As soon as the blue blood sword was cast, Luo Yichuan began to drive people away, oh, no, it was a demon, his attitude was very resolute, and he looked like he was going to do it if he didn't leave.

"The love of giving a sword, keep it in mind, if you have difficulties in the future, you can go to the Cuiyun Cave of Lingxiu Mountain, two hundred miles north of Heifeng Mountain, to find me!" Bai Fu took the sword and saluted, and left the grass house with the burden on his back.

"Hoo ......"

As soon as he came out of the valley, the howling north wind blew on his body like a knife, and he was cold all over his body, and Bai Fu couldn't help but shiver. After staying in the grass house for more than a month, autumn and winter had changed outside, although it had not snowed, but the severe cold had fallen, but he had been staying by the blazing fire and did not notice it.

"Heh......" was blown by the cold wind, and the body temperature was lost instantly, and Bai Fu couldn't help but feel a little sleepy, yawning all day.

Looking up at the sky, the ink clouds rolled up, and the sky was bright and dark for a while. Bai Fu secretly said that this is going to snow, so it is better to go to Zixu City to prepare two winter clothes before going west.

Bai Fu returned to Zixu City and bought a fox fur to wear on his body, so that he felt less cold. It was getting late, so I was not in a hurry to go out of the city, I went to the pharmacy to grab some medicinal herbs, and after buying a handful of fine sandalwood from the incense shop, I went to the best inn in the city to stay.

The best pear charcoal in the copper basin is burning, and the house is as warm as spring. Bai Fu, who had eaten and drunk enough and finished bathing, pulled out the blue blood sword and placed it in front of him.

"I'm starting to serve you, little ancestor. Bai Fu muttered, poured the medicinal soup that had been cooked on the brazier before bathing into the basin, took out a brocade from his arms, dipped it in some medicinal soup, and wiped the blood sword very carefully and repeatedly.

Potion wipe, this is to raise the sword, which can make the sword not rusty, kill people without blood, and not be eroded by dirt when facing evil arts.

After wiping the blade of the sword, Bai Fu dried the sword with a clean cotton cloth, put it on a shelf, and lit sandalwood to smoke it.

Sandalwood can condense the mind, this is also the god of raising swords, raising swords, and strengthening its sword spirit.

The potion nourishes the sword body, and the sandalwood nourishes the sword spirit, which is the all-round maintenance. Coupled with some precautions, raising a sword is the same as raising a little ancestor.

In the curling green smoke, Bai Fu lightly swiped his left index finger on the sharp blade of the Blue Blood Sword, and immediately cut a hole. He didn't care about the pain, and only after smearing the blood all over the sword did he seal the wound with his true qi, and then bowed to the blue blood sword with a solemn face, very religious.

This is a sacrificial sword, the sword is worshiped as a god, and his thoughts are passed on to the gods, and for the sword, it is to imprint his own thoughts into the sword, leaving his own imprint, and blood, is a sacrifice.

The magic weapon needs to be sacrificed to become one's own, the sacrifice is imprinted into one's own brand, and the refining is to refine the rune prohibition on the sword, so that the imprint can go deeper. Refining must be refined with real fire, which is something only that the earth immortals who formed the golden pill are available, and Bai Fu can only sacrifice the blue blood sword at present.

After applying some gold sore medicine to his hand, and seeing that the sandalwood burned out, Bai Fu took off the sword and sat cross-legged on the bed, with the sword reaching to his knees.

To raise a sword, you also need to use real temperature......

Raising the sword with true temperature, firstly, to refine the impurities in the sword, increase the quality and spirituality of the sword, secondly, to make the sword familiar with its true qi and use it easily, and thirdly, if the sword is taken away, it will also reject its true qi, so that it cannot be used in a short period of time.

The right hand is attached to the sword body, and the true qi comes out from the right hand Lao Gong acupoint, gently pouring into the sword body, slowly warming, as if warming one's own body. And with the true warmth, the blue blood sword immediately flowed with brilliance, trembling slightly, and making a slight buzzing sound, as if it was moaning comfortably.

After raising the Blue Blood Sword with True Temperature for an hour, Bai Fu inserted it back into the sandalwood scabbard, let the scabbard slowly warm it, and closed his eyes to cultivate.

After cultivating until midnight, Bai Fu got into the quilt and fell asleep. After a dreamless night, he got up the next day, washed up, and continued westward.

As Bai Fu expected, it snowed heavily, and in one night, the mountain danced the silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, and between heaven and earth, there was a vast expanse.

Bai Fu's life seems to have returned to when he first left the cave, and he was in a hurry to cultivate every day, but the difference was that there were more tasks that had to be done to raise and sacrifice swords.

After three more days, the road became deserted, and there was no more pedestrians, except for the footprints of the beasts in the mountains.

"The good days seem to be over!" Bai Fu muttered, crashing headlong into the mountains.

After running in the deep mountains for half a day, Bai Fu suddenly appeared in front of his eyes a towering mountain with a top of the clouds, which was blocked on the west road, and the mountain was steep and difficult to walk, no less than Huashan.

"This is going to be detoured, I don't know how many more distances it will take......" Bai Fu groaned under the mountain for a while, then unfolded his wind control technique, and floated towards the top of the mountain.

The higher you go, the more cold the mountain breeze becomes, and the more cold the weather becomes, even if you are wearing a fox fur, when you reach the halfway point of the mountain, Bai Fu already has a feeling that his blood is stagnant and may freeze at any time.

The heart beats more and more slowly, and the person becomes more and more sleepy, which is a precursor to hibernation. Bai Fu naturally didn't let himself fall into hibernation, and his true qi quickly traveled in his body, urging his qi and blood to run quickly, and finally suppressed his body's instinctive desire to hibernate.

Half an hour later, Bai Fu climbed to the top of the mountain, and looked at the west road, countless hills, like big steamed buns, lying in the incomparably huge steamer of heaven and earth.

"The mountain road here is flat, but you can make a snowboard and slide down, saving effort and time!" Seeing that there was no village on the road, Bai Fu, who knew that there was no place to stay, was mentally prepared to sleep in the open air, cut down a tree, cut a big plank, threw it on the ground, jumped on it, and then slid down the mountain.

The mountain wind was whistling in his ears, his face hurt like being scraped by a knife, and Bai Fu, who stepped on the skis, secretly forgot to make a headbag that only showed his eyes, what a failure!

Sliding all the way to the foot of the mountain, Bai Fu, who was about to continue westward, smelled a faint smell of sulfur, and thought that when he was halfway up the mountain, he saw the fog rising from a nearby valley, and his heart moved.

"There should be a hot spring nearby. Now I am frozen and stiff, and my qi and blood are stagnant, so I just need to go to the bubbles and dredge the lower muscles and bones. The snowy hot springs are really a great pleasure in life. Bai Fu immediately resisted the wind and flew in the direction where the smell of sulfur came from.

After flying for a while, Bai Fu came to the edge of the valley where there was a suspected hot spring. It is a hot spring, the valley is very warm, there is no snow, but the water is steaming, and it accumulates in the valley, forming a dense fog, and it is not clear to see objects three meters away.

Afraid of hitting his head on the mountain rocks and crashing out of his body, Bai regained his wind control technique and walked to the valley on foot.

The further down the valley became, the higher the temperature, the thicker the fog, and after walking for a while, Bai Fu could only see what was under his feet.

"Whoa......" Hearing the sound of gurgling water in his ears, Bai Fu immediately touched it and immediately saw a steaming white stream.

Walking along the stream to the source, after walking for a while, a hot water pond appeared in front of me, and at the same time, I found a woman with ice muscles and snow skin, a slender body, and a long hair shawl in the pond, who was looking down to wash her naked body......

"Hot spring water slippery washing creamy ......"

In this situation, such a sentence immediately jumped out of Bai Fu's mind.

To be continued......