Chapter 11

Whew! Song Yan's hand gently shakes, then calls out a purple sword, she complacent way: "look at me this purple green sword how?"

Song Tianxuan glanced at it and said calmly, "it's hard, but not flexible. It's just a third class weapon!"

Song Yan blushed and tried to explain: "this, this is a gift from my master. It's the fourth grade weapon he uses."

Between the words, tears began to appear in my eyes. With the wrinkled pretty face, I was full of a fairy.

Song Tianxuan felt a big headache, so he had to comfort him: "the third grade weapons are also good. They can carry the internal Qi under the territory of respect. They are the best weapons in a year!"

Song Yan burst into tears and smile, and asked excitedly: "really? Brother Xuantian thinks that I can break through the dizun realm in one year? "

Song Xuantian nodded seriously: "well, with your ice devil blood, as long as you work hard enough, nothing is impossible. Just don't expose your cards easily before you are in danger, or you will be killed!"

Song Yan thought for a moment, and her expression became serious: "well, I listen to brother Tianxuan. After all, other people are not as reasonable as you. If the ice devil's blood is exposed, I will be regarded as the ice devil of the alien beast race!"

The alchemy furnace began to boil. Just now, the medicinal materials thrown into it mixed with each other and sent out bursts of stench. Song Yan frowned: "it's so smelly, brother Tianxuan, what kind of pills are you refining?"

With a wave of his hand, song Tianxuan swept out a palm wind and put out the fire. He explained casually, "Oh, just do some research, but it's a pity that he failed. By the way, you're not just showing off your sword to me?"

This sentence reminded song Yan, and she clapped her hands: "by the way, a big thing happened recently. Brother Tianxuan hid in his room all day to make pills. I don't know. I'm here to tell you..."

Later, song Yan told the whole story. It turned out that song Tianxuan, the former elder of the three leagues, died of alchemy. After discussion, Cheng Wuji decided to take his place.

In order to strengthen the power of the human race in the three leagues, Cheng Wuji decided to recruit disciples from the major sects and aristocratic families. This amazing news immediately spread all over the Central Plains.

Many of the disciples of the dizang sect are also eager to try. If they can be absorbed into the three leagues, their future will be limitless. It's much better than being trapped in a small dizang sect.

When talking about these, song Yan didn't notice the change of song Tianxuan's expression.

At the end, she said with emotion: "ah, the name of the original big elder of the human race is the same as brother Tianxuan, and he also likes alchemy. Unfortunately, he was possessed at last. Brother Tianxuan, don't go his old way

Song Tianxuan was speechless. He went his own way and seemed to be talking about the past.

But he thought that in his previous life, he was too obsessed with alchemy and was unprepared for Cheng Wuji and others. In the end, he was intrigued by them. Now, he will never make the same mistake again.

So song Tianxuan nodded heavily and said with sharp eyes: "don't worry, I'm not the dead song Tianxuan. I will never make the mistakes he made again!"

Song Yan didn't think of anything else, but continued: "Alas, it's a pity that the conditions for joining the three leagues are extremely harsh. In addition to his own strength and talent, he also needs to have the recommendation of big people. I heard that in our dizang sect, the one who has the right to recommend new people is the sect leader. I think he won't leave that qualification to outsiders!"

Hearing this, song Tianxuan felt uneasy and could not explain it directly. He had no choice but to comfort him: "even if the sect leader is biased, he should choose a place among the strong. Otherwise, he will send one of his mediocre disciples. It's not a shame for the dizang sect, so we still have a chance!"

Song Yan's eyes brightened: "that's right, no, I want to go back to practice immediately, brother Tianxuan, you also need to refuel!"

Song Yan, like when she came, walked out of song Tianxuan's room happily. It can be imagined that she will work harder in the future.

When he closed the door, song Tianxuan clapped his hand on the alchemy stove and let the hot temperature bake his skin, but he could not extinguish his hatred.

Cheng Wuji and Zhou Chengdao, if they don't kill you by hand, Laozi will do it for nothing!

To vent his anger, song Tianxuan takes out the best Qiaoyuan pills from the heaven and earth bag and takes them in one breath. Then he feels that the blood orifices of his whole body are ready to move, and the aura of the outside world also rushes into his body along these blood orifices.

He immediately sat down on his knees and began to practice with all his strength. Cheng Wuji and Zhou Chengdao, two old foxes, are not good at anything.

In order to get revenge, he must first join the three leagues, get back the original resources, and further enhance his strength. The most important thing is to get back the nine turn pill that he hid in a very hidden place.

After the whole body's blood orifices are opened, a large number of auras flow into the body.

Those auras were transformed into his own internal Qi under the mysterious skills of song Tianxuan, constantly impacting and refining the meridians and flesh of his whole body, and his strength was also rapidly improving.

Twelve hours later, song Tianxuan opened his eyes again, and his eyes were shining with a dazzling light, which was a sign that the internal Qi had turned to the leader.

With the powerful medicinal power of those top-grade Qiaoyuan pills, but in just one day, he had already broken through to the middle stage of internal Qi. Now internal Qi can circulate around his body, and his strength has been greatly strengthened.

Cough! All of a sudden, song Tianxuan's heart ached. He coughed a few times, and then vomited a few mouthfuls of black blood.

He looked down and frowned slightly. There were some small pieces of meat in the black blood. In the process of practicing, he also suffered some damage.

Fortunately, his training time was not long, and the damage was not great, but song Tianxuan also understood that if he wanted to be quick, he would not reach the goal.

In the future, we must control the speed of cultivation. Otherwise, before we break through our strength, our body will not be able to bear it. God will never give him a second chance of rebirth.

In the next few days, song Tianxuan would spend half a day on alchemy, the rest of the time as usual, not taking Qiaoyuan pills.

Just try to guide the internal Qi to move the whole body as much as possible, strengthen one's own meridians and flesh. After the cultivation is stable enough, one can continue to experience the flying speed of cultivation.

On the seventh day, song Tianxuan's cultivation was stable enough, and he had more than a dozen of the best Qiaoyuan pills. He planned to go out to relax and find a chance to give some of them to song Yan.