Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Ghost Lingers

If anyone was most surprised by the fact that there was an extra sword embryo in Jing Yuan, it would be Sun Rongrong.

Jing Yuan, as the sword pavilion of this broken small world, is very familiar to Sun Rongrong, in the past two years, she has been doing the business of buying and selling magic weapons in private as a silk merchant in the name, and she is naturally like a treasure in her own warehouse, as for this sword embryo, it is really not that he deliberately hides it, but he really has no impression.

Looking at this innate sword embryo floating on the water, it is too reluctant to say that it is a sword, three feet long, the whole body is jet black, and the material is not some kind of metal, but like some kind of wood.

After this "sword" appeared, Long Yabi was extremely active, and the entire sword body kept trembling, and even a little hot, as if it was constantly urging Zhao Xifeng to choose this sword.

Zhao Xifeng asked Long Yabi with a very small life: "Sword Boss, do you really want me to choose this black wood?"

Dragon's Tooth let out a clear roar.

Zhao Xifeng shook his head with a wry smile, reached out and fished out this "wooden stick" that looked quite average in the well water, looking left and right, it didn't look like a sword.

"I remembered!" Sun Rongrong suddenly clapped his hands and said, "This wooden strip is not a sword embryo at all, it is the wood left over from the construction of the well abyss, I was too lazy to bring out the Nine Ghost Mirror, so I casually threw it in the well water, who would have thought that this wood would sink when it encountered water, I think it is too troublesome to salvage, so I will not care about it." ”

Zhao Xifeng frowned and pondered for a moment, and asked, "Then the origin of this wood, has Miss Sun ever remembered?"

Sun Rongrong nodded and replied: "This is natural, Jingyuan, as a place to raise swords, is actually a magic weapon, and the materials and workmanship are very exquisite, this wood is a hundred years of wood essence that I entrusted someone to transport from Daze Mountain, most of it has been used, and only such a small section is left." ”

A hint of strangeness flashed in Zhao Xifeng's eyes, and then he deliberately covered it up, and nodded quietly.

That's where the original dragon of the dragon tooth was suppressed, and it seems that there is really a connection between this wood and the dragon tooth blue.

"Alas, I didn't expect this piece of wood spirit to be accompanied by the Dao Sword in the well water all the year round, and it actually gave birth to a sword spirit," Sun Rongrong pretended to sigh, regardless of the fact that he had already denied that this wooden stick was not a sword embryo at all, obviously wanting to "shoddy", and treat this thing as an innate sword embryo to give Zhao Xifeng a charge.

And Zhao Xifeng's mind was full of the relationship between this wooden strip and the dragon tooth bi at the moment, although he also understood Sun Rongrong's thoughts, but he didn't want to worry too much, so he followed her wishes, and took the wooden strip as a sword embryo and put it in his pocket.

Subsequently, the two left the broken small world in the Nine Ghost Mirrors and returned to the warehouse, Sun Rongrong hummed all the way, looking very good, it is no wonder, even if it is her, it is rare to get 500,000 taels of silver one day, and she also sold a slightly spiritual wooden strip as a sword embryo to a silly boy, and she gained a lot.

And Zhao Xifeng solemnly held the five flying swords and a wooden strip that Zhao Wu couldn't earn in a hundred lifetimes as a post soldier, for fear of a mistake.

Zhao and Sun said goodbye to the old Sun Ji Silk Village at the door, in order to prevent someone from seeing wealth, Sun Rongrong deliberately called a carriage for his nearby car dealership, in her opinion, Zhao Xifeng should be the kind of noble and noble son of a foreign country who is not highly cultivated, but he has a good kendo talent, and he should be deliberately given an experience by his family to buy a sword in Beijing, so his self-protection ability should not be strong, besides, even if a half-old child has cultivation, how many catties and taels can he have?

If he knew that Zhao Xifeng was actually a monk in the desired period, it was estimated that Sun Rongrong would drop his jaw for the third time in one day.

The first two times were naturally the worship of the swords and the deadwood sword spirit.

Zhao Xifeng sat in the carriage, holding the "wooden stick" in his left hand, holding the dragon tooth bi in his right hand, looking left and right with a serious expression, trying to see the connection between the two.

However, from the looks of it, the dragon's teeth are as green as gold and jade, and the wooden sticks seem to be withered, but in fact they are as hard as iron, but what is the relationship between the two, I am afraid that no one can judge with the naked eye alone.

Zhao Xifeng raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders, and gently tapped the wooden stick on the spine of the sword, which was originally just an unintentional move, but he didn't expect the change to appear!

It seemed to be an auditory hallucination, and there was a wail from the originally hard wooden stick, and then, the wail turned into a sigh, and the dragon tooth bi trembled again and began to heat up!

The heat was conducted through the blade of the sword on the wooden stick, and the jet-black wooden stick began to become soft, like ice bars melting in the sun in winter, and the black liquid continued to melt on the wooden stick and fall low on the dragon's tooth.

This process lasted about half a cup of tea, the entire wooden stick was melted away, and the black juice it turned into did not leak a drop, all wrapped in the dragon's tooth, half of which was absorbed into the sword, and the other half was attached to the various pitted gaps on the sword body, making the entire sword body look uglier.

After all this was over, Dragontooth was back to normal, the light dissipated, and the warmth was gone.

Zhao Xifeng watched all this happen stupidly, he didn't have time to react, and muttered to himself in the air: "An innate sword embryo is just gone?"

In response, the dragon tooth bi shook slightly, and it seemed to be a well-fed little flower snake.

Zhao Xifeng smiled bitterly a few times, thinking in his heart, it turned out that it was just that the sword boss was hungry, so the 100,000 taels of silver were in vain.

Zhao Xifeng put away the short sword behind his waist, looked out of the car window, and after a moment of observation, he felt that the street scene was a little different from when he came, and then looked at the daylight, when he first entered the city, he came from the west, but now, the carriage is driving in the direction of the south of the city.

"Master, you're on the wrong path. Zhao Xifeng lifted the curtain and patted the coachman's shoulder, the coachman hummed a Kyoto tune and turned his head blankly, "Ah", and then asked: "This little brother, that's right, I am very familiar with the road to Nancheng Cuilian, I can't be wrong!"

Zhao Xifeng smiled slightly and said, "Master, it's not Cuilian, it's not a return, you see, we should go over there, Zhao Xifeng said and stretched out his right arm and pointed to the west.

Just when Zhao Xifeng stretched out his arm and opened the empty door, the strange coachman took out a dagger and stabbed Zhao Xifeng's left chest and heart, and in his mouth, he was still humming the Kyoto tune!

Zhao Xifeng is also a person who has wandered between life and death several times, at the critical moment, he did not do other actions, but the true yuan ran his whole body, and the Yuan Spirit shield was automatically opened, and at the last moment, he blocked this extremely unexpected and insidious knife!

Such a method is to kill ripe!

Zhao Xifeng slashed it with one palm, and thought of it at the same time in his heart.