Nine Cents Refining

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The silver ship is empty, like a huge mirror, silver glittering, hanging above the Lingtianjian school. Any Lingtian swordsman is a monk, but it is instantly understood that the Ji family has such an ancestor, not to mention the peak of Lingtianjian. Even if it is more than a few, no one can say no.

Moreover, people also said that Jijia can go to a higher-level silver ship as long as he is willing to practice.

Ling Tianjian faction can also choose to send some monks to the silver ship for further training, and get more practice opportunities.

The magnificent silver, the small sun generally shines in the silver ship, let the monks of the Lingtianjian faction see what is the real wonder of the heavens and the earth, and see the majestic scene that he has never seen before.

Sun Hao expressed considerable satisfaction with the development speed of Lingtianjian.

I am also satisfied with the progress of Zhong Rong and Xia Chuan.

In just two hundred years, Xiachuan cultivation has entered the period of catastrophe, and it has accumulated abundant strength, high strength and hard work, and Zhong Rong has cultivated to the level of Sword King, which is really commendable.

The improvement of the overall strength of these young monks who emerged within the Ling Tianjian faction also made Sun Hao feel quite gratified.

In a good mood, Sun Hao said with a smile at high altitude: "Since this seat is back, it is also a chance for Ling Tian. So, since everyone intends to name Yunfeng Thirteen Peak as Ji Feng, then I will simply leave a copy to Ling Tianjian. Words."

Finished, single finger extended, a little empty.

On the 13th peak of Yunjian, a huge bluestone rose into the sky, and Sun Hao waved with it. A big "Ji" character fell on the bluestone.

With a single palm shot, Qingshi flew back, silently, inlaid at the top of Jianfeng, as if it had lasted forever, and fell on the peak.

Ling Tianjian ancestors swept the mountain peaks, suddenly slammed his heart, and said loudly at high altitude: "Thank you for giving the words to the adults. This peak has an adult to stay here. It is bound to protect my Ling Tianjian for hundreds of millions of years, setting a permanent for my Lingtian. The flag of the sword."

Sun Hao said with a smile: "I don't dare to say it in billions of years, but as long as the incense is alive, this sword peak will inevitably become stronger and stronger. Ling Tian's descendants can also learn from the swords. I mean, for my Ling Tian monk to leave the sword in the future.

Ling Tianjian group sighed in the air and said in a loud voice: "Thanks to Shen Xiang adults."

Wan Qian Ling Tianjian responded, and Qi Qi shouted: "Thanks to Shen Xiang adults."

Sun Hao smiled slightly and said in a loud voice: "You are a friend of the road, and this seat is coming back today. I am very pleased to see that I am a big sight of Lingtian, flourishing, and it is the main theme of the next few years. Ling Tian fierce sword, but it can not be idle in vain, fierce sword, you give this seat out, I have something to tell."

As soon as the voice fell, Ling Tianjian sent a black sword to fly up, and stopped at the bottom of Sun Hao, fierce and restrained, very obedient.

Sun Hao’s face showed a faint smile, and his mouth gently said: “The fierce sword, I will let you pick a peak, as a place for your savage, but you must use it for my Lingtian generation, become my Lingtian’s younger generation. The sword bone is an important dojo for other practices."

Give the fierce sword a certain freedom, but it is limited to a certain extent.

Usually, the fierce sword will not be so good at all, but in front of Sun Hao, he did not dare to be naughty.

After Sun Hao finished speaking, the fierce sword flew quickly, and the volley flew below the newly formed Jizi, and did not enter the mountain.

Less than a moment, on Jijiafeng, a large area was shrouded in a black mist, and the fierce waves were rolling.

Sun Hao knows the movement, Shen Xiangjian flies up, and several swords, the eight winds settled on the mountain.

The boasting Jianfeng is wrapped in layers of fierceness, forming a strange windy area in the upper part of Jijiafeng.

Sun Hao said with a smile: "The difficulty of this wind domain is weakened from the inside to the outside. Ling Tianjian’s disciples can enter the practice when they are still low, and they will have great benefits for the progress of the disciples."

The disciples of the Lingtianjian faction suddenly became more energetic. Qi Qizheng shouted: "Thank you ancestors, thank you ancestors."

The old ancestors shot really extraordinary.

A word contains the long-lasting sword meaning, which can cultivate a rare sword for the high-ranking monks. In a word, let Ling Tian’s fierce sword obey the words, and easily build a horrific scene in Ling Tianjian’s school to listen to his ancestors. It means that the role of this field can benefit high-level from low-level monks. It can be said to be suitable for both young and old.

The sword sect has an ancestor who is powerful.

If you just take a shot, you can form a strong cultivation dojo. This is the ancestor!

Sun Hao’s peerless means allowed Ling Tianjian to look up and down. Every Ling Tianjian disciple’s heart was full of pride.

The ancestors of their own ancestors are so powerful, the air transportation of Ling Tianjian is so grand, and their own cultivation roads will certainly be full of hope.

Zhong Rong looked up at the high altitude and raised his hands to the ancestors who were shocked. When the heart was full of shock, he also made up his mind. One day, he would also stand like a ancestor, standing at the height of the Terran and propping up a more blue sky for Ling Tianjian.

After returning to the tribes, the family members of the family returned to the sky and squatted on the sword. They said loudly: "The ancestor of the hill, after our deliberation, decided to split into two parts, one to follow the ancestors to fight the sky and fight for the great cause of the human race; One is left to stay in Jifeng, and the era is guarded by the ancestors."

The family of Jijia said it was very good, but Sun Hao knew that the Jijia up and down did produce differences of opinion. Some of the **** monks hope to follow the world together, but there are also a large number of conservative monks who are difficult to leave. I hope to continue. Stay in the virtual.

In this case, Sun Hao said with a smile: "So good, then that's it."

Above the sky, Sun Hao stretched out a palm and hanged down.

The Ji family is willing to follow their own monks, and the first batch of monks who have been selected by Ling Tianjian to follow their own practice and jump into the palm of their hand.

Sun Hao sent them to the silver ship, let Zhichi and Yilu lights go to arrange their practice, and the trip of Lingtianjian really came to an end.

With a faint smile on his face, Sun Hao knows the movement, above the Ling Tianjian faction, the silver ship disappears, Ling Tianjian group, the sword of the sword and the head of the Eight Great Swordsmen disappeared into the air.

Sun Hao said with a smile: "Little turtle, you first arrange for Lingtian affairs, Lingtian and Xiachuan are called to be guests, and you can return after three days."

The big tortoise and the little turtle showed an envious expression in their eyes, and they talked all over, and Sun Hao’s body swayed and disappeared into the air.

Ling Tianjian sent over the sky and recovered a blue, as if nothing had happened.

Looking up at Jijiafeng, the monks knew that everything was just a dream. The power of the ancestors was really shocking. www.wuxiaspot.com~ The second floor of the tower of the tower, Sun Hao once again smiled. A third family feast was set up. This time, in addition to the regular guests in the empty tower, there were three more special guests.

Ling Tianjian Zu, Xia Chuan and Zhong Rong were also invited to the banquet.

Especially Zhong Rong, now sitting in the side of Sun Hao with a little bit of trouble, his heart is a bit stunned.

How can I sit in this position? I still can't move, and Zhong Rong feels like sitting on a needle felt.

When everyone was almost there, Sun Hao smiled and looked at the bell around him.

Zhong Rong only felt a burst of spirit, and then a lot of dusty memories came to my heart. I couldn’t help but look at the single-handedness. Zhong Rong called out a "mother-in-law" and looked at Sun Hao. She shouted in disbelief. father."

Sun Hao said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, these years have been hard, it is rare to meet the family feast, and our family will be reunited."

Watching around Zhong Rong, the head feels a little dizzy. In the past, I only thought that I was an orphan. Who knows that my mother-in-law would be such a shocking world.

Zhong Rui spit out his tongue and called out, "Brother."

Sun Xiaocao also quietly screamed at Xuanyuan Red: "Second brother, you are back."

Brother, brother?

Zhong Rong was a little dizzy. If he was not careful, he was not only an orphan, but he still had sisters in groups.

At the time, the monk in the tower raised his glass and said loudly: "Welcome the second son to come back, please ask the second son."

Zhong Rong took up the wine glass and looked around. His face was slightly red, and his mouth said: "You are very polite, and Xiao Xiao is the first to be respected..."

Every monk's cultivation is inscrutable, and Zhong Rong feels like he has seen ancient beasts. He really can't take it too much, toasting and drinking. (To be continued.)