Chapter 138: Edgeworth's Flight (Part II)
"Tempered with blood!" Ximen Tian bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood.
The green vat sword lying quietly on the stone table was in the middle with a little pale golden blood in the red, flowing along the lines of the sword's body.
"Lead!" Ximen Tian was dressed in flowing white clothes, injected spiritual power at this moment, jumped around there, and chanted words, like a magic stick that opened the altar.
After a while, there was a sizzling sound on the sword's body, as if a red-hot soldering iron touched water.
Ximen Tian grinned in pain, and his face was a little pale, but at this moment he knew that he couldn't rest, and according to Su Qin's instructions, he used his essence blood to draw a talisman on the Qingwan Sword.
"Don't be distracted, or you'll lose all your work. Su Qin looked at him drawing the talisman there with difficulty, his voice was a little serious, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.
"It's so hot!" Ximentian's fingers began to tremble, and he seemed to be a little unable to hold on.
"That's how it's drawn, really. Although she said that she would be ruthless and let him finish painting the talisman by himself, she would no longer care about this kind of thing, and wanted him to be independent. But looking at the beloved in such pain, I still can't bear it.
Ximentian's face turned red, his eyes revealed a trace of unwillingness, and just as he was about to give up, he felt a slightly cool hand on his wrist. The body couldn't help but stiffen slightly.
"Don't get distracted. Yingying Yanyan's voice came from his ears, bringing Ximen Tian an inexplicable sense of relief. For a moment, he was a little cranky.
Sideways, hooked, horizontal. A quaint and sharp symbol was inaugurated on the Qingwan Sword.
The Qingjar Sword immediately came with a sense of resistance, but it was suppressed by the runes in an instant, and it was quietly placed on the stone table.
"Whew, why is it so uncomfortable, it's just a drop of blood. Ximen Tianyi sat on the ground, only feeling dizzy.
"This is not bad, it is the sacrificial rune of the ancient monks left over from the Valley of Hundred Flowers...... Get up!" Su Qin just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw a faint stream of light flickering on the Qinggang Sword, and his face suddenly changed.
"What's wrong?" Ximen Tian had just relieved his breath, only to feel a strong aura of resistance through Ximen Tian's essence and blood straight up the meridians, intending to go straight to the dantian.
"Stick to the spiritual platform, this green cylinder sword is not simple! Su Qin's speed of speech was very fast.
Simon didn't have time to react to what was going on, so he instinctively acted on the perception of danger.
The cyan gray spiritual power was destroyed all the way along the meridians, wanting to destroy Ximen Tian's defense and cultivation and regain his freedom.
"Little sword spirit, dare to be so presumptuous before it has taken shape?" Su Qinjiao snorted, and put her hands directly on Ximentian's shoulders.
Ximen Tian only felt a chill coming from his shoulder, and the scorching heat of the Qingjar Sword gathered at his Tanzhong acupoint.
"Peace of mind...... Ahem. Su Qin was rushed by the sword spirit, and immediately affected the wound in her heart, and she bit her silver teeth, increasing the input of spiritual energy.
"It's cold...... It's hot. Ximen Tian's face was red and white, and the meridians had been tempered in the endless destruction and repair, and they had become more tenacious.
"Bear with me. The blood at the corner of Su Qin's mouth slowly penetrated the veil, but her tone was still so soft. She knew that if she let go, once Ximen Tian couldn't hold the dantian, her cultivation would be greatly damaged, and her life would be worried.
"Break!" Several immortal seals formed by spiritual energy crushed straight over and were printed on the bronze sword, and the lines of the sword body dimmed sharply.
"Alright. Su Qin's veil was already blood-red, she saw that Ximen Tian had finished pranayama, smiled lightly, and a big stone in her heart fell to the ground, and as soon as she turned around, it disappeared.
"Sword up!" He refined the Qingjar Sword slightly, sensing the true power that belonged to the Qingjar Sword.
This holy artifact, which has been sealed in the dust for thousands of years, once again shows its true face.
"Miss Suqin?" Ximen Tian was ecstatic in his heart, but when he turned around, he found that he was the only one left in the flower viewing pavilion.
"What is this?" Ximen Tian lowered his head and saw the mark on the ground like plum blossoms, and couldn't help but look at it curiously.
"Look at what to see, practice the sword. The narrow embroidered shoes stepped on the "mark" at once, and then the long purple palace dress dragged to cover the corner.
The days of cultivation always pass quickly, and in the past three months of diligent study, Ximen Tian has completely mastered the basic essentials of the imperial sword.
"Look at the flying sword!" The Qingjar sword was thrown out by Ximen Tian from afar, and it was about to be inserted into the mountain stone.
"Hmph. Su Qin snorted lightly and sat on the top of the flower-viewing pavilion.
"Turn. Ximen Tian's heart moved, and the green cylinder sword immediately stabbed obliquely towards the purple palace woman.
"Hum. With a pluck, a wind blade easily knocked the Qinggang Sword away.
"Chasing the wind!" The lines on the sword lit up slightly, and afterimages flashed one after another in mid-air.
"Good swordsmanship, it seems that it has improved a lot. Su Qin showed a look of surprise in her eyes, it was the first time she saw that Ximen Tian was able to control the flying sword with ease, and used such exquisite swordsmanship.
"It's just that no matter how superb the swordsmanship is, it will have its flaws. The slender jade fingers were clasped on the nine-stringed piano, and it was delayed.
Medium. "Ximen Tian will not spare his hand to the dignified Hundred Flowers Valley Valley.
"I'm in a hurry, ask the sky. As soon as Su Qin said this, he fell into a trance again.
In the heavy snow, the white-clothed fairy king said this to himself.
"Qin'er, you're in a hurry, there will be flaws in a hurry, look at me. ”
Su Qin plucked the strings, and the murderous aura in the sky instantly disappeared into invisibility.
"Gu Master, I'm controlling it from the air, is it appropriate for you to bully people with the piano in your hand like this?"
"That's good. Su Qin took out a comb and combed her hair.
"Hey. Ximentian's sense of crisis suddenly emerged, and his soul suddenly died. A short sword of unknown origin rested around his neck. If it were an enemy, he would have died a long time ago.
"You've mastered it well, now try to fly. Su Qin walked over, and she was so conspicuous in the sea of flowers.
Ximen Tian threw the Qingjar sword on the ground, and then stepped on it with both feet.
"What are you doing?"
"Take off. Ximen Tian made a pose and pinched the seal.
The Qingjar Sword quickly enlarged and shot out into the sky like an arrow from a string.
"Take your time. Su Qin smiled, leaving a graceful figure.
"It's really not a human job. Simon sat on the ground, and apparently he was thrown off and did not fly up.
"Come again!"
There is a large humanoid pit in the sea of flowers.
"Come again!"
There is another human-shaped pit in the sea of flowers.
"Whew, I'm so dizzy, I will definitely succeed this time. Ximen Tian wiped the mud off his face and puffed himself up.
"Introverted in the heart, the five qi are towards the yuan!" Ximen Tian trembled and stood on the flying sword, soaring straight into the sky.
"I actually succeeded for the third time!" Ximen Tian was ecstatic.
"Whether it's a genius...... Ahem. Su Qin observed all this in the cave of the inner valley with a round mirror technique.
"Hey!" Ximen Tian was caught off guard and fell from the flying sword.
"Really. Su Qin covered his mouth lightly and looked at Ximen Tian, who basically coincided with the first pit.
"I don't believe it!" Ximen Tian still didn't give up, as if he was crazy, repeating the two actions of going to heaven and falling.