after I left the Volcanic Island, the fifth-level red flying sword was chased out..."

"The flying sword was still cautious at first. When I tried to find out that I had no countermeasures, I pierced a large area with an extremely arrogant attitude..."

"I had to deal with him for a while, and when I saw that I was about to seal it with the yellow sand and earth seal, I suddenly saw two fourth-level flying swords coming out..."

"Above the sea, the earth seal behind the yellow sand is extremely powerful, and coupled with the harassment of the other two flying swords, he actually escaped from the seal..."

"At this moment, they already knew that I had no flying sword in my life, so they became even more unscrupulous..."

"I used the innate magical powers that came with "Tiansha Sword Art", but I was suffering from the lack of a flying sword, so I could only hide myself in the wind and sand..."

"This method of hiding one's body is just hiding, not disappearing. In addition, the overwhelming wind and sand on this sea are really powerless, but it is extremely slow. It is penetrated by three handles and almost died on the spot..." Dong Lingxian sighed and said.

"Nephew Lingxian... You haven't returned to Volcano Island for more than 50 years. Now Volcano Island is no longer the sect base of Baishi Valley, but has become the market in Baishi Valley. Except for the weapon refining hall that is still stationed on Volcano Island, the other monks have already moved to Jiao Island with more spiritual energy..."

"There are many casual cultivators stationed on the volcanic island. They all came to hunt down the monsters of Penghai. They forgot their righteousness when they see profit and kill people and seize treasures. This is an ordinary thing."

"On the same day, a patrol disciple reported to me that there was a large area of ​​wind and sand in the waters east of the Volcano Island..."

"At that time, I was thinking, where is the wind and sand coming from this sea?"

"This must be the celestial phenomenon formed by the monk's fighting. I thought of you at the first time!"

"Fortunately, I arrived in time, so I didn't let Xiaoxiao succeed..."

"Nephew... Don't worry, the sect leader Bai Yunting and the sect leader Bai Yuer already know that those three sluts must be unable to fly." Zhou Yunlei comforted.

"Does the Supreme Elder know about this?" Dong Lingxian suddenly asked.

"I probably don't know. Elder Zhu has been in seclusion for many years and has not passed the test for nearly a hundred years."

"Impossible." Dong Ling shook his head first.

If Zhu Zishan did not come out of seclusion, who would seal the Golden Demon Lord and destroy his own flying sword?

"How much do you know about Uncle Zhou...the Supreme Elder Zhu Zishan?" Dong Lingxian asked again.

"Didn't you say it... We are brothers of the same sect. Your Uncle Zhu's cultivation speed is fast now and now you are an elder of the sect. Your cultivation speed is no slower than him. If you are ranked according to your cultivation level, I will call you a young senior." Zhou Yunlei's words seemed extremely open-minded, as if he was not at all worried about his relative slow progress in his cultivation level.

"Uncle Zhu is a wild boar demon." Dong Lingxian said calmly.

"Don't listen to them talking nonsense." Zhou Yunlei waved his hand.

"I saw it with my own eyes." Dong Ling replied first.

"Uh... When did you see him?" Zhou Yunlei showed a look of astonishment.

"Half a month ago, I had just met someone who advanced to the Nascent Soul stage." Dong Ling did not intend to hide it for now, but he did not intend to say more.

Zhou Yunlei was silent for a moment.

"His he destroyed your natal flying sword?"

Dong Ling nodded first.

"Why did he do this?" Zhou Yunlei showed a strange look on his face.

"He said that my flying sword did not advance to the seventh level with me, and it would be useless to keep it. It would be better to destroy it and replace it with a new one." Dong Lingxian said truthfully.

"Then he shouldn't have ruined your flying sword for no reason." Zhou Yunlei said with a frown.

"I've taken action against him."

"What?"

"Why did you attack him?"

"Uncle Zhou... don't ask, I have my reasons too." Dong Lingxian didn't want to tell the story of the Golden Demon Lord.

"You Uncle Zhu is indeed a wild boar demon." Zhou Yunlei sighed and said.

"Uncle Zhu and the head Bai Yunting are dual-cultural partners. Wouldn't it mean that they are a combination of shemale men?" Dong Ling first showed an extremely disgusting expression.

"Oh... why do you care about so much? They are in love with each other."

"This is not a matter of your love, this is..."

"What's this?"

"This is a problem that cannot be done."

"Why not?"

"That's a pig, then... can it be put on the bed?" Dong Lingxian almost burst into tears.

"Oh! Just attack Uncle Zhu for this matter. I said you are so ignorant!"

"Why are you doing this little business at such a young age? The couple is in love with each other, and they do whatever they want. Is this your responsibility?"

"This...this is not the problem."

"What's the problem?"

"How can this man and the demon cross the boundaries of race, let alone he is still a pig."

"Oh... what's wrong with pigs? You don't know that there are so many female cultivators in our Shirashi Valley who are competing and thinking of ways to be with your Uncle Zhu. They are all suppressed by the Bai sisters and the Lord Cao Jie..."

"Later, your Uncle Zhu was so upset that he was lucky enough to go into seclusion all year round..."

"Saying that this female cultivator with high cultivation is really scary. Even a wild boar demon as strong as your Uncle Zhu..." Zhou Yunlei said in surprise.

"I……"

"What are you?"

Dong Ling opened his mouth first, finally sighed and said, "Let me slow down."

"Nephew Dong... Listen to Uncle Zhou's advice, we monks can pursue immortality and freedom. Why bother to care about so many other people's business? People are kind and loving, and they are all other people's business."
Chapter completed!