Chapter 356 Sword Pill
Volume 1: Forget each other in Jianghu] Chapter 356: Sword Pill
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Chapter 356: Sword Pill
The nine small balls are of different sizes, the big ones are like chicken eggs, and the small ones are like pearls, all oval-shaped, with bumps and holes on the surface. When Xiao Hua took these nine small balls in his hand, he discovered that each There are tiny cracks on the ball, and some cracks go deep into the center of the ball!
When Xiao Hua's divine sense swept across these spheres, strange spiritual power fluctuations came from them!
"This... this is the sword pill??" Xiao Hua suddenly thought of the sword cultivator of Huan country that Helplessness had just mentioned in his mind. Didn't the sword cultivator conceive the sword pill in his dantian, and from the sword pill, he gave birth to the flying sword, using a flying sword to resist all kinds of magic weapons, between the heaven and the earth?
I don't know why, as early as when he had no choice but to talk about sword repair, Xiao Hua had a desire in his heart, a desire to walk with the sword, it seemed that he liked flying swords in his bones! At this time, when I saw this sword pill, I discovered in my spiritual thoughts that the spiritual power fluctuations in these nine sword pills are connected with each other. It is obviously a complete set of sword pills. The feeling of loving something, there is a desire to take it for oneself.
"But... this sword pill... I don't know the method of conceiving, nor the art of controlling the sword?" Xiao Hua thought about it, and waved his hand regretfully, and the sword pill floating in the air fell into Xiao Hua's body. fighting.
Put the sword pills away, and Xiao Hua will go to other places to watch the fragments of other magic weapons. Unfortunately, no matter what the shape of the other fragments is, no matter how strong the fluctuation of spiritual power is, in Xiao Hua's eyes, they are almost ignored!
"Alas~" Xiao Hua sighed, and unconsciously turned his head to look at the sword pill in the little bucket. At this moment, Xiao Hua kicked something under his feet, that thing was extremely heavy, and Xiao Hua staggered when he kicked it.
"***!" When Xiao Hua looked down, under the table was a pair of pitch-black hammers! In a heap of junk! Divine thoughts swept across, but there was no fluctuation of spiritual power: "Magic Weapon!!" Xiao Hua was overjoyed, and just when he was about to look down, his heart moved, his eyes rolled, straightened up, picked up the table next to him and placed it on the table. A palm-sized disc watched carefully, and after waiting for a while, Xiao Hua calmly bypassed this platform and went to other platforms.
After Xiao Hua roughly finished reading the fragments in the room, he returned to the main hall, but after looking at the sword pill, and then looking at these Magical Artifacts, they are almost all rubbish! Can't arouse any interest at all.
"Forget it, forget it!" Xiao Hua gritted his teeth, turned around and walked to the front of the sword pill, stretched out his hand, picked up the little bucket, and turned around to leave the hall!
Just outside that hall,
In front of an oval mirror, Zhen Ping looked at it with great interest, while beside him... helplessly, his face was already ashen, and he couldn't help cursing: "This... is a little bastard who is so ambitious!"
"Puchi~" Zhenping heard this, couldn't help laughing out loud, wiped his hand, the mirror disappeared, and said with a smile: "Brother helpless, your apprentice... has really good taste!"
"Huh~" He flicked his sleeves helplessly, turned around to leave, Xiao Hua just came out of the hall, and said in surprise: "Master...you have come back so soon? Come on, take a look, is this thing... ..."
"Don't look, that thing is the sword pill. F*ck, what did I just tell you about the sword cultivator? Let alone this thing needs to be conceived from the first level of qi refining, so that the sword cultivator can connect with each other and reach the end. Your body and sword are united; let’s just talk about gestation, where did you get the sword cultivation skills to practice this sword pill?” Helplessly stopped, and said coldly: “Besides, your nine sword pills seem to be one A set of sword formations, you... Even if you are a monk at the golden core stage now, you probably can't control it freely? Hurry up, before you leave the hall, go back and change it for me!"
"Ah??? Master..." Xiao Hua held the little bucket in his hand and froze on the spot.
"Hey, helpless senior brother, your apprentice has already left the Treasure Pavilion, and you can't go back on the magic weapon you have chosen!" Zhen Ping said, pinching the magic formula in his hand, the two-color brilliance under Xiao Hua's feet disappeared, then The monster's head that appeared above the palace gate also slowly disappeared, revealing a normal palace gate!
"Huh~" He let out a helpless cold snort, his body floated up, and flew outside like an electric shot. Behind him, Zhen Ping said with a smile: "Brother helpless, flying is forbidden in Shuo Lei Hall!"
Seeing helplessly flying away, with an indescribable expression on Xiao Hua's face, he walked up to Zhen Ping and said with an apologetic smile: "Uncle Master, disciple... Hasn't this come down the steps yet?"
Zhen Ping handed over the storage bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "Didn't the old man say that everything depends on fate. Maybe you are destined to have this set of sword pills?"
"But... there is no way for disciples to cultivate!" Xiao Hua smiled wryly.
"Then the old man is helpless." Zhen Ping spread his hands and said, "Maybe you will have a chance to visit Huan Country in the future, and see if you can get Huan Country's sword control technique!"
"Oh, okay~" Xiao Hua had no choice but to take the storage bag, and said: "Then disciple... I have no choice but to take this set of sword pills!"
With that said, Xiao Hua was about to put Xiao Dou into the storage bag.
"Hehe, you can just take the sword pill, why did you take out this little Dou?" Zhen Ping pointed at the little Dou who was holding the sword pill and said with a smile.
"Oh? This little Dou..." Xiao Hua was taken aback for a moment, he always thought that this little Dou was with Jianwan! So, he grinned and said: "I actually took too much, the uncle opened the door of the palace again, and the disciple returned this little bucket!"
"Hahaha~" Zhenping laughed loudly: "You have a good idea, how can you enter the Treasure Pavilion at will?"
"Then..." Xiao Hua scratched his head, and smiled apologetically: "The junior will take the sword pill, this little fight, please send it to the Hidden Treasure Pavilion!"
"That's all, that's all!" Zhen Ping waved his hand: "You took a useless sword pill, and your master blew his beard and stared at him, not knowing how to slander the old man in his heart, this Xiaodou will be given to you!"
"No way???" Xiao Hua was overjoyed in his heart, but then his face became bitter! But no, since Xiaodou can let him take it away, then...is there any need to say the value of this sword pill? No wonder he had no choice but to walk away.
Xiao Hua resolutely handed Xiao Dou, um, there are sword pills in the Dou, and said very righteously: "Uncle Master, how can the juniors in Hidden Treasure Pavilion take advantage of it? You should always take it back?"
"Let's go!" Zhenping ignored it at all, turned around and left, and said as he walked: "This thing has been stored in the Treasure Pavilion for thousands or thousands of years. No one has seen it directly. You and them Destiny, you should take it!"
"He fucks! The young master thought the fragments of the magic weapon were good things!!!" This was the only thought in Xiao Hua's heart following Zhenping all the way out of the Shuo Lei Palace!
Outside Shuo Lei Hall, of course there was no sign of helplessness, Xiao Hua had no choice but to fly back to the cave of Ten Thousand Thunder Valley by himself.
It seemed that he had gotten the news a long time ago, and Xiang Yang faced Xiao Hua in the mid-air of the cave mansion with a strange face.
"Where's Master?" Xiao Hua asked in a low voice when he saw Xiang Yang.
"When the old man returned to his cave, he closed the door and didn't come out. Just now he said that my wife asked me to come out to pick you up!" Xiang Yang also said in a low voice: "It seems that the old man, Master, is really angry and said that I will go there in a month. Shuo Lei Palace takes your two magical artifacts, Master does not want to see you again!"
"No way!" Xiao Hua was unhappy.
"Let's go to the cave first!" Xiang Yang brought Xiao Hua back to his cave, Yan Qinglian brought up the spirit fruit, looked at Xiao Hua, and said very seriously: "Little brother, this time it's your fault!"
Xiao Hua's heart trembled, and he bowed and said: "Please also ask my sister-in-law to teach me!"
"Hey, haven't you seen that Master has been reminding you all the time? The most important thing for me to practice is to be single-minded. Don't be confused by many magical powers. The realm is the most important thing! Little brother, you haven't heard of the "Three Thousand Ways of the Great Dao" Is the only enough'?"
Xiao Hua shook his head and said: "Little brother doesn't know!"
"Qing Lian, the younger brother is a casual cultivator. He used to be afraid of not having enough skills and spells. How could he know so much?" Xiang Yang reminded.
"Oh, no wonder!" Yan Qinglian sympathized: "The meaning of this sentence is that there are three thousand paths to the same path. For us, only one path is enough. Don't covet the redundant second path!"
Xiao Hua nodded slightly.
"Junior brother has practiced three kinds of exercises during the qi refining period. Now, with his hidden fire physique, he can go straight to the early stage of the twelfth level of qi refining. It is very rare. But the most important thing is to build the foundation. If you can't build the foundation, Everything is useless!" Yan Qinglian explained: "Master asked your senior brother to guide you more, just to let you learn from your senior brother's lessons, focus on cultivation, and don't have any distractions. This time I went to the Yuxian Conference. It is a good opportunity for you to exchange ideas, let you choose a magic weapon that is convenient for you, on the one hand, it will show up in the Feather Immortal Conference, on the other hand, it is good for the control and growth of divine thoughts, and it will also give you a little more for foundation building grasp!"
"But, you just took a set of sword pills from a sword cultivator! That thing is certainly powerful, but I, Yu Leizong, don't have the corresponding skill to control the sword. Didn't you just miss a magic weapon?" Xiang Yang continued. Said: "This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that after you take this sword pill, you will have thoughts in your heart. Maybe you will encounter some skill of controlling the sword in the future, and you will have to practice flying swords again! The sword repairer told me Daozong is naturally different, if you devote all your energy to practicing Feijian, won't you delay your own practice?"
"This..." Xiao Hua felt faintly in his heart that these words might not be true, but they sounded comprehensive, and that was exactly the case, but he really made him throw away the sword pill, and he was determined not to part with it! He had no choice but to murmur: "Uncle Zhen in the Treasure Pavilion won't let the younger brother return it, so... the younger brother will take it first...?"
Yan Qinglian looked at Xiang Yang, and Xiang Yang had no choice but to nod: "Then take it first! But, don't practice!"
"Well, little brother knows!" Xiao Hua nodded.
Afterwards, for dozens of days, Xiao Hua was in Xiangyang's cave, practicing the basic spells of Yu Leizong with Xiangyang, but their master was helpless, but he really never showed up again!
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