"Lu Xun, can the dragon spirit born in the sword washing pond really repair my immortal weapon?"

After Elder Wang left, Yuan Tiansheng, who was silent on the side, spoke.

"Young Master, this is a true matter." Lu Xun nodded.

"A golden dragon spirit was born in this sword washing pond for tens of thousands of years, and the news has been covered by the sect before, so this thing is not famous, but I have tried it. This thing does have the ability to repair all the treasures in the world."

"The energy of the golden spirit is originally a condensation of the five elements of the gold energy, not to mention that the golden energy dragon spirit is formed again by the golden spirit, and the original aura of gold contained in it is extremely rich."

"So the young master of the sect is worried that no matter it is a magic weapon, as long as the texture is not a problem, it can be repaired."

"If you can really regain your life with the treasure in my hand, then you will have helped me Yuan Tiansheng a lot." Yuan Tiansheng said with a smile.

"The young master of the sect has been killed. It is my Lu Xun's honor to help you."

Lu Xun also quickly bowed and smiled.

In front of outsiders, Lu Xun was also a leader, but in front of Yuan Tiansheng, Lu Xun was extremely well-behaved.

The Sword-Xing Sect was originally established with the support of Lingtian Sect, and Yuan Tiansheng is likely to become the leader of Lingtian Sect in the future.

Lu Xun knew in his heart that as long as he wanted Yuan Tiansheng to win over, then the Sword Sect would never dare to provoke him in Ziyunling.

Therefore, even if there are good things like Long Ling, I did not choose to embezzle them, but planned to offer them to Yuan Tiansheng.

"The sword washing pool is about to open."

Looking at the sword washing pool, the chaotic gold energy rolled more and more violently, like boiling water, and Lu Xun's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"You, get out of the way."

But behind Qincheng, a strong man with a arrogant face slowly walked over.

Seeing this scene, not far from Qincheng, several monks showed gloating expressions.

Qin Cheng opened his eyes and glanced at the strong man calmly.

The place you choose is originally without others.

However, as time goes by, more and more monks enter the valley, and monks are constantly sitting cross-legged in this area.

Qin Cheng listened quietly for a few ears before he could find that the location he chose casually was outside the sword washing pool. There were rare places with a few low terrain. After the sword washing pool was opened, he could enter the place in it as soon as possible.

However, this area is quite large, so occasionally there are monks who come in, but they all choose to sit on both sides.

But now the location is almost the same, and monks need to maintain a safe distance, so the location seems to be too short.

"Is this what I can bully?"

Qin Cheng sneered in his heart. Most of the cultivators present had their cultivation level at the tribulation realm.

Some people in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm also sat cross-legged with their companions. Obviously, they were the only one, and their cultivation was low, so they were targeted by this big man.

"Why are you? Don't force me to do it."

Seeing Qin Cheng just looked back at him and didn't even stand up, the man who had declined from the tribulation realm became obviously angry.

What does the other person's look mean? Do you look down on yourself?

Seeing so many monks, Qin Cheng ignored him so much, wouldn’t he slap himself in the face!

It is difficult to use powerful magic in Jinling Valley.

So a cold light flashed across his eyes.

The big man raised his hand and slapped him sharply, grabbing Qin Cheng's shoulder.

call!

With his arm stretched out, the big man grabbed Qin Cheng's shoulder, and then suddenly pushed his back.

It seems that he is planning to capture Qin Cheng and throw it out directly.

However, what changed the face of the Han Dynasty in an instant was that Qin Cheng's body seemed to be still in motion.

With his full strength, Qin Cheng's silk was not moving.


Chapter completed!