Chapter 215 Mom, let’s have a fight
The cloud cover is not wide, it only covers this valley. The clouds don't look very thick, and are gray and black in color. It turns out that it’s not rain clouds but demonic energy?
Where does Canjian Mountain get its devilish energy?
"Yes. Xuan Yao's master is a demon. If there are demon disciples in Canjian Mountain, they should have demonic energy. Where is the demonic energy?"
Everyone thought of this a little. There is no restriction on the origin and race of Canjianshan disciples. Some of them are from demon clan. So where do they practice on weekdays? Why didn't you think of this before? The main reason is that Xuan Yao has never shown any need for demonic energy.
That child is too sensible.
At this moment, there was a roar and an explosion in the fire room, and a row of swords rushed out, breaking through the barrier and shooting into the sky.
A figure followed closely behind, the man chased the sword, the sword flew towards the cloud, the cloud retreated, and flew away with a hula.
Everyone hesitated and had no time to catch up, so they went to look at the fire room and saw Hu Qing walking out slowly.
“What’s going on?” asked Hu Qing.
Hu Qing glanced at it and asked: "What happened? The sword was refined, and suddenly it exploded and exploded. Xuan Yao chased after it. What is that?"
Looking at the crowd: "You guys Why don’t you catch up and take a look?”
Everyone: “.”
Hu Qing waved his hand and said, "I'm going to go to a small retreat and wait until I come out to talk again."
I was very tired of refining the weapon. She actually spent three or four years on the sword and used characters. It was so tiring. At least, get some sleep.
I just felt tired. Fatigue suddenly came over me. I felt like I couldn't lift my legs, and my eyeballs were as dry as if they were dry. She simply called out White Kiss, and the big white python flew away with her on its back.
Everyone looked at each other and finally chased the direction Xuan Yao left.
Not found.
When Xuan Yao came back on his own, it turned out that he had gone to see his master.
Of course the master is concerned about such a big event as the apprentice receiving the natal sword, and he will take people to his secret realm by releasing demonic energy.
"Secret realm? Do they have their own secret realm?" The disciples screamed collectively.
The masters clapped their hands and said: "What a fuss, isn't there a secret realm of caves left by great powers in the Xiaoli world?"
This is the fairy world, and the immortals have created their own secret realm of inheritance. What's difficult?
Jin Xin murmured: "Why didn't I think of this? No, I have to ask my master if he has any."
His eyes rolled around, obviously wanting to poach his master. Small vault.
Several others had the same idea.
Di Yuan only cares about one thing: "Where are your magic swords?"
I didn't see them clearly before, but I can tell how extraordinary those swords are just by looking at them.
Tsk, after refining so many swords at once, Hu Qing could fly!
Xuan Yao summoned the Twelve Demonic Swords. The twelve demonic swords were suspended one meter in the air and stood upright, with the sword tips pointing downwards. The sword energy hit small nests on the ground.
Everyone's pupils dilated and they screamed several times.
Hu Zhuzhu and Hu Huahua moved at the same time, and one of them rushed towards a sword: "I want it so much."
A cold sword energy flashed across the demon sword, forcing the two of them back.
Xuan Yao said in embarrassment: "My master helped me fuse one, but the breath is not very stable now."
In fact, his master also ate his natal sword when he saw it. I was shocked, who would have thought that he would contract twelve swords at once, and they would become one with him. This weapon master has some skills.
Give him some treasures and let him and his natal sword improve a little.
"Why the number of twelve? What's the profound meaning?" Di Yuan circled around each sword, with expressions of admiration and wonder.
Xuan Yao said: "My mother said it is twelve o'clock in the day, Zi Chou Yin Mao, Chen Si and noon, Shen You Xu Hai."
After saying this sentence, it is gone.
So everyone interpreted it as: Hu Qing first struck twelve swords, and then set them with the meaning of twelve o'clock.
This is also true.
Leng Ruo and Hu Nuan looked around at a snow-white magic sword, which was noble and elegant, and also had clusters of flowers that they liked very much. There are also beautiful water ripples on the sword.
Hu Nuan said: "Wouldn't such a sword look better in a girl's hand?"
Leng Ruo: "Ah, I haven't been intimate with my aunt for a long time, I want to be filial. "Auntie."
Shuanghua looked sideways, but then she stared at the dark blue sword in front of her with a faint starlight. Even though it was a magic sword, she thought it would be good for her to use it. Lin Yin touched his chin: "This sword - it has the power of life." It suits him very well.
Coincidentally, Di Yuan, Qiao Yu and even Junbo Pengshan thought there was someone suitable for them. Tang Er glanced at Lin Yin with vague disdain. Yan Ying thought the thick sword was quite good.
Lianjieshan Jingyun and Feng Ling also stared at the sword and thought about it.
What a pity, this is Xuan Yao's natal sword, it can't be separated. Even if it can be divided, there are only twelve handles, which is not enough for so many people.
However, the craftsman who made them is here.
So, Hu Qing woke up and met his eyes.
Frightened, thinking it was a nightmare, he hugged the quilt tightly: "What are you doing?"
Leng Ruo crawled over to her affectionately, holding her arm: "Auntie~"
Hu Qing shivered for a while, Shuanghua, come and take care of your apprentice!
"Auntie, can you help me get a sword?" Leng Ruohu fanned his big eyes.
Hu Qing's eyelids twitched when she was suddenly slapped, and he pushed her away with one finger: "That's it. This is what you are all for - get out of here."
Young man It's like a big girl jumping on someone's bed in the blue sky.
Kicking the group of people down, Hu Qing slapped the quilt in disgust.
“It’s just making a sword, what’s the problem? It’s worth your while to keep an eye on me. Provide the materials and the composition yourself. When you’re ready, I’ll make it for you.”
She wanted to refine weapons anyway, so she just happened to be practicing her hands.
Hu Nuan said: "Mom, Master, they want it too."
"Same. I accepted the order, and the crafting fee is free, and the materials and ideas are produced by myself."
Yeah, a group of people People cheered.
Running out to report the good news, Hu Nuan ran out of the door and ran back again, taking out a ball of something: "Mom, if it's broken, try again."
Hu Qing took a closer look. , raised his eyebrows: "Hu Xiaonuan, how about a flower basket and you can play it into a ball for me?"
Hu Nuan pouted: "Where is it? I took the flower basket to fish for shrimps, but it was hit by those shrimps."
I don't know what kind of shrimp it was, it was so small that it hurt my hand when it hit it.
Hu Qing let her go upset: "Go find your master."
Hu Nuan smiled and said: "Mom, don't be angry. I have great swordsmanship, do you want to see it. ”
Hua Dacheng, I think you are very shameless.
Hu Nuan insisted on competing with her, as if he was eager to graduate.
Hu Qing couldn't displease her, so she had to pull him outside.
"Mom, it's not about spiritual power, it's about sword moves."
Hu Qing nodded, turned his fingers, and shook hands with a white kiss: "Hurry up."
Hu Nuan didn’t move: “Mom, what do you think I want to say?”
Hu Qing smiled: "I don't know what you want to say, but I know what I want to say: get lost."
Hu Nuan was speechless: "Mom, I don't have my natal sword yet."
< br>Hu Qing was stunned.
Hu Nuan complained: "You made twelve magic swords for Xuan Yao in one go. My dear daughter doesn't even have a natal sword."
Well, if you put it that way, Hu Nuan His natal weapon is the ice-breaking stick, and the sword--I really don't have one!
Looking at her expression, Hu Nuan sneered: "She also said she loves me the most."
Huh, emotional kidnapping?
Hu Qing sneered, shook the white kiss, and the round thin sword trembled like a snake: "Come on, defeat your mother, and you will love me from now on."
Hu Nuan was stunned, no, how did you settle this account? I feel like you're tricking me.
Whoa, Hu Qingqing stepped forward, the sword tips connected, and a cluster of silver light shone like a hydrangea. It was difficult to distinguish between true and false, locking on Hu Nuan's chest.
Hu Huahua, Hu Zhuzhu, Hu Caicai and Xuan Yao, who had no master to report the good news, stretched out their hands at the same time, really fighting?
Hu Nuan also imitated Hu Qing's look and smiled at the corner of his mouth. His body flashed and turned into a swirling snowflake that spread out, easily deflecting the attack.
(End of this chapter)