Zhang Yan was refining the sword pellet in his acupoints. Under his full concentration, he did not notice the passing of time.
After an unknown amount of time, on this day, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his mind and woke up from his meditative state.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked outside.
At this moment, he was still sitting in the crater of earth fire, surrounded by high piles of stones, facing the crater. The heat was pressing in, luckily he had the protection of the treasured shirt, the fire poison could not invade him. But because of this, no one would disturb him, it was better than finding another cave.
He silently inspected his body, the stars sword pellet was sitting steadily in his acupoint, a turbid Qi was pouring in. With a light push, it rolled back and forth, like lead mercury flowing, giving off a feeling of stagnation. Then, he released a clear Qi into it, and it became as light as a feather, floating in the air.
After he refined it again, this sword pellet was already very different from before. Looking at it carefully, it was like a crystal pearl, clear and exquisite, about the size of a baby's fist, pure and flawless, the spiritual energy was pressing, like a newborn.
This sword pellet was originally of the water attribute, now that it had gone through the True Fire of Earth and Earth, it had been washed clean, returning to its original appearance.
Zhang Yan lightly shouted and used his escape technique, turning into a ray of golden escape light and leaving the furnace. After rushing out for a few miles, he circled around Mount Deer Qi and stood on a high cliff. With a push of his mind, he heard a clear sword hum, like the roar of a dragon or tiger, and a clear light rushed out from between his brows, shooting straight into the clouds.
Not long after, a long crack appeared above the cloud layer. This was caused when the sword pellet pierced through it and slashed it along the way.
Zhang Yan called out in his mind. A light flashed before his eyes, and when he looked again, the stars sword pellet had actually landed in his palm without a sound.
He took a breath, and his divine sense probed inside, without any obstruction, as if this item had become one with him.
He used his mana again, and the sword pellet trembled back and forth, giving off waves of hum. At first, it was very weak, but as his mana increased, that sound became louder and louder. In the end, it became a howl that shook the heavens, like thunder and drums. Not only that, the treasure kept jumping, as if it would fly out of his hand if he was not careful. It soared into the clouds.
Zhang Yan was delighted when he saw this. With another thought, the sword pellet flew into the air again and was less than half a foot away from his palm. It flew around according to his will and was even more agile than before.
He noticed. When the sword light flashed, it wasn't as sharp as before. Instead, it was faint and illusory, and it was difficult to notice unless one looked carefully.
He thought about it. He decided to test the sharpness of the sword. After rummaging around, he took out a magic sword from his bag. He circulated his magic power and tossed it into the air before raising his sword pellet to slash. A faint shadow flashed past, and after a soft sound, the magic sword was cut into two as if it was a piece of rotten wood.
His eyes were filled with joy and satisfaction as he said 'good' to himself.
This magic sword was taken out from the sleeve of an elder of the Lie Xuan Sect. It could be considered a spiritual weapon, but it couldn't even withstand the slash of the sword ball that he refined. It could be seen that not only was the sword not damaged at all. Instead, it became much sharper.
He was prepared to try the Light Splitting Shadow Transformation Technique, but at that moment, the sword pellet that was originally floating in the air suddenly buzzed, as if it had noticed something weird.
Zhang Yan felt that it was in a hurry to leave. Looking at it, it seemed to want to go somewhere. He raised his brows and decided to let go of the restraints.
Once the gate was opened, the sword pellet was like a wild horse that broke free from its reins, flying like lightning. When it was a few miles away, the sword light dropped down and burrowed into the ground. In just a short while, there was a shrill cry as if it had cut something.
This sword pellet had Zhang Yan's mind, and everywhere it passed, everything was clear. Like looking at palm lines, he looked carefully and found out everything. His face was filled with shock. At the foot of the mountain, there was actually a statue of the Yi Ya God Venerable. Apart from that, there was actually an original spirit hidden within.
Just Now, when the flying sword was in the air, it felt an undetectable trace of hostility, so it didn't hesitate to kill it. With that slash, not only did it break the statue, but even the original spirit was completely destroyed.
Zhang Yan thought back. Apart from Gong Yangsheng, the rest of the people in the Lie Xuan Sect, including Shang Teng, were all personally killed by him. There was no way for them to escape.
Only when he activated the restriction formation to trap the statue did he fail to notice it, allowing it to escape. That person was most likely Gong Yangsheng.
It was also this great elder's bad luck. If Zhen Luo Union hadn't given him the Dao Book, Zhang Yan would have left long ago after obtaining the magic treasure. He wouldn't have stayed here for so long, and he wouldn't have refined the sword pellet here. Coincidentally, he just happened to kill him.
Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and called the Stars Sword Pellet back. He noticed that when it flew back and forth just now, it was as fast as lightning. It was even faster than before, so he knew that his efforts weren't in vain.
At that moment, he couldn't help but feel excited. He flicked the sword pellet and it split apart, instantly turning into two streaks of sword light. With a shake, it split into two and continued to split like that until there were 16 streaks of sword light. Just Now, it stopped.
At that moment, Zhang Yan had a thought that he couldn't stop. He felt that if he continued to activate it, he could split it even more.
However, just as he was about to do it, a feeling of exhaustion appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but shiver and stop his actions.
This wasn't because he was tired. His core was at the first grade and his foundation was deep. He had a lot of energy, so he wouldn't be so tired. The feeling just now came from his true consciousness. The sword pellet couldn't take it anymore.
He thought about it and found the reason.
Although the sword pellet seemed to have been reborn and was reborn, the true consciousness had shrunk a little.
That was because after it was refined, even though the impurities and impurities were removed, a layer of true essence had been shaved off. It needed to be nurtured well before it could recover. He believed that when the time came, not only would it regain its former appearance, it would also become much stronger.
He smiled and couldn't help but feel high-spirited. With this treasure, he could compete with the disciples of the other sects during the Sword Competition of the Sixteen Sects!
He placed his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. Since the sword was refined, he just needed to return the token to Zhen Luo Alliance and it would be time for him to leave.
With a grunt, the sword pellet jumped and turned into a streak of light, disappearing into the space between his eyebrows.
He got up and leaped. He rode the wind towards Feiyu Daoist Palace.
Lu Qi Mountain and Daoist Palace were less than five hundred miles apart. He arrived in no time.
After the battle with Lie Xuan Sect, Zhen Luo Alliance learned their lesson. Feiyu Daoist Palace's security was much tighter than before. Even the Double Moon Peak's formation was guarded at all times.
At the moment, there were at least five Yuanying Zhenren guarding the peak. In the Central Pillar State, unless Ping Dong's Qingshi Temple and Jinling Sect joined forces to attack, no one could make things difficult for them.
The disciples on duty had been warned beforehand that if they saw an esteemed guest coming from Lu Qi Mountain, they must not be offended. He definitely couldn't offend him. He had to let him in immediately.
The child at the door saw a cloud coming from that direction and remembered the elder's instructions. He hurriedly opened the formation and let him in.
Zhang Yan rode the cloud slowly inside. This was Zhen Luo Alliance's Daoist Palace. Even though there were no rules prohibiting flying, it was still a place for others to cultivate. It would be inappropriate to fly recklessly. Thus, he pressed the cloud down until it was three feet above the ground. He asked the child, "Is Elder Huang in the palace?"
The Daoist child lowered his head in fear and said, "Reporting to this Daoist, the elders are in the main hall discussing matters."
Zhang Yan thought for a moment. Perhaps the elders had something important to discuss. He nodded and asked casually, "When will he come out?"
The Daoist child scratched his head and said, "This … I don't know."
Zhang Yan laughed and waved his hand, "It's I who made things difficult for you. It's fine. Go, I'll wait here. "
He planned to leave after returning the token. He didn't plan to stay for long. This item was too important. He had to personally hand it over to one of the Zhen Luo Alliance's elders.
Huang Zuoguang had given him two Daoist books. Thus, he decided to sell this favor to this person.
He looked around and saw an elegant pavilion not far from the front of the hall. He urged the cloud over and sat down in the pavilion. He closed his eyes and waited there patiently.
The Daoist child saw him leave and took a few glances. He didn't think too much and returned to stand in front of the Daoist Palace.
Due to the incident with Shang Teng, the original reception boys had been changed. They only sought stability and didn't care about being quick-witted.
This Daoist child had just arrived and was an honest person. If it was someone with the slightest bit of insight, they would arrange for Zhang Yan to rest in a guesthouse or serve him fragrant tea. No one dared to let him sit there and wait. However, the Daoist child was ignorant and didn't understand any of this.
After an hour, the bell outside suddenly rang. Dozens of maids rushed out from the main hall and lined up on both sides of the palace gate. They seemed to be welcoming some important guests.
Zhang Yan was also startled and couldn't help but look over curiously.
Not long after, three people came in from outside the Daoist Palace.
The Daoist walking at the front had a fair face and no facial hair. He wore embroidered clothes and a golden crown. Two apricot yellow ribbons hung down from his temples with a jade pendant at the end.
This person's eyebrows were arched and his eyes were slightly protruding. He had a burly figure and thick joints on his hands and feet. The cloud on top of his head was actually black like a ball of thick ink. He looked extremely ferocious.
Behind him were two handsome youths with slender waists and long legs. Their eyebrows reached their temples and their skin was white as if they were powdered. They stood with swords in their hands.
The Daoist saw the maids in front of him and couldn't help but snort coldly as if he was dissatisfied. A youth behind him on the left immediately stood up and said loudly, "Zhen Luo Alliance is so rude. My Jin Ling Sect sent an envoy here and no one came to welcome us?"
His voice was loud and spread far and wide. It even startled many rare birds on the roof. But after a while, not a single elder came out from the main hall.
The youth was instantly dissatisfied and was about to speak again when the Daoist turned his gaze and found Zhang Yan sitting in the pavilion. He stretched out his hand to stop his disciple from speaking and walked towards the pavilion.
When he arrived in front of Zhang Yan, he said arrogantly, "Which elder of Zhen Luo Alliance are you? Why are you sitting here? You don't even greet me when you see me. Is this how you treat your guests? "
Zhang Yan slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. He said lightly, "I am not an elder of Zhen Luo Alliance. If you want to find someone, you can go to the main hall."
The Daoist was not willing to believe him. He lifted his hem and sat opposite him. He sneered, "Don't think that once Lie Xuan Order is gone, you can look down on Jin Ling Sect. Zhenren Cheng is no longer here. What else do you have to rely on?"
When Zhang Yan heard this, his eyes flickered and he said in a low voice, "Oh? I wonder where Zhenren Cheng is now? "
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