Chapter Sixty-Four: The Perfect Scabbard
As a result, a moment later, the stone door opened, and a girl who only covered her body with a thin veil, the plump and slender waist on her chest, walked out of it in the light movement of lotus steps, and when she saw Qin Xuan, she immediately did not dare to bow down and salute:
"The slave and maid visit the immortals, the master has already ordered, if the uncle comes these days, you can go directly to see him without a gift. ”
"In that case, I'll trouble you. Qin Xuan didn't feel strange, nodded and said.
"Please!" the girl said respectfully, then turned around and led the way.
After a short while, Qin Xuan was taken by the girl to a very delicate side hall.
There, Zhu Ming was holding a thick book in his hand, frowning and studying something.
And the moment Qin Xuan entered the side hall, Zhu Ming immediately put away the classics, raised his head and said lightly:
"Master Qin's nephew came just in time, and what you asked for was just refined two days ago. ”
While Zhu Ming spoke, he took out the scabbard from behind.
"In this way, Uncle Shi has succeeded in refining!" Qin Xuan was overjoyed when he heard this.
At this time, looking at the scabbard he had taken, the expression in Qin Xuan's eyes also changed slightly. Seems a little surprised.
At this time, if you look closely, the scabbard is red.
As Qin Xuan spoke, he reached out and took the scabbard.
This scabbard is much heavier than an ordinary scabbard.
Holding this scabbard at this time, Qin Xuan's eyes showed a rare look of joy.
Because this scabbard is very suitable for his aesthetics.
At this time, he held the rusty sword and inserted it into the scabbard, and it fit perfectly.
Very good!
"This scabbard, yes, this time it's really troublesome Uncle Zhu!" Qin Xuan naturally smiled.
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Half a quarter of an hour later, Qin Xuan flew out from the main peak of the refining weapon, and touched the scabbard in his sleeve with his hand from time to time, his face was full of excitement.
He didn't fly back to his courtyard, but changed his direction and flew directly away from the gate of the Huashan Sword Sect and flew farther away.
After flying out of more than 100 miles in one go, Qin Xuan chose an extremely secluded sycamore forest and fell down.
In the silent Wutong Forest, Qin Xuan took out the rusty sword in his hand to practice swordsmanship, and took out the sword, at this moment, the momentum on Du Shaofu's body suddenly became terrifying, like a sleeping beast awakening, and the power was amazing.
"Click!"
The ground under his feet cracked, the purple robe around him hunted, and the surrounding space also trembled, as if there were countless heaven and earth aura fluctuations that were endlessly pouring into Du Shaofu's body, and finally gathered around that sword, making the surrounding space fluctuate like boiling water.
"Draw the sword!"
Qin Xuan pulled out his sword, and the aura surged, and in the silent mountain forest, a thunderous sound like thunder suddenly came out, and then where the sword qi passed, a wave of sword wind fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread out.
Finally, the sword stabbed down on a tree trunk that was the size of two bowls, and waves of stormy wind and waves kept hitting the trunk!
"Boom!"
The solid trunk of the tree shook violently, and then it broke off in response, and a sound burst continued to echo in this silent mountain forest, countless leaves scattered and scattered, completely covering the sight, and there were birds and beasts around to frighten, and suddenly flapped their wings and took off, roaring and running into the distance.
Eventually, everything calmed down, and there was a mess all around.
Looking at the broken tree, Qin Xuan's clear eyes also swelled up with a little surprise, but his complexion immediately changed slightly, and he muttered softly: "The sword drawing technique is really much stronger than the falling flower sword technique, but how do you feel that it is better to slow down, it should be able to be faster." ”
After practicing for a while, Qin Xuan felt more tired, tomorrow is a big competition every three years in the Huashan Sword Sect, and the prize is extremely high, so let's go back and rest early.