Chapter 12: The Soul of the Instrument
Mu Tianxiang, who returned to the room and lay on the bed, couldn't sleep for a long time, and what had happened in the past few days was constantly lingering in front of him like a marquee. In general, there are gains and losses. Obtained a huge wealth and opportunity, although it is temporarily unavailable, but as long as you don't die, you will always have a chance to use it in the future. The soul power has also been unexpectedly improved, and although the road to cultivation is still rugged and bumpy, there is always hope. There are also some losses, and I always think that after my own efforts, some changes will occur in my life path. But in the end, I still had to return to the army, there was no way out, if there was another better choice, Mu Tianxiang didn't want to return to the army, and it was just a city lord's private army, such a city lord on this continent is like a carp crossing the river I don't know how many, the clouds rise and fall, and there are a few that can survive forever, there are too many uncertain factors on the road in the future, I don't know how far I can go......
Thoughts are like a tidal wave, and they can't be calmed down for a long time. Mu Tianxiang sat up and simply stopped thinking about it. Sit cross-legged for a while, and when your mind is calm, you can start practicing.
The vitality of heaven and earth penetrates into the body through the limbs and the pores around the body. After the refinement, filtration, and compression of the exercises, it is slowly integrated into the dantian, and finally flows into the meridians. Nourishing and expanding the meridians, under the impact of the Yuan Qi, the barrier between the Sixth Order and the Seventh Order, which had already thinned, slowly began to crack and shatter, and finally the Yuan Qi rushed into the Yellow Level and the Seventh Order like a surging river.
After a long time, Mu Tianxiang opened his eyes and felt refreshed, which broke through, and he thought that it would take several months to break through this big barrier. But after these few days of life and death struggles, and dangerous encounters, everything is so natural and natural. Finally the yellow level is high-level, and Mu Tianxiang can't help but be excited.
"The kid finally broke through. Suddenly, an old voice suddenly sounded in Mu Tianxiang's ears.
"Who, who are you?" was so startled that Mu Tianxiang stood up suddenly. Looking left and right blankly, the small room was seen through at a glance, but no figure was found.
"Haha, I'm in your bed," a burst of obscene laughter reached Mu Tianxiang's ears.
Mu Tianxiang looked nervously at the bed, there was nothing but the slope breaking knife.
"Don't look for it, I'm the Sacred and Invincible Canglong Sword!" said in a lewd voice.
Mu Tianxiang looked at the broken knife on the bed, surprised, but the nervous emotions slowly calmed down, the soul, Mu Tianxiang had heard others say in the army before, it was all a legendary existence, I heard that only after the casting master at the peak of the heavenly pole, and then after the long nourishment of the master of the heavenly pole, it is possible to produce the soul of the instrument. The divine soldiers with the soul are all legends of this world. The soul is actually the existence of another life form, and Mu Tianxiang, who is accustomed to all kinds of strange events, is not incomprehensible and acceptable. Mu Tianxiang originally felt that this knife was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so big.
"Cut, return the knife, I remember that the village chief used you to chop firewood for thirty years, and I didn't see you fart. Mu Tianxiang pursed his lips and said.
"What does that old man know, using me to chop wood is simply a tyrannical thing, and a great crime. The obscene voice shouted maniacly.
"You're nothing special except for sharpness, just right for chopping wood. Mu Tianxiang put aside the single knife and sat on the bed and said. This kind of divine weapon is of no use to Mu Tianxiang, and Mu Tianxiang's small yellow-level monks can't exert the power of this kind of divine weapon at all. And Mu Tianxiang didn't expect that he could cultivate to the extreme of heaven, and if he could cultivate to the Xuan level, he would be amitofu, this kind of divine soldier in Mu Tianxiang's hands was only left to cause trouble, and there was no benefit, this self-knowledge and consciousness Mu Tianxiang still has.
"If I hadn't hurt my body, how could I have fallen into the hands of you trash. The obscene voice said indignantly.
"I'm still injured, it's hard to recover, right?" Mu Tianxiang said with disdain.
"Actually, it's not difficult, as long as I absorb more ground-level masters, of course, it is best to be the essence blood of Tianji masters, and after another hundred and eighty years of cultivation, I can restore the former divine wind. Said in an obscene voice.
"You can pull it, and you are a genius master. I'm just a yellow-level trash, how can I find those essence blood for you, could it be that I met a Tianji master and said, I'll suck some essence blood from you, don't resist, do you think it's possible?" Mu Tianxiang sneered.
"Young man, don't give up, as long as you work hard, under my guidance, you will soon cultivate to the extreme of heaven. The lewd voice seduced.
"My meridians and root bones are the quality of the highest grade, but my soul is not in the grade, you can let me cultivate to the extreme of heaven. Mu Tianxiang asked.
"God, you descend to the divine thunder and kill me, why are you so rubbish, God can't help it," there was silence for a while, and the extremely obscene voice shouted indignantly.
"If you don't have that ability, don't brag, there is a way to help me cultivate to the extreme of heaven. Mu Tianxiang snorted coldly, with his own conditions and understanding of this world, Mu Tianxiang never expected that he could cultivate to the heavenly level. Mu Tianxiang just wants to cultivate to the Xuan level, live to be 200 years old peacefully, and not live a lifetime in vain. There is no such thing as high hope.
"I didn't expect you to be such a piece of garbage. The obscene voice also became low.
"Otherwise, I'll throw you on the side of the road or into a deep valley to see if anyone is destined to find you and give you a glorious future. However, I estimate that with your appearance, the biggest possibility is that you will be a chopping wood, and there is also a possibility that no one will find you and let you rot in the valley. Also called me garbage. Mu Tianxiang scoffed. To be honest, this level of treasure was not at all attractive to Mu Tianxiang. Because I know that even if I am poor, I will not be able to use it in my life.
"Hmph," Shan Dao snorted coldly and did not speak.
"It's just that fortunately you were discovered by a knowledgeable master, do you say that he will spend a lot of resources to repair and nourish you, or will he directly obliterate you and reforge you?" Mu Tianxiang continued to strike.
The actual situation is like this, a broken divine weapon is rarely repaired by a lot of resources and time, that is, it is repaired, the machine spirit is not nourished by itself since childhood, and loyalty is also a big problem, because a mature instrument soul often has its own spiritual intelligence. Therefore, it is better to directly wipe out the instrument soul, extract the materials of the divine weapon and reforge it, and slowly nourish the new instrument spirit by yourself.
The knife is silent. It knows these things itself, after all, it has opened its mind.
"Is there any other way to repair you, if you can only recover by absorbing the master's essence blood, then don't think about it as soon as possible, there is no hope in this life. "If there is a chance, Mu Tianxiang still wants to help him as much as possible, after all, he has been with him for so many years, and he has saved his life several times. Without this sharp single knife, Mu Tianxiang would have died on the battlefield.
"That's the only stupid way, you find some refining materials, of course, high-grade materials. I absorb it slowly and recover. The obscene voice sighed.
"This is more reliable, although I don't have it now, but I will find it for you when I have a chance in the future, it's better than borrowing someone else's blood. Mu Tianxiang comforted the single knife.
"Hmm," the lewd voice replied sluggishly.
"Then what will I call you in the future. Your name is too long, I can't remember, isn't the name, isn't it just a code name, it's simpler. Mu Tianxiang added.
"I don't have such a mighty name, how can I be worthy of my identity. "Single-knife protested.
"Forget it, what about your identity, isn't it just a broken knife. In the future, you will call it a woodcutter, a watermelon knife or a dragon knife, you can choose one. Mu Tianxiang said casually.
In the end, under Mu Tianxiang's obscenity, the extremely obscene voice chose the title of Dragon Knife.
"That's it, how good the dragon knife is, simple and easy to remember, and mighty. Mu Tianxiang said.
"Dragon Knife, remember, don't make a sound when there are many people in the future, lest you be discovered by someone with a heart, and I won't be able to protect ......you at that time," Mu Tianxiang said uneasily.
He talked intermittently with the dragon knife for a long time, and the sky slowly brightened.
"Bang bang......" There was a knock on the door. Mu Tianxiang stopped talking to Dragon Dao. When I opened the door, I saw a haggard proprietress wearing a dark dress to cover her graceful figure, pulling a seven or eight-year-old boy to stand at the door.
"I've decided, come with you," the proprietress whispered.
"That is, for the safety of the children, we should get out of here as soon as possible. Mu Tianxiang comforted the proprietress .
"This is my son and Hu Kui, called Hu Bing," the proprietress pointed to the little boy beside her, Hu Bing seemed to know the matter, and looked at Mu Tianxiang nervously.
"It's okay, with my brother here, no one can bully you. Mu Tianxiang touched Hu Bing's head and said.
"I'm leaving, what should I do with the inn, this is all my hard work, I can't throw it away in vain, and Hu Bing still needs to cultivate in the future, and it will take a lot of money." The proprietress said distressedly.
"The inn can't be sold directly, firstly, time does not allow, and secondly, once someone with a heart can see something, it will be very troublesome. "I'll figure it out.
Negotiate with the hostess about the details and the price at which the inn wishes to sell. Mu Tianxiang came to the trading market in Qingshan Town. found the young master of Duobao Zhai, because on the way I knew that Duobao Zhai wanted to have a foothold in Qingshan Town, but there was no suitable place. Mu Tianxiang roughly explained the reason to the young master of Duobao Zhai. Qi Lihong, the young master of Duobao Zhai, was also emotional. The two sides quickly finalized the transaction price of 30,000 gold coins, and retained all the guys' conditions to sell the inn.
When I arrived in the town, the relevant handover procedures were completed, and a day passed.
The next day, Mu Tianxiang took the proprietress and Hu Bing to meet with the young master of Shangguan, Mu Tianxiang took a general look, the recruitment result was not very ideal, there were only more than 20 people, and the general age was too old.
After the two sides converged, the young master of Shangguan did not have any opinion on Mu Tianxiang bringing two more people, and Mu Tianxiang did not bother to explain. Gather all the people to get into the exclusive carriage of Shangguan City and set off.