Xiuxian exchange system

When he saw all the materials prepared by Lai Wuhen, even with Liu Xueqiu's state of mind that had been cultivated for hundreds of years, he was still taken aback.

"I also want a bottle of this Nether Heavy Water, and it's time to refine my natal magic weapon, the Cold Light Blade." Liu Xueqiu released the materials Lai Wuhen gave one by one, and said while controlling it with his spiritual sense.

"No problem." It's just materials, as long as Lai Wuhen has bad luck points, he won't be short of them. Although he spent a full 20 ​​billion bad luck points for his talisman, he thinks it's worth it.

If Liu Xueqiu wasn't there, maybe he would choose some low-level materials to practice first.

Liu Xueqiu took so many pills from him, saying that she wanted to protect him, but that was only within her power.

If she encounters any danger, even if she won't harm herself, she will definitely give priority to her own safety.

Because Lai Wuhen himself thought so, now is the time to make good use of the other party.

Liu Xueqiu still somewhat underestimated the hardness of the material Lai Wuhen gave.

When it took five years to melt and refine all the materials, if Lai Wuhen were to do it, it would probably be impossible to complete it in a hundred years. It has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.

For the sake of Lai Wuhen's supply of pills, Liu Xueqiu didn't feel that there was any disadvantage, even a normal retreat lasted more than five years.

With enough pills, she might be able to save hundreds of years of searching for opportunities. In this way, it is still very cost-effective for her to practice with Lai Wuhen.

After another three years, a Youming Dao with a hilt that was only three feet long, with a blade as black as ink, was refined.

Lai Wuhen's consciousness was connected with You Ming Dao, and he felt his body sinking into the huge mountain, and he almost couldn't breathe.

After finally completing the last step, Lai Wuhen made a move with his finger, and You Ming Dao was absorbed into his qi sea dantian.

A ball of pill fire was sprayed on the Youming knife, and a burst of heavenly Sanskrit sound came out from the blade, and Lai Wuhen was almost lost in it.

Barely suppressing the surprise in his heart, Lai Wuhen moved his fingers again, and the Youming Knife turned into an inch-long knife and appeared on its fingertips. This manipulation was as flexible as his fingers. Just the familiarity that goes with it.

Lightly injected mana into the Youming Knife, and with a single blow, the roof of the secret room was shattered, and even the originally arranged restraints did not prevent it in the slightest.

You Ming Dao circled back in the sky and entered Lai Wuhen's sea of ​​Qi again.

"Thank you Xueqiu for your help." Lai Wuhen put his mind away and bowed to Liu Xueqiu.

A handy natal magic weapon can often increase a monk's combat power several times. Lai Wuhen had a deep understanding of it before, and now he can fully understand it.

Unlike the Suzaku Talisman, which is a foreign object that enhances combat power, the monk's natal magic weapon is a part of the monk's body, and will become stronger and stronger with the time the monk uses and tempers.

Liu Xueqiu's eight years were not wasted in vain, knowing the secrets about Lai Wuhen, she naturally wanted to make good use of him.

Smiling at Lai Wuhen, without saying much, he went back to his cave to refine his natal magic weapon.

It only took Qianyao three years to refine a Heavenly Meteor Thunder Sword.

As soon as Lai Wuhen came out of the gate, he saw her practicing sword skills in the sky above the two mountain peaks. With an itch in his heart, he escaped to the sky, and with a single finger, Youming Dao was released, facing Qianyao attack.

Although the two hadn't seen each other for eight years, they didn't feel any unfamiliarity. As soon as they saw Lai Wuhen rushing towards him, Qian Yao understood what Lai Wuhen meant.

Immediately as soon as he raised his hand, the blade of the Tianyun Thunder God Sword made bursts of arcing sounds.

And its speed was even faster than the speed of sound, and it collided with You Ming Dao first.

Lai Wuhen only felt his body tremble for a while, and the sound of barking only reached his ears.

Although his physical strength is very high, Qianyao's thunder and lightning power is obviously not comparable to ordinary attacks, which makes Lai Wuhen's mind feel tingly and numb for a while, and the circulation of physical and mana stabilizes his mind.

But Qianyao felt even more uncomfortable. As soon as the Youming Dao came into contact with the Tianyun Thunder God Sword, she felt oppressed by an invisible force, and almost even the mana in the golden core was imprisoned and unable to mobilize.

Fortunately, her golden core and thunder bones responded at the same time, and layers of electric arcs wound around her body, and only then did the huge force be expelled from her body.

The two took back their talismans at the same time, and they just smiled when they looked at each other.

Now that their strength has improved, there is no need to really compete. With their current strength, they all know that if they continue to fight, they will either die or be injured.

The two sides didn't do their best just now, but compared to the strength in the foundation building period, they have obviously made a qualitative leap, which gave them a little more confidence in the future road of cultivating immortals.

A black light flashed from a distance, and two cold little hands grabbed Lai Wuhen and Qianyao at the same time.

The two of them didn't dare to be negligent, and the two palm thunders were released at the same time, colliding with the two cold little hands.

The thunder in the palm was dissipated, and a puff of blue smoke came out from those two cold little hands, but it was wrapped by the yin energy from her body, and it recovered in an instant, but the breath on her body did not mean to weaken in the slightest .

"Yunli, you've advanced to the rank of ghost general, I'm really happy to congratulate you." Lai Wuhen said, also happy in his heart.

Back then, Yunli was just a soul body that even ordinary alchemists couldn't hurt, but now he has the strength to compete with Jindan stage monks.

The palm thunder released by Lai Wuhen and Qian Yao is not ordinary palm thunder.

Qianyao's supernatural powers are all related to lightning, and the power of the lightning she released can be imagined.

Lai Wuhen has comprehended the Taigang Heavenly Thunder Curse of the Dao of Heaven. Although it only releases the thunder in the palm, its power is far inferior to the Taigang Heavenly Thunder Curse, but the destructive power it brings is not something ordinary ghost monks can resist up.

The fact that Yun Li has such strength proves that her hard work for so many years has not been in vain.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Yunli." Qianyao also smiled slightly. Although she and Yunli were not very close, there were times when they made each other perfect, and they were somewhat grateful to each other.

"Today I'll just be proud, let's celebrate with a table of spirit wine and feast." Lai Wuhen was obviously very happy too.

Qianyao and Yunli have no objection either.

Although they usually don't like eating and drinking, occasionally adjusting their lives can bring a little bit of rare joy to the boring cultivation career.

Liu Xueqiu didn't know what she was busy with, but she didn't respond to Lai Wuhen's message.

Lai Wuhen didn't bother to take care of her anymore.