Serendipity, by chance. Zhao Rui smiled and turned the bloodthirsty demon knife to come... A brushstroke.

"By chance?"

Xuan Ling used a question sentence to show that he didn't believe his statement at all.

The bloodthirsty magic knife is a magic weapon of the immortal family in ancient times, and probably only the fairy world will appear, but this ghost actually said that it was obtained by chance!

This is really unconvincing, not to mention that this ghost also brought a fragment of a Western artifact last time, which is even more suspicious.

Where the hell did he get these treasures?

Xuan Ling knew that Zhao Rui didn't want to tell the truth, so although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't say anything about it, just smiled, and then brought the matter over.

Zhao Rui then continued:

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Since the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife is an ancient treasure, its current power is not even one percent of what it used to be. I tried to restore its former power, but there seemed to be an invisible resistance blocking it, and the power of the magic knife could not be increased. ”

Xuan Ling heard Zhao Rui say this, so he carefully examined the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, and then nodded again and again: "That's true." According to ancient legends, the bloodthirsty magic knife is an extremely fierce thing, infinitely powerful, and earth-shattering, but now, the power exuded by this magic knife is obviously far from the legend. Hmm, I guess that the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife may have been severely damaged in ancient times, and even the demon spirit in the knife has become very weak. The reason why this bloodthirsty demon knife is powerful is because there is a spirit in the sword. Now that the demon spirit is weak, the power of the magic knife is naturally greatly reduced. As for whether you feel resistance or because the demon spirit is weak, no matter how much True Qi you inject, it will only be able to accept a very small fraction. ”

"You are the Grand Master of the Refining Weapon Sect, the first person in the Cultivation Realm to refine weapons, in your opinion, how should I break through that invisible resistance and increase the power of the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife?" Zhao Rui asked Xuan Ling. So without hesitation, he brought a high hat to the head of the Xuanling Daoist.

The identity of the Xuanling Daoist in the cultivation realm is extremely noble and highly respected, and he has heard a lot of sycophants, and he usually doesn't care much about it, but Zhao Rui is in his mind. It has a very high status and a mysterious identity. Therefore, this was said by Zhao Rui. The effect was very different, and he was extremely useful.

He stroked his beard. He smiled refreshedly and said, "Fellow Daoist of the Spirit." You're asking the right person. Although this bloodthirsty magic knife is an ancient immortal, but all laws have the same origin, and I do have a way. Maybe it can restore the demon spirit in this bloodthirsty demon knife, as long as the demon spirit in the knife recovers, this bloodthirsty demon knife will naturally regain its past glory! However, I just don't know, will you use this method!"

"Oh, what's that method? When Zhao Rui heard that Xuan Ling had a way to restore the power of the magic knife, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly asked.

Xuanling Dao Chief smiled incomprehensibly, and did not answer directly, but circled ***: "Since this magic knife is named bloodthirsty, it naturally has its deep meaning. ”

"Bloodthirsty?" Zhao Rui seemed to understand something, and then said, "You mean, I have to use a lot of blood to restore the demon spirit?"

"Not bad. The Xuan Ling Dao Elder nodded, "The Earth Demon Spirit in the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife is fond of blood, absorbing the essence of blood from it, and gradually growing stronger. ”

Zhao Rui frowned and said, "Then if I want to restore the power of the magic knife to the ancient times, how much blood will it take." ”

The smile on the face of the Xuanling Daoist gradually faded, and he said word by word: "The corpses are thousands of miles, and the blood is flowing like a river!"

Zhao Rui was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that from the mouth of the Xuanling Dao Master, he would get this answer!

Thousands of miles of corpses, rivers of blood!

How many lives must have been!

He couldn't help but shake his head: "It's a legal society now, and killing people is a crime, as for killing so many people in order to refine magic weapons, even a madman won't think about it." ”

Xuanling Daoist's face was still very serious, but there was gradually a smile in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist of the Spirit, you have a mysterious origin, but you often have some ancient magic weapons in your hands. It has been quite a long time since my Xuan Ling stepped into the cultivation realm, and there are countless cultivators who have seen it. But you're a little confused.

To be honest, I've been secretly worried about what to do if you're a bloody and ruthless demon.

If that's the case, in the near future, I'm afraid that the cultivation realm will rise again

Wind and blood. Now, though, you don't look like that.

Speaking of this, Xuan Ling paused, and finally a smile bloomed on his face, and then continued: "Actually, there are other ways to make the demon spirit in the knife stronger, and make the bloodthirsty demon knife more powerful!"

Zhao Rui was already a little disappointed, but now when he heard that there were other methods, he couldn't help but become a little interested again, and asked, "What other way?"

"In ancient times, there were some particularly evil demons, in order to refine powerful magic weapons and improve their strength, they used to create countless killings, and then extract the essence of the blood and condense it into crystals, as the material for refining magic weapons, but this kind of refining method is too evil and cold, and the vast majority of cultivators hate it.

Under the blows of some famous factions, this evil method of refining weapons has gradually disappeared, especially in the past hundred years, it has almost never been discovered.

As for the crystals condensed by the essence of blood, they were either destroyed or used, and it is estimated that there are not many that have been passed down to the world.

However, if you look closely, you should still be able to find it. As long as you find such a spade, your bloodthirsty magic knife will definitely be able to increase its power and sharpness!"

Zhao Rui listened to the words of the Xuanling Daoist, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, the world is so big, where can I find it?

Instead of spending so much effort searching for the essence of blood, it is better to cultivate hard, but I am afraid that my strength will improve even faster.

"Dao Chief, in this Heavenly Blessing Fantasy Realm, is there such a spar for sale?"

"Well, two or three hundred years ago, I saw people selling it, but now it doesn't. ”

Zhao Rui couldn't help but be a little speechless, two or three hundred years ago, when was that.

His grandfather's grandfather, I'm afraid he hasn't been born yet!

He couldn't help but throw the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife into the Qiankun Ring in disappointment, then bid farewell to the Xuanling Daoist and retreated from the Heavenly Blessing Illusion Realm.

Since there was no way to increase the power of the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife for the time being, Zhao Rui felt a little depressed, and he didn't want to continue to stay at home, so he decided to go out for a walk and relax.

At this time, it was already winter, although the sun was still bright, but the temperature had dropped significantly, and the leaves of the sycamore trees on the side of the road had already fallen off, leaving only the smooth branches, standing in the wind.

Although the temperature is low, the road is still full of traffic and streaming.

Zhao Rui walked out of the community and wandered around the street, like a leisurely stroll, without any special purpose.

As he walked and watched, he walked around a few blocks, and when he came to Youyi Road, there was suddenly a loud sound of music and firecrackers in front of him, and from time to time a luxury car drove past him and drove forward.

Zhao Rui estimated that he was doing some kind of activity in front of him, anyway, he was idle now, so he decided to go over to see the excitement.

After walking a few hundred meters forward, Zhao Rui saw that under a high-end office building, gongs and drums were noisy, and people were buzzing.

Zhao Rui walked over with a lively mood and inquired about it, only to know that it was a well-known foreign company that had set up a branch in East Lake, because the investment was not small, coupled with the foreign company and the celebrities of East Lake, Lin Wanyang, the CEO of Wanyang Company, had close contacts, so many senior officials in East Lake City came to cheer. Attended the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and the specifications were quite high.

Zhao Rui originally thought that it was a promotional event in a shopping mall, there were performances to watch, there were prizes to take, and you could see the excitement, but now when he saw that it was a cutting ceremony, he suddenly lost any interest, and turned his head and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the person in charge of the foreign company's Donghu branch walked out of the office building.

This man was blonde and blue-eyed, with a long figure and a graceful demeanor, with a rare gentlemanly temperament, but his skin was too fair, and his skin was a little weird, as if he had rarely been exposed to the sun.

Zhao Rui's heart suddenly appeared a warning signal, and he found that this foreigner's body actually hid this very disturbing and dangerous aura!

Zhao Rui couldn't help but be slightly surprised, because this kind of feeling, he usually only felt it from extraordinary powerhouses!

At this moment, the handsome young man with blond hair seemed to notice that Zhao Rui was looking at him, turned his head violently, and stared straight at Zhao Rui, his gaze was as sharp as a knife!

The eyes of the two met in the air, like invisible swords, clashing each other, bursting out a little spark!