Qin Di waved from afar: "Ao Ying, come here!"

Ao Ying walked over with a smile like a flower and asked, "Uncle Master, what are you asking me to do?"

Qin Di smiled and said, "You have also spent a lot of effort on teaching me piano skills. Since you call me uncle, you can't call me for nothing. I decided to give you a treasure zither! Do you want it?"

Ao Ying immediately became energetic and jumped up excitedly: "Really? I have always used the ninth-level spiritual zither. I dreamed of having a Baoqin! Uncle Master, do you want to give me the Baoqin I made before? Are you willing to let me go? Couldn't it be a lie to me, right?"

She knew that Qin Di learned to make zithers with his master and master, and made a fifth-level treasure zither.

Qin Di smiled and shook his head: "Haha, you misunderstood! I can help you remake a treasure zither, how about it?"

Ao Ying was a little disappointed and a little suspicious, and asked, "Uncle Master, do you still have a high-level fairy spirit wood in your hand?"

Qin Di reached out and pointed to the large sycamore tree at the foot of the mountain and said, "Here, it's all there! I'll take you to cut one, and it will be a Baoqin!"

Ao Ying was even more disappointed when she heard this: "I just said that my uncle is not only good at bragging, but also likes to lie. There are so many sycamore trees, who knows which one is a fairy tree?"

Qin Di smiled slightly: "Just follow me!" As he said that, he jumped down from the top of the mountain.

Ao Ying had no choice but to fly from behind to follow.

Qin Di came to the hillside and circled around a two-foot-thick sycamore tree, then patted the trunk and said, "Cut down!"

Ao Ying shook his head: "This one is not good! It's too thin! Look at other trees, there are many three or four feet apart, and it's not the turn to cut it down!"

Qin Di had to do it himself: "Oh, after all, it's not my apprentice, so I'm disobedient!"

He took out the Qingxiao Sword, cut off the sycamore tree from three feet above the ground, and then cut off the part of the treetops, and only collected the part about a meter long in the middle.

Ao Ying shouted from the side: "Uncle Master, you didn't even see Mu Xin, why did you recognize this tree? Maybe when you go back, you will see it, it's just an ordinary tree, and you can't even make a spiritual zither!"

Qin Di didn't explain, but turned around and walked down the mountain.

After about ten miles, he took out the Qingxiao Sword and chopped off a tree.

This tree is thinner, with a trunk of only one and a half feet. If the bark is removed, it may be possible to make a guqin panel.

Ao Ying was even more disappointed: "The tree-cutting maniac! You won't even let go of such a small tree!"

Qin Di still refused to say more, so he stood up and flew up. This time he flew farther and about fifty miles away. Then he stopped and cut down another three-foot-thick sycamore tree.

Ao Ying was still dissatisfied: "It's so ordinary! And this tree is the shortest around it. It can't even compare with other trees and can't even compete for sunlight. How can it be a fairy tree?"

Qin Difei returned to the top of the mountain, found an open space, and released Afang Palace.

Ao Ying looked at it in surprise for a moment, but didn't say anything praise. After all, she had seen such a palace in the Dragon Palace.

Qin Di took out a piece of tree trunk, slowly cut it open, took out the wood heart in the middle, and threw it into a large wooden barrel. There were many runes outside the barrel, which looked colorful, like a ghost painting talisman.

Then, he took out the other two pieces of wood hearts from the tree trunks and threw them into the wooden barrel.

Then, he poured the ghostly liquid into the wooden barrel and drowned the wooden heart.

Ao Ying looked at the mysterious liquid and felt chill all over and couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Uncle Master, what kind of evil method are you doing?"

Qin Di didn't answer, turned around and moved a stack of books into the library, and threw it to Ao Ying: "Don't ask so much! Read more books when you have time!" After that, he sat on the Taishi chair, opened a book and started reading by himself.

Ao Ying was so angry that she wanted to throw the book in her hand on the ground, but when she glanced at her, she found that the four big words "Qinglong Body Refining" were written on the cover. She couldn't help but feel shocked and quickly grabbed the book. When she opened it, she found that the way of cultivation was only seen in her life! She had never seen it in the Dragon Palace!

The dragon clan also has different ways of practicing according to its physique.

Ao Ying belongs to fellow practitioners of Shuimu, so this wood-based technique in "The Refining of the Qinglong Body" is also of great value to her.

Almost in an instant, all her thoughts were immersed in the martial arts described in the book. She had long forgotten Mu Xin and Mu Chuan, and she couldn't even remember the mysterious liquid.

I don’t know how long it took, but after she finished reading a paragraph, she looked up and saw Qin Di picking Mu Xin out of the liquid and baking it on a strange flame. The fire was very bright, but not particularly hot, like the moon in the sky, even a monk like her, who had a water and wood body like her.

Ao Ying found it very strange because what she hated most in her life was fire.

But this strange flame could make her like it. That's a hell!

Qin Di soaked the wood heart in Yinquan water and baked it with the Fairy Heart Moon Fire. After repeating it three times, he put away the big wooden barrel and the fairy fire was swallowed into his stomach.

Ao Ying couldn't see the flame and felt very regretful. However, at this time, her thoughts were attracted by the three Muxins again!

She picked up a piece of Mu Xin and stroked it with her hands, feeling a miraculous feeling in her heart, as if she was touching not the wood, but her own skin. With a light bounce, her heart trembled.

"Oh, uncle, is this really a fairy spirit tree?"

Qin Di nodded: "The piece in your hand is a fifth-level fairy wood. After I processed it in a unique way, I can make a fifth-level peak treasure zither. I will warm up more in the future and have the opportunity to be promoted to a sixth-level treasure zither!"

Ao Ying was overjoyed when she heard this: "Ahhh, this fairy tree is mine! Uncle Master, you promised me! As an elder, you must keep your word!"

Qin Di smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll leave this piece of wood to you! Do you want me to help you make a zither, or ask your master to take action?"

Ao Ying hesitated for a moment and shouted, "I'll go back now and ask the master to help me make the piano! Such good materials, I'm afraid that you will not have enough experience. If something goes wrong, it would be a pity."

Qin Dixin said in his heart: "I am the master of refining weapons. No matter what, musical instruments are also a kind of instrument."

However, he said, "Then you have to be careful! If Shilun sends you back, it will be unsafe outside!"

"Hehe, I'm the little princess of the Dragon Clan. How dare the White Bone Sect offend me?"

"Even so, I'll still have to invite a few people to go back with you."

Qin Di walked out of Afang Palace and found Shilun nearby.

Shi Lun was sitting in the newly opened cave and told several Nascent Soul monks about music theory. When he heard that Ao Ying was going back, he didn't say much. He just sent two late Nascent Soul monks to accompany her, and told them that they would not have to come back when they returned.

It seems that when Qin Di was in seclusion and processing materials, the immortal formation had already played a role. In the past two days, two groups of people outside launched attacks, but none of them worked.

Before Ao Ying left, Qin Di also made several tokens to enter and exit the formation, so that she could bring them to the head teacher Lu. Otherwise, people would not be able to enter the formation in the future, which would be a troublesome thing.

From that day on, Qin Di lived on Cangwu Island, nominally guarding the island, but actually practicing in seclusion.

A year later, his golden elixir was raised from the Danzhong point on his chest, passing through Yutang, Zigong, Huagai, Xuanji, and straight into Niwan Palace. At this point, he had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir Stage.

Afterwards, he practiced in the map of mountains, rivers and the country for two years, and finally cultivated all the gods of the five internal organs. If he tests his spiritual roots now, it will be that the five elements will be complete.

For monks, spiritual roots are only the most important time to get started. When the five internal organs life palace is opened, the importance will decrease by a lot. When the five internal organs gods are produced, it will become less important.

Everything is ready, it's time to give birth to a baby by breaking the pill.
Chapter completed!