The blood-colored sword gall melted in his palm, and the majestic sword qi surged into the meridians in Wu Chi's hand, like a river pouring into the dry riverbed.

Engulf!

Wu Chi could feel that these sword qi were being devoured by himself at a terrifying speed.

When Wu Chi was refining the low-grade sword gall he got from the dark auction, his own strength was limited, and his understanding of sword qi was also very limited, so he could only slowly digest the power of sword gall.

But now, Wu Chi had already condensed the sword gall, even though he was injured, his foundation was still there.

The power of this blood-colored sword gall, once it poured into the body, did not need to be slowly refined with effort, and it was directly integrated into Wu Chi's body.

A simple analogy.

At the beginning, Wu Chi was a small stream, and the sword qi could only slowly merge into this stream, once it was too anxious, not only could it not refine these sword qi, but it would be washed away.

And now, Wu Chi is a dry riverbed, so there is no need to worry about anything at all, just let the sword qi be injected in.

From the beginning of refining to the dissipation of the blood-colored sword gall, the whole process only took half an hour.

However, for Wu Chi, the really difficult moment happened to be after the power of this sword gall was completely devoured.

The foundation of the sword path was damaged, and Wu Chi's problem was how to truly refine these sword qi and keep them in his body, instead of dissipating them in a blink of an eye like the wisp of sword qi he had recondensed before.

This is also the reason why the drunkard doctor said that external forces do not have much effect.

Wu Chi is like a leaking water bag at the moment, if the leakage problem cannot be solved, no matter how much water is injected, it will eventually flow in vain.

The sword qi impacted in the body, like ten thousand swords devouring the body, Wu Chi's body suddenly tensed, and there was a touch of determination in his eyes, forcibly operating the true qi, and began to condense the sword qi.

This was a cruel test, and he had to recondense the Qinglian Sword Qi and reshape the foundation of the Sword Dao before these sword qi passed, otherwise, everything would be useless.

The so-called easier said than done, and only when we really start trying to reshape the foundation of kendo can we understand the difficulties involved.

In order to accumulate enough sword qi, Wu Chi must first forcibly seal these sword qi in his body, otherwise once the sword qi is lost too much, he will not be able to support himself to reshape the foundation of the sword path because of the lack of sword qi.

But it is precisely because of this that this process will seem extremely dangerous!

The body that had already recovered under the conditioning of the old man was instantly created by the sword qi again, and if it continued, it would even be fatal.

Clenched his teeth, no matter how severe the pain was, Wu Chi refused to give up.

The sword has no regrets, Wu Chi knows very well that he has no way to retreat at all.

If you can't bear the pain, don't dare to face the danger, and let go of the sword qi sealed in your body, you will certainly be safe, but once you withdraw from this step, you will completely lose the courage and confidence to reshape the foundation of the sword.

If he withdraws from this step, he will probably never be able to rebuild the foundation of kendo, which he will not tolerate no matter what.

Kenshin has no regrets!

What if it's death?

If you lose your sword heart and lose this indomitable courage, even if you survive, you are doomed to have no hope, so what's the point of living?

There was a touch of madness in his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but he still held on, refusing to let a trace of sword qi leak out.

Time seems to have lost any meaning in a moment.

Rumble!

In a trance, it seemed as if something had exploded, Wu Chi's mind was blank, and the next moment, Wu Chi's eyebrows suddenly bloomed with a gorgeous green lotus.

The sword gall that has been silent has finally revived at this moment!

At that moment, what bloomed out was the power of the sword gut, and it was Wu Chi's indelible heart of the sword!

All the sword qi in his body suddenly surged towards the sword gall, and once there was a place to vent, the pressure on Wu Chi's body suddenly lightened, and the pain like ten thousand swords devouring the body slowly dissipated, and the already vague consciousness became clear again.

With a clear roar from his mouth, Wu Chi's whole person was already shrouded in a blue lotus phantom, and his sword intent rushed into the sky, tearing through the sky!

Almost at the same time, the old man and Yuan Ziyi were alarmed at the same time!

In just a few breaths, the old man and Yuan Ziyi appeared beside Wu Chi, looking at everything in front of them in disbelief.

"That's ...... Sword gall resuscitation ?!!"

Just one glance, the old man instantly understood!

Qinglian's transformation enveloped her body, and her sword intent penetrated the sky, which was clearly the manifestation when she condensed into a sword gall.

Wu Chi's sword path foundation was depleted, and now it was naturally impossible to suddenly condense into a sword gall, the only possibility was that there was already a sword gall in the body! At this moment, when refining that blood-colored sword gall, the already silent sword gall was revived and the foundation of the sword path was reshaped.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through the old man's mind!

Condense the sword gall with the mortal realm, and the sword gall is natural!

This is the reason why Wu Chi has not completely collapsed the foundation of kendo since he cut the imprint of kendo.

It is also where he can use the realm of transformation to shake Yan Pengxi, who is about to step into the Daotai realm, and still be immortal.

Demons!

Such a person is no longer something that a genius can describe at all.

"Drunkard grandpa, has he succeeded?" Yuan Ziyi seemed to be more nervous than Wu Chi himself, and asked excitedly by dragging the old man.

Reaching out and touching Yuan Ziyi's head, the old man said softly, "Silly girl, he succeeded." ”

"The sword is made of courage...... The sword intent is not destroyed, and the sword courage is not broken! After stepping on this catastrophe, this son is destined to soar into the sky in the future and amaze the world. ”

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and Yuan Ziyi clenched his fists tightly, extremely happy. "Silly girl, didn't you hear it yesterday? Looking at Yuan Ziyi, the old man sighed softly.

After a slight pause, Yuan Ziyi's eyes revealed a hint of annoyance, and then he pouted, "I don't care! He also said, I'm a little demon girl, so don't be so obedient! It doesn't matter if he has a white head appointment with someone, I just like it! ”

“......”

Shocked by this, the old man immediately burst into laughter.

"Okay, good, good! You only have a little bit of the momentum of that old guy, and the drunkard grandfather supports you! Our evil sons and daughters are not bound by red tape, and they can do whatever they want, hahahaha!"

Yuan Ziyi was so angry just now that she blurted out what was in her heart without thinking about anything! But she didn't think about it, she was heard by the old man, and she actually bluntly said something to support her, and she was suddenly ashamed, stomped her foot violently, and played tricks.

"Bah, bah, bah, don't talk nonsense, I didn't say anything just now, don't laugh!!"

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing the little girl playing tricks, the old man laughed even more happily, even if he was pulled his beard, he didn't stop laughing.

"Drunkard grandpa, what are you laughing at?"

At this moment, the Qinglian sword qi on Wu Chi's body slowly dissipated, reopened his eyes, and walked over to the two happily.

"Nothing, nothing!"

Yuan Ziyi was taken aback and hurriedly denied it.

As he spoke, he stared at the old man threateningly, and there was a posture that if you dare to say it, I will die to show you.

"Haha, little guy, old man, I'm glad to see your sword courage revived!" Reaching out and knocking on Yuan Ziyi's head, the old man said with a smile.

This kind of careful thinking between children, he naturally won't break it, and everything is left to the two of them to solve by themselves.

"I didn't expect it to be really successful! Thank you Ziyi for her sword courage. Wu Chi said happily.

"Phew, what do you call my sword gall, I don't have such ugly sword gall!" glaring at Wu Chi, Yuan Ziyi said angrily.

“......”

Rolling his eyes, he was completely speechless at the little demon girl who buttoned the words, and simply ignored her.

"Good boy, you can hide it tightly enough, the sword is bold, why didn't you say it earlier? Remembering that Wu Chi hadn't mentioned the matter of condensing sword gall before, the old man was angry and slapped Wu Chi's head fiercely.

If he had known that Wu Chi's sword courage was natural, he would naturally not think that there was no hope of recovery, even if he didn't have sword courage, he would have a way to help Wu Chi reshape the foundation of the sword path, where would he need to give birth to so many things.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wu Chi was also dumbfounded, "Does this matter or not?"

He didn't say it before, because it was unnecessary, and he felt that the foundation of the sword path had been destroyed anyway, and the mention of the sword gall was just to arouse sympathy.

If he had known that it would be useful to say it, how could he hide it?

Seeing Wu Chi's expression, the old man immediately understood that this kid really didn't know the meaning of sword courage, and he was instantly angry and couldn't laugh.

It's unreasonable that there can be such a confused little guy in the world!

But think about it, this little guy is from a third-rate sect at all, so it is clear.

This bastard is from a clay-legged background, and he doesn't understand fart.

But when I thought about it, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart about Wu Chi's demons.

obviously didn't know anything, but he was still able to stabilize his mind, regain his sword heart, and persevere in his cultivation under that desperate situation. How can such a firm mind be imagined by ordinary people?

However, having said that, if it weren't for this little guy's determination to be so determined, I'm afraid it would have been impossible to condense this legendary sword courage in the Mortal Realm, right?

A drink and a peck, all are a fixed number, and there is no luck at all.

What's more, now that the sword courage has recovered, this kid has already stepped through this hurdle in a thrilling way.

All the things before are like a passing cloud, so why care?

sighed and shook his head slightly, the old man completely let go of his mind and scolded with a smile, "I really want to kill you foolish boy, go! Accompany the old man to have a good drink today, we won't get drunk or return!"

"Drunkard grandpa, I'm going to drink too!"

"How can you do that? You can drink so much, like a wine vat, who can drink you when you grab it?"

"Die! You're the vat!"

Watching the two little guys bickering, the old man was in a good mood and laughed heartily.

"Drink, drink all! To celebrate this little guy's recovery, let's let go of drinking today, and drink as much as we can!"