Chapter 46 Taixu Passage Upgrade
The fragments of Fu Xie’s blade decayed, leaving only the core [Dao Spirit].
This is actually not very important, because the soul is the core of the Tao Yun Lingbao. With the soul, you only need to find suitable materials in the future to easily reshape the soul.
The reason Fuxie Sword Spirit was shocked was because his original body had already reached the state of [immortality, eternity]. Although it had not yet reached [indestructibility] and would even be broken, but at this point, even if Even if the spirit soul dies and goes dormant, the spirit treasure itself will not be destroyed.
But everything was reversed. Fuxie Sword Spirit's soul was intact, but the blade was rotten.
What's even more incredible is that there is no memory in this soul.
"Someone corrupted my blade and took away my memory!"
This is the conclusion that the sword spirit came to with almost gritted teeth: "It must be the method of those demons. They go against common sense and uphold the truth, so they can do such incredible things as not hurting my soul and taking away my memory - I will definitely To get my memory back!"
"But the problem is, I don't even know which memories I have forgotten!"
The anger of the sword spirit is easy to understand. He was originally incomplete. He thought he could make himself a little more complete by retrieving the fragments this time, but found that someone had cut off this possibility first.
"How can I help you?" An Jing asked in a matter-of-fact tone.
The other party had helped him so much, so it was only right for him to help Sword Spirit.
But Sword Spirit quickly calmed down: "No. Thank you, An Jing, not now. You go and save your partner first."
"My matter is too big. It must be related to the devil and those ancient catastrophes. If you act casually, it may lead to other related parties discovering you... We are still very weak. Act cautiously. It will not be too late to wait for you to grow up. "
The sword spirit is quite rational, and the recovery of the 'Fuxie Spirit' is not useless.
First of all, more souls allow Fuxie to better suppress Anjing's divine sea and cover his aura, and also allow Anjing to better practice the 'Quiet Sword Concept'.
Secondly, Fuxie Sword's ability to travel to another world has been strengthened.
When it originally had only the hilt, Fuxie Sword's time and space travel could only last for a few hours at most, and it would have to return to Huaixu after a few hours, but now it has been strengthened to a few days.
The length of travel time is not much enhanced, but the space is greatly enhanced.
Originally, the landing place of the time shuttle was fixed. Wherever you leave, you will land in the same place next time.
If Anjing is already in danger in another world when he returns to Huaixu, then the next time he comes to another world, he will still be in that dangerous area.
But now, An Jing can choose to come to any area with a radius of one mile centered on the departure location.
The number of time travels has also been increased: originally, the Fuxie Sword could travel through other worlds once every few days, but now it can travel once every sunrise and moonset.
The reason why it is said to be 'the sun rises and the moon sets' is because the Fuxie Sword absorbs the 'true meaning of reincarnation' from the rotation of the sun and the moon to travel through it. In some small worlds, the speed of this sun and moon rotation is very fast, and the speed of charging is also very fast. It will become faster.
at last……
"I can barely use it as a weapon to subdue demons and evil spirits - although it can only be used to kill souls, and the range is not very large."
The sword spirit said to An Jing, who had a subtle look on his face, in a tone of relief, "For so many years, I have only had one hilt, and almost lost the qualification to make a sword. Now I have regained some dignity."
"Actually...there's no fundamental change, right?"
An Jing commented cautiously, while Sword Spirit sighed: "You are human, you don't understand...it can be used to hurt people, no matter how difficult it is to use, at least it is a weapon, not a decoration."
"Now try to condense the evil sword."
The sword spirit signaled, and Anjing circulated his blood energy, and the bloody evil sword condensed in his hand.
The body of the Fuxie Sword in the Divine Sea flickered slightly.
Suddenly, a little silver light shimmered on the edge of the sword blade.
“This glimmer of light… is it a blessing?”
An Jing also felt it, as if the evil sword on his arm had a little sharper energy on the outer layer of the sword, and the sword spirit pointed out: "Although I am half-destroyed, the blessing of my soul can give you magical powers related to the weapon and the weapon." It becomes sharper and can also inflict greater damage to evil creatures such as ghosts and demons."
"This is just the most intuitive feeling. My existence is connected to your divine sea, and I may be able to subtly improve your swordsmanship talent - but your talent is already very high. Even in my time, I have never seen twelve You can master martial arts to this level at the age of 10."
At this point, Sword Spirit became interested: "Speaking of this, you were very skillful in using the flying sword technique that you used to kill the demon sect leader. I remember this must be your first time using it, right?"
"The first time I used it, I got such a result. I am worthy of being the one who can wake me up. My swordsmanship talent is high!"... That is a musket, not a swordsmanship talent.
Forget it, just fly the sword.
An Jing didn't have the strength to refute this, but when he thought about it carefully, he became surprised.
For some reason, he was very skilled in using this kind of gunpowder firearm, which made him doubt what he did in his previous life.
——I clearly remember that I am just a martial arts disciple... Why do I use a gun?
All kinds of martial arts... It seems that guns are not banned?
No, it's a flying sword! Flying swords are part of martial arts, so there is no problem!
“It’s time to prepare for action.”
An Jing shook his head and regained his concentration. He turned his head and glanced around.
After confirming with Sword Spirit that there was nothing of value here, he immediately left the jade-colored hall and retreated, gradually turning into an ordinary grotto hall.
After taking Xuanbu, Anjing did not return directly to Xuanming Village, because there was already a team of red-armored guards guarding it, but he did not dare to search inside due to the demonic energy.
Avoiding the Chijiawei, he climbed up the sloping cliff, and with the power of a warrior who was as breathless as a river, he easily made a circle and arrived at the river at the source of Hantan Waterfall in the backyard of Xuanming Manor.
An Jing followed the river, the 'escape route' he had thought about, and returned to the back of Xuanming Village as quickly as possible.
The place is almost unguarded.
The Red Armored Guards are still engaged in street battles with the Demon Cult guards, and the progress is extremely slow. The Red Armored Guards are unwilling to suffer casualties and engage in a meat grinder battle with the Demon Cult. The Demon Cult mainly focuses on stalling for time, and they don't mind procrastination.
The two sides fought at the main entrance of the manor and the West Mountain Manor, while the East Manor and the rear of the manor seemed empty.
"Luckily, the battlefield is not in the east."
After roughly confirming the current situation from a high place, Anjing slowly approached Dongshan Farm.
With his accomplishments in martial arts and his familiarity with the manor, ordinary teachers and guards would never even think of discovering him, let alone the Red Armor Guards.
While slowly approaching Dongshan Farm, An Jing also sorted out the things he got from the owner of the medicine farm.
The three iron bamboo medicine tubes, according to Sword Spirit, are [An Hun Powder] for hypnosis, [Jie Mai Powder] for enchantment - this is the medicine An Jing took before - and [Jue Mai Powder] for killing. Life is scattered].
A jade dagger is not used for fighting, but for ritual sacrifice.
A small bottle containing three pills, smell, or something like a heart-saving pill.
There are also two pieces of crystal jade, with translucent edges, a light cyan gradient halo in the center, and a bright cyan light spot at the core.
It looked quite expensive, but with An Jing's knowledge, he had no idea what it was, and he didn't quite know why the owner of the medicine store carried these two pieces of high-end jade with him.
Even so, An Jing knew very well that the value of this jade was definitely high, and it was absolutely right to take it with him.
"The jade dagger has the idea of 'sacrifice to the gods' and has been infiltrated for a long time. It can also be regarded as a magic weapon. It may be useful to carry it."
Jian Ling said: "As for the pill, it is a 'qi-boosting pill' that can invigorate qi and blood and stir up the inner breath. Martial arts practitioners can use it to restore the inner breath. It can also enhance Mo Daqi's strength even without martial arts."
"It's a good thing. It may be of great use in the battle later."
"As for the two pieces of 'Spiritual Jade'... they are of average quality, but they can also assist in practice, and can also be used to activate some instruments that can only be used by cultivators."
"Can warriors also use it?" An Jing knew that the cultivator was a 'qi refining monk', so he asked. After receiving the affirmative reply from the sword spirit, he carefully put away the two pieces of spiritual jade.
——Cultivation resources should not be wasted!
Unknowingly, An Jing had arrived at Dongshan Manor. He was about to climb over the wall and enter the manor, but he stopped abruptly and frowned slightly.
——There are people.
Using Xuanbu, Anjing jumped lightly and came to the wall. He crawled on the top of the wall silently, hiding his breath and watching the inside of the manor.
Then he gritted his teeth.
Because he saw three demon sect members holding a dark golden vessel, pointing it at the opened medicine jars, siphoning the mud inside!
The red blood and white life force merge into the power of the pink blood medicine, and then are refined and sublimated in the dish, transforming into crystal clear... blood pills!
(End of this chapter)