Chapter 11 Sword Title 'Yingqi'

Zhang Jianqi was still cultivating in the house, and when he heard Ai Ri calling out to him outside, he got up and went out. asked the reason, and followed Ai Ri to Haori's residence.

When I got to the house, I saw Haori's closed mouth, and my heart trembled, this is another mistake. Whenever you don't talk much, you're going to make a mess. When I looked around the house, I didn't see a sword, so I was even more sure of what I thought.

"It's okay, just say it. I can accept any situation, the sword is not cast?" Zhang Jianqi broke the silence, and Ai Ri looked left and right.

Haori smiled, quickly got up and pulled Zhang Jianqi to sit down.

"No, no, Brother Zhang sits first and sits first, drink saliva"

"It's okay, I can take it. Zhang Jianqi was completely hopeless, but he also sat down.

"It's not that bad, you still have to believe in your brother. It's just, it's just ...... "Haori wants to talk and stop" Alas, you can see for yourself. ”

Then, Haori got up and picked up a long object wrapped in animal skin from the bed and handed it to Zhang Jianqi.

Zhang Jianqi opened the animal skin, dumbfounded, and looked at the 'sword' in his hand!

The reason why it can still be called a sword is that this artifact is really in the shape of a sword, but it is 108,000 miles away from his own painting. The sword body is a little uneven, the edge is not out, and the blade cannot be opened. Fortunately, the sword body and the hilt can still be separated, otherwise it would really be like a blackened burning stick.

Before Zhang Jianqi could speak, Ai Ri said, "Master Wizard, what are you doing with a burning stick, what about the sword?"

After hearing this, Rao is Haori is thick-skinned and can't hang it up. Kicked Ai Ri lightly and blasted him out, and Ai Ri walked out of the room step by step.

"This is the sword you forged for me?" Zhang Jianqi was really shocked.

Haori refilled Zhang Jianqi with a glass of water.

"Brother Zhang, this is really my best ability, you see that I have lost a lot of weight" After speaking, he stood up and turned around, "It's just that this piece of dark iron is extremely hard, I originally wanted to cut off a piece of private storage, but I just couldn't cut it." I'm still distressed, so I'm going to make you a sword."

As he spoke, Haori drank the water he poured for Zhang Jianqi.

"I've really exhausted all my life's learning, and I've picked the best sword-forging tools, all of which have broken up so many of my ancestral bone and stone tools. You know, my tools, even against the arrow metal, are no problem. But this piece of dark iron, with all my strength, can only be cast into this shape. If you want to refine the blade, there is really no way. I can't even knock the sword flat if I want to!"

After Zhang Jianqi heard this, he was silent for a long time, and Haori was silent.

At this time, the Visceral Sword Spirit spoke, "It was expected. This level of the Soul Heavenly Treasure must be something that cannot be refined by ordinary means, and it can rely on ordinary tools to forge its form, and the art of refining weapons is already very good. Don't worry, there will naturally be a way to refine it again in the future. It doesn't hurt now, although in your realm, close attacks are inevitable, but the most powerful thing in sword cultivation is not the sharpness of the sword, but the sword intent in your heart, and the sword qi on the sword. Even if it is a wooden sword, it can also take people's heads. ”

Listening to the words of the sword spirit, it makes sense, but it is more like comforting yourself.

But what else, I can only accept it, not to mention that it's not the first time, Zhang Jianqi's heart has already been tempered quite strong by Haori.

"That's it, you've worked hard too. Thank you!"

Hearing Zhang Jianqi say this, Hao Riru was amnesty, and laughed and said, "Good brother, give the sword a name." ”

Zhang Jianqi thought that this was a serious sentence, but looking at the pitch-black 'burning stick', it was really exhaustive.

"Otherwise, I'll call it the Black Dragon, how domineering!" Hao Ri said matter-of-factly.

Zhang Jianqi glanced at Haori and stared down at the sword. The mother doesn't think the son is ugly, maybe the longer it grows, the better it looks. With it, this sword is called "Yingqi".

Ying Qi Yingqi rose in response.

Born in response to the aura of heaven and earth, the avenue of heaven and earth is British.

Haori stood up, clapped his hands and said, "Good name, Yingqi, hard!"

Zhang Jianqi didn't hear it, and then held the hilt of the sword, pointed the sword and held it, and slashed the sword out. suddenly rose with sword qi and divided Haori's bed into two. Haori stared blankly at his bed, and then turned his head to settle accounts with Zhang Jianqi. Looking at it, Zhang Jianqi had already slipped away.

Haori scolded with a smile: "Yes, you won't even have meat to eat at the next banquet!"

Zhang Jianqi slipped out of Haori's house and was intercepted by Ai Ri, who was waiting outside.

"Brother Zhang, why are you in such a hurry, still holding the sorcerer's burning stick?" Ai Ri stared at the 'Yingqi' in Zhang Jianqi's hand, "And what was the voice in the room just now?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you wizards have collapsed the bed!" Zhang Jianqi laughed heartily, "Let's go, take you to sword practice!"

Ai Ri followed Zhang Jianqi with a smile and went to the river beach where Ai Ri took Zhang Jianqi before. Zhang Jianqi carried the sword, quite a bit of a young man's style.

Walking to the open space of the river beach, looking at the fine river water in early spring, picking up stones and hitting a few water floats that couldn't float, Ai Ri chased after Zhang Jianqi to play.

Zhang Jianqi held his breath and condensed, adjusted his breathing, felt the sword intent, and accumulated vitality.

Satisfied, God set out.

Breaking the bamboo six styles, went through smoothly. Zhang Jianqi had some things that I had forgotten, but I felt that the vitality around me was full of vitality, and once it circulated in my body, it swayed out with the sword. The feeling of flowing clouds made Zhang Jianqi very satisfied, and Ai Ri next to him also clapped his hands again and again.

And he didn't know that the sword spirit Xuantian in his heart was more anxious than himself. If you don't know the size of the sky, you don't understand the weight of the spirit. Zhang Jianqi became a monk halfway, and he didn't have a master to teach him to practice for more than ten years, so he naturally didn't know that the flow of water just now was a sign of success in learning swords.

More importantly, he could understand the sword intent. You must know that the sword spirit said before that he had sword intent in his heart, but he just hoped that he could achieve the sword form and intent in his heart, but he didn't expect Zhang Jianqi to really feel the sword intent of the sword from the chaotic vitality. It's rare, but it's significant.

When he reaches the realm of consummation of vitality in the future, if he is knotted, he will definitely be unimpeded, and he will definitely be able to become a pure sword cultivator. It is not impossible to form a Sandan directly.

Thinking of this, Xuantian was even happier: "Old man, good vision, is a good seedling." One day, let the old guy from Namu Shenzhou see what kind of road protection is he doing!"

Thousands of miles away, the old man guarding the tomb also laughed, as if he heard Xuantian's complaint, looked into the distance and said: "There are all kinds of causes and effects, all kinds of causes and effects." The avenue is vast, but the things of the sky are the big things of the day. If you don't want to, I'm helpless. Sword ruinsSword ruins, after all, are ruins. Above you and me, there are still people staring. The little guy is good, and we have our credit, but the qualifications are really beyond expectations. I'm afraid of what happens in the future."

"Hmph!" Xuantian replied.

After Zhang Jianqi finished practicing his sword, he walked to Ai Ri's side and sat down, and Ai Ri also sat down with him.

"Brother Zhang, what do you want to do in the future?" asked Ai Ri.

"Right now, I just want to help the tribe, and of course, help myself through this difficulty. If I'm lucky enough to get through, then I'll have to get out of the tribe. Because, I still have to find my father!" Zhang Jianqi looked into the distance, he was going to look for his father, but the floodgates of missing his father and mother in his heart opened, and since then he has been out of control. Finding his father and mother is his wish in this life.

"Then when the time comes, can I go out with you?"

Zhang Jianqi touched Ai Ri's head and said with a smile: "Of course, as long as your father agrees!"

Ai Ri smiled, and then swore with Zhang Jianqi.

then stood up and played his own boxing technique, laughing that he couldn't embarrass Zhang Daxia.

Zhang Jianqi looked at Ai Ri with a smile, and his life was more brilliant.