Natural fairy species

Vast old forests and rolling hills.

A group of pig monsters with protruding fangs and black thorns on their heads rushed towards them, kicking up billows of dust.

"Shield up!"

In a phalanx of five hundred people, a thick earth shield rose up, like a giant city gate. The pig demon staggered against it, and two of its tusks were broken.

"Jinge Shu, wake up!"

Twelve golden swords gathered in the four corners of the phalanx, and roared out with terrifying power.

At that moment, a few pig demons were killed directly, but more of them were still alive and kicking.

Several pig demons that had been brushed by Jin Ge's technique flew several feet away, rolled twice on the ground, and got up again with a groan.

The pig demon under attack became more and more violent, with red light shining on its protruding fangs, like heavy chariots, hitting the earth shield and sending sand and rocks flying everywhere.

"Hold on, increase the mana injection!"

The leading deacon saw a few cracks appearing on the earth shield and hurriedly roared at the top of his lungs.

"Junior Brother Ma, Junior Sister Long, let's take action together... These pig monsters are rough-skinned and thick-flesh. They are an anomaly among the first-order monsters. They can protect themselves with their battle formations, but they can't be wiped out. It's been a long time." , the pig monsters dispersed and delayed things."

There were three foundation-building monks parked in mid-air, commenting on the battle situation below.

"Hmph, I have to practice hard later. The first battle ended like this. I couldn't even hit the target with my Jin Ge Technique..."

Ma Ming had a sullen face, and a green knife flew out of his hand and stabbed into the pig demon's body like it was cutting tofu.

It spun around in a circle and shot out, looking for the next target, leaving the pulpy pig monster behind it and fell to the ground.

"Fortunately, those cultivating families and casual cultivators haven't reunited yet, otherwise it would be a disgrace to the Qingfeng Sect if they were to look at it!"

"Junior Brother Ma is overthinking. In the land reclamation war, the sect is absolutely dominant. Who dares to say anything... Anyone who disobeys orders and flinches can be dealt with directly. Except for a few casual cultivators who don't know the importance, the rest They will only move closer to us, strive for more chances of survival, and take more care of them when they are rewarded after the war."

Elder Zhang from the Law Enforcement Hall hooked a pig demon with two silver flying claws, pulled it to both sides, and tore it in half.

The hot and taciturn Junior Sister Long on the other side waved her hand and the crescent moon rotated, driving back several pig demons that were trying to escape.

After a stick of incense, these pig monsters were finally killed.

The battle formation was lifted, and each monk had consumed a lot of mana. Except for the guards, the others sat down to recover their mana.

After a battle, except for a few people who lost their strength, everyone was unscathed.

If there was no battle formation, the five hundred monks would be in chaos, and there would definitely be dozens of casualties after being charged by the pig demon.

On the land reclamation road, until in front of Feiyue Lake, there are at least dozens of groups of monsters like this, and there will be monsters rushing out from nowhere at any time.

Without the cooperation of the battle formation, the Qi Refining monks would probably suffer heavy casualties halfway through.

After everyone recovered, they began to clean the battlefield and collect useful monster materials.

Another group of monks cleared away the vines and weeds and cleared several acres of habitat.

The two formation masters carried the formation plate, carefully identified the position, inserted the formation flag, and arranged a second-level low-grade defensive formation.

"According to the plan, this is the first stop on the road to the land reclamation war, and the resources that will be supplemented later will be stored here... Just a second-order low-grade formation will not be enough."

Ma Ming voluntarily signed up to join the first batch of teams in the land reclamation war. After leaving the clan, he discovered that this land reclamation war was completely different from his previous adventures deep in the Black Mountains.

You can't avoid the monsters you encounter, you have to sweep them away one by one.

Even poisonous snakes and insects must be eliminated as much as possible to reduce the burden on the follow-up troops.

"This place itself barely has the strength of the second-level low-level spiritual energy, and the high-level spiritual energy cannot support it... Besides, according to the General Affairs Hall's plan, a total of six transfer stations will be built, all using high-level formations, and the formation hall will be emptied. Not even enough.”

Inside the formation, under the leadership of two deacons, simple attics and warehouses have begun to be built.

Elder Zhang landed on the ground. In the next month, they will kill the surrounding monsters here and wait for the second group of teams to gather.

"It's just the General Affairs Office, but it's still our responsibility..."

Ma Ming murmured softly, and seeing Junior Sister Long walking away, he quickly followed her.

…

Bai Zichen waited anxiously outside the refining room, pacing back and forth.

Three days ago, he received a message saying that the refining of the flying sword had reached the final step, and he was asked to wait at the scene.

"Why is it not over yet? The last step of condensing the sword was not so slow, right?"

At this time, Bai Zichen was a little nervous and asked worriedly.

I didn't realize it before, but now I'm really worried about the possibility of failure in sword refining.

Being able to successfully refine a top-quality spiritual weapon does not mean that you will be successful in refining a second-level flying sword.

If it fails, there is really no way to find another Holy Sound Bamboo in a short time.

"Don't worry, since Senior Brother Dai started refining after one month of enlightenment, he must be confident..."

Peng Chong was with him. He was mainly curious about the second-level flying sword.

As a weapon refiner, who wouldn’t want to refine a few famous swords in his own hands?

Bai Zichen calmed down and found that he was too concerned about the second-level flying sword and had become distracted.

Simply find a seat and sit down, outline the oven of heaven and earth in the sea of ​​consciousness, and sink into a state of no joy or worry.

He kept the furnace of heaven and earth burning for a whole stick of incense before he took the initiative to withdraw his consciousness and let the scene disappear like drifting in the wind.

When he opened his eyes again, he was as calm as water.

Peng Chong nodded secretly on the side. He was worthy of setting a record in the True Inheritance Trial, and he recovered so quickly.

If it were him, if he had a top-quality spiritual weapon in the process of refining and he didn't know the final moment of success, he would definitely be anxious in every possible way.

"Senior Brother Peng, have you heard any news about the land reclamation war recently?"

Bai Zichen took the initiative to stir up the topic and asked about irrelevant things.

"The Law Enforcement Hall has captured the first second-level spiritual vein and established a transfer station. Another elder from the sect has been sent to lead a hundred disciples there... This time, there are also 400 family monks accompanying them. , and five hundred people selected from thousands of registered casual cultivators."

Peng Chong collected the news and shared it together.

"Oh, if the family monks join, it means that the twenty foundation-building monks leading the team are already in place. It is estimated that the progress can be greatly improved."

Bai Zichen thought of the Bai family. Last month, his uncle Bai Jiuan sent a letter, indicating that the family had received the batch of resources sent back.

I don’t know which ten tribesmen Bai Xianzhong selected among the first batch of teams.

"There are several second-level snake monsters at the second transfer station location. It should take some time to clear them all..."

A crisp jade sound interrupted Peng Chong's words, and the fire in the Qi Refining Room was reflected.

Immediately afterwards, there was a chorus of musical instruments playing, hollow and melodious, covering up the rest of the sounds.

Bai Zichen and Peng Chong looked at each other and stared at the door of the weapon refining room, knowing that the sword refining had reached the most critical moment.

After another half an hour, only a loud shout was heard, the light in the weapon refining room dimmed, and silence returned.

Dai Hui pushed open the door and walked out with a gloomy complexion and blood stains on his chest.

Bai Zichen's heart trembled and he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Dai, what was the result of the sword refining?"

"Fortunately, I live up to my fate!"

Dai Hui's eyes were shining brightly, although his whole person looked severely damaged and no longer elegant and elegant.

"At the last moment, I was only a hair away from the formation of the condensed sword. I almost ran out of firepower and fell short... I, Fu Lingxin, spurted out a mouthful of essence and blood, and used the blood to help the fire, and finally refined the sword."

Dai Hui raised his palm, and white water like a swimming fish came out.

After being refined, the white flying sword shrank to a length of three and a half feet and stayed in the air, its color bright.

It seems to be intelligent, spinning around on its own.

"Yinzhu Sword!"

When Bai Zichen saw the white flying sword and compared it with the image on the sword refining secret, he knew that the second-level flying sword was officially successfully refined.

Seeing Dai Hui's appearance, he quickly bowed and saluted.

"Thanks to Senior Brother Dai this time. Senior Brother who is still tired has lost his vitality."

"It doesn't matter. Compared with understanding the refining method of the second-level flying sword, this small injury is nothing!"

Dai Hui obviously gained a lot of insights during the sword refining process and was in a great mood.

"There is also the Tianxin Sword. If junior brother still wants to refine it, he can find all the materials and come to me... It won't be so thrilling next time, but I will charge for the sword refining fee."

"There will still be time to bother senior brother from now on."

Bai Zichen was overjoyed, others might be satisfied with a flying sword.

But because of the Galaxy Sword Array, he already had the habit of collecting flying swords. He would not refuse any flying sword, and the more the better.

Moreover, Bai Zichen has mastered the ability to use two swords simultaneously, and two flying swords are basically standard equipment for him.

After bidding farewell to Dai Hui, Bai Zichen immediately took out the Yinzhu Sword and stroked it carefully.

"Unlike the Black Bamboo Sword, the Yin Bamboo Sword has lost some of its quality. It resembles bamboo and jade, and has some hardware qualities..."

Bai Zichen placed the Yinzhu Sword in front of him, took a deep breath, and began to refine the flying sword.

After all, it was a second-level flying sword. It only took a few hours to complete the sacrifice that day.

As for the Yinzhu Sword, it took three days and three nights to achieve a state of mind-to-mind connection, like an arm commanding it.

"With this sword in my hand, I don't know how strong my combat power can be among the foundation-building monks..."

After Bai Zichen established his foundation, he had not yet fought against a monk of the same level.

We can only use the battles we observed before, put ourselves into it, and make a judgment.

"Generally, in the early stage of foundation building, he should not be my opponent... At least Senior Brother Zhang from the Law Enforcement Hall, if he didn't hide too many trump cards when he was slaying the Mo family, it doesn't look like he can block the light of my sword."

Bai Zichen took several familiar objects and compared them with himself.

"As for a monk like Senior Brother Pei who has been in the middle stage of foundation building for many years, I'm afraid I can't beat him. The difference in mana is too big."

Bai Zichen was waving the sound bamboo sword, the more he watched, the happier he became.

With a long roar, he stood up, wielded his sword, and left the sect.

The first level 2 flying sword in life is naturally a memorable moment.