"Hmm!" Yang Xiao nodded.

The next moment, he began to digest the key to the doppelganger with full concentration, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt a little speechless.

According to his previous understanding, the condensation of the clone can be described as extremely dangerous.

It's like an earthworm can become two with one knife in the waist. If you are not careful, even the powerhouses of the Tianhou Realm may fall.

But this method of the ancestor is not like that.

Even watched it for a long time, it seems that this has nothing to do with the doppelganger technique!

Because, it seems that this is another big bloodletting for him!

The first time he fell into the abyss, he once had a bloodletting.

It's just that that time he was curing the dark disease of his bloodline.

At the same time, he also used his own blood to compound the sword of the slashing god.

But why, this time there will be another bloodletting?

As if seeing Yang Xiao's confusion, the ancestor hurriedly said: "Okay, just do what I say! Anyway, I won't lie to you." Because it won't do me any good to lie to you!"

"This ......" Yang Xiao hesitated for a while, and finally decided to believe him.

Just look at him and say to his cheeks: "Senior, can you borrow the sword shop again?"

"Of course you can!" Luo Hu smiled, as if he was not surprised at all by Yang Xiao's proposal to borrow the sword workshop, which made Yang Xiao a little surprised.

Soon, the three of them came to the sword workshop.

Yang Xiao came to the sword pool and put the sword into the pool.

"Old thing, is it really okay?" he asked again, uneasy.

"Don't worry, when have my words been unreliable?" said the old ancestor.

"Okay!" Yang Xiao gritted his teeth.

Then, I saw him clenching his fist at his beard: "Senior, please protect me!"

"Well said!" Beard smiled, "You can just do it with peace of mind!"

After that, he and the woman retreated more than ten steps and guarded Yang Xiao in the distance.

"Heh, is this old thing finally coming out?" the woman chuckled.

"Yes, it's hard to be sorry for the old urchin!" said the beard, touching his beard.

"Uh, old thing, old naughty boy?" Yang Xiao frowned when he heard this.

But as soon as he was about to ask more, the ancestor scolded: "Hurry up and work, don't grind!"

Yang Xiao didn't say much to him, and took a closer look at the ancestor's method, and scolded the other party 100,000 times in his heart.

Then, it was up to him to put his wrist on the blade of the Excalibur and slash hard.

In an instant, gurgling blood flowed from Yang Xiao's wrist into the sword pool.

After a while, Yang Xiao felt a sense of dizziness due to excessive blood loss.

He didn't dare to slack off, and directly swallowed the Creation Pill into his stomach.

It is worthy of being the supreme holy medicine, it can be rebuilt with a broken arm, and the pill enters the stomach, Yang Xiao suddenly felt a strong vitality germinating in his body. The dizziness disappeared suddenly.

At this moment, he looked into the pool and saw that the sword of the slashing god was frantically devouring his own blood.

Previously, it had devoured the power of the Peerless Sea, and its rank had reached the extreme of a mid-grade saint soldier.

At this moment, just the scene of a hundred breaths, just looking at a dazzling light, the grade of the entire battle sword immediately broke through the shackles and reached the top-grade holy soldier.

Moreover, with the continuous absorption of Yang Xiao's blood, the grade of this sword is still improving.

A quarter of an hour later, another ray of light shone brightly, and the rank of the Divine Sword directly broke through the shackles and reached the realm of a peerless holy soldier.

In another quarter of an hour, the rank of the Excalibur reached the extreme of a peerless holy soldier.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao seemed to feel that from the slashing sword, there was a fluctuation of power.

It's just that this force is different from the ordinary, but a new life force.

It's as if in this holy sword, a new life is being born.

"Sword Spirit!" Yang Xiao's eyes lit up.

He had naturally heard that any weapon that reached a certain level would have a machine spirit.

It's just that the general instrument spirit requires the owner of the weapon to reach a very high realm and use his own strength to continuously conceive and nurture before it can be formed. Without hundreds of years of work, it would not have been possible.

And himself, now that he has only owned this sword for a year, how can he give birth to a sword spirit?

"Do you mean...... There was originally a sword spirit in this sword, but after getting my blood, he was revived?" a thought flashed through Yang Xiao's mind.

"Hehe, smart!" At this time, the voice of the ancestor came from his ears.

"Old thing, okay!" Yang Xiao shouted angrily.

Although the medicinal effect of the Creation Pill is extremely good, at this moment, the medicinal power has also dissipated ninety percent of it.

If he continued to bleed, Yang Xiao couldn't stand it.

"It's almost there, just ten more breaths!" said Old Ancestor.

"Well, good!" Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and didn't say much.

Ten breaths later, the effect of the medicine was finally exhausted, and a strong feeling of dizziness hit again.

At this time, Yang Xiao suddenly felt something beating in the center of his eyebrows.

The next moment, with a "whoosh", a ray of light flew out of his eyebrows, and then directly submerged into the sword of the slashing god.

Of course, Yang Xiao couldn't support it at this moment, and the Venus in front of him was all over the place.

In his drowsiness, he felt a large strong hand supporting him, and it must have been the beard.

"Senior......" Yang Xiao said in a low voice.

"Rest, I'll take care of the rest!" said the bearded man.

Yang Xiao nodded, closed his eyes and recuperated.

I don't know how long it took, but a familiar and sassy voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Haha! After so many years, old man, I finally have a body of my own!"

"Huh?" Yang Xiao shook his head, thinking he was dreaming.

Because, this voice clearly comes from the ancestor.

However, this time, the voice did not sound directly in his head, but as if it sounded in his ears.

"What's the situation?" Yang Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, he couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of him.

In front of him, there was a "young man" who looked the same as himself.

And now, the young man was there dancing and dancing.

What is even more shocking is that such a young body has an incomparably old voice. How do people look at it and feel awkward.

Yang Xiao stared at this scene for a long time, and still couldn't believe it was true.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, it didn't change at all, it was true!

At this time, I saw that the beard came to the "Yang Xiao", and said happily: "Hehe, it's really good!

"Haha, of course! This feels great!" I heard "Yang Xiao" say in an old-fashioned manner.

Yang Xiao tried to restrain his emotions and asked, "Old thing, this is what you call a doppelganger?"

"Yes, how is it? Is it exactly like you?" said the old ancestor with a smirk.

"Heh, it's exactly the same!" Yang Xiao shrugged helplessly and said, "Since I have already done what you asked, shouldn't some things be made clear?"

(End of chapter)