CH 122

In just a short period of time, it had consumed thousands of low-grade spirit stones. Mi Xiaojing felt extreme heartache, especially since Hong Qing was not killed. He hated Hong Qing even more.

At this moment, Mi Xiaojing saw a large pit on the ground. He knew that it was formed by Hong Qing using a substitute puppet explosion. The phrase "you die, I live" left a deep impression on him.

Looking into the distance, Mi Xiaojing knew that Hong Qing should have fallen in that direction, but the specific location was unclear. It was not suitable to chase and kill him now. From Hong Qing's escape to Mi Xiaojing retracting the Green Wood Formation, quite some time had passed. It would be difficult to find Hong Qing now.

Mi Xiaojing flew on his sword and headed towards the Gathering Spring Courtyard.

At this time, there were no more people flying in the sect. Almost all the experts were in the Sword Formation. Mi Xiaojing landed directly in his own courtyard.

There was only Zhang Ke sitting there in a daze. When he saw Mi Xiaojing return, he hurriedly went up and asked, "Junior Martial Uncle, how is it?"

Mi Xiaojing smiled bitterly and said, "Don't go out recently. By the way, is there enough food at home?"

Zhang Ke nodded and said, "I have stored a lot of food. No matter what, it's much better here than our Western Expansion Sect. We have plenty of food and everything else..."

Then he said somewhat ashamedly, "I'm not saying that the Western Expansion Sect is not good, but in terms of food, daily necessities, and living conditions, this place is really much better. There is plenty of food at home, and we have prepared a lot of clothes."

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Mi Xiaojing said, "Although the food, daily necessities, and living conditions here are better than our Western Expansion Sect, the people here... are far worse than our masters in the Western Expansion Sect."

Zhang Ke said, "Don't mention the Western Expansion Sect. It's heartbreaking..."

Mi Xiaojing said, "I'm going to cultivate. It hasn't been peaceful recently, and I need to improve my strength."

Zhang Ke smiled bitterly and said, "Speaking of cultivation, sigh, I don't know why, but I just can't calm down and cultivate. I would rather cook than cultivate. You go ahead, they are all cultivating in the backyard."

Mi Xiaojing nodded and walked towards the backyard.

Because there was a Three-Eyed Spirit Spring and a complete Gathering Spirit Array in the backyard, the spiritual energy there was extremely rich, often forming a fine misty rain of spiritual liquid.

Luo Bo, Wei Fu, Mao Tou, and Da Zhu were all sitting cross-legged in the pavilion. Only Mu Xiaoyin was still in her room cultivating. She was an Evolutionary Immortality cultivator and did not need such dense spiritual energy.

Mi Xiaojing nodded secretly. They were all working hard and diligent. He was very satisfied in his heart. These children growing up would be the best helpers. That was why he worked hard to cultivate them. In fact, having helpers was secondary. He hoped that these children would have the ability to protect themselves in the future.

This battle exposed many problems. First of all, the Magical Sword made from Thunder Gang Wood. Although it could be used, it still lacked something. It would be best to refine it again. He had already prepared all the materials, but he hadn't had time to refine it again. In this battle, he didn't even dare to take it out and use it.

If he destroyed this Magical Sword, Mi Xiaojing would have nowhere to cry. This kind of material was hard to come by, and it was a stroke of luck to obtain it. Especially for a cultivator at his level, being able to obtain top-grade materials and have good refining skills, it would be a pity if he couldn't produce a good weapon.

The sword embryo made from Thunder Gang Wood had already taken shape a long time ago, and it already had some Thunder Spirit Patterns. However, at that time, Mi Xiaojing was only at the Qi Refining Great Perfection realm. Now, looking at it again, the refining of this sword seemed a bit hasty. Fortunately, Mi Xiaojing had temporarily stopped refining the tool when he found that his abilities were not enough. This was also the reason why he didn't dare to use this Magical Sword.

This time, Mi Xiaojing wanted to refine a suitable Magical Sword. With the Thunder Gang Wood, there would still be opportunities for improvement in the future. If he had enough materials and time, as well as sufficient abilities and cultivation level, this sword could even become a top-grade magical weapon. If Mi Xiaojing reached the Elemental Infant stage, he could still refine this sword again, and at that time, it might become a spiritual weapon, which was a high-level spiritual sword used by advanced cultivators.

Taking out the materials, Mi Xiaojing began to contemplate and figure out how to refine a sword that suited him better.

Mi Xiaojing secretly called out to Wang Weijun, calling him several times in a row, but Wang Weijun did not respond and did not appear. He was very puzzled. Where did this old man go?

He didn't know that Wang Weijun was currently struggling to cultivate, trying to save his crumbling Elemental Infant. He was extremely restless and naturally didn't pay attention to Mi Xiaojing.

"Weird, where did he go?"

Mi Xiaojing's divine sense was in chaos inside his body, trying to find Wang Weijun, but he couldn't figure out how to find him since Wang Weijun was in the Mantra Banner under the Heart Sect.

Unable to find Wang Weijun, Mi Xiaojing was not discouraged. After all, he had already obtained the inheritance. As long as he was serious and worked hard, he could still refine his own Magical Sword. This sword would be his weapon in the future. If there were no particularly good options, he didn't plan to change it again. In fact, the Thunder-based Magical Sword was not very suitable for him.

The power in Mi Xiaojing's body was the power of the Starry Sky, not true qi or true essence. This kind of Magical Sword was more suitable for being driven by true qi and true essence. Although Mi Xiaojing could still make it work, there would not be any special enhancements.

But at present, Mi Xiaojing couldn't obtain better materials. He knew in his heart that to refine a sword that suited his Starry Sky power, he needed extremely rare materials. After obtaining the Qianyuan Art, there were records in the cultivation method on how to refine his own exclusive flying sword. However, the materials were all very rare, and it would be impossible to fulfill this wish in the Sword Heart Sect.

As for an exclusive weapon, Mi Xiaojing didn't have any ideas for now. No matter how good his refining skills were, they would be useless without materials. He could only focus on the Thunder Gang Wood sword embryo.

Starting to arrange the Thunder Spirit Patterns again, after the previous refining, Mi Xiaojing had gradually become familiar with the Thunder Spirit Patterns. He was skilled in arranging them, and with his current increased strength, he was at least a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, much stronger than when he was at the Qi Refining Great Perfection realm. Moreover, he was now using the power of the Starry Sky, which was of a higher level than true qi and true essence.The arrangement this time felt completely different to Mi Xiaojing. This was the gap in levels and realms. The difference in realms wasn't too noticeable at the initial stages of cultivation, but after reaching the Foundation Establishment, the understanding of the realm would greatly differ. If one had good comprehension and a high level of understanding of the realm, their cultivation bottleneck would be small, and their cultivation aid would be large.

For instance, if Wang Weijun were to successfully seize a body, his cultivation speed might initially be similar to Mi Xiaojing's current speed. However, once he establishes his foundation again and becomes an infant again, his cultivation level would advance by leaps and bounds. It would be easy for him to reach his original strength level. Only then would his cultivation slow down.