Chapter 1590

The nine small spheres were of different sizes. The big ones were like chicken eggs, and the small ones were like pearls. They were all oval in shape, and their surfaces were bumpy. When Xiao Hua held the nine small spheres in his hand, he discovered that there were small cracks on each sphere, and some of the cracks even went deep into the center of the sphere!

When Xiao Hua's divine sense swept across these spheres, a strange fluctuation of spiritual power came from them!

"This … this is a sword pill??" Xiao Hua suddenly remembered the sword cultivator from the Huan Country that Wu Xian had just mentioned.

Didn't that sword cultivator nurture a sword pill in his dantian, and from that sword pill, a flying sword was born? With a flying sword, he could block thousands of magic treasures and move unhindered between heaven and earth?

For some reason, when Wu Xian had mentioned sword cultivators, Xiao Hua had a kind of longing in his heart, a kind of longing to fly on a sword. It seemed that he liked flying swords from the bottom of his heart!

And now, when he saw the sword pill and discovered that the spiritual power fluctuations in the nine sword pills were connected to each other, it was obviously a complete set of sword pills. He couldn't help but feel like he had seen something he loved and had a desire to take it for himself.

"But … this sword pill … I don't know how to nurture it, nor do I know how to control a sword?"

Xiao Hua thought and waved his hand regretfully, and the sword pill floating in the air fell into the small bucket.

After putting down the sword pill, Xiao Hua looked at the other fragments of magic treasures. Unfortunately, no matter what the shape of the fragments was or how strong the spiritual power fluctuations were, in Xiao Hua's eyes, they were all ignored!

"Sigh ~" Xiao Hua sighed and unconsciously looked back at the sword pill in the small bucket.

At this moment, Xiao Hua kicked something. That thing was extremely heavy, and when Xiao Hua kicked it, he actually staggered.

"Damn it!" Xiao Hua looked down and saw a pair of pitch-black hammers under the table!

They were placed in a pile of junk!

He scanned with his divine sense and found that there were no spiritual power fluctuations. "Demonic tools!"

Xiao Hua was overjoyed. Just as he was about to lower his head to look, his heart stirred. His eyes turned, and he straightened his body. He picked up a palm-sized disk from the table beside him and carefully examined it. After a while, Xiao Hua leisurely walked around this table and went to the other tables.

Only after Xiao Hua had more or less finished looking through the fragments in the room did he return to the main hall. However, after looking at the sword pellet and looking at these magic tools again, they were almost all trash!

He was not interested at all.

"Forget it, forget it!"

Xiao Hua gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked to the front of the sword pellet. He extended his hand, picked up the small bucket, and turned around to leave the hall!

Outside the hall, in front of an oval mirror, Zhen Ming was watching with interest. Next to him … Helplessness's face was ashen. He couldn't help but curse, "This … this little brat is biting off more than he can chew!"

"Pfft ~" When Zhen Ting heard that, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. He wiped his hand and the mirror disappeared. He smiled and said, "Senior Brother Helplessness, your disciple … has good taste!"

"Hmph ~" He helplessly flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave. Coincidentally, Xiao Hua came out from the palace and said in surprise, "Master … you've returned so quickly?

Come, take a look. Is this thing … "

"There's no need to look. That thing is a sword pellet.

Damn it, why did I talk to you about sword cultivation just now?

Let's not talk about how this thing needs to be nurtured from the first layer of Aura Refining first. Only then can a sword cultivator's heart and mind be connected and achieve the final unity of body and sword. Let's talk about nurturing, where did you get the sword cultivation method to practice this sword pellet? "

Helplessness stopped and said coldly, "Moreover, these nine sword pellets of yours seem to be a set of sword formations. You … even if you're an Aurous Core cultivator now, I'm afraid you won't be able to control them freely, right?

Hurry up, take advantage of the fact that you haven't left the hall and quickly go back and change them for me! "

"Ah???

Master … "Xiao Hua held the small bucket in his hand and was stunned on the spot.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Helplessness, your disciple has already left the treasury. You can't go back on the chosen magic tool!"

As Zhen Ming said that, he formed a seal with his hands. The dual-colored light under Xiao Hua's feet disappeared, and the monster's head above the palace door also slowly disappeared, revealing an ordinary palace door!

"Hmph ~" Helplessness coldly snorted. His body floated up and flew outside like lightning.

Behind him, Zhen Ming chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Helplessness, this Thunder Hall forbids flying!"

Seeing Helplessness fly away, Xiao Hua's face had an indescribable expression. He walked in front of Zhen Ming and smiled apologetically, "Martial Uncle, disciple … hasn't come down from the stairs yet?"

Zhen Ming handed over the storage bag in his hand and said with a smile, "Didn't this old man say that everything depends on fate?

Maybe you have fate with this set of sword pellets? "

"But … disciple doesn't have a cultivation method!" Xiao Hua smiled bitterly.

"Then this old man wants to help, but is unable to."

Zhen Ming spread his hands and said, "Maybe in the future, you can go to Huan Country and see if you can obtain their sword technique!"

"Ah, okay ~" Xiao Hua helplessly took the storage bag and said, "Then disciple … can only take this set of sword pellets!"

As he said that, Xiao Hua was about to put the small bucket into the storage bag.

"Hehe, you can take that sword pellet, but why take out this small bucket as well?" Zhen Ming pointed at the small bucket holding the sword pellet and said with a smile.

"Oh?

This small bucket … "Xiao Hua stared blankly. He always thought that this small bucket was together with the sword pellet!

Thus, he grinned and said, "You actually took too much. Martial Uncle, open the hall door again and disciple will return this small bucket!"

"Hahaha ~" Zhen Ming laughed loudly. "You wish. How can the treasury let you enter as you wish?"

"Then …" Xiao Hua scratched his head and smiled apologetically. "Then this junior will take the sword pellet. I'll have to trouble Martial Uncle to send this small bucket to the treasury!"

"Forget it, forget it!"

Zhen Ming waved his hand. "You took a useless sword pellet, and your master blew his beard and glared at you. Who knows how he's cursing this old man in his heart? This small bucket can be considered a gift to you!"

"It can't be???" Xiao Hua was delighted, but then his face turned bitter!

Of course, since this small bucket could be taken away by him, then … was there any need to say the value of this sword pellet?

No wonder he had no choice but to leave in a huff.

Xiao Hua resolutely handed over the small bucket, yes, the bucket and the sword pellet, and said very righteously, "Martial Uncle, how can this junior take advantage of the treasury?

Why don't you take it back? "

"Let's go!"

Zhen Ming ignored him and turned to leave. As he walked, he said, "This item has been in the treasury for thousands of years. No one has ever taken a good look at it. You have fate with them, so you should take it!"

"Damn it!

I thought this artifact fragment was something good! "This was the only thought in Xiao Hua's mind as he followed Zhen Ming out of the hall.

Outside the hall, of course, Helpless had already disappeared. Xiao Hua had no choice but to fly back to the Myriad Thunder Valley.

As if he had already received the news, Xiang Yang also had a strange expression on his face as he greeted Xiao Hua.

When Xiao Hua saw Xiang Yang, he asked in a low voice, "Where's Master?"

"He went back to his residence and didn't come out. Just now, he said that Master's wife told me to come out and pick you up!"

Xiang Yang also said in a low voice. "It seems like Master is really angry. He said that he wants me to go to the Lightning Hall to take your two artifacts a month later. He doesn't want to see you anymore!"

"No way!" Xiao Hua was unhappy.

"Let's go back to the residence first!"

Xiang Yang brought Xiao Hua back to his residence. Yan Qinglian brought the spirit fruit over and looked at Xiao Hua. She said seriously, "Little Junior Brother, this is your fault!"

Xiao Hua's heart trembled. He bowed and said, "Senior Sister, please teach me!"

"Ai, didn't you see that Master has been reminding you?

Our cultivation is about concentration. Don't be confused by the many spells and abilities. Cultivation is the most important thing!

Little Junior Brother, have you never heard of the phrase 'only one of the three thousand paths of the Dao is enough'? "

Xiao Hua shook his head. "I don't know!"

"Qinglian, Little Junior Brother is a wandering cultivator. In the past, he was afraid that he didn't have enough techniques and spells. How could he know so much?" Xiang Yang reminded.

"Ai, no wonder!"

Yan Qinglian said sympathetically. "This phrase means that there are three thousand paths of the same Dao. For us, only one path is enough. Don't covet a second path!"

Xiao Hua nodded.

"Little Junior Brother practiced three types of techniques when he was in the Qi Refinement stage. Now, relying on the Concealed Fire Physique, he directly rushed to the beginning of the twelfth layer of the Qi Refinement stage.

It's already very rare, but the most important thing is still to build your foundation. If you can't build your foundation, everything else is useless! "

Yan Qinglian explained, "Master asked your Eldest Senior Brother to guide you more because he wanted you to learn from his lesson. Focus on cultivation and don't be unfocused.

The Feather Immortal Gathering this time is a good opportunity for you to exchange ideas. You can choose a suitable magic tool. On one hand, you can show your face at the Feather Immortal Gathering. On the other hand, it's beneficial for the control and growth of your spiritual sense. More importantly, it'll increase your chances of building your foundation! "

"However, you just had to take a sword cultivator's sword pill!

That thing is indeed very powerful, but our Thunder Control Sect doesn't have the corresponding sword controlling technique. Aren't you missing a magic tool for no reason? "

Xiang Yang continued, "That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that you'll have something in your heart after taking this sword pill. In the future, you might come across some sword controlling technique and want to practice flying swords!

Sword cultivators are naturally different from our Dao Sect. If you divide your energy to practice flying swords, won't you delay your own cultivation? "

"This …" Xiao Hua faintly felt that these words might not be true, but it sounded like everything was taken into account. That's right, but he couldn't bear to throw away the sword pill!

He could only murmur, "Martial Uncle Zhen from the Treasure Pavilion won't let me return it. Then … I'll take it first …?"

Yan Qinglian looked at Xiang Yang, and Xiang Yang could only nod. "Then take it first!

But don't practice it! "

"Yes, I know!" Xiao Hua nodded.

Then, for dozens of days, Xiao Hua stayed in Xiang Yang's cave and practiced the basic magic of the Thunder Control Sect with Xiang Yang. Their master had no choice but to not show up again!

(To be continued.

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