Chapter 1001： Time knife

In the quiet room, behind Qin Xuan's head was a tree of god-consciousness that was like fire.

Nowadays, this tree of god-consciousness has never burned with flames. Instead, it is decorated like crystals, as if it actually exists.

In front of Qin Xuan, Na Shenyu was floating quietly.

Qin Xuan moved his divine consciousness, and saw a ball of flame floating in the firewood, slowly wrapping in the Nashen Jade.

As the flame burned, Nashenyu stood still, Qin Xuan's eyes condensed slightly, and the firewood behind him ignited like a spontaneous instant. With a vague roar, the firewood completely turned into a flame, as if there was a hint of lightness. The golden fireball completely submerged the Nashen Jade.

Take the sun **** as the salary, ignite it into a fire, refine and accept the **** jade.

Even so, the Nashen Jade showed a little bit of melting.

The jade of the gods is the real thing, and the consciousness of the gods is illusory, but the knowledge of the soldiers is between the illusion and the real thing. It is extremely difficult in itself to refine the jade of the gods into the knowledge of the soldiers.

In the previous life, Qin Xuan had spent a few years refining the wise soldiers before he had the embryonic form of the wise soldiers.

Even now, if Qin Xuan wanted to refine this sacred jade, it would also be expensive.

Qin Xuan's gaze was like a torch, and his divine consciousness was burning. For him, it was like burning himself all over. The pain was beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Ordinary divine consciousness, a little bit of backlash, will cause the cultivator's mind and spirit to be injured, dizzy, etc., not to mention this kind of spontaneous divine consciousness.

Qin Xuan's eyes were still calm, and he quietly looked at Na Shenyu.

After burning for several hours, Qin Xuan's divine consciousness that was enough to fill a hundred li was almost burnt out.

In the flames of divine consciousness, I saw that the divine jade had already turned into a pale white jade liquid, and even the jade liquid was slightly illusory.

Qin Xuan's brows were slightly frowned, and the jade of the gods had to be filled with illusion before he could blend with the gods and turn them into soldiers, but now his gods were faintly exhausted.

"The quality of this sacred jade is several times better than the sacred jade obtained in the previous life. If the yin **** becomes acquainted and assisted, it will not fall into such a dilemma!" Qin Xuan's heart is like a mirror, knowing why.

However, if he was not sure, how could he refine this jade?

A faint light flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes. Suddenly, the only remaining divine consciousness burned at this moment, almost twice as intense.

At the same time, Qin Xuan flipped his palm and slapped the mysterious light in the dragon gourd around his waist.

In that blazing flame of **** consciousness, all the **** jade has turned into illusion, and not only that, it almost disappeared.

If a strange thing like Nashen Jade burns too much, it will dissipate directly in the world, like a soul.

At that time, this Nashen Jade was completely wasted.

Qin Xuan didn't rush, he consecrated the profound light to cut the dragon gourd, and the Kanmo ice water flew out of it.

At this moment, the ink-colored ice water was shrouded in the Nashen Jade, and Qin Xuan also visualized the green wood map, causing the countless flames to return, turning into a tiny sea of ​​consciousness.

In the icy water of Kanmo, Nashen Jade was already between the virtual and reality, Qin Xuan's eyes flowed, using only the remaining magic hammer to hit the Nashen jade between the virtual and the reality.

In the silence, the irregular shape of the **** jade gradually turned into a palm-sized flying knife.

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed, and he moved his mind, pouring out all the remaining mind, but like a thread, he outlined a pattern in the flying knife.

Until, when Qin Xuan's spiritual knowledge was completely exhausted, the flying knife made by Nashen Jade was completely formed.

A palm-sized knife is quietly suspended in the air, and the body of the knife is full of patterns. Although it is illusory and not like a real thing, it gives people an illusion of sharpness and extreme fierceness.

As if this knife is out, the soul will be cut by it.

However, at this moment, Qin Xuan had no intention of paying attention to the flying knife and conscientious soldiers. His divine sense was so exhausted that he even turned black, and his whole person was almost plunged into darkness.

Qin Xuan guarded his mind and visualized the green wood map. Gradually, his spiritual consciousness began to condense and recover again.

This time, Qin Xuan contemplated for two days and one night, and then his divine consciousness returned to its original state, and his closed eyes suddenly opened and closed.

His gaze fell on the flying knife, and his thoughts moved, and he saw the flying knife hovering in this quiet room at such a fast speed that he circled Qin Xuan a hundred times in the blink of an eye.

Hum!

Qin Xuan raised his hand and saw that the flying knife fell in his palm, from illusion to substance, and then to illusion.

"It's also considered a success. Using the refining method of Zhanxian Flying Sword to refine you, although not as good as the deity, it is enough to use the Nascent Soul Realm!" Qin Xuan smiled.

The Zhanxian Flying Knife is a supreme treasure in the cultivation world, and it is also an existence that is known to be capable of slaying immortals. It ranks among the top 20 gods in the cultivation world. Qin Xuan has seen it in his previous life and has studied it for a while. Pattern.

Naturally, this flying knife knowing soldiers can't be as good as the flying swords, but it is also not comparable to ordinary knowing soldiers.

Qin Xuan thought, and in an instant, the flying knife returned to the center of Qin Xuan's eyebrows, submerged in it, floating quietly in the sea of ​​knowledge, Qin Xuan was slicing the dragon gourd in the moving mysterious light, releasing all the ice and water in it. Qin Xuan ran the eternal evergreen art, swallowing the breath of ice and water from the ridges of it, poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, and finally turned into a cloud of ice mist covering the flying knife, which contained knowledge soldiers.

After doing all this, Qin Xuan slowly got up, the Eternal Sword had already been refinished, and the knowledge of soldiers had also been refined into soldiers, so he should go out.

As Qin Xuan stepped, he suddenly stopped, "I forgot to name this soldier!"

Qin Xuan stood with his hand in his hand and smiled lightly: "Just name the time!"

The name of the sword, the arrogance of the sky!

Qin Xuan smiled and stepped directly out of the quiet room. Outside, Feng Bao had been waiting for a long time. He heard that Qin Xuan had left the customs, and he came here specially.

"Evergreen Daoist, this is a fifty-thousand sixth-grade spirit crystal!" Feng Bao said with a smile, "There are a few more things that Daoists need!"

His sleeves shook, and several delicate wooden boxes flew out.

As the wooden box opened, three spirit treasures appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

The courage of the nine-headed green python, the petals of the Qingxuandao lotus, the seed of the orchid tree!

None of the three items belonged to the Ten Star Regions. Feng Bao almost spent a lot of effort to find these three spirit treasures.

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, he put it away directly, and said lightly: "Thank you!"

Feng Bao smiled. After Qin Xuan put it away, he walked outside the Tongbao Pavilion.

"Friend Evergreen, do you still have to practice in this northern wilderness forbidden land next?" Feng Bao looked at Qin Xuan with a smile.

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, "I plan to go to Zhongtu."

Middle Earth! ?

Feng Bao was taken aback, looking at the back of Qin Xuan who had already begun to leave, and he stopped talking.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Evergreen Daoist, it is better to stay in this barren forbidden city!"

Qin Xuan, who had already walked to the door of Tongbao Pavilion, had a voice in his ears. Qin Xuan's expression was as usual, and his steps never stopped for a while, and he walked outside the deserted city.

After he left Tongbao Pavilion, a lot of divine consciousness passed over his body, and his figure flickered.

Qin Xuan had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and if he hadn't seen it, he strode towards the south gate.

When Qin Xuan walked to the south gate of the barren forbidden city, he saw a group of figures standing tall outside the south gate, appearing in his eyes like a city wall.

Qin Xuan's gaze swept slightly, looking at the figure outside the South Gate, there were 13 people, all true monarchs, no shortage of top grades.

The leader is surprisingly the true monarch of King Nadan.

Wang Feng!