In Qianji Mansion, Xu Yan was sitting cross-legged in the big house, looking through the two materials, with a broken dragon-toothed sword hanging beside him.

There is still more than half a day before the three-day period, and the challenge with Tongtou is nothing. Xu Yan won't take such a small matter to heart. What he cares about is the upcoming Qianying Ring.

After repeated fierce battles, the dragon's teeth were already broken and cracked. This top-grade magic weapon was at the brink of breaking and was useless.

"It's time to refine a handy magic weapon. It just so happens that the marsh country has ready-made materials, and there are even rare materials such as Dragon Scale Sand and Li Jin Coral, which are hard to find. It seems that hiding in the marsh country can indeed avoid bad luck, and this is considered to be starting to get lucky."

Looking at the two piles of materials in front of him, Xu Yan seemed very happy.

Longlin Sand and Lijin Coral, which are priceless, are more than 100 kilograms, or one is a separate one. The two materials are probably no more than 200 kilograms.

True fortune from heaven!

The materials that can refine spiritual treasures are amazingly valuable when taken outside, but they are placed in the marmoset Kingdom and become useless garbage, and the stomach of the sea-swallowing whale needs to be cleaned out.

This is the strangeness of things in the world, which makes people laugh and sigh at the mystery of creation.

After putting away the two top-quality materials, Xu Yan took out the spirit stone and silently recovered.

It takes at least ten months to live in the Marsh Kingdom, which is enough to refine the best magic weapon. Xu Yan's purpose is to refine one sword and one sword. His sword skills are the most skillful.

The top-grade spirit stone in his hand gradually dimmed, and finally shattered silently, turning into a handful of crystal stone fragments. As the fragments fell, Xu Yan opened his eyes, and a splendid light flashed in his left eye, and star patterns appeared.

"Little Black."

While drinking, Xu Yan communicated with his left eye and released the dragon soul to carefully check Xiao Hei's condition. Soon, his face became more and more gloomy.

At the call of his master, Xiao Hei left his left eye and hovered beside Xu Yan. The black dragon is now extremely dim and looks like a blurry gray gas, which is difficult to recognize even the dragon head and the dragon teeth.

The dimness of the dragon soul defeated Xu Yan's good mood in one fell swoop.

"It's getting weaker. If this continues, it will disappear sooner or later..." Xu Yan frowned and said to himself: "Can't even be able to save you from your left eye? Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you?"

roar……

The weak dragon roar was speechless, and there was only a deep numbness and confusion in it. Now the dragon soul is no longer moving, just like the little black pig that Xu Yan picked up in the deep mountains. She was stupid and silly and knew how to eat and sleep.

Gently patting the dim dragon soul, scenes of past events flowed into my mind. From being young and ignorant to entering the world of immortal cultivation, it can be said that Xiao Hei has never left him.

"We are in the marsh country now. In the belly of a big fish, the marsh country must have a special delicious food. You are the most greedy, Xiao Hei, do you want to have a big meal?"

The master's inquiry is destined not to receive the answer from the spirit beast.

The gray gas transformed by Xiaohei slowly floated, and the dragon-shaped outline appeared and disappeared, gathering and dispersing, like a wisp of smoke flying into the sky and dispersed.

Gababa The sound of pinching the finger bones sounded, and Xu Yan pinched his hands hard, his joints were pale and bloodless.

It’s a brother, but there is no way to share the worries, which is a pity in life.

In addition to the old Taoist priest, Xiao Hei and Xu Yan have the deepest relationship. It is a kind of lingering family affection and friendship that has been with you since childhood.

Crazy, crazy.

In my memory, the young Taoist priest waded in the deep mountains with the water accumulation and difficulty moving forward. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The heavy rain just now made the forest muddy.

It was late autumn when the trees in the mountains had no leaves, and the bare branches were spliced ​​into fearful shadows in the pale moonlight, as if there were countless demons around, staring at the lonely little Taoist priest walking in the deep mountains.

Crazy, crazy.

As the mountain wind blows, the branches of the big trees shake more quickly, and the little Taoist priest's steps also become more rapid. However, the ground is muddy, and the deep mountains covered with rotten leaves will become difficult to move once it rains heavily.

The little Taoist priest's face was pale and stared at his feet. He never looked at both sides. It was not that he was afraid of the mountains where no one was, but that the undead living under the trees were too terrifying.

The wind became even stronger, and the shadows outlined by the tree shadows seemed to come alive. All the undead hidden under the tree stared at the living people who broke into the world of the dead.

This is a small valley and a mausoleum. I don’t know how many years ago, a prince buried his bones.

Cold, fear, despair, and countless feelings surged into my heart. The little Taoist priest kept reciting the scriptures taught by his master, but unfortunately it didn't work.

In order to collect ginseng for your master, the nine-year-old Taoist priest walked into the deep mountains alone. Unexpectedly, before he saw the wild ginseng, he broke into the cemetery full of ghosts.

The little Taoist priest dared not look at both sides because he could see the terrifying souls.

Only the little Taoist priest who had been praying was left, stumbled into the valley, and more and more dead souls gathered behind him. When these evil spirits who had lived in the cemetery for many years were about to rush out, the little Taoist priest heard a strange cry.

Hululu! Hulululu!

"pig?"

The little Taoist priest wiped his cold sweat. Not far away, a small black pig was shouting happily at him.

With the screams of the black pig, countless dead souls gathered behind the little Taoist priests disappeared in an instant.

"Are you lost, too?"

The little Taoist priest looked around and found that the dead souls around him disappeared. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the small black pig, and said, "This is a cemetery, there are so many evil spirits. You are not afraid, and you dare to scream."

Hululu! Hulululu!

The little black pig seemed to be saying that he was not afraid, and his cool nose was dedicated to the little Taoist priest, which made him look very intimate.

"It's really a pig, no ghost is afraid. I would be fine if I was like you."

The little Taoist priest said naively: "If I am also a pig, I will not be afraid of those terrifying guys. Let's go. My name is Xu Yan. You are a little black pig, so call you little black."

Hululu! Hulululu!

I don’t know whether it was protesting or agreeing, but the little black pig made a loud cry. In the middle of the night, one person and one pig went away together.

"Xiao Hei..."

The memories were cut off by Xu Yan, leaving only a sigh. Xiao Hei, who was playful and edible in the past, had long disappeared, leaving only a dimmer dragon soul.

"When the Qianying Challenge is over, I will definitely help you find a way to condense the dragon body."

In a whisper, Xu Yan put the dragon soul into his left eye. Before he found a way to restore Xiao Hei's vitality, the dragon soul could no longer be used, because once he used it, the dragon soul would be weaker.

He got up and walked out of the big house. Xu Yan planned to leave Qianji Mansion to go to the three-day appointment. The first warrior of the Mermaids was still waiting.

Walking out the door, the scarecrow in the yard was still standing there, but it became a dead object. The small wood perched in the dead branches of the porcelain bottle. However, at this time, a figure stood beside the scarecrow, with his back facing Xu Yan, facing the gate of Qianji Mansion, with his silky green hair without wind automatically.
Chapter completed!