Aiming for the Immortal Path

Xu Yang stood alone on the edge of the crowd, staring at Su Twelve, unable to hide the deep resentment and hatred in his eyes.

In front of the seven people, Li Piaoyu, a baby-faced female cultivator, had hot eyes and seemed eager to try and talk to Su Twelve.

However, before Li Piaoyu came forward to say hello.

Su Twelve's peripheral vision quickly swept across the seven people present, lingering on Xu Yang for a moment, and did not waste time paying attention to the few people.

With hurried steps, he walked straight to the corner of the flying boat deck. With his hands raised, twelve formation flags fell to the ground, setting up a simple isolation formation.

Leng Yan's flying boat was not that big. There was only one place for meditating and resting on it, and that was the cabin where Leng Yan was.

The other party was a Nascent Soul Stage monk, and even a senior. If Su Twelve wanted to retreat temporarily, it was impossible for Su Twelve to let the other party leave, let alone do it in front of the other party.

It is most appropriate to set up the formation on the deck.

Taking a deep breath, Su Twelve stepped forward and stepped into the formation.

Take out the meditation futon and sit cross-legged on it.

For Su Twelve, the previous red-clothed incarnation was the incarnation of the 'jing' in the spirit, which represented the strongest physical body.

The red-clothed incarnation returned, and the meridians that had been severely damaged recovered to some extent in an instant. In Leng Yan's eyes, he would only think that he had swallowed the Blue Marrow Pill.

Swallowing a common healing elixir, combined with the pulse washing technique, began to quickly repair the damaged meridians.

Then, Su Twelve's attention fell entirely on the whisk transformed by the Wuchen Sword.

In the sword, the Tai Chi ball kept spinning, and consciousness kept popping up in it, like an ignorant child, full of curiosity about the world.

At this time, Su Twelve, after receiving the consciousness information from the Tai Chi ball, transformed into a life mentor, patiently answering questions for the spirit.

After hundreds of years of cultivating immortals and reading thousands of books, Su Twelve now has more than enough experience and knowledge reserves to guide a new weapon spirit.

Under Su Twelve's guidance, the newly born spiritual weapon spirit's understanding of the world is increasing day by day, and its progress is rapid.

Due to the blood essence injected into the sword body earlier, Wuchen Sword Spirit also instinctively became dependent on Su Twelve. During the process of answering questions, his relationship with Su Twelve became closer.

The Wuchen Sword was also completely refined by Su Twelve silently during this process.

Time passed bit by bit.

Seven days later.

In Su Twelve's hand, the whisk transformed by the Wuchen Sword suddenly trembled. Countless sword energy emerged on the surface of the whisk, and fluctuated violently as the whisk trembled.

It lasted for a full hour.

The fly whisk returned to calm, and inside, the black and white Tai Chi ball that had been spinning endlessly shattered into pieces at this moment.

After a moment, a black and white bird and beast, only about the size of a palm, that looked half virtual and half real, suddenly flew out of it.

The bird flew happily around Su Twelve, then suddenly changed its direction, rushed out of the formation set up by Su Twelve, and rushed outside the deck of the flying boat.

Su Twelve sat calmly and watched the scene calmly without stopping him.

The weapon spirit naturally generated by the magic weapon is different from the method that the Zhao Dynasty came up with to use the soul to merge the weapon.

This kind of weapon spirit is the purest. When it is born, it also takes a certain amount of time to slowly come into contact with and understand the world.

And after successfully recognizing the master, after the spiritual knowledge has grown to a certain level, the compatibility with the monk will be the highest.

The bird weapon spirit flew out of sight in the blink of an eye, but Su Twelve could clearly feel through the heart-blood connection that the other party was hovering around the flying boat, overlooking the mountains and rivers below.

I can feel it more,

There is a strong emotion of joy in the heart of the flying bird weapon spirit.

Obviously, the other party is understanding and observing the world in its own way.

…

On the deck of the flying boat, Li Piaoyu looked at the black and white birds and beasts flying around the flying boat. Her eyes couldn't help but turn around, and after a moment, she couldn't help but shout softly.

"Huh? That flying bird... is a weapon spirit? Did that guy's Wuchen Sword successfully generate a weapon spirit so quickly?"

Li Piaoyue stood aside, with a cold look on her face, and said calmly, "If what I expected is correct, it should be because Senior Leng helped me."

Li Piaoyu nodded hurriedly, "It turns out that it was Senior Leng who helped. That's really no wonder! But... how amazing is the realm of the Nascent Soul stage? How can the magical weapon spirit be a spiritual being, and it can be born in advance?"

"Such a method is simply outrageous and unimaginable!"

Li Piaoyue grinned slightly, "Such a method may not necessarily be due to the realm of cultivation. Among the two senior elders of the Secret Pavilion, Senior Leng is not only extraordinary in strength, but also has amazing weapon refining methods."

"Senior Leng's understanding of magic weapons is far beyond that of ordinary monks. It is not difficult for her to stimulate the magic weapon spirit to be born in advance."

"Ah? Weapon refining? Does Senior Leng still know this? Or is he proficient in it?" Li Piaoyu's eyes widened, showing great surprise.

Li Piaoyue nodded and said: "Of course. Nearly half of the treasures in the Secret Treasure Pavilion we went to were refined by Senior Leng in his spare time. Including... the golden bell you got in the Secret Treasure Pavilion."

Li Piaoyu was secretly speechless. She couldn't help but look back in the direction of the cabin and muttered in a low voice: "I have no idea about this, Sister Yue, where did you see all this from?"

"There are records in the library in the world. You, if you go there often..." Li Piaoyue looked at Li Piaoyu with a smile.

r\u003e Before he could finish his words, suddenly there was a strong wind all around.

The strong wind blows like waves in the sea.

The seven people on the deck swayed and hurriedly activated their true energy to stabilize their bodies.

Li Piaoyu waved her hand, and the golden bell appeared. The huge translucent golden bell was shrouding her and Li Piaoyue.

"Sister Yue, what... is going on? Why is there such a strong wind suddenly?"

Li Piaoyue squinted her eyes, her pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, the moon mark between her eyebrows exuded a faint moonlight, and she looked towards the source of the strong wind.

Suddenly, she turned back and glanced towards the cabin. She saw that there was no aura emanating from it, and she had no intention of taking action.

His brows relaxed, and then he shouted, "This aura...be careful, everyone, there is a third-level Dzogchen monster coming!!"

As soon as the words finished, at the end of the strong wind, a black spot like a grain of rice appeared in the sight of several people.

The black shadow grew larger at an alarming speed, going from blurry to clear in the blink of an eye.

It turned out to be a wind-controlling eagle with a body length of more than one foot, black feathers, and a strong wind surrounding its body.

"What? This...is actually a wind-riding condor?"

"Wind-riding condor?"

"I've seen it on the Ten Thousand Beasts Map. This is a terrifying monster that lives nearly ten thousand feet in the sky."

"This monster is as fast as lightning, and is best at controlling the wind. Its attacks are all-pervasive. It's okay on the ground, but in the air, this is the opponent's home court!!!"

"Damn, not one, but three!!!"

"Now... we're in trouble!"

…

Several sounds sounded in succession, and the wings of the wind-controlling condor in the sky flickered slightly. Behind it, two more wind-controlling condors of the same size appeared.