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Chapter 307 Back to Mother's Home

Three hours later, Hu Qibao frowned as he looked at the broken sword in his hand, sure enough, the worst happened.
The ancient method of refining spirits has reached its limit!
This matter is very troublesome. It happened at this critical moment.
Hu Qibao sat in front of the refining furnace and frowned in thought. The solution cannot be solved for the time being. The quantitative limit of the ancient spirit refining method is currently not sure whether one person can refine so many, or if everyone combined can only refine so many. many.

Moreover, besides his inability to solve this problem now, there is a more important reason, which is unnecessary now.

The problem with the ancient spirit refining method should be roughly related to the restrictions on the way of heaven, so even if it is changed now, it should be of no use. Not to mention that he can also restrict it again. Even if there is no restriction, he will officially start the counterattack after he returns from suspended animation. plan, there may be new changes by then.

Therefore, the problem of the ancient spirit refining method is not serious now, and he has no ability to solve it. What he needs to do now is to repair Juexian. It is impossible to become Qi Ji, but the power of Juexian Sword still needs to be restored. In this way Now that he has the four swords to kill immortals, he can safely fake his death and hide out.

Of course, another reason is that he has no idea of ​​​​refining a new Ji Ji yet. Refining Ji Ji will cause Heaven to lock him again, so during the period of seclusion, let alone not being able to refine Ji Ji, there is not even one around him. You can't take Qi Ji with you, otherwise there will be no point in hiding.

But he hasn't told Zhu Xian gossip about this so far, so as not to worry them.

After thinking about it, Hu Qibao took out the Juexian Broken Sword, looked at it carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not difficult to repair. He rekindled the divine fire in the refining furnace, and then burned the Juexian Broken Sword. Throw it into the refining furnace, control the divine fire and carefully calcine it. Under the licking of the divine fire, the charred black on the sword slowly fades away, revealing the sharp blade underneath, emitting a breathtaking purple sword light.

In this way, under the calcination of the divine fire, after 49 days of Qiqi, the brand-new Juxianjian slowly flew out of the refining furnace, and the long-lost thunder sounded in the sky.

Seeing this, Hu Qibao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Juexian would not be able to cultivate because of this, and the trouble would be big. A Ding Haizhu's divine ban would be enough to stump him. If Juexian's divine ban was gone,
Thinking of this, Hu Qibao couldn't help but tremble, and at the same time, he held the Absolute Immortal Sword in his hand tighter!I'm afraid this is just an illusion!
Fortunately, his current level of weapon refining is quite good.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, put away the Immortal Sword, and pinched a spell at random. The tattered clothes on his body instantly became brand new, and the ashes on his face disappeared in an instant, and he returned to the appearance of a handsome young master.

However, at this time, Mr. Jun did not indulge himself as narcissistically as before. Instead, he threw himself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the house, Zhengxian's ears moved slightly, and he put his hands on Ah Da and Ah Er's head, and said softly: "You are watching from outside, no one is allowed to come in, the master needs to rest, do you understand?!"

"Gudong~"

Ah Da and Ah Er swallowed, and nodded with some fear. Zheng Xian patted the two of them with satisfaction, then turned back and walked into the room. He looked at Hu Qibao, who was lying casually on the bed with half of his body, and smiled helplessly.

Gently walked to the bed, moved Hu Qibao completely on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then slipped into the quilt, hugged Hu Qibao tightly, and fell asleep with a sweet smile. among.

Three days later, Hu Qibao turned his head and glanced at Zheng Xian, who was hugging him tightly like an octopus and sleeping very sweetly. He looked at the ceiling helplessly, but although he was helpless,
But he doesn't seem to suffer, well, he still suffers a little, because his personal reputation is damaged!

Having said that, Hu Qibao had no intention of waking up Zhenxian, so he could just hug him for a while, since he wouldn't lose any meat anyway.

but
What Hu Qibao didn't expect was that Zhengxian's embrace lasted all day and night!
This made Hu Qibao realize a little more. Although she created the Immortal by herself, she followed him for a short time and did not adapt to his pace of life. In this regard, she, like other immortal cultivators, was at a slow pace.

Helpless, Hu Qibao had no choice but to knock Zhenxian on the head to wake her up, otherwise she might sleep for two or three years. He still had some things to deal with. "Master, you're awake."

"Well, relax, your hobby is really strange." Zheng Xian smiled shyly and walked out of the bed, "Are we going back to the Shenhuo Sect next?"

"Well, I came here not long after I returned to Shenhuo Sect. I haven't figured out many things yet. I have to go back and take a closer look this time, and by the way, I can give the Lotus Lamp my magic power." Hu Qibao narrowed his eyes slightly.

This time, in addition to sending magic weapons to Mana and seeing the changes in the Shenhuo Sect, the main purpose was to find out what happened to Mr. Hu. The more he thought about it over the years, the more he felt that Mr. Hu's voice was weird.

You must know that the weapon spirit is immortal. Even if it is seriously injured, it can slowly recover. Even if the situation is bad, it can quickly resurrect through self-destruction and return to its heyday. Therefore, the weapon spirit will basically not recover from injuries.

In addition, Guangxiu told him before that the immortal bodies of the weapon spirit clan are not really immortal like the demons. There are still ways to kill the weapon spirits in this world. Although there is no such thing in this world, the enemies of the Shenhuo Sect It's very special and nothing can be said for sure.

Hu Qibao tidied up his appearance a little, then let Ada and Aer stay at the top of the Demon Cult, and flew to Zhao Sihan's residence with Xiangxian.

Zhao Sihan's residence is in a courtyard behind the Demon Sect's main hall. It is a relatively simple courtyard, well, because it is used for viewing the scenery and reading books. Those who practice martial arts and retreat are in other places. At this time, Zhao Sihan is sitting in a courtyard in the lake. In the stone pavilion, leaning against the pillars of the pavilion, holding a book in his right hand and resting it on his right knee, he is reading seriously.

"Si Han!"

However, Hu Qibao's shouting destroyed this beauty. Zhao Sihan looked at Hu Qibao helplessly: "Brother Hu, lower your voice, it can be transmitted into the secret. It is so quiet here, it is not suitable for shouting."

"Um, really? It seems so." Hu Qibao looked at the scenery around him belatedly, and then he realized what he was doing and looked at Zhao Sihan in surprise.

"Why are you looking at me with that look?" Zhao Sihan sighed, Hu Qibao can think whatever he wants.

"It's nothing, I just want to go back to the Shenhuo Sect and there are some things I need to explain."

"Go back, tell me how old it is." Zhao Sihan looked at Hu Qibao in surprise. Did he really think that he was a demon?
"Brother, sister, my good sister, I am a proton now! I am a hostage!"

"Go, go, go wherever you like. Don't disturb me from reading. You can stay in the Shenhuo Sect. Anyway, just remember to go to the underworld." Zhao Sihan waved his hand and signaled Hu Qibao to leave.

"Hey~ It's hard to be a qualified hostage." Hu Qibao sighed and flew away with Zhenxian.

"Cut~ I'm getting nervous every day." Zhao Sihan glanced at Hu Qibao's leaving back, shook his head helplessly, and continued to read his book.

(End of this chapter)