Qian Yang was happy for Li Xiaofei's cultivation to improve, but he didn't expect that as soon as he mentioned his cultivation, the joy on Li Xiaofei's face suddenly dimmed, and he shook his head and said, "I'm raising my cultivation to the fifth level of Qi Refining with the gift of my senior brother, but I still can't restore the identity of an outer disciple. Alas! It's better not to mention it!"

"Ah? How could it be?" Qian Yang was surprised. As far as he knew, most of their disciples at the same time were now at the fifth and sixth levels of Qi refining. Li Xiaofei's cultivation level at the fifth level of Qi refining is definitely not excellent, but he will never be at the bottom. According to the regulations of the sect, his cultivation level can definitely restore his external identity.

Li Xiaofei's eyes were blank and replied weakly: "My cultivation is not outstanding compared to the disciples of the same period. To restore my identity, it requires a series of complicated procedures. In addition, someone interfered with it, and things were delayed again and again, but there was no news after all. Moreover, I know my qualifications. In less than half a year, other brothers will put me far behind me again, and it is impossible to re-enter the outer sect again!"

Qian Yang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately found the point in Li Xiaofei's words - someone interfered with it!

"Who is the reason for the hindrance?" Qian Yang built the foundation, had great skills and had much more confidence than before. He empathized with the suffering of his little brother.

Li Xiaofei looked at Qian Yang and finally shook his head: "Senior brother, don't ask, you can't help. Besides, I have made a decision on this matter and I think it should be able to solve it."

"Can junior brother solve the problem yourself? Don't make things difficult for yourself." Qian Yang showed a worried look.

Li Xiaofei smiled softly: "Thank you, senior brother, for your concern. Some trivial matters, I am so adult, and it's time to try to face them alone!"

Seeing that Li Xiaofei had made up his mind, Qian Yang had to nod his head reluctantly.

"By the way, why are you here?" Li Xiaofei took the initiative to change the topic.

Qian Yang scratched his head and remembered the serious matter: "I'll find information about the dark swamp."

"Senior brother is going to the Dark Swamp? That's not possible! I heard that there have been a lot of things there recently, and the sect has even suspended the mission there." Li Xiaofei reminded with a worried look on his face.

"It's okay, I know, I just look at the information." Qian Yang naturally wouldn't mention the task.

"Oh, that's fine!" Li Xiaofei breathed a sigh of relief: "The information on the Dark Swamp is very cheap, only five contribution points are needed."

Qian Yang took out his ID card and handed it to Li Xiaofei and said, "Help me see if I have any contribution points."

Qian Yang's previous contributions had been spent by him, but he remembered that after the trip to the ruins, Tang Xiaoguo said that the sect would give him some contributions, but later she said that she exchanged the contribution points for the Na Ling Pill, which made Qian Yang himself not sure whether he had any contribution points.

Li Xiaofei took the ID card and checked it briefly, then shook his head.

"It's really not!" Qian Yang curled his lips and took out the pieces from the bracelet: "Then help me see which of these things on me can exchange for some contribution?"

Li Xiaofei quickly grabbed Qian Yang: "It's not worth it to exchange things for contributions, but only five points of contributions. I'll help my senior brother out!"

"How can that be done!" Qian Yang was unwilling to take advantage of his junior brother.

Li Xiaofei insisted: "Senior brother has great kindness with me, why are you polite to me if you only make five contributions!"

"That's fine!" Qian Yang didn't want to argue with him in public, and his brothers didn't need to mess with those stupid people.

After taking the information, Qian Yang said goodbye to Li Xiaofei, and then went home to study it carefully. Judging from the existing clues, the dark swamp is far more dangerous than expected. Qian Yang did not dare to be careless and planned to make a detailed itinerary plan and prepare a detailed response plan for possible unexpected situations.

From the map, the dark swamp is close to the Mist Forest and is located in the lower reaches of the Ling River. For safety reasons, Qian Yang intends to minimize the time he stays in the swamp and avoid the usual routes of the missing monks. After a few considerations, he finally decided to take a long way.

Qian Yang’s plan is to walk through the foggy forest again, follow the path of his last experience, pass through the forest and reach the Ling River, then walk down the Ling River, cross the entire foggy forest, and enter the dark swamp from the side.

In this way, the time he spent on the road would definitely increase a lot. However, as the training place for the Qi Refining Cultivators, safety is not a problem for Qian Yang. After all, only by ensuring his own safety can he have the possibility of completing the task. Moreover, those monks have not been missing for a day or two, and they are not in a hurry.

After making plans, Qian Yang had one last problem to solve before leaving, that is, dealing with the hammer he got in the trial.

Speaking of this hammer, Qian Yang's eyes were filled with tears.

This low-level magic weapon worth about 30 spirit stones was exchanged for all the copper coins he obtained from the trial. His target was originally a set of high-end magic weapon array flags, but for some reason, it turned into such a thing when he got it.

Qian Yang knew that he was cheating in the sword test cave, but he had no place to appeal. Moreover, after he got the hammer, a sentence of no end came from his sea of ​​consciousness, which really made him wonder.

It was an old voice, murmured in a trembling tone: "My successor, this is what you are looking for... I wish you... good luck!"

This strange reminder made Qian Yang stand up all his hair. After he came back, he took out the hammer and studied it almost every day, but he could check it carefully inch by inch, and even spent a lot of spiritual consciousness to in-depth investigation, but no abnormality was found. In his opinion, this was a garbage magic weapon that was so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary.

Now that he is about to go out, Qian Yang doesn't care about so much. He plans to use his last move to see what is hidden in this hammer.

His last move is simple, that is, one word "demolition"!

It is not that easy to dismantle. Although this hammer garbage is garbage, it is also a magic weapon. It also takes a lot of effort from the weapon refiner when refining. The entire hammer body is integrated without any gaps. Things like this that are used to smash people directly must be made more solid.

It is not easy to dismantle, but it has to be dismantled. Qian Yang had already made up his mind and prepared in advance. When he went out the day before yesterday, he spent a lot of spirit stones to buy a spiritual knife, in order to completely cut the hammer open and take a look.

The spiritual power was poured into the knife, and Qian Yang cut a trace on the hammer head with no abnormalities. Qian Yang increased the output of the spiritual power, and the traces on the hammer head became deeper and deeper, but he still did not find it. Qian Yang simply used his magical powers without stopping and directly used his magical powers.

The knife flashed with dazzling light, and the hard hammer head became soft in an instant. Qian Yang carefully cut it from the edge of the hammer head one by one, and the round hammer made of some unknown material was cut into thin metal pieces by him.

As the metal sheets falling on the ground became larger and larger, Qian Yang finally got his wish and saw the hollow area inside the hammer!

Yes, the hammer is hollow.

Qian Yang felt early in the morning that if the hammer itself had no problem, he would have to hide something inside. However, this kind of destructive experiment would not be easily tried until he left. He finally made up his mind before leaving.

The space inside the hammer is quite large. Qian Yang took out a square plate the size of a palm, and a small crystal clear stone from it.

These things come from the lowest level of the Sword Test Cave and are so hidden that no matter how you think about it, these two things will definitely not be simple.

Qian Yang suppressed his inner excitement and first turned his eyes on the square plate. He saw that this plate was neither gold nor jade, but it seemed to be made of a material between wood and stone. The slightly dim color was inconspicuous and there was no luster on it. If it weren't for the complex patterns on it that had a wonderful Taoist rhyme, even if it was placed in Song Yi's Five Spirit Pavilion, I believe no one would be willing to spend five dollars to bring it home.

Qian Yang turned the plate over, and the bottom of the plate was still dazzling fine lines. The difference was that there was a deep hexagonal depression in the center of the bottom of the plate, which looked like something deliberately left behind.

Qian Yang frowned and tentatively injected a little spiritual power into the plate, but there was no response. He tried to put the small stone that was obviously six circles smaller than the slot, and naturally, there was no reward at all.

"What's the thing? I've been working on it for a long time and it's still a broken product!" Qian Yang was disappointed. He couldn't figure out what this thing was, but even if it was an immortal weapon, it would be useless if it couldn't be used!

After stuffing the plate into the bracelet, Qian Yang began to study the small stone, which was much easier this time. As soon as his spiritual power entered the stone, a light curtain was reflected on the wall out of thin air.

"Oh? Photo Stone!" Qian Yang has never seen such a high-end thing, but he has seen it in the book. This photo Stone is a magic weapon specially used to record sounds and images.

It is definitely a great thing to appear in the hammer. Not to mention the value of the stone itself, I believe that the things recorded in the single can definitely solve Qian Yang's doubts.

Qian Yang didn't dare to show his energy, and stared at the light curtain on the wall quietly. After a burst of snowflakes with his eyes scattered, a thin old man with a heavy face appeared on the light curtain.

The old man was thin but tall, with white hair and beard, meticulous care. His eyes were deeply engulfed, and the brilliance in his eyes was breathtaking. Qian Yang could indeed see from the light curtain that this person's life expectancy had arrived and his life was not long. However, he could not see any unwillingness or helplessness from the old man, especially his eyes that were directly through the heart, only the glory of being a cultivator.

The old man said nothing for a long time, as if he imagined the person who saw this shadow stone in his mind, and seemed to be completely immersed in his own world. Under the cover of his calm expression, it could still be seen that his mood was still turbulent.

After a while, the old man Zhan Yan smiled and looked straight into Qian Yang's eyes. His gentle words revealed unquestionable: "Do you want to hear my story?"
Chapter completed!