Ji Guang thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but if senior needs anything, our sect will go all out!"
Zhu Kou also expressed his agreement. Although he was not comparable to people like Mi Xiaojing, he was a top-notch existence on the Eight-Pointed Star. His words and actions could shake the existence of the planet.
But in the eyes of Mi Xiaojing and Mi Youran, he is not truly extraordinary yet, he is just a top master in the world of cultivation. If he joins their fight, he is seeking death.
Mi Xiaojing nodded and said, "Then I won't bother you."
To rest in this sect, they also need a place without being disturbed, and this is the most suitable place.
Ji Guang, Ji Zhi and the bandits dare not say a word, Jinxian! Being able to live in one's own sect, even if it is only temporary, is definitely a supreme honor and can add a strong mark to the sect's history.
A certain golden immortal stayed in a certain sect from a certain time to a certain time...
With this alone, the sect’s position in the Octagonal Star will be extremely stable!
Ji Guang said: "This is the best training place for our sect. If senior is satisfied, you might as well live here."
Mi Xiaojing likes this place quite a lot. It is elegant and quiet, with a faint fragrance floating around, the sound of bamboo forest, and old plum blossoms in bloom. There are also small fairy arrays around. You can use some fairy energy to practice. Although it is not enough, it is better than practicing with fairy stones. powerful.
The bandits said: "There are still three juniors who want to pay their respects to the seniors. This..."
A sect leader and two sect elders were all waiting on the dock. They didn't dare to come in without being summoned.
Mi Xiaojing and the others are not domineering people, so they have no objection to this, and it doesn't matter if they meet.
The two elders in the integration stage were okay, at least they could walk into the room, but the sect leader was more miserable. He was just a cultivator in the distraction stage. As soon as he arrived at the door, he was overwhelmed by the aura leaked by Mi Xiaojing and Mi Youran. My legs were shaking so much that I couldn't get into the room.
Ji Guang had no choice but to go out and pat him on the shoulder to block out the influence from the outside. Then he walked into the house and had to sit down at the door. His legs and feet were so weak that his whole body felt weak.
This is a typical difference between immortals and mortals. Although Mi Xiaojing cannot kill him with one glance, it is easy to immobilize him with one glance.
The sect leader and the two elders sat respectfully, as if they were students meeting their teachers. After introducing each other, the three of them couldn't sit still. They were too stressed to sit still for a long time.
The bandits could only let them leave, and sitting down again would have an impact on their future cultivation.
Mi Xiaojing was a little embarrassed and said: "I need some time to adjust before I can control my aura. The promotion time is too short..."
This was considered an apology, but of course the three bandits did not dare to accept it. They all sat down and bowed, showing that they did not dare to accept it.
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Mi Xiaojing and the other two people temporarily settled in this cultivation sect. Ji Guang, Ji Zhi, and the bandits took turns coming to stay with them, and at the same time, they also asked for advice on some cultivation issues. Mi Xiaojing and Mi Youran also gave them advice, allowing them to gain success. Very beneficial.
Mi Youran calculated several times, but the timing was not right, and he found that another wave of powerful masters came to Boruo Zen Temple. After this time, they may not be sure of winning, so they need to wait for a while.
As long as Mi Youran is here, Mi Xiaojing and the ascetic monks don't have to worry about anything, just follow the instructions.
Mi Xiaojing and Mi Youran have both just been promoted. Taking this rare opportunity, both of them are consolidating their cultivation. This is a process.
The ascetic monk did not sit in the room. He meditated under an old plum tree.
After several days of dedicated practice, Mi Xiaojing gradually restrained his aura, but he knew in his heart that without a treasure specifically designed to conceal his aura, even a low-level cultivator would not be able to stand in front of him, let alone a mortal.
As for communication, it is even more impossible. Only after a long period of practice can he achieve the goal of completely condensing his aura. The premise is that he does not continue to advance. Once promoted, this problem will arise again.
Mi Xiaojing then began to sort out the sword building. After successfully smashing the Buddha treasure for easy shoveling, the sword building got a large number of fragments. These fragments are actually carefully refined treasures, and some fragments can be directly transformed into fairy swords.
Mi Xiaojing used these fragments naturally. Using the sword pillar, he obtained a dozen fairy swords with extremely strange shapes.
Although Jianzhuang can use the fragments as a carrier to successfully refine a new flying sword, it cannot change the texture of the Buddha treasure, so that the fairy sword will look like the fragments.
At first, Mi Xiaojing just refined a dozen fairy swords at random, and then he made a move in his heart and refined all the fragments, even those as small as soybeans, into fairy swords.
In total, this Buddha treasure was easily shoveled, allowing him to obtain one hundred and seventy-two fairy swords, all of which had different shapes, large and small, and strange.
His swords were all in the sword building, which was the original mantra building. Nothing could be seen from the outside. When the one hundred and seventy-two fairy swords were successfully refined, his mind moved slightly, and all the fairy swords were rejoined. He stood up and formed a Buddhist shovel again.
However, the convenient shovel at this time only has the appearance of a Buddha treasure, but is actually a special fairy sword. Once attacked, it will turn into one hundred and seventy-two fairy swords.
A shovel suddenly appeared next to Mi Xiaojing, which immediately caught Mi Youran's attention. He was surprised and said, "Hey, didn't you destroy this Buddhist treasure?"
"That's right. Although it was destroyed, all the fragments are in the Mantra Tower. Hehe..."
"Can you also refine a Buddha treasure of this level? No, this is impossible!"
Based on Mi Youran's experience, she certainly doesn't believe that Mi Xiaojing can do this. Even if it is replaced by an immortal weapon, it will be difficult to repair, and even if it can be done, this time is far from enough.
Mi Xiaojing smiled and let the shovel rotate around him, and the sharp sword intent it brought spread unscrupulously.
Mi Youran was stunned.
"Sword Intent! How can there be Sword Intent?"
Mi Xiaojing couldn't help but be happy and said: "Dad, watch carefully..."
The shovel flew out of the room and hung in the air not far away. This alerted the ascetic. He sat under the old plum tree not far away and looked up. Of course he knew this Buddha treasure. It belonged to Master Baoye. arms.
Then, the ascetic monk was stunned, because the convenient shovel instantly disintegrated in the air.
The sword spirit was strong, and one hundred and seventy-two fairy swords were suspended in the air. The sword spirit was so fierce that it was impossible to tell that it had anything to do with the Buddha. It was just that the shape of the fairy sword was so strange that it turned out to be fragments.
The ascetic monk couldn't help but stand up and said, "How is it possible?"
Can such a strange thing happen as if a fairy sword was made from a Buddhist treasure