Chapter Forty-Eight: The Sword and Sword of the Black Spirit

The black spirit was in his hand, and the heaviness was indescribable, and the silver light at the blade flickered, which was extremely sharp. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"This knife is forged by black spirit iron in the depths of the sea of blood, and the black spirit iron is obtained by Taizu when he travels, and the sea of blood is very terrifying, there is a great danger, and even Taizu almost lost his life. In the end, Grandpa Tai used black spirit iron to ask someone to cast a sword and a sword, my pitch-black wide sword is also forged by black spirit iron, called the sword of black spirit, this sword is now almost as sharp as a king. ”

Jian Changqing pulled out the sword on his back, the sword intent was pressing, and the edge was blazing.

"Why is my sword not as sharp as your sword, is it that your old man is eccentric, and what he left me is a defective product?" The difference between a sword and a sword is too great, and Si Shao was suspicious and said with an unhappy face.

"Little Ancestor must not be rude to the Great Grandfather. ”

Jian Changqing was a little dissatisfied with Si Shao's rudeness, but he didn't blame too much, and only admonished.

"There is no difference between these two weapons in essence, if there is a difference, it is that the person who uses it, the higher the cultivation, the more able to exert its power, my cultivation is higher than yours, and they can almost play the level of close to the king level in my hands. But in your hands, at most, it is only the first level of the spirit level, in fact, it is already good, the black spirit sword has been with me for ten years, and the ten years of warmth have made us communicate with each other, so in the future, you have to cultivate this knife more, it will slowly fit with you, the weapon is spiritual, and it will understand you when you understand it. ”

Jian Changqing stroked the sword body, and could see his doting on this sword, this sword was like his child, he held back a glance at the four young people who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, smiled slightly, and said, "Maybe you will understand in the future." ”

"Then how do you keep it warm? The sword is not an animal, it is fed with food. "Si Shao is a little impatient.

"The so-called warmth, in fact, is to treat it with heart, wipe it every day, always bring it with you to blend with your breath, for a long time, it will be connected, not easy to use it, because it is dignified, if you use it to kill chickens and dogs, then it will be a knife or sword that can only kill chickens and dogs, the edge is not obvious, so, the sword of the black spirit I use it not many times, but out of the sheath must see blood, grandpa gave me this sword when the time, it can't even reach the spirit level, but in the past ten years, with the improvement of my realm, it has become more and more extraordinary, and you have also seen and felt its sharpness and sharpness at the moment。 ”

"Are you saying that as the realm improves, the power it exerts will become stronger, so to what extent does it reach when it is the strongest?" Si Shao's eyes lit up, as if he saw that the knife in his hand was an omnipotent artifact. ”

"The blood water in the sea of blood is extremely domineering, it can melt fine iron, and the black spirit iron sinks at the bottom of the sea I don't know how many suns and moons, but it is not rotten at all, which shows that it is extraordinary, it is a rare emperor-level refining material in the world, and even the emperor-level powerhouses are blushing for it, so Xiao Zu can't look at people lightly, and the reason for his guilt is needless to say. If this knife is warmed, the power it can exert is immeasurable, Xiao Zu, do you know that refining the remaining scraps of this sword, adding other refining materials, refining dozens of high-level spirit-level ruler swords, for the core disciples of my Sword Sect to use, the materials of the emperor-level refining weapons are forged by the emperor-level people, of course, it is a royal-level weapon, you kid is just the realm of Danqi, you want to exert the power of the emperor-level, foolish dreams, this knife has the blessing of Uncle Tai seal, as your cultivation improves, the seal will naturally be loosened. ”

"Oh!"

Si Shao was relieved, "Then this is an emperor-level soldier, haha!"

Looking at Si Shao's excited way of swinging his sword, Jian Changqing doubted the judgment of the two Taizu for the first time, "Is this kid really suitable for using a knife?" ”

"Alas!"

Jian Changqing sighed in his heart, how could he find such a little ancestor for himself.

"Little Ancestor, the knife, I have sent it, your cultivation has also reached the realm of Danqi, according to the requirements of the Great Ancestor, I will not protect you in secret, you can do it yourself. ”

"How many times have I been on the verge of death, grandson, have you protected my little grandfather like this?"

"In the end, isn't everything okay?" Jian Changqing smiled slightly.

"Besides, Xiao Zu don't call me grandson again, okay?"

"Okay, for the sake of your filial piety, and send gold coins and knives, then I will not blame the past, you should know, where the scars on my face come from, this does not violate the agreement between you and the old man, right?"

"Grandpa Tai asked me not to reveal anything about your past, it will affect your cultivation, and you will know everything on the day you become king, so why rush. ”

Si Shao looked at the smiling face very hateful, that blurry picture, when to break through the fog and see the true face, he sighed in his heart, a faint sadness was revealed, Jian Changqing could feel it, and then sighed: "Your scar is hurt by yourself!"

"Why?"

"The day you become a king, you will know!"

"Okay, grandson, seeing that you are so sincere, I know that you also have difficulties, and I don't embarrass you. You see that I have no long things, so you can offer your storage ring! Your little ancestor and I are generous, and I will not care about you. ”

"Uh..."

Jian Changqing was speechless for a while, held back for a long time, sighed, and said reluctantly: "Little Ancestor, come here!"

As soon as Si Shao heard that he stepped forward, there must be something good, he was close to Jian Changqing, how can he say that people can take out millions of gold coins at will, and the people of the emperor-level soldiers have no connotation? Who believes it when he says it, plus he pretended to be pitiful just now, this grandson's sympathy is so overflowing, and the benefits are indispensable!

"Little Ancestor...

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the four young like a kite with a broken string were blown away by a punch and fell heavily to the ground, leaving a human-shaped pit, cow dung splashed everywhere, and the four young people were stained with cow dung between their hairs, white foam appeared in their mouths, and they were nauseous and retching.

The sword chief held back a glance at the four young people in the pit, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he was a little uneasy.

"Eh, that little ancestor, I really didn't know there would be such a push of cow dung here, I'm leaving, bye!"

With a bye-bye, Jian Changqing disappeared without a trace!

"Ahh

The roar shook the sky and echoed between heaven and earth.

"You are deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors!" the four young men stood up with difficulty, and they were furious.

"Who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors?"

The vice president asked at some point.

"Dead old man, such a good environment, what kind of cattle do you raise?"

The four young people were angry, held back a glance at the vice president, and after speaking, they left in a hurry.

Leaving the vice president puzzled, he thought for a long time, but he really didn't understand, and said to himself, "Is that an ordinary cow? ”

"Not good!"

The vice president screamed strangely and hurriedly chased after him!

The fourth young man was furious and returned to the dormitory of the academy, "The door is locked, what secrets does this kid Mu Ji have that he can't see, or is there any treasure of great value." Si Shao muttered to himself, kicked open the door, and the faint aroma hit his face, making Si Shao feel a lot, picked up a sheet casually, wiped the cow dung between the hair and the face, and then threw it away.