Chapter 3 Planting Sword Fetus

Smallpox was surging, not only the flower buds, but also the village girls who were blocking Li Bugui on the Qianmo road were shocked inexplicably, but the people in the village were also boiling.

The teenagers went from disbelief to anticipation, and their families prayed that their child was the rumored sword spirit, and that the statue of Rui in the sky would certify their child......

The smallpox fell, fell in the village, and fell in Qianmo......

The smallpox fell on everyone's body and then disappeared, like a snowflake that stained their clothes and then melted, leaving only a damp damp cloud in their wake......

The smallpox melts when it is wet, indicating that it has been denied by the Ruixiang.

So the village, which was still boiling just now, soon became gloomy again.

In the midst of people's sighs of regret, some people found that the glow of the sky was gathering to the strange place outside the village, and gradually formed a magnificent Caixia umbrella cover in that corner of the sky......

On Qianmo's side, Hua Ya and other village girls watched the smallpox fall on Li Bugui's shoulders and arms, decorating Li Bugui's tattered clothes endlessly gorgeous, watching the brilliant glow gather into a grand umbrella cover above Li Bugui's head, and they were so shocked that their mouths grew: "How come?" How is this possible?!"

"Rui Xiang actually pointed at this poor sour boy?!"

"This poor sour doesn't even have a chance to cultivate, how can this be ......?!"

And Li Bugui's heart, which was still full of humiliation and indignation just now, was full of light at this time.

He felt a power awakening within him.

The martial artist in the village once said that Li Bugui was not suitable for cultivating martial arts from bone to endowment, so he refused to give Li Bugui guidance in cultivation.

But Li Bugui was not reconciled, so he relied on Wang Zhuo and them as a fist target in exchange for a little bit of cultivation techniques, and cultivated alone, in such days of solitary cultivation, he once faintly felt that there was an indescribable power in his body, but he never knew what kind of power it was.

And at this moment, he clearly felt that this power was like a swimming dragon, rising from the bottom of his dantian, releasing dazzling light, reflecting through his heart......

At the same time that the smallpox fell on Li Bugui's body, a five-colored rainbow flew from a distance, like a tame puppy identifying its long-lost owner, and circled around Li Bugui for a week.

Then, the five pieces of calcite stones corresponding to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in the rainbow color were united in Li Bugui's chest, turning into a thumb-sized crystal sword wrapped in five-colored brilliance.

The middle-aged traveler who came with the spirit calcite stone appeared in front of Li Bugui: "Child, as the Rui statue you saw shows - you have an innate sword-raising aura in your body, as the city lord of Snow City, I will now plant a sword fetus for you as a spirit breaker!"

Li Bugui, who was accused of not having enough endowment and not receiving guidance for cultivation, and was much despised, suddenly in this evening, the sky was falling, and the sun was gathering on the umbrella cover, and a distant visitor who claimed to be a spirit interpreter told him: You are the owner of a sword spirit physique! All this made Li Bugui feel like he was in a dream, and he didn't know how to answer.

But I saw the middle-aged traveler poking out his left hand and index finger, and swiped it in front of Li Bugui's chest, and with each finger, a flash of spirit pattern appeared.

The complex spirit pattern talisman swirled leisurely, bringing a silent whirlpool of air currents at the middle point of Li Bugui's chest.

The middle-aged traveler took the opportunity to send his right palm to Li Bugui's chest, and the small sword fetus with brilliant flow passed through the spirit pattern rune and was engulfed by the whirlpool of air currents.

The glittering spirit pattern talisman slowly flowed into Li Bugui's chest, and the sword tire was also wrapped in the whirlpool of air currents, slowly submerging into Li Bugui's chest.

Li Bugui saw in the light of the sea of his heart that the sword fetus went straight down the dantian along the central vein, and was suspended safely.

The five-color brilliance of the outer layer of the sword tire and the brilliance flying from the bottom of the dantian merge with each other, wrapping the sword tire and nourishing the dantian......

Almost at the same time, the umbrella cover of the glow that shrouded Li Bugui's head had also turned into a waterfall of glow and poured down; The flowers that fell all over Li Bugui's body and within a radius of several zhang were all rippling into the flow of light, penetrating into the pores of Li Bugui's body, and along his qi veins, they were summarized in the dantian......

The flowers all over his body disappeared, revealing his tattered clothes again, but Li Bugui, who was in tattered clothes, had already radiated a different kind of look, like a peerless jade, a sword embryo of the world!