Chapter Forty-Eight: The Magic Sword?

"Master, I'm here. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiaoxue replied softly.

Huang Xiaoqiang was delighted, and when he looked back, it was Xiaoxue, but Xiaoxue was a little different from before, but he couldn't say what was different.

"Master, this is the third time you have been seriously injured, others say that it is not more than three, and I feel that you will have a fourth serious injury. Xiaoxue said with a smile.

"I don't understand it either, I can only say that it's not strong enough now, I haven't been promoted for a long time, and now I'm always in the early stage of martial arts, and I don't know when I will be able to rise to the middle stage of martial arts." Huang Xiaoqiang was helpless, thinking that he had been beaten by top masters twice, although his life was saved, but this luck was too much. And the feeling of powerlessness in the face of top masters is too strong.

"Master, don't be discouraged, I feel that your strength has increased a lot today, it seems that there is some power entering your body, although this power is very weak, but it is very pure, after this injury, it is expected to be promoted to the middle stage of martial soul. Xiao Xue replied, and then said with a smile on her face, "If there is such a power that has always entered your body, then you will be able to advance to the Martial Saint realm faster than everyone else." ”

Being said by Xiaoxue, Huang Xiaoqiang felt strange, could it be that he was injured, and the pill given by his master was a strength boost. But according to pharmacology, the medicinal properties of the Nine Revolutions Soul Rejuvenation Pill that I took a while ago have not passed, and this medicine is at most effective in consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, and the improvement of power should have nothing to do with it. Then the only possible thing should be the Tiangang Sword.

Thinking of Tiangang Sword, Huang Xiaoqiang suddenly patted his head with a sudden realization. When he was holding the Tiangang Sword, he felt that a force seemed to rush to his heart, and this pure power should be from the Tiangang Sword. But Xiaoxue said that the strength comes from today, Huang Xiaoqiang thought about it and made a bold assumption. The Tiangang Sword devoured blood, and the first batch of black-clothed people turned into dry corpses was caused by the Tiangang Sword, and the Tiangang Sword absorbed the essence of these people and passed it on to himself, so he could have such an improvement. That process is equivalent to the Dafa of absorbing stars.

Huang Xiaoqiang thought about it like this, and Xiaoxue sensed it. "Congratulations to the host, congratulations to the host. With such an effect, you only need to kill thousands of people, absorb their power, and you can become a martial saint. Xiao Xue had a strong smile on his face and seemed to be very happy, but then the smile disappeared because he felt what Huang Xiaoqiang was thinking again.

Huang Xiaoqiang knew that Xiaoxue he was thinking could sense it, but he still had to say it. "If you sacrifice countless people just to achieve yourself, then what's the difference between that and the devil. Master told us that those who study martial arts must first have martial virtues and abide by the way of chivalry in everything. If I really became a martial saint by killing thousands of people, I would rather not know martial arts and just be an ordinary person. ”

After Huang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Xue, he knew what was different between Xiao Xue and the others, and Xiao Xue had a little evil on his face unconsciously. "Hmph, it must be this Tiangang Sword who is doing tricks, no wonder the purple-collar man said that it was a magic sword. I think I'd better throw this sword away or destroy it, so as not to leave it in the world. Huang Xiaoqiang continued.

"Don't, master, you can blame Xiaoxue, but don't spoil this sword. Saying that, Xiaoxue actually cried. "As the master's master said, the good or evil of a weapon always depends on the quality of the person's heart with the sword. The master is chivalrous, the Tiangang sword must be a sword of justice, and the master only uses this sword to destroy the evil demons. That can not only eliminate the demon guard, but also strengthen yourself, that is not killing two birds with one stone. ”

Huang Xiaoqiang was a little flustered when he saw Xiaoxue crying, Xiaoxue also felt very reasonable when he said this, and nodded, after all, he was really reluctant to give up such a sharp weapon. Huang Xiaoqiang thought about the Tiangang Sword in his mind, and the Tiangang Sword also appeared in his hand in the illusion, looking at the Tiangang Sword in his hand, Huang Xiaoqiang said: "Yes, use this so-called magic sword to destroy the evil demons in this world and support justice." Also, Xiaoxue, your selfish words at the beginning, you are not allowed to say them again in the future. ”

"Good master, obedient master. Xiaoxue burst into tears and smiled, nodding back.

"Okay, I've got to practice to fix myself. Huang Xiaoqiang said to Xiaoxue, sat on the ground, and began to practice the Taixuan Sutra again.

Xiaoxue didn't bother him anymore, and disappeared in an instant.

Soon two and a half hours passed, and night fell.

"Childe, get up for dinner. Xiao Yu knocked on the door, then pushed the door and entered.

Huang Xiaoqiang woke up and returned to reality, at this time his internal injuries were still relatively serious, although he recovered a little, but he was in pain as soon as he lifted his breath.

Xiaoyu hurriedly came up to support Huang Xiaoqiang, so that Huang Xiaoqiang could slow down, Huang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the difference between men and women at the moment, put one hand on Xiaoyu's shoulder, and slowly walked to the table.

"Childe, Uncle Simon said that you are too injured to eat greasy, spicy and other irritating foods, so you ordered me to send these side dishes. And I specially told you to live and recuperate for a few days, so in the future, I will send food over so that my son can eat it in the room. Xiaoyu was full of smiles, and she felt very satisfied to be able to deliver food to Huang Xiaoqiang every day. "Come, Childe, drink a bowl of soup first. ”

Huang Xiaoqiang originally wanted to stand up and say, "I'll do it myself." But for some reason, I didn't have any strength in my body for a while, and there was some pain. Huang Xiaoqiang didn't refuse, and enjoyed Xiaoyu's service.

"Why are you standing and eating together? Huang Xiaoqiang looked at Xiaoyu standing respectfully on the side, a little puzzled.

"Xiaoyu has eaten it. Xiaoyu returned.

However, from Xiaoyu's eyes, Huang Xiaoqiang knew that Xiaoyu was lying, with a hint of anger on his face, and said with a smile, "Don't lie to me in the future, otherwise I will be angry." Sit down and eat together, and don't talk to me about these polite things. ”

Xiao Yu nodded, and sat down with Huang Xiaoqiang to eat, afraid that the food would not be enough, Xiao Yu asked people to send two dishes and some rice.

The chefs of the Ximen family are indeed superb, Huang Xiaoqiang ate bowl after bowl, and ate four large bowls of rice before stopping. "Ah, so full, so satisfied. Huang Xiaoqiang sighed, presumably the weakness of his hands and feet just now was because he was hungry. Huang Xiaoqiang got up and found a rattan rocking chair to sit on, swaying uncomfortably. Just got up, shaking the tiredness came again, Huang Xiaoqiang squinted and lay down.

On the other side, Xiaoyu was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks. Suddenly, a person came in, Xiao Yu saw that it was Ling Wenlong, Xiao Yu didn't know what to call Ling Wenlong for a while, so she could only bow her head and say, "Uncle Ling is good." Then he said to Huang Xiaoqiang, "Childe, childe, wake up, your master is here." ”

But Huang Xiaoqiang didn't wake up, and Ling Wenlong also signaled Xiaoyu to avoid it. After Xiaoyu cleaned up briefly, she exited the door.

Ling Wenlong found a stool and sat next to Huang Xiaoqiang. About half an hour, Huang Xiaoqiang woke up, saw Ling Wenlong beside him, was surprised, and said, "Master, why are you here, the apprentice is really damned, he is still asleep here." Then he was ready to stand up and salute.

Ling Wenlong stopped Huang Xiaoqiang and signaled him not to care about these etiquette. "Qiang'er, you were too seriously injured today and lost too much blood. You should have cultivated well, but the master came to disturb you. Ling Wenlong said with a smile.

"Master is here late at night, I don't know what's the matter?" Huang Xiaoqiang said, after all, he was seriously injured at this time, if it was just a small talk, Ling Wenlong would definitely not be here.

Ling Wenlong nodded, and suddenly said seriously, "Yes." ”