[Chapter 408: The Dugu Family]
I don’t know if the Dragon Slaying Sword can be refined.
Anyway, Yang Yiyun has to try it. This time he is forced into a corner.
On the surface, he seems calm, but in fact he is very anxious.
Shenzong and Qingcheng are both ancient sects, and there are more and more innate ancient warriors in these ancient sects.
More importantly, when killing Ding Chan, Ding Chan threatened him, saying that Shenzong has the ninth level of innate. This is what Yang Yiyun is worried about.
The later the practice, the clearer the distinction. The innate level of ancient warriors is one level higher than the heaven, and the same is true for cultivation.
He is only at the fourth level of the foundation building period now, and all kinds of means have emerged, and he can fight against the innate level 7.
But how to deal with the innate level 8 or 9?
Therefore, Yang Yiyun has only one idea in his mind, trying every possible way to improve his combat effectiveness.
It would be great if the Dragon Slaying Sword could be refined for his own use.
Today’s collection of gains is also to increase the overall strength of the disciples of Yunmen.
He can’t stay at home every day without going out, and the same is true for others.
Although there is an old man who may have surpassed the innate wine fairy guarding the Yunmen headquarters, Yang Yiyu can’t count on the crazy old man for his whole life, right?
Only by constantly working hard to improve his own cultivation is the kingly way.
The iron must be hard.
Everyone understands this truth.
He took the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, a drop of blood dripped on it, and the true fire started to run and began to sacrifice.
Just like the first attempt to drip blood, the Dragon Slaying Sword still did not absorb the blood.
This made Yang Yiyu’s heart sink.
But it also stimulated his stubborn temper.
“Brother, I don’t believe that the sacrifice can’t transform you.” He muttered, increased the power of the true fire, and continued to refine.
Yang Yiyu’s stubborn temper came up, and he was stupid, fighting with the Dragon Slaying Sword.
He slowly endured under the true fire sacrifice, holding the idea of refining the Dragon Slaying Sword into water.
The Dragon Slaying Sword also fought with Yang Yiyu, no matter how he used the true fire to sacrifice, it didn’t move.
Yang Yiyun was so angry that he cursed: “What a shitty sword, it’s worse than a piece of broken copper and rotten iron.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand tremble.
“Huh~”
Yang Yiyun’s heart moved, could this thing have a spirit inside?
The ritual didn’t work, and he cursed it as a piece of broken iron, and it reacted.
What a jerk.
“If you can’t use it, you are just scrap metal…” Yang found that cursing worked, so he stopped the ritual and started cursing.
Instantly, he turned into a street-swearing shrew.
As he cursed, the Dragon Slaying Sword trembled more and more.
The more so Yang Yiyun cursed, the worse it sounded.
At a certain moment, a dazzling silver light burst out, and there was a bang.
Yang Yiyun only felt a cramp in his lower abdomen, and the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand disappeared.
“Puff~” A mouthful of blood suddenly spit out.
And he clearly felt an ancient sword appear in his Dantian, it was the Dragon Slaying Sword, but at this moment the Dragon Slaying Sword had changed greatly, the whole body turned silver, shining with cold light, suspended above the Dantian enjoying the nourishment of the true qi.
Only a blood hole appeared in Yang Yiyu’s lower abdomen.
Waves of cramps.
This is a cheap sword.
At this time, he was sure that the Dragon Slaying Sword did have a spirit, and after cursing, he drilled into the Dantian.
But he retaliated against Yang Yiyu, stabbing a blood hole in his lower abdomen.
The blood hole is a small matter, and a drop of water of life can repair it.
At this time, he finally laughed. He didn’t expect the Dragon Slaying Sword to recognize its master in this way.
It was both funny and helpless.
Even if it was the ghost of the Dragon Slaying Sword, it should look like a weird thing.
In his mind, he could also feel an invisible connection between him and the Dragon Slaying Sword.
With a thought, he summoned it.
Suddenly, the Dragon Slaying Sword appeared in his hand. He took it in his hand and looked at it. Yang Yiyu found that the dark color on the Dragon Slaying Sword disappeared. This sword was silver, with a halo flowing through it. The
previous explosion was because it was awakened after a deep sleep. Now the Dragon Slaying Sword has spiritual energy. He
tried to communicate with the sword with his mental power to see if there was a sword spirit in the sword. If there was, it would be able to exert great power when used.
However, what Yang Yiyu did not expect was that his mental power was grouped outside and could not enter at all.
This means that the sword spirit in the Dragon Slaying Sword did not accept him, so it could not exert the true power of the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Now it can only be used as an ordinary magic weapon in his hand.
However, it can be stored in the Dantian, which means that the first step has been successful. It has already recognized the master on the surface, and the rest will be done slowly.
Yang Yiyun was more and more curious about the level of the Dragon Slaying Sword. One thing was certain: even if the sword spirit of the Dragon Slaying Sword was undisciplined, the level of the sword body alone was stronger than that of a mid-grade spiritual weapon.
So Yang Yiyun was satisfied.
Under the effect of the Water of Life, the blood hole in his lower abdomen recovered quickly.
With a thought, he put the Dragon Slaying Sword back into his Dantian.
Now there were two magic weapons in his Dantian. The dragon scales had the advantages of dragon scales, and the Dragon Slaying Sword had the uses of the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Then Yang Yiyun reached out and took out the armor from Ding Chan, and simply sacrificed it together.
This thing was originally intended to be given to someone, but thinking that this was Ding Chan’s defensive spiritual weapon, and Ding Chan was the young master of the Divine Sect, it would cause trouble to give it to others, so it would be better to use it himself.
There was no hindrance in refining the armor. Half an hour later, Yang Yiyun had already put it on. At the same time, at the moment of refining, the information about the armor came from the clock in his mind.
This set of armor has a name called Qingque, Qingque armor, and is a mid-grade spiritual weapon level.
The size changes can be adjusted at will.
When it is used, it will appear on the body in a moment, and hide in the body when it is not used.
It is really very useful.
Now Yang Yiyun can be said to be armed to the teeth.
If his cultivation can be improved, he will not be afraid of the masters of Shenzong and Qingcheng coming to seek revenge.
Unfortunately, no matter what kind of elixir, the first one is effective, but the second one has little effect.
Instead of this, Yang Yiyun thought it would be better to leave the three-turn golden elixir to those who need it in Yunmen.
After that, he did not practice, went out to find Qiao Fu and the other two and taught them the “Puppet Dafa”.
And each of them gave the three of them a three-turn golden elixir to take.
There is only one three-turn golden elixir left, and he left the last one for Dugu Wuqing.
After explaining Qiao Fu and the other two, Yang Yiyun walked out of the secret room.
The next day, he sent Zhao Nan and Lu Xuexi away to the ancient capital Yunqi to take charge.
Yang Yiyun was very satisfied with the effect of Zhao Nan and Lu Xuexi’s overnight practice.
To be precise, it is the effect of the three-turn golden elixir
. Zhao Nan stepped into the first level of foundation building from the fourth level of Qi Refining Stage, and the effect was very significant.
Lu Xuexi was even more terrifying. A third-turn golden elixir allowed her to directly advance from the first level of the foundation-building stage to the ninth level of the foundation-building stage.
Yang Yiyu was really envious.
Of course, the reason for this was not just the effect of the third-turn golden elixir.
More importantly, Lu Xuexi had been a golden elixir cultivator before. With the golden elixir realm at her disposal, she could return to the peak of cultivation like a rocket if she had enough spiritual energy.
Besides, the third-turn golden elixir itself was a high-level elixir, made from the nine-turn soul ring grass, and it was the most effective for Lu Xuexi.
The main reason was that Lu Xuexi had a single spiritual root, so her cultivation was naturally fast.
People are always more annoying than others.
Yang Yiyu thought about his own five-element spiritual roots, which were several times slower than others in cultivation. A third-turn golden elixir only upgraded three small realms.
Lu Xuexi directly upgraded to nine small realms, and was just one step away from returning to the golden elixir. He was envious.
Zhao Nan also crossed a large realm.
Now Yang Yiyu was very much looking forward to the cultivation of the sisters Qiao Fu, Wu Moqiu, and Wu Moxia. He didn’t know what effect the three of them would achieve after taking the third-turn golden elixir.
There is also the third disciple, Wu Jian.
Unfortunately, the three-leaf and three-flowered Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass is no longer available. He planted three seeds of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass in the Qiankun Pot, but he doesn’t know when they will grow.
Otherwise, if there are enough three-turn golden pills, Yang Yiyu can let everyone in Yunmen enter the foundation-building stage and be on par with the innate ancient warriors. At that time, Yunmen as a whole can be compared with those ancient sects.
“We still need to work harder~”
Yang Yiyu said to himself as he watched Zhao Nan and Lu Xuexi leave.
With Lu Xuexi’s ninth-level foundation-building cultivation, and Zhao Nan himself entering the first level of the foundation-building stage, Yang Yiyu can finally rest assured that they will leave the ancient capital.
Among the women, Zhao Nan and Dugu Wuqing have successfully established their foundations.
Yang Yiyu will naturally find a way to deal with the remaining few. Now, the only one missing is Ouyang Yuqing and Bu Qingmei, who have little cultivation.
Ouyang Yuqing is not bad. With the help of everyone, he has sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when he came to the Yunmen headquarters and succeeded.
Only Bu Qingmei has just arrived at Yunmen and is still a grass bird.
After Yang Yiyu returned to the living room, he told his sister Yang Shanshan and Qiu Yun Ningke to first teach Bu Qingmei some knowledge about cultivation, and then he would help Bu Qingmei to draw in qi.
Just when everyone was popularizing knowledge about cultivation to Bu Qingmei, a car horn sounded outside the door.
The three disciples and Qiao Fu were all in seclusion, so Yang Yiyu went out to see who had arrived.
When he walked out, he saw an old man in his sixties, wearing a Tang suit. He seemed to know Yang Yiyu. After getting out of the car, he looked at Yang Yiyu and asked, “Excuse me, are you Mr. Yang Yiyu?”
“I am, who are you?” Yang Yiyu was puzzled. He had never seen this person before.
“I am Dugu Wen, the second uncle of Dugu Wuqing. I have come to visit Mr. Yang today.”
(End of this chapter)
