Song Qingshu looked at the valley and found that there was still a tinkling sound coming from inside, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I really don't know what I'm doing, it's been more than ten days, and I haven't done it yet." ”

Immediately after, he touched his stomach and said softly: "I haven't eaten for ten days, so let's go get something to eat first." As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he disappeared directly, and he was already going to get food.

However, not long after Song Qingshu left, I saw an old man with red hair suddenly burst out of the valley, holding a silver sword in his hand, and laughed: "Haha, it's done, it's finally done, after more than ten days of hard work, I finally created a real divine weapon, haha, a real divine weapon."

"Hello, old man. Suddenly, Song Qingshu's figure suddenly appeared in front of the red-haired old man, holding two roasted bear paws in his hands, and asked with a smile.

"Okay, okay, this is a real magic weapon, I didn't expect that I would be able to create a real magic weapon in my lifetime, great, haha, little brother, thank you." The red-haired old man was not angry because Song Qingshu called him an old man, but laughed and said.

Song Qingshu took a bite of the bear's paw, looked at the old man's happy appearance, and muttered in his heart: Since this old man said that it was a real divine weapon, he would not swallow it alone, so don't give it to me.

"Boy, what kind of expression do you have, are you still afraid that I will swallow this treasure knife, don't worry, I will give it to you, if you don't believe it, then take it." The red-haired old man looked at Song Qingshu's unhappy expression, and immediately knew his thoughts, smiled at the moment, and threw the treasure knife in his hand towards Song Qingshu mercilessly.

Song Qingshu threw away the roasted bear paw that he was eating, and at the same time, another bear paw that had not yet been eaten was thrown to the red-haired old man, and said loudly: "Old man, hard work, this is for you." As he spoke, he took the sword.

With a "choking" sound, Song Qingshu couldn't catch the weight of the treasure knife, and by accident, the treasure knife fell to the ground, and suddenly, a big hole appeared in the ice.

"Haha, boy, you forgot, that piece of 10,000-year-old iron and silver, at least five or six thousand catties, after I made it into a knife, it didn't lose much weight, and it also had more than five thousand catties, if you don't use your skills, how can you hold it." The red-haired old man held the bear paw that Song Qingshu threw at him, and ate it in a big gulp, and when he saw that Song Qingshu couldn't hold the knife, he suddenly laughed.

When Song Qingshu heard this, he couldn't help but blush, picked up the treasure knife with his strength, and watched it carefully.

I saw that the handle of the treasure knife was engraved with the words 'Snow Drinking Knife', and there was a streamer flashing on the body of the treasure knife, which was really a real peerless divine weapon.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but be happy for a while, and suddenly, remembering that this treasure knife was so heavy, how could it be used against the enemy, he turned his head to the red-haired old man who was eating bear paws and asked, "Old man, this treasure knife is so heavy, how can it be used to fight?"

"Haha, you kid don't understand, what is called a divine soldier, a divine soldier is able to change according to the owner's wishes. The red-haired old man laughed when he heard this: "You drip blood on the body of the knife, and this knife will be able to recognize the master, and when the time comes, you will be able to use it as you like, and there will be an effect that you can't imagine." ”

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, 'dripping blood to recognize the master', this is what is said in the Xianxia novel, how did he appear in front of him.

However, he immediately bit his finger and dripped blood on the 'Snow Drinking Knife'.

Suddenly, a magical scene appeared, and I saw that a few drops of blood were all absorbed by the 'Snow Drinking Knife'.

However, immediately after, the 'Snow Drinking Knife' turned into a silver light and entered Song Qingshu's body before Song Qingshu could react.

"Damn, what's going on?" Song Qingshu scolded, turned his head to the red-haired old man and asked, "Old man, what the hell is going on, how did it get into my body?"

"Hehe, this is the true function of the divine soldier, there is only one master for life, unless that master dies, and the divine soldier can enter the master's body, be nourished by the essence of the master's body, and achieve unity with the master's heart and mind. The red-haired old man laughed.

"Then how do I take it out?" Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then asked.

"Since it is freewheeling, as long as your mind moves, it will appear, you can see for yourself, it is in your dantian at this time. The red-haired old man ate the bear's paw and smiled.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu sat cross-legged on the ground, and entered his mind into his body to observe, and sure enough, in the dantian in his body, a large mass of formless and colorless true qi was running, and next to that mass of true qi, there was a miniature version of the 'Snow Drinking Knife' standing there, slowly rotating with the movement of the true qi mass.

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he ordered the 'Snow Drinking Knife' to come out, and suddenly, the 'Snow Drinking Knife' came out of the dantian and was suspended in front of him.

"It's really amazing. Song Qingshu looked at the snow drinking knife suspended in front of him, and muttered in surprise

"Hehe, boy, you are really good, in just ten days, you have improved again, and you can restrain the spirit of your whole body, you are worthy of being a genius, it seems that you will be able to reach my realm within a hundred years." After the red-haired old man finished eating the bear's paw, he noticed the changes in Song Qingshu in the past ten days, and couldn't help but say in surprise.

Song Qingshu held the 'Snow Drinking Knife' in his hand, stroked it gently, and after listening to the red-haired old man's words, he smiled faintly: "It's nothing, it's just a kind of martial arts." ”

"I see. The red-haired old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at Song Qingshu: "Boy, come, use your strongest trick, pass two moves with me, let me see how much strength you will increase after you have this divine weapon?"

Song Qingshu held the snow drinking knife in his right hand, turned his head to the red-haired old man with a stunned face and asked, "Old man, what realm are you in now?"

"Eh, this is a shame, old man, I have been cultivating for hundreds of years, and I am only at the realm of the middle stage of the Flying Immortals. The old man touched his head a little embarrassed and said.

"Damn, then you still have to fight with me, you are in the middle stage of flying immortals, you only need to blow a breath to deal with me, don't fight." Song Qingshu almost fainted when he heard this, this old guy, I really didn't see that he was so shameless.

"Alright then, I'll not fight back, let you fight. The old man thought about it and felt that it was too boring for him to bully this little guy, and if he said it, it would make people laugh off his big teeth, so he said with a smile.

"Okay, but you have to be careful, don't take the opportunity to hurt me. Song Qingshu said uneasily, and then held the snow drinking knife in both hands, shouted fiercely, and slashed down like lightning.

'A glimpse' is the first of the six tricks of Aohan, which is extremely domineering and powerful, but it is a very simple knife.

Before the knife arrived, the old man felt a super domineering aura rushing towards him, and couldn't help but secretly praise "good".

"Slap" However, the knife slashed one meter in front of the old man's body, and he couldn't go down any further, and it was blocked by a crimson body protection qi.

"Boy, yes, very domineering and full of energy, it's a pity that your skills are too poor, otherwise, I will also be hurt by you. The old man smiled at Song Qingshu and admired.

Song Qingshu withdrew the snow drinking knife as if he was deflated, directly withdrew the snow drinking knife into his body, snorted, and stopped talking, he didn't use all his strength with this knife, otherwise, how could it be so simple.

"Boy, don't be discouraged, I will pass on your sword intent, which can make your knife skills more refined, make it more domineering, and make the opponent have nothing to escape" The red-haired old man suddenly laughed.

"A sword intent?" Song Qingshu looked at the old man puzzled.

The old man put his hands behind his back, turned his head and said slowly: "A type of knife intent, it was created by me, this move is not a knife technique, but a kind of momentum, which can only be understood but not spoken, I will teach you." ’