Chapter 33: Blood Practice

Xiang Xueying restrained her shyness and said, "Senior brother, I like you."

Zhang Xiang was very surprised that his sister was not an active person in his impression, and now he actually took the initiative to say to himself that liking himself was indeed beyond his expectations, and Zhang Xiang had no experience in feelings, although he was not an emotional idiot, but he was not far behind, but fortunately, things were already very clear, and he had a reaction. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After he was surprised, his eyes were full of emotion and said, "Senior sister, in fact, when I saw you for the first time, I felt that you were beyond human beauty, but you are so beautiful that people are a little afraid to expect that you will like me, I really didn't expect you." ā€

Xiang Xueying bit her lip and said, "Senior brother, do you know that when I saw you, your arrogant momentum and indifferent appearance made me feel that you were a very difficult person to get along with, and after all these hours of getting along, I only knew that you were just indifferent because of the environment, and sometimes I felt that you were very cruel, but now I know that you must not be merciful to the enemy." I've liked you since you first saved me, and you were so tall and a person to rely on. ā€

Ah, this is an old-fashioned story, a hero saved a beauty, and then the beauty promised each other, if this story was Zhang Xiang before, he would definitely scoff at it, but now when it happened to him, he suddenly felt that it was not the person who told the story, that is, the person concerned or the person who knew about it.

Zhang Xiang smiled, the corners of his mouth hung up this time with a heartfelt smile, his eyes suddenly turned, and he said something that made him feel surprised: "Senior sister, this story is very old, the hero saves the beauty, I didn't expect that I, the hero, just showed it slightly, and deceived you, a big beauty, haha, God is really good to me." ā€

Xiang Xue Ying pouted and said, "Bad senior brother, you also bullied me, I will ignore you in the future." That being said, the action shows that her mouth is not right, at least her feet still have the meaning of moving.

At this time, Xiang Xueying is so cute, Zhang Xiang even has an urge to hug her into his arms, well, it seems that TV series do this at this time, Zhang Xiang rarely watches TV and occasionally glances at people, those plots are all similar, there is no need to watch it at all, but Zhang Xiang has seen this plot countless times.

Stretching out his hand, Zhang Xiang domineeringly hugged Xiang Xueying into his arms, Xiang Xueying just gave up resistance after a symbolic struggle, and it was useless for Zhang Xiang to resist even if she resisted.

This is Zhang Xiang's character, domineering and domineering, and then Zhang Xiang is even stronger, locking Xiang Xueying's lips and kissing it directly, Xiang Xueying sighed, and Zhang Xiang completely blocked his mouth before the voice was broken.

The two kissed together for a long time, and a very annoying voice suddenly sounded at this time, "Bull nose, this plot doesn't seem to be suitable for us to watch, avoid, avoid." ā€

Xiang Xueying was embarrassed, Uncle Shi was really annoying, she actually came to join in the fun at this time, she was really embarrassed to look up, buried her head deep in Zhang Xiang's arms, and made an ostrich.

Zhang Xiang's current temperament is the best moment since his grandfather's death, if arrogance is the disguise of his appearance, then now is Zhang Xiang's true temperament, the indifference of the appearance just shows the fragility of his heart, the appearance of arrogance is just a mask for him not to be hurt, what pain and sorrow in his heart I am afraid only he knows, and only he has to bear it alone.

"Master, if you want it too, do you want me to find you a master?"

The sloppy Taoist pretended to be angry and said, "Stinky boy, you actually made a joke about the master, believe it or not, I will expel you from the master." ā€

Ming Xuan interjected with a smile, "I don't agree, I finally found an apprentice son-in-law, senior brother, if you dare to expel Feng'er from the division, I won't be done with you." ā€

Two old guys who have lived for hundreds of years, and now they are in a good mood and don't know how to describe it, completely abandoned the prestige of being self-respecting in front of outsiders, and also made an unprecedented joke.

The sloppy Taoist smiled and said, "Yaha, you are very good at being a good person, I am such a disciple, even if you want to, I won't do it, I'm angry with you." ā€

Mingxu smiled and said to himself, who said just now that he wanted to expel the apprentice from the master. But he wouldn't say anything about such a disappointment.

After a joking, the atmosphere was extremely lively, and Xiang Xueying also poked her head out of Zhang Xiang's arms, Zhang Xiang also stood up and moved his muscles and bones that had not moved for a long time.

Lao Dao suddenly said, "Feng'er, what kind of weapon do you use to attack, how can there be such a great destructive power, and only a few people are left who will destroy the opponent's more than 4,000 people at once." ā€

Zhang Xiang summoned the blood sword hanging in his body, and as soon as the blood sword came out, the faces of the sloppy Daoist and the Mingxu Daoist suddenly appeared.

"Feng'er, hand me this sword. "Sloppy and humane.

Zhang Xiang stretched out his hand and handed the blood sword to the sloppy Taoist, who carefully looked at the blood sword, and turned his head to Mingxu Daoist, "Bullnose, are you sure?"

Mingxu smiled and said, "You're all sure, and you asked me what to do." ā€

"Feng'er, how did you get this sword. ā€

"This is what my grandfather left me, I have been using it with a sword since I started, but I don't know how it suddenly became what it is now, when I used it, my power was involuntarily absorbed by it, if it didn't stop, I'm afraid my Buddha baby and Jin Dan would be destroyed by it. ā€

"It's no wonder that your strength is not enough to control it, not to mention that even if you are a master, I may not be able to control it. ā€

Zhang Xiang was surprised that the master would not have any problem controlling the high-grade immortal sword with the cultivation of the Dacheng stage, but now the master actually said that he could not control his own sword, what is it and what is its origin?

The sloppy Taoist tried to inject his energy into the blood sword, but no matter how hard he tried, the blood sword didn't react at all, the sloppy Taoist was so depressed, he had never encountered a weapon that he held but was helpless.

"Senior brother, don't try it, there is no way for anyone else to control this sword except Feng'er. ā€

The sloppy Taoist sighed and said, "That's right, this sword has already recognized Feng'er, and no one else can control it except him, but this makes me sure that this sword is indeed the level we recognize." ā€

Zhang Xiang was confused, what they were talking about, why couldn't he understand it at all, "Master, what are you talking about, uncle, I don't understand at all." ā€

"Feng'er, do you know how powerful your sword is? It's an artifact, if I'm not mistaken, this sword is at least a medium-grade artifact, I really don't understand, how can such a powerful artifact recognize you as a cultivator who is only in the Yuan Infant Stage? You must know that when the ancestor asked the Yellow Emperor to recognize the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, the Yellow Emperor's cultivation had already reached the realm of immortals. ā€

"Master, I don't understand it, but I always have a sense of dĆ©jĆ  vu when I hold this sword, as if I have been familiar with it for a long time. ā€

Although the sloppy Taoist and the Mingxu Taoist are both well-informed people, they have no way to give Zhang Xiang a better explanation for this.

After handing the blood sword to Zhang Xiang, the sloppy Taoist said, "You try to use it, as long as you have a little energy." Zhang Xiang took the blood sword and slightly entered a little Xuanyuan True Force, no, it was not only Xuanyuan True Force, but also that mysterious power, just a little Xuanyuan True Power Blood Sword had already exuded a strong aura, and bursts of murderous aura surged out, making the sloppy Daoist and Mingxu change color, but Zhang Xiang had no intention of attacking them, these murderous aura just filled the air and gave people a suffocating pressure.

Although the pressure of murderous aura is very strong, it is not enough to affect the sloppy Daoist and the Mingxu Daoist, the sloppy Daoist took a deep breath and said, "It's so strong and murderous, it is actually dozens of times stronger than the murderous aura when we used the Xuanyuan Sword Technique, this is just Feng'er input a little power, if he uses it with all his strength, I'm afraid we will all be affected." ā€

Mingxu Daoist nodded and said, "This murderous aura is indeed powerful, no wonder Feng'er will destroy so many people with one move, not to mention that attacking this murderous aura is enough to destroy everyone below the Yuan Infant Stage." ā€

Sloppy Dao said, "The power of Feng'er's sword is indeed very great, but it is definitely not what you can control now, don't use it at the most critical juncture in the future, although you can hurt the enemy, but with the increase of your cultivation, the self-injury will be even more severe, and when the time comes, neither of us will be by your side, you will be in danger." ā€

Zhang Xiang nodded, if he hadn't lost his mind in anger last time, he wouldn't have launched an attack that he couldn't launch at all costs, that kind of pain from the mind and body Zhang Xiang thought about it and felt a burst of hair in his heart, even if you let him now, he would definitely not use it.

The sloppy Taoist sighed with emotion, "I don't know if God favors us or punishes us Xuanyuan Sword Gate, Feng'er has encountered enough troubles since Xiuzhen, and every time it is so thrilling, I really don't know when I can't control it once, and I want his life." ā€

Mingxu said, "Senior brother, when did you become so sentimental, this is not the sloppy Taoist I know, Feng'er Jiren has his own natural appearance, he has come over after so many crises, even if there is no us by his side in the future, I believe he can handle it himself." ā€

Xiang Xueying was beside Zhang Xiang and asked worriedly, "Senior uncle, what is the danger of senior brother, can't you not use this sword in the future?"

The sloppy Taoist replied embarrassedly, " Ying'er, it is selfish for the master to let people and your senior brother double cultivate, your senior brother has two kinds of energy in his body, Xuanyuan True Power and Buddha Yuan Force, once these two forces in the body are out of balance, Feng'er will be impacted by the two energies at any time, and I will discuss with your master that only your energy can get your senior brother out of the crisis at some point, so I want you to double cultivate with your senior brother, haha, but I didn't expect my apprentice to be so charming, and I would have stolen your heart a long time ago, hehe, so I will definitely not be sorry for you. ā€

Xiang Xueying stomped her foot and pouted, "Master, uncle, you are really, you really want to deceive people for life, I will never pay attention to you in the future." ā€

Xiang Xueying's appearance is so cute, and she feels angry, in fact, it is the coquettish tone that caused the two old guys to laugh for a while, although Zhang Xiang did not laugh, but he also smiled at this person who was already his wife, he secretly said in his heart, he is now the happiest person in the world, family affection, love is so beautiful, this is something he couldn't dream of before.

After everyone laughed, Lao Dao suddenly took out a sword, "Niu Nose, show you this sword, I took it from the Pope's hand, a high-grade immortal weapon, I just learned that those Western cultivators have such a good weapon in their hands, but it's a pity that they can't exert the power of this immortal sword at all, otherwise it will take a lot of energy for me to win." ā€

Ming Xuan took the Bright Divine Sword and looked at it carefully, "Sure enough, it is a good sword, but I don't understand how this sword is successfully refined, and its refining method does not seem to be possessed by cultivators at all." ā€

The sloppy Taoist said, "That's right, when I received this fairy sword, I tried this sword, but I couldn't exert its power, as if it was a piece of scrap iron in our hands." ā€

Zhang Xiang once experimented with the Cain Divine Sword, and he couldn't control it, and now this fairy sword, which is similar to the Cain Divine Sword, can't even understand what the master can't figure out, so the Cain Divine Sword may not be able to figure it out, but he still took out the Cain Divine Sword.

"Master, uncle, this sword was taken from the blood clan, and it is also a top-grade immortal sword, I have also tried it, but there is no way to control it. ā€

Lao Dao was surprised, "I didn't expect that there would be two high-grade immortal swords in the Western world that we had never seen before, and its cultivation method was unknown to us, it seems that this Western world is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." ā€

Zhang Xiang recalled what Tianlong had said, and then said to the sloppy Daoist and Mingxu Dao, "I heard from a duke of the blood clan that this divine sword, which has been called the sword of the ancestor of the blood clan, has no way to control it if it does not have the direct bloodline of the blood clan. ā€

Lao Dao suddenly rejoiced and said, "In this way, now I understand that the reason why this sword can't be controlled is that its cultivation method is the art of blood refining, and the need for this refining weapon is to use essence blood as the medium and blood as the guide, from the moment it begins to refine, it will only accept people with the same bloodline, because if you want to exert its power, you must use blood as a guide." ā€

Mingxu also obviously knew about blood refining, he nodded before he said, "This method has very high requirements for cultivators, if you can't cultivate, it is easy to damage your own cultivation, but the weapons refined through this method are far more convenient to use than the flying sword that drips blood to recognize the master, it is equivalent to being one with the cultivator, but there are very few people who can use this method to refine weapons, and all we know is the blood refining of demon cultivators, but I have never heard of that demon cultivator sect with the ability to cultivate immortal weapons." ā€