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Volume 1: Riding the Wind and Sword to Xuantian Volume 12: The Young Man Has Angry Fist

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    Xu Jiu's second time in his life to enter the ice wasteland to hunt monsters ended prematurely. Although the old ghost was very dissatisfied with this, he still had to listen to Xu Jiu in the end.  On the way back to Heluo City, one man and one ghost teamed up and killed two more spirits, a black-maned snow leopard and an ice fox. They were both common among spirits. They were incomparable to the giant ice lions and were killed after leaving Heluo City.  The first weird monster, the blue monster that looked like a big earthworm, was no better. He didn't care much and let the old ghost eat it in one go.  The old ghost was naturally very happy, and the blue light became a little thicker, obviously improving a lot.  Xu Jiu is also quite satisfied. The old ghost will gradually become his good helper and a killer weapon at critical moments.  If it were before, let alone the giant ice lion, with his cultivation at the first level of the breath taking realm, he could only run away from the black-maned snow leopard when he saw it, and the ice fox was extremely fast, so he could only watch.  All the way back home, Xu Jiu took off her fur and became more and more eager to improve her cultivation level quickly.  If you reach the third level of the Qi Inhalation Realm, the true energy in your body will circulate, the pores all over your body will be blocked, and your body will have no leakage, you will not be afraid of the severe cold, and it will be much easier to move.  Now that he has Bai Yuandan in his hand, he naturally doesn't need to be too stingy. He first activates "Warm Jade", then sits down. He first sits down and practices to stabilize his cultivation. Then he takes out the flying sword and breaks it with a flick of his fingertips.  A bloody opening was opened, and a drop of bright blood flew out and landed on the sword body.  Although this flying sword is of low quality, to Xu Jiu, it is like life. It is not only his only weapon, but also his entire life.  He wants to use his own essence and blood to nourish and refine the flying sword.  There are some monks with profound knowledge. Not only do they use their essence and blood to refine their flying swords and magic weapons every day, they also specialize in collecting heavenly materials and earthly treasures, monster essence and blood, and even burn elixirs to arrange special magic circles.  Tempering the flying sword magic weapon makes its quality continue to improve, and it becomes more and more spiritual.  But Xu Jiu obviously does not have the capital.  But this time he had a rare luxury. He picked it up with his fingertips, and a jade bottle flew out of the hidden bag. He pulled out the cork, and with a movement of his mind, a drop of dark red color flew out from it, flashing with a light ice blue.  Glowing blood drops.  This is the heart and blood of the giant ice lion, which is quite precious.  Xu Jiu's eyes brightened, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and with a cruel heart, he took out another Bai Yuandan, and took out the backbone of the ice field giant lion that was ten feet long from another hidden bag. He flicked his fingertips and immediately flew the sword.  It flew out and stroked back and forth on the spine. The blade of the sword rubbed against the bones as hard as iron, making a harsh sound. However, traces of bone powder kept falling, which he quickly collected in a porcelain bottle.  The old ghost was flying beside him, making a hoarse and weird sound: "Xu Jiu, what's so good about your broken flying sword? Although the essence, blood and bones of this lion are not good materials, they can be used in this broken flying sword."  "It's a waste of natural resources." Xu Jiu said angrily: "If you can get me a good flying sword, I don't have to sacrifice it. The flying sword of Taoist Qushan was pretty good last time, but it was a pity that it was destroyed."  You eat it as soon as you come out." The old ghost said happily: "Why don't we go out and find any monk who doesn't like it and is good at flying swords? I will definitely keep the flying swords for you." Xu Jiu sneered.  Said: "You only eat people, right?" The old ghost just said nothing, and said melancholy for a long time: "Following you is really the greatest misfortune for me in my life." "The greatest misfortune for you in this life is that you are killed by others.  Take the flesh!" Xu Jiu was not polite.  He is now much more open-minded and knows that the old ghost will not do anything to him.  Because apart from Xu Jiu who can coexist peacefully with him, if the old ghost is exposed, it does not require any powerful person, just a monk with Tao Fei Realm cultivation can control him, and a strange existence like him is not suitable for those powerful people.  As far as the monks are concerned, he is simply a rare treasure among the treasures. If he is not made alive into a furnace of elixirs, he will become a ghost.  Xu Jiu was sitting cross-legged, and suddenly he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of pure Qi. He flicked his fingertips again, and a trace of Qi shot out quickly, violently rubbing with the air, and a small flame suddenly appeared.  This is the simplest and most superficial spell, which can be performed by monks in the breath-taking realm.  Immediately, the flames ignited the pure energy he breathed out, and the Bai Yuandan also flew over, spewing out a large amount of energy and stimulating the fire.  Xu Jiu quickly activated his spiritual thoughts, and the flying sword fell on the pale white flames and was roasted by the tongues of fire. The two drops of blood on the sword body soon began to slowly stir in the heat of the flames.  At the same time, Xu Jiu quickly sprinkled a layer of bone powder from the backbone of the giant ice lion on the sword body.  His own essence and blood can make the flying sword more consistent with his own spiritual thoughts, making its use more satisfactory. The heart essence and blood and spine of the giant ice lion can slightly improve the quality of the flying sword, and it also has a certain  The ice-cold nature of the weapon means that the next time you attack, if the flying sword hits the enemy, the wound will be injured by the ice. Although the effect is not great, it will still be effective after all.?Better than nothing.  ¡°In the final analysis, his own cultivation is limited.  It took nearly three hours to practice and refine the flying sword. He took out the hand cannon and refined it carefully.  It's a pity that there are only three Huo Leizi left, but Heluo City is full of shops selling magic weapons, flying swords and other items, and Huo Leizi can also buy them.  When he thought of this, he thought of brother and sister Duoduo.  Because of all the shops related to flying swords and magic weapons in Heluo City, six out of ten must belong to Lingbao Tower.  His screen was also purchased from a shop under Lingbao Tower.  Taking a deep breath, he stopped thinking and stood up and said: "Old ghost, come in, I'm going to the Demon Refining Building." The old ghost praised: "Wise decision. The spine and heart of this lion are very important to you.  Although useful, it is far less valuable than selling them to exchange for the medicinal materials for refining the Pulse Cleansing Pill. "Xu Jiu was actually quite distressed and gritted his teeth and said, "Old ghost, I only have a first-level cultivation level in the Qi Breathing Realm, let alone refining.  I don¡¯t know anything about the ability to make elixirs, even the principles of refining elixirs. I have never even touched a serious elixir furnace. You can really make me refine a furnace of elixirs by myself?¡± ¡°How dare you?  Is it possible to underestimate me? Master Dao, although my memory is shattered and not a single bit remains, a little leaked from my teeth, which is enough for you." The old ghost is obviously dissatisfied with Xu Jiu's attitude.  Xu Jiu no longer hesitated, secretly thinking that the old ghost is a big shot after all. If you don¡¯t believe him, who else can you believe?  His desire for power has become stronger and stronger, reaching the point where he cannot suppress it.  Xu Jiu left the house and quickly headed towards the Demon Refining Tower.  "Brother Xiao Jin¡ª¡ª" Xu Jiufang stepped into the gate of the Demon Refining Building and called Xu Jin, but he stopped abruptly before he finished calling.  At this time, the situation and atmosphere in the Demon Refining Tower were all very strange.  Xu Jiu fixed his gaze, and when he understood the situation in the lobby of the Demon Refining Building, he suddenly saw a childish face covered with cold iron blue and angry flush, mixed together, making it extremely ugly.  In the lobby of the Demon Refining Building, there is no usual bustling scene of customers coming in and out and waiters busy. Instead, there is deathly silence, although there are many people in it at the moment.  Until Xu Jiu came in and broke the silence with an exclamation.  There was a circle of people in the lobby, including the demon refining building clerks that Xu Jiu knew, as well as unfamiliar monks. The most important thing was a young man on the ground in the middle, who was kneeling on his knees in a very humiliating gesture.  , holding his head with both arms, curled up and lying on the ground, shaking all over. The thick fur wrapped around his body was obviously torn open by a strong force, and most of his back was exposed to the cold air.  There were several blood stains and a clear five-finger palm print. The blood gushed out and had solidified into ice.  "Brother Xiaojin!" Xu Jiu swooped over and squatted down to support the young man.  The young man's trembling body suddenly stiffened and he raised his head tremblingly.  As expected, he was none other than Xu Jin.  Xu Jiu looked ugly and his eyes were red. He quickly wrapped the fur on Xu Jin's back, then simply took off the thickest layer of fur on his body and wrapped it around Xu Jin.  He touched his hand on his waist and took out a Baiyuan Dan from the Zangxu Pouch. Without any explanation, he stuffed it into Xu's mouth and said in a cold voice: "Brother Xiao Jin, what's going on?" Xu Jin's eyes were a little unfocused for a long time.  Only then did he react, his eyes fell on Xu Jiu, his expression suddenly changed, his face covered with bruises and scars twisted, his eyes shone with frightened light, and he shouted in a hissing voice: "Xiao Jiu, why are you here? It's none of your business here.  Let¡¯s go!¡± ¡°Huh?¡± Xu Jiu¡¯s expression moved slightly and he held Xu Jin¡¯s shoulder slightly.  Xu Jin was not a monk in the breath-taking realm, so naturally he could not resist him, and his movements of struggling to get up were suppressed.  And Xu Jiu's eyes were scanning the surroundings at this moment, and finally found the clue.  There were many people surrounding the lobby. Among them, the two men wearing black robes and a white silk ribbon around their waists were the most eye-catching. Their eyes were all focused on Xu Jin.  The one who was obviously the main one among the men in black robes had a broad build, a fat face, and narrow eyes, revealing a sinister light. He suddenly laughed out loud: "Little fellow, I didn't expect you to have a monk friend."  Xu Jin was shocked and said hurriedly: "He, he is not my friend! It's none of his business, just let him go" Somehow, a strange power surged out of his body at this time, and even Xu Jiu couldn't help it.  If you can suppress it, ask him to break away suddenly and turn around to block Xu Jiu.  The fat-faced man in black robe narrowed his eyes even more, walked towards Xu Jin and Xu Jiu, and smiled sinisterly: "Young man, since you are a monk, even though you are just a boy who has just entered the Qi Inhalation Realm, you must also have Bai Yuandan in you.  Pindao sold a spirit that was worth two hundred Bai Yuandan to the Demon Refining Tower, and this guy actually said it was only worth one hundred Bai Yuandan! It was obviously an insult to Pindao! Since you are his friend, then you should do it for him!  He addedThe difference is about one piece of Bai Yuandan.  " Xu Jiu stood up slowly, with an awe-inspiring chill in his eyes. He looked at the other person's clothes seriously, and finally nodded gently and said, "Are you from the Black and White Club?  " The fat-faced man in black robe immediately showed a look of color on his face, and said proudly: "Young man has some discernment, let's get Bai Yuandan.  Xu Jiu said calmly: "Unfortunately, I don't have Bai Yuandan on me today."  " The fat-faced man in black robes' face darkened, he pondered for a moment, and said in a bad voice: "Without Bai Yuandan, other things can offset it.  what do you have?  " Xu Jiu suddenly took a step forward, and was suddenly only three steps away from the fat-faced man in black robes. He suddenly let out a gloomy roar: "I have angry fists!  "Whew! Xu Jiu's right arm that was shrunk in his sleeves swung violently, breaking through the air with a loud roaring fist and fiercely hitting the opponent's fat face! ¡ª¡ª Ps: The collection has increased  It's very slow. I'd like to thank you fellow Taoists for saving it. If you have any recommendation votes, please give me a vote. If you're not happy with the slow update, I'll speed it up next week. Also, if you have time, you may wish to leave a comment and praise me.  Both can be criticized and criticized, but of course the former is better. There is still a lot of essence this week, which is a shameful waste.
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