Nonsense! Master is not my wife.

Shan Yefang took the elder's token, glanced at it, and handed it back, saying with a smile, "It was interrupted by the battle with Junior Sister Yingqiu yesterday, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yin You was a little embarrassed and asked, "How did Junior Brother Shan know?"

Shan Yefang blinked playfully, "Although I was on duty yesterday and didn't go to watch the fight, I heard other sisters and brothers talk about the wonderful duel between Uncle Yin and Sister Yingqiu on the Golden Sword Fighting Arena."

At this point, she bowed to Yin You again and said, "Come to think of it, I haven't congratulated Uncle Yin on his success in breaking the mirror yet."

Yin You thanked him.

After the chat, Shan Yefang took Yin You on the teleportation platform to the eighth floor where the refining room was located.

On the way, Yin You asked curiously, "Junior Brother Shan, who is the elder on duty these days?"

Shan Yefang replied: "Elder Tao Zhilan Tao."

Yin You nodded to show that he understood.

Shan Yefang brought Yin You to the door of Class A No. 5 Refining Room, pressed the communication button, and said, "Elder Tao, Uncle Yin brought the elder token and wants to see you for something."

After a while, the door opened and a tall, somewhat slovenly female cultivator walked out.

She has very eye-catching long red hair. Because her hair is disheveled, it looks like a burning flame, which is particularly eye-catching.

Her face was elegant and refined, but she had dark circles under her eyes and looked listless.

Although she was wearing a patched coarse robe, her hot figure could still be vaguely seen underneath.

It was Tao Zhilan, the seventh-rank weapon refiner of Xuelingxu.

He is also the elder on duty at Cangbing Pavilion this quarter.

"Hello, Elder Tao."

Yin You and Shan Yefang both bowed.

Tao Zhilan nodded slightly, looked at Yin You, and asked directly: "Junior Brother Yin, what's the matter?"

Although there is a big age gap between her and Yin You, in terms of seniority, they are of the same generation.

However, according to the rules of Xuelingxu, if someone holds the position of elder, everyone can be called elder regardless of their seniority.

Yin You explained his plan to choose a sword-type spiritual weapon.

Tao Zhilan pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's a coincidence. I just forged a few sword spirit weapons recently. Junior Brother Yin, please come and take a look first."

Shan Yefang said goodbye first because she had to go back to work, and Yin You followed Tao Zhilan into the training room.

After closing the door, Tao Zhilan took out five sword-like spiritual weapons from her storage ring, explained them to Yin You one by one, and asked:

"Which one do you want, brother?"

Yin You looked at the five sword-like spiritual weapons floating in front of him and felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing him like this, Tao Zhilan patted her head and said, "What kind of sword spirit weapon do you want, Junior Brother? You can tell me and I will help you choose."

Yin You looked at Tao Zhilan with gratitude, thought for a while, and told Tao Zhilan his idea.

Tao Zhilan thought about it, and with a thought, one of the spiritual weapons came into her hands.

"This sword is called Qinglong. It is two feet and seven inches long. It is made of seventeen kinds of precious minerals such as black iron and secret gold. It is extremely sharp and can easily cut gold and iron. It is the pinnacle of the seven-turn spiritual weapons."

As she spoke, she loosened her hand, and the spiritual weapon floated in front of Yin You.

At Tao Zhilan's signal, Yin You reached out and grasped the scabbard, and with his other hand, he grasped the hilt and pulled it slightly.

Swish!

The slender sword, which was silver-white and emitting a faint cold glow, flew out of its sheath.

Yin You swung the sword casually at first. The sword was neither heavy nor light, just right for him.

Then he injected spiritual power and found that the flow of spiritual power was very smooth without any blockage.

Looking at Yin You's happy and satisfied expression, Tao Zhilan smiled slightly.

"That's it?"

Yin You nodded quickly: "Yeah!"

Chapter 4: Master Feeds the Sword

After registering with Shan Yefang, the disciple on duty, Yin You left the Weapon Storage Pavilion.

Then he went to the Wanfa Hall and selected a few sword techniques based on the recommendations of the disciples on duty, and flew back to this secluded peak.

After arriving at this secluded peak, Yin You put away his flying spiritual weapon as usual and started walking.

Seeing the black robe in front of the cave entrance from afar, Yin You felt warm in his heart.

Swish!

Yin Ci appeared beside him.

"Master."

After Yin You performed the ceremony, he took out the elder token and presented it with both hands.

After Yin Ci took the elder token from him, he held his hand, used the "shrinking the earth" technique, and the two returned to the cave together.

Yin Ci took off her hood, gently shook her snow-white hair, and looked at Yin You with her gorgeous and mysterious eyes: "Is it going well?"

Yin You nodded, took out the Qinglong Sword and several books on swordsmanship from the storage ring, and handed them to his master for review.

After Yin Ci glanced through a few books on swordsmanship, he picked up the Qinglong Sword, suddenly exclaimed in surprise, pulled out the sword, looked at it carefully for a few times, and asked curiously:

"Which elder forged this?"

Yin You replied, "Elder Tao Zhilan."

Peach orchid?

The image of the slovenly red-haired woman emerged in Yin Ci's mind.

Well, I heard some time ago that she accidentally entered the mysterious realm of harmony between man and nature, and by learning from nature, she forged a sword-like spiritual weapon with extremely high qualifications.

The sword-like magical weapon in the legend must be the Qinglong Sword in my hand, right?

But why?

I have no friendship with her, and my relationship with her master is not very good. Why would she sell this extremely precious sword-type spiritual weapon to You'er?

Yin Ci’s eyes were deep.

"Master?"

Seeing that Yin Ci seemed to be in a daze, Yin You called out softly.

Yin Ci came back to his senses and asked softly, "You'er, how much contribution did Elder Tao take from you for this Qinglong Sword?"

Although Yin You was a little confused, he still said, "It cost a total of 120,000 contribution points."

Seeing Yin Ci's slender eyebrows slightly wrinkled, Yin You asked nervously: "Master, is it too much?"

Yin Ci shook his head: "No, it's too cheap."

It is difficult to earn contribution points for the sect in Xuelingxu. For example, disciples on duty in the Weapon Storage Pavilion and the Hall of All Laws only earn 500 contribution points a month.

But for the elders, it is much easier to obtain contribution points, especially for those elders who are proficient in refining equipment, refining pills, and refining formations.

Therefore, one hundred and twenty thousand contribution points is not too much, it can only be said to be the price of an ordinary seventh-level spiritual weapon.

But the Qinglong Sword clearly exceeds the scope of the seventh-level spiritual weapon and has great potential.

After thinking for a moment, Yin Ci chuckled and said, "Well, Master owes her a favor."

Yin Ci returned the Qinglong Sword to Yin You. He smiled gently and said, "Let's go eat first."

It turned out that she had already prepared lunch and was waiting for Yin You to come back to eat.

Yin You cheered and ran to the yard.

Yin Ci looked at his disciple's back with gentle eyes and followed slowly.

……

A few days later.

Behind this secluded cave, there is a pleasant open space, surrounded by green bamboo and peach trees.

When the breeze blows, the green bamboo sways and the peach petals dance, it is a very beautiful sight.

At this time, Yin Ci was standing on the grass.

She looked serene, her eyes slightly closed, letting her long snow-white hair, like a waterfall, fly in the wind.

Dressed in white and holding a long sword.

Opposite her.

Yin You held his breath and concentrated, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and bent his body slightly.

Sudden.

He drew his sword and rushed forward, running towards Yin Ci at an extremely fast speed.

When he was about to meet Yin Ci, Yin Ci opened his eyes.

Clang!

The two swords collided and sparks flew.

Yin Cixue started to develop.

The tip of Qingtaki's sword stopped in front of her, but could not get any closer.

Yin You was not surprised at all. He swung out one sword after another, and the sword force was as continuous as the breeze and drizzle.

Yin Ci looked relaxed, with one hand behind his back and the other holding the sword. He seemed to be waving the sword casually, but he was able to block Yin You's attack just right every time.

Master's swordsmanship is still so unfathomable.

Yin You thought to himself.

Apart from his daily meditation practice, he spent the rest of his time practicing swordsmanship and magical spells.

As the time for the opening of the Snow Moon Questioning Realm was getting closer, Yin You also felt a little pressured. He felt that working in isolation was not a solution, so he planned to go to the Golden Sword Fighting Arena to have a competition with a fellow apprentice and test the results of his practice in the past few days.

But after talking to his master, his master decided to help him test the sword himself.

Yin You naturally agreed happily.

And then it was like this.

Yin You did not give up his full effort just because of sword practice. Instead, he put his whole mind into it and swung each sword strike seriously.

With each swing of the sword, Yin You's spiritual energy was constantly being consumed.

His sword moves began to become increasingly chaotic.

Clang!

After the two swords collided again, Yin Ci put away his sword and stood up, saying: "You'er, rest first..."

"Bah!"

However, Yin You still swung his sword subconsciously. Seeing that his master suddenly stopped, he had no time to retract the sword and could only forcibly convert his spiritual energy. The tip of the sword happened to pass across Yin Ci's chest.

In an instant, a touch of white appeared, which was even more dazzling than the white clothes on his body.

But in a moment, the whiteness was hidden again.

Yin Ci blushed slightly and looked at Yin You.

"puff."

On the other side, Yin You’s forced breathing caused a backflow of spiritual energy, which damaged his spiritual veins and caused him to suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

He supported himself on the ground with his hands, his face was pale and his mind was already blurred.

Perhaps it was because of his severe injuries and exhaustion, after holding on for a while, he lost consciousness and fell forward.