All Heavens: Get the Nine Swords at the start

Chapter 131 Northern Dark Sword Spirit
"buzz"

Suddenly, the Beiming sword on Li Ming's waist let out bursts of sword sounds, and automatically unsheathed and flew into the wooden box.

With a "bang", the lid of the wooden box closed automatically, and then, two strong sword intents emitted from the wooden box.

After reacting, Li Ming quickly stepped forward to open the wooden box, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the wooden box at all.

The entire wooden box was protected by two strands of sword intent, and if he wanted to force it open, unless Li Ming's own sword intent overwhelmed the sword intent protecting the sword box and forcibly destroyed the wooden box, otherwise, even with the power of nine bulls, it would not be able to shake it. The wooden box is fine.

Just when Li Ming was about to use the Heaven-reaching Sword Intent to forcibly destroy the wooden box, the Sword Intent belonging to the Beiming Sword suddenly surged a few points and overwhelmed another Sword Intent.

Seeing this, Li Ming seemed to understand something, and quickly withdrew the sword intent on his body.

"Brother, what's going on?" Xiaomeng asked curiously.

Li Ming explained: "It should be the sword spirit in this sword, which has a great effect on Bei Ming."

Xiaomeng nodded clearly. She had seen the specialness of the Beiming Sword with her own eyes. She still remembers the sword's sound as if it possessed spiritual consciousness.

The two stayed in the stone pavilion until late at night, and the battle between the two swords in the wooden box was still going on. From the strength of the sword intent, it could be seen that the Beiming sword now had the upper hand.

Finally, after halfway through the night, the battle of sword intent on the wooden box finally came to an end, and the situation was clearly dominated by Beiming Sword.

Otherwise, Li Ming and Xiaomeng wouldn't sit and drink tea so peacefully.

Speaking of tea, I have to mention that tea before the Song Dynasty was really unpleasant to drink. It was more like a bowl of ginger soup mixed with various condiments than tea.

Li Ming was really not used to drinking this kind of thing, so he had no choice but to do it himself, according to the method of roasting tea that he saw on the Internet in his previous life, he roasted some tea leaves by himself.

Although the roasted tea is far inferior to the tea you drank in your previous life, it is still better than drinking a bowl of soup with sliced ​​ginger, pepper, salt and the like.

The tea leaves fried by Li Ming are very popular in Mount Taiyi. Almost all the disciples of Taoism are fond of this new type of tea, especially the people of Tianzong, who even call this way of drinking tea "back to basics, Taoism" nature.

Later, the Taoists began to send people to buy land where tea could be planted, to grow and fry tea by themselves, and some disciples made innovations, and developed a more advanced tea frying process by themselves.

The tea leaves he roasted are much better than the ones produced by Li Ming. The Taoists even plan to develop this tea into a new industry.

It's a pity that Hanzhong is the only place where good tea can be produced in Qin, and the industry has been unable to expand for a long time.

After all, most of the famous tea producing places in later generations are in Baiyue, which is now a barren land.

It is also true that the tea leaves fried by Taoism are "sky-high" in the seven countries, and there is no market for them. One or two tea leaves on the market even need ten times the weight of gold to buy.

In order to buy Taoist tea, there are even rumors that two important court officials of Qi State called their own diners to fight for the ownership of a catty of tea.

……

While Li Ming was thinking wildly, the battle of sword intent in the wooden box finally came to an end. The wooden box opened with a snap, and the Beiming sword flew out of the wooden box.

Li Ming looked at the Beiming sword curiously, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find any difference.

As if seeing Li Ming's doubts, the Beiming sword suspended in the air emitted a dark light, and a figure gradually emerged from the light.

The figure was wearing a cloak, and the hood on the cloak blocked the upper half of his face. It could only be roughly seen that the figure was not very old.

The figure still held a sword in his hand, the sword was very similar in style to the Beiming Sword, except that the sword in his hand was as white as Ningyu, while the Beiming Sword was as black as ink.

The figure slowly lifted the hood, and Li Ming and Xiaomeng were shocked to find that the face under the hood was very similar to Li Ming, even if they were not familiar people, they couldn't tell the difference between them.

"Are you Beiming?" Li Ming asked curiously, looking at the figure.

The figure just nodded, but didn't mean to speak.

Beiming's performance made Li Ming very confused. According to his understanding of Beiming, Beiming should not have such a personality.

Just when Li Ming was wondering, a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Master, I am just a phantom now, without a real body, and I can't communicate with others. I can only talk to you through psychics."

Li Ming walked over to Bei Ming curiously, and reached out to touch Bei Ming's body, but his arm directly passed through Bei Ming's body.

Li Ming also thought that in the original book, Ni Lin seemed to be able to help Han Fei kill the enemy, so he asked curiously: "I remember that Ni Lin can become a real body, why can't you?"

Bei Ming's voice sounded in Li Ming's heart again: "If I want to transform into a real body, then I must rely on the sword master's lifespan to exist in this world for a short time."

Li Ming suddenly realized: "It seems that my guess is right, no wonder Han Fei looks like he is about to die at any time after using Nilin."

"Then can you fight with others now?" Li Ming asked curiously.

Beiming raised the white jade-colored Beiming sword in his hand, and said: "Although my body is virtual, this sword is not. It should be able to hit a dozen at the general innate level."

Li Ming reached out and touched the sword in Bei Ming's hand, and sure enough, the sword in his hand was no different from ordinary weapons.

Li Ming asked curiously again: "Why is the sword an entity? Is there any difference?"

Beiming replied: "This sword is condensed by my sword intent, but my body cannot be condensed by sword intent."

Li Ming continued: "Apart from this, have you changed anything?"

Bei Ming held his chin and thought for a long time, then said with some embarrassment: "Other than that, there seems to be no other changes."

Li Ming rolled his eyes, and said with lost interest: "So I've waited in vain tonight..."

Beiming scratched his head and said, "You can't say that, at least I can chat with you in the future..."

Li Ming didn't even look at Bei Ming, he walked towards the house with Xiao Meng in his arms, and said as he walked: "Now you are considered a living thing, from now on, you can find a place to rest by yourself at night, I don't like live broadcasting. "

Beiming stood there stupidly, he didn't expect to be "swept out" just like that.

"Hiss...Junior Sister, I was wrong, and I dare not speak nonsense again."

Li Ming, who was a little complacent just now, immediately paid the price for his words.

In fact, Li Ming is just talking now, they are still young now, even if he has a wicked heart, he still has to take into account Xiaomeng's age...

(End of this chapter)