It's a dense transmission again, and it's hard for Mu Liu to listen to it.

"This sword is forged from Mithril, and although it is not psychic, it already has some spirituality. I know you like it a lot, and I sense that this sword has a good impression of you. As you settle down, the sword jumps. This phenomenon is very similar to when I was a child, when I gave birth to my first thoughts, when I made my mother's medicine pestle float, because I hated the sound of the medicine pestle and wanted to hide it.

However, if you don't even have a root consciousness condensed, it means that you have some kind of connection with Mingxin, and since you can make it move in the unconscious state, then you can also make it in the awake state. If it succeeds, it won't be long before you can teleport Edgeworth. ”

Si Mingqin Zhen held the sword in both hands and appeared in front of Mu Liu.

Mu Liu couldn't avoid it, and took the sword from the letter, "If you dare to deceive me, I ...... Then the sword is mine. ”

Si Mingqin really said, "If you can make it float, what if you send it to you?"

"Don't go back. ”

"No, it won't. ”

Mu Liule smiled and said, "Then I'm welcome, I must let Mingxin fly within ten days." ”

Si Mingqin Zhen walked to the middle hall, sat down and said, "The ancient martial arts cultivated to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Tibetan Wind can use the qi sword to kill people in the air. But once he reached the realm of transformation, he was able to gather qi into a blade, and with his qi sword, he fell into the inferior rank. Mages can drive away things, but I haven't heard of a mage in history who has a penchant for edgeworth. Your situation is unique, unlike the Edgeworth of Qi and the Divine Mind Edgeworth. I'll figure out the connection between you and the Sword of Inscription, and maybe there's something unexpected. ”

Mu Liu also found a chair to sit down and asked, "That powerful spiritual liquid, is it out of play?"

Si Mingqin really smiled bitterly: "There is a reason why the pharmacist of the Academy Palace gave up developing a powerful spiritual liquid. ”

"What is the reason?"

"There are five kinds of materials for refining spiritual liquid, which are Zhima, Five-Colored Fossils, Light Dust, Void Salt, and the essence blood of soul beasts. Among them, the light dust and the void salt are the catalysts, and the unique effects of Zhima and the five-color fossils are irreplaceable, and only the essence and blood of the soul beast are left to affect the effect of the spiritual liquid. I have calculated that in order to achieve the desired effect, the essence and blood of the Nine Infants of the Wandering Dead may not be of any avail, unless it is the imperial species. ”

Mu Liu made a suggestion and said, "Then the next time you go to the Black Gate, remember to stick a knife in the Lord of the Black Gate." My green steel knife definitely won't hurt him, and this Inscription Sword may not work either. ”

Si Mingqin really thought about it very seriously and said, "At least it has to be an artifact created by the Nine Heavens Xuantie." ”

Mu Liu said very seriously: "Before you make a move, it's best to use illusion to control him, don't let him slap you to death." ”

Si Mingqin Zhen nodded and said, "I will be very careful about life and death." ”

The two tacitly cooperated with each other to tell a joke, and then were silent for a long time.

Mu Liu stared at the inscription in his hand, wanting to unsheath this famous sword.

"Is it still necessary for me to meditate?"

Si Mingqin Zhen replied: "Since you can settle down, then you can't stop, and the accumulation of time will always be beneficial to your cultivation." In fact, in the past few days, I have been developing a brand new spirit liquid according to the plan that my mother had drawn up back then, and it does not require the essence blood of soul beasts. This is my mother's unfulfilled wish back then, and I will fulfill it for her. ”

"If you need my help, just ask, I'm no more stupid than you right now. ”

Si Mingqin really looked at Mu Liu affectionately and said, "You can be the medicine man I tested." ”

Mu Liu shuddered and forced a smile: "This is a bit excessive. ”

......

On the last day, another banquet was held at Ironwood Cliff.

said that it was a banquet, but in fact, it was just a few famous dishes that were not served on weekdays, and then a jar of Liuxia drunk worth thousands of gold and cellared for 500 years.

Early the next morning, just after breakfast, Mu Liu and Si Mingqin Zhen took the luggage bags packed by the maids, rode a pure black fur wind Pegasus, and flew away from the Iron Wood Cliff.

After stopping at Jingmen for a while, Mu Liu said goodbye to Ling Sizhu, Yan Qingyuan, Jian Xingzhi and others one by one, and left a secret order for Eleven Deadpool.

Jinghu Lake is located in the area of Yanguiling in the eastern part of the central Great Plain in the north, tens of thousands of miles away from Tiemu Cliff, the road is far away, and it takes seven days to reach it at the earliest.

In order to ensure the safety of the two young masters, Uncle Long and Lao Ji also left Tiemu Cliff, brought plenty of water and dry food, and accompanied them all the way.

When Mu Liu and Si Mingqin Zhen left, the lord, who had rarely appeared in the past month, appeared in the tall building, and in a place where no one noticed, like the others in the Iron Wood Cliff, he watched them fly away.

When the three Pegasi turned into black dots and disappeared into the sky, the griffons flew out of the mountains, swept over the tall buildings, braved the cold wind, and went north.

......

In the next few days, Mu Liu, Si Mingqin Zhen, Uncle Long and Lao Ji drove the Pegasus during the day, avoiding the bad weather along the way, crossing mountains and mountains, passing through the clouds, flying all the way in the sun, and sometimes walking with those migratory birds that migrated south, traveling 3,000 miles a day. In the evening, they fall from the sky and choose a place to live, sometimes in towns or villages, sometimes in the wilderness.

The vastness of the clouds, bordering the sun, moon and stars, is dreamlike, more magnificent than the earth's surface, and one is obsessed, but unfortunately its monotony quickly makes people feel bored.

After mid-autumn, the air in the north becomes drier and colder, and the warm air currents from the south collide frequently, and the weather is unpredictable, resulting in a high risk of flying at high altitudes.

But Mu Liu and Si Mingqin really didn't pay attention, and they didn't mind the boredom of the clouds, even if they were far away from the human settlements, they could cast spells to avoid all kinds of eyes and ears all over the world, and they still insisted on staying in the clouds.

The Pegasus was exhausted every day, and secretly complained.

Flying into the sky for several days, the initial excitement gradually subsided, with Uncle Long and Lao Ji leading the way, Mu Liu and Si Mingqin really had no worries, and when they had nothing to do, they both meditated on horseback.

When he landed and rested at night, Mu Liu spent a lot of time practicing swordsmanship non-stop, and the swordsmanship gradually blended together, and he knew it in his chest, and he also understood the six wonderful meanings of swordsmanship.

During the period, Uncle Long, who was in harmony with the true martial arts, made a move, but abandoned the realm suppression, only talking about martial arts sword skills, from the beginning of the three moves must be defeated, and it didn't take a few days to persist to six moves, and the progress was fast, which was amazing and terrifying.

Moreover, day and night, the more skilled Mu Liu's swordsmanship became, the closer the mysterious connection between him and the Mingxin Sword became, and the breath blended.

The famous sword has to meet the master, and it is also difficult to give up.

When Si Mingqin really touched Mingxin, he obviously felt a slight rejection.

Uncle Long mentioned the legendary sword raising technique, some weapons made of heavenly and earthly treasures have a certain spirituality in themselves, such as meeting the master, can fuse the master's breath, blood, will and even life, promote spirituality, and finally psychic, comparable to Horcruxes.

Later, one night, Mu Liu carried Si Mingqin Zhen and others on his back and poured his blood on the Mingxin Sword.

Instead of slipping off the blade, his blood dripped into it, as if it had been swallowed.

Mu Liu felt that it was feasible, so in this way, he fed Mingxin with his own blood, sacrificed the sword with blood, and soaked the silver-white Mingxin into a blood-red blood sword.

Mu Liu was trapped in some kind of illusion of the unity of human and sword, and finally fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss, but fortunately, Lao Ji, who was the vigil, discovered him in time, and cast a spell to separate him from the Mingxin Sword, thus avoiding more serious damage.

A few days later, the heavy blood qi on the Mingxin Sword gradually faded, and finally only a red line was left in the sword groove, adding a layer of demonic beauty.

On the tenth day, Mu Liu got his wish, and in a sober state, with his own will, he successfully moved the Mingxin Sword by an inch.

Si Mingqin really realized that the love token sent by his fiancée no longer belonged to him, and how to explain it when he met in the future.