Chapter 597 – A Card

Mo Qingchou hurriedly took it, and his hand was extremely heavy: "It's so heavy." 」

His gaze showed shock and shock: "This is the Son's [Silent Night]?"

I saw Mo Qingchou caressing the blade of the knife, but he faintly felt the scorching heat in the cold when he was cold: "Dark Flame Jade?"

Xiao Hu nodded, his eyes showing a complicated expression: "I don't know where that guy found a piece of Immortal Flame Jade. Today, the Immortal Flame Jade probably does not exceed the number of three fingers. Three of them are in the Black Tower, and they are the only one......

Mo Qingchou apparently also learned about this: "It is reported that more than a hundred years ago, a corpse pattern Dao cultivator snatched the treasure and fled, and has disappeared since then. What he took away that day was a piece of Immortal Flame Jade. 」

"The Immortal Flame Jade is of great significance to our Corpse Pattern Dao, and it is the most suitable treasure. 」

"I didn't expect this piece of Dark Flame Jade to fall into Xu Yan's hands. 」

Speaking of this, his gaze gradually became solemn: "Holy Son, the Immortal Flame Jade is the treasure of the world's most yin. At the same time, because it is a breeding thing of yin qi and earth fire, it is the extremely cold flame of the world's strange fire. It is essentially fire, so nothing can melt. 」

"This is the birth of the water casting group, which can only be warmed and assimilated with the attribute of yin and cold. But ......"

"Xu Yan really melted it. 」

"There's only one possibility. 」

Mo Qingchou's eyes flashed with disbelief, and his voice trembled slightly: "Xu Yan can control the most powerful fire in the world—Heavenly Fire!"

Xiao Hu's eyes flashed with a faint green light, and he didn't speak.

"Only the fire of heaven and the burning of everything can melt the Flame Jade. Holy Son, the Heavenly Fire is the most rigid and yang fire in the world, compared to the Heavenly Fire, what is the corpse soul obtained by the iron head? This is the real nemesis of my Dao!"

Xiao Hu's face was indifferent, but his voice was like the cold of the Nine Shadows: "I asked you to see the weapon, not over there. This Son has his own score. 」

Mo Qingchou suddenly became excited, and hurriedly bowed to apologize, and never said anything again.

He suppressed the jealousy of Tianhuo in his heart. It was really the power of the Heavenly Fire that had great restraint on the Corpse Pattern Dao, and as long as he thought about it, he felt uncontrollably frightened in his heart.

He lowered his gaze back to the blade, even in every detail. The more I looked at it, the more I sighed: "Holy Son, every detail of this weapon, from the length of the blade, the gauntlet, and the hilt of the sword, is tailor-made for you. Although there is no pattern, because of the high quality, not only the backbone of the ancient beast is used as the blade, the flesh and blood are used as the handle, but also the Flame Jade is used as the blade. The potential of this weapon is endless!"

Xiao Hu nodded and took over the silent night. When the knife was held in his hand, the blue flame that had been stagnant and immobile slowly flowed again, like a living thing. With this kind of psychic feeling, Mo Qingchou could see at a glance that the Holy Son had already recognized [Silent Night] as a treasure and began to warm and resonate.

These divine weapons are treasured as noble vehicles...... It's hard to imagine what the future will be!

After watching the troops, Xiao Hu asked, "How is the water casting one taught?"

Mo Qingchou immediately replied, "Very good, there are more and more water casters than before. The weapon forged by water is the most suitable weapon for my way. 」

If someone hears it, I'm afraid it will be shocking and unbelievable.

Mo Qingchou, the water casting grandmaster who created the water casting vein and was admired by tens of thousands of people, was actually a person in the corpse pattern path. Not only is this the case, but the creation of a water-cast weapon is actually because the water-cast weapon is the most suitable for the corpse pattern road?

Xiao Hu nodded when he heard this: "Compared to the masculine aura with flames of fire forging and grass refining, it is too gentle and natural, and neither of them is suitable for the Corpse Pattern Dao. On the contrary, the way of casting water to yin and softness is suitable for my Tao. 」

After speaking, he added, "What happened to the tattooed soldiers I ordered you to build?"

Mo Qingchou hurriedly replied, "Fortunately, it is because of Xu Yan that I have created a fourth-order peak tattoo soldier-[Sunset]. In the same way, according to the order of the Holy Son, he was sent to the bloody front to that battle maniac. 」

The corners of Xiao Hu's mouth hooked up a touch of arc: "There must be all kinds of chess in the hand, in addition to those who are loyal to the lord, there must also be people who can only fight. He looked at Mo Qingchou, "And what you can do is not only to protect me, but also to help my corpse pattern become stronger from the roots." 」

Mo Qingchou hurriedly knelt down: "Thank you for your appreciation. 」

Xiao Hu stood up and looked into the distance again.

Suddenly changed the subject: "The jade plate was sent?"

"Yes, Xu Yan didn't doubt him and took it. 」

The three dots of fine ink in the distance were long gone, but he clearly knew where they were.

"It's time for me to go. 」

"Stabilize everything now, the more popular the Water Casting Technique is, the more powerful our Corpse Pattern Dao becomes. 」

"The Pyroidite you asked for will be delivered later. 」

"Keep it up. 」

Mo Qingchou's face was happy, and he bowed down again: "Thank you, Holy Son!"

When he raised his head again, where was Xiao Hu's figure? With Mo Qingchou's strength in the Fourth Palace Realm, even if he hadn't stepped into the Nine Realms yet, there was still a huge difference between Xiao Hu's strength in the Second Palace Realm. But that's it, Xiao Hu disappeared under the strength of the gap, but Mo Qingchou couldn't feel his movement at all.

"It is worthy of the Holy Son...... Mo Qingchou's face became more and more convinced of the reverence of the Holy Son.

Mo Qingchou's existence, not to mention the world, even in the entire Corpse Pattern Dao, there are only three people who know that he is a person in the Corpse Pattern Dao.

The Dao Master, the new Great Elder Slender Tiger, and the Holy Son of Xiao Hu.

Because this is a trump card left by the former Great Elder, Hong Zhan.

Who knows when this card will come out and become a world-changing card?

............

Xiao Hu walked in the woods.

It is already a sufficient distance away from Zangfeng, and it is no longer affected by Yishan Mountain, and there is wind and snow.

Xiao Hu looked at the branches in the forest that had been pressed down by the snow, which was very interesting.

Just a cold voice rang out: "Boy, don't order me indiscriminately. Not to mention this kind of boring thing. Xiao Hu smiled slightly and didn't say anything. He has been running in with this big guy for a long time, and he already knows his temper.

Call......

The shadow had vanished, as if it had been lost in space.

Xiao Hu walked on his own, leaving the Black Cheng Tower for too long, and he was also preparing to go back.

There is enough to gain this time, especially the [Silent Night]. Although he already has the holy relic [Wuguang] obtained from the former Buddhism in his hand, it is not his own thing after all. That means that [Lightless] has a limit, and it is not a perfect fit with itself.

But [Silent Night] is its own treasure, and as it grows stronger, it also grows stronger.

While speaking, Xiao Hu stopped in place.

Call......

The black shadow that had just disappeared appeared around at some point. I saw that this black shadow suddenly looked like it was neither virtual nor real, like a black fog, forcibly condensed into a black tiger phantom. And the pair of dark white vertical pupils looked around vigilantly.

Xiao Hu also had a touch of moonlight in his eyes, and he had already performed the method of [Night Moon Stargazing].

The moon eyes and white pupils fall in the same direction at the same time.

And at this moment, the black shadow had already moved, as if it had appeared in an instant, and the pair of cold claws fell with the power of tearing the earth apart.