i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong suddenly withdrew his hand, because his fingertips felt a slight tingling pain. After taking out his hand, his fingertips were slightly numb. The feeling of electric shock came from the thunder pattern on the furnace wall.

Ting Ni Zijin Furnace, bathed in the moonlight, seemed to be quietly refining pills at the moment.

Gui suddenly said, "Do you know what I like most about Li Ji?"

Zhao Rong didn't speak, because he knew that it was just looking for someone to tell it, and it didn't need him to answer.

"No matter how much injustice is added to her by fate, no matter how heavy the responsibilities given to her by her race and family without hope, no matter how cold the glory of the Nine Heavens Cold Palace is, even if her relatives and clansmen do not believe that a little girl can accomplish it That illusory mission, even if it takes one step forward, is beyond redemption... She is still fearless, has no regrets, has no end, and can cut it with a single sword."

"This is her kendo," it muttered.

"This is her kendo," it said loudly.

"This is Xuanhuang's first female Sword Emperor, the strongest Taiyin Xingjun in the history of the Taigu Yuegong!"

Zhao Rong stopped the movement in his hand, thought for a while, and was about to speak, but suddenly heard a ticking sound, and felt his fingers cold.

He looked down and found that there was a milky white handprint on the furnace body, which was gradually melting, dripping milky white liquid against the furnace wall.

Zhao Rong strangely stretched out two fingers and pinched it, it was dense and... warm.

Zhao Rong suddenly remembered the bloody handprint, which was in this position!

Therefore, the milky-white handprint under the moonlight today is the bloody hand, and the milky-white liquid is... the blood of that unknown person!

At this moment, the palm of his left hand was covered with warm milky-white blood. He stared blankly. Drops of blood dripped from between his fingers, like dew on a lotus leaf, and did not touch anything.

Zhao Rong's hair stood up immediately, subconsciously wanting to leave Tingni Zijin Furnace, but the voice of the returnable stopped him.

"It's alright... This seat is right, the owner of this bloody handprint is the descendant of the ancient Li tribe. This is the blood of the Moon Palace descendant, which will react with the moonlight. You must catch the blood now, or it will melt and dissipate. In the moonlight, this is the last medicine to complete this Li Ji Jian Pill."

Hearing this, Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that something strange happened.

He hurriedly put down the Tingni purple gold furnace, took a porcelain bottle, and filled the dense milky white liquid like mercury into the bottle.

Zhao Rong shook the bottle, and he didn't know whether the owner of the bloody hand was the person who practiced alchemy, or...was used by the alchemist as the material for alchemy.

Zhao Rong asked curiously, "What is the use of Li Ji Jian Wan?"

Gui Cong recovered from the memory just now, his mood was a little low, and his tone was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Li Ji Jianwan is a rare object refined from the real objects of the sword law scattered around when Li Ji proclaimed himself emperor. It is said that it is not a elixir to swallow, it is between the virtual and the real, and its function is...to permanently improve the rank of the sword cultivator's natal flying sword."

Chapter 65 Straight to First Class

Permanently improve the rank of Jianxiu Benming Feijian?

Can this be changed?

Zhao Rong's pupils shrank, "Isn't this the equivalent of a sword cultivator who changed his life against the sky?"

Gui replied: "It can be said that its preciousness is second only to the anti-pathic magic medicine that can make you reborn."

"Except for Li Ji Jianwan, every sword emperor in the history of the Xuanhuang Realm corresponds to a kind of sword pill, which is made from the shards of the kendo laws that were scattered when they were proving the Tao. The finished sword pills also have different shapes."

"For example, the present Liji sword pill, what it embodies is a bright moon."

Its tone recalled: "Few people know about the existence of Jianwan, after all, there are too few sword emperors, and the fragments of laws scattered by every sword emperor when he preaches are even rarer, so as far as I know, in Xuanhuang realm In history, the number of each type of sword pills did not exceed ten, and even some sword pills of the ancient sword emperors only existed in legends."

"As of now, the ones that may still be obtained are the sword pills of the two nearest human sword emperors. Maybe their descendants still have some in their hands. Well, you can try jumping off the cliff, maybe there are adventures. One can also be found at the bottom of the cliff."

Zhao Rong felt relieved when he saw that it finally made a joke.

Gui said with emotion: "But I didn't expect that there is actually one hidden in this Tingni purple gold furnace in your hand, and it's still Li Ji Jian Wan. Li Ji's place of proving the Way back then should be in the Taikoo Moon Palace. The kendo law fragments are either left in the Moon Palace, or they are left to the Primordial Li Clan by her, but in my opinion, the latter is more likely."

"In this way, it makes sense that Li Ji Jianwan appeared here. After all, this is Wangquezhou..."

"Each type of sword pill has the magical effect of improving the rank of the sword cultivator's life flying sword, but the effect is different, but few people know the difference and mystery. After all, it is recorded in history that the sword pill was used on the bright side. There are not many sword repairs, let alone those sword pills that have never appeared.”

Gui smiled lightly, "However, you are very lucky, I just know the magical effect of Li Ji Jian Wan."

Zhao Rong went to wash his hands, and while wiping them, he urged, "Don't be rude, hurry up."

"Directly to Class A."

"what?"

"The rank of the flying sword of life goes straight to the first class."

"No matter how low the rank of the original flying sword is?"

"No matter how low it is, because it can endow the flying sword with a magical power, similar to obtaining an inheritance from Emperor Li, no matter how low the rank of the flying sword you was before, after obtaining this inheritance of kendo, it must be a Wait."

"What if I've already been waiting for the flying sword armor? What will happen if I use this sword pill."

"Good question." Gui praised, "I don't know either, how about Young Master Zhao try it out and let me open my eyes? Let's see who would be stupid enough to use a sword pill against a flying sword like A."

Gui sneered, "A-class flying swords already have great supernatural powers, and Jianxiu is basically taking the ultimate path. If you add another one, it will only make the sword impure. If the two are a little careless, they will resist each other, and the gain will outweigh the loss."

"Why do you give me all these weird questions?"

Zhao Rong coughed lightly and did not answer, but couldn't help but look at the "Mirror Flower Water Moon" in the furnace again.

I didn't expect that the divine furnace that I had worked so hard to take out was not the most precious, and there were things more precious than it in it.

"But..." Jian Ling said leisurely.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he guessed that there was a but.

Gui said regretfully, "But Li Ji Jianwan only has full effect on the descendants of the Li family, and can inherit all the magical powers. As for the use of foreigners, the effect is halved."

The scholar sighed, "This Li Ji is too stingy."

Sword Spirit heard the words, but did not speak.

Zhao Rong frowned, but then loosened it slightly, walked to the desk, raised the sword, and unsheathed it three inches, the cold light overflowed.

"What are you doing?"

"I was able to get Li Ji Jianwan by chance. This is a deep fate. I must have something to do with the Taikoo Li tribe... Maybe I'm a descendant of the Taikoo Li tribe. Give it a try." Zhao Rong was eager to try.

After that, he was ready to try to see if his blood could react in the moonlight.

Gui asked curiously, "Aren't you a collateral bloodline of Fu Yao Zhao's?"

"Cough, my father's surname is Zhao, but if my mother is not, I am not allowed to be a hidden descendant of the Li tribe?"

After thinking about it, I think what he said is quite reasonable, but it still tells the truth, "Don't try, you can't be."

"how do you know?"

"Ancient books say that the people of the ancient Li family are descendants of the Moon Palace, born tall and beautiful, and the clan members are all handsome men and beautiful women... I can see at a glance that you do not meet the conditions, so don't try."

Zhao Rong: "..."

"Return." Zhao Rong said softly.

"What is this seat called?"

"I must help you reshape your body."

"This seat is only a sword spirit, what kind of body do you want."

"No, I must help you reshape your body."

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm going to slap you hard!"

"Oh, it's just you?"

"I want you to cry and call Dad!"

……

Not long after, the two quarreled daily.

Sword Spirit said seriously: "There are two things, one good and one bad, which one do you want to listen to first?"

Zhao Rong didn't even think about it, and blurted out, "Okay."

"This Jijianwan is only a little short of the last gap, and it can become a full moon. Just add the last medicine you just collected, and then close the furnace for a little practice, and you can complete it."

Zhao Rong heard that, with the previous experience, he was not very happy, and said solemnly: "That's bad."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to fish for the bright moon at the bottom of the furnace, but his fingers naturally passed through it.

At this time, it was still just a mirror image.

Sword Spirit sighed, "The heart of Ting Ni Zijin Furnace is gone."

Only then did Zhao Rong react. He picked up the lid of the Tingni purple-gold furnace and turned it over to see that there was only a small groove left in the center of the lid.

According to the information passed to him in order to let him use the sword technique to practice the Tingni purple gold furnace, there should be an extremely important furnace heart here, but it has long disappeared at this moment.

As soon as Zhao Rong's shoulders collapsed, he knew that he didn't have such good luck to directly pick up the leaks. Now either the sword pills that he has trained are only half of the effect, or the stove lacks a hearth!

Why is it obviously a strange fate, but he is getting worse and worse?

Zhao Rong said angrily: "Co-authoring with you and talking for a long time, the last sentence is the key. Before, you were all drawing cakes for me. You might as well not tell me about this. Almost the last shiver!"

The Sword Spirit, who was praised by Zhao Rong as a ten thousand-year-old virgin, could not understand what he said. It didn't think much and coughed.

"I'm not afraid that you have no motivation, I will tell you the benefits first, and motivate you. Don't worry, even if Li Ji Jian Wan is only half-effective, it will be enough to improve your life-skilled flying sword below the first level by a small rank. yes."

Gui encouraged: "This kind of good thing, whether Zhao Da Gongzi is using it for himself or picking up a girl, is very face-saving... You quickly find that heart of the furnace, it is yours."

As soon as he heard that half of the "small pills" described by Sword Spirit were so good, Zhao Rong was immediately moved, but the next second he was frowning.

"The day after tomorrow is the debate between Confucianism and Taoism. There is only one day left tomorrow. Where do you ask this son to find it?"

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, he touched the circular groove again, observed carefully, and found that if the heart of the furnace was lost under the current size of Ting Ni Zijin Furnace, it would be only half the size of a thumb. His heart sank, it was so small, Not looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Can you use that sword trick to find it?"

"No, the heart of the furnace is not an artifact and cannot be sacrificed."

"Can't you find something to replace it?"

"There is but there is..."

Zhao Rong's eyes lit up.

Gui carefully planned: "You can find a Kui Niu and slaughter it, the requirements are not high, the first stage of the seventh realm of the demon clan is fine, and you can take its demon pill, um, you are not very good. You can reason with it, just borrow it, if you don't know if you will give it, beat it if you don't... In this way, you can use its demon pill to make another furnace heart, and you don't need to bother Zhao anymore. The eldest son found him here in Zhongnan Mountain."

"Well, this kind of ancient alien beast probably only exists in the gate of the demon wasteland. If you want to go in, you must first..."

Zhao Rong looked serious, "I think it's better to be a little more troublesome, it's not good to fight and kill, the Kui Niu lives well at home, why do we want to break into private houses to harass others, we should go and get rid of them. this one."

Sword Spirit wondered: "Do you really think so?"

The scholar nodded hurriedly.

Chapter 66 Actions and Actions

The next day, at [-]:[-] a.m.

Zhao Rong got up and washed. After so many days of work, he finally slept peacefully. Although he was still concerned about the heart of the furnace made of the Kui Niu demon pill that he didn't know where it was left behind, he also vaguely knew that he could only do his best in this matter. Listen to destiny.

He picked up the morning exercises and classes that he had put down for a few days, bathed in the first light of the morning, and walked among the forests a hundred and eighty paces behind the yard.

The thin mist slowly passed through the gaps in the forest, and there were countless particles wandering leisurely in the bundles of golden morning light that leaked from the leaves.

Zhao Rong completed the three hundred punches of lazily tying his clothes in "Negative Mountain", and felt that there was still no innate vitality in his body. He shook his head with a wry smile, and did not know when he would find that innate vitality.

Yesterday evening, Liu Sanbian came to him, checked his progress and condition, the gloomy man who was a little dull when not drinking comforted him and left.

Zhao Rong wiped his neck and neck with a sweat towel, returned to the yard, washed his face, spread paper and ink on the table, ready to practice calligraphy, the breeze came from the window, Zhao Rong tilted his head casually, and took a breath of fresh air. Cool breeze, through the lightly concealed lattice window, I caught a glimpse of the cliff stone carving, and my heart moved.

He carefully looked at the distant horizon, the vague four-character stone carving, combined with the impressions in memory, slowly wrote and copied it on paper.

The first time he raised his head at that time, the ancient stone calligraphy impressed him deeply.

Speaking of the four words "quiet and inaction", it is indeed the Taoist thought and treatment.

He knew that the conflict between Lanxi Lin's and Chongxuguan was actually here.

To do, or to do nothing.

Chongxu view believes that it is an optimal plan to implement inaction to govern the country in the general direction and maintain the model of small countries with few people.

One thing to note is that Chongxu Guan is Taoism, not Taoism. Taoism has the art of governing the country, but Taoism has its own limitations. It is to better absorb the rich cultivation resources of Zhongnan Mountain.

And Chongxuguan knows that if everyone is quiet and inaction, and no one does practical work, the country will not last long. Therefore, in the absence of Taoism, it is necessary to support some Confucian forces and let Confucian students do things in the middle and lower levels. It is in their interests, and the one who holds the bull's ear is the Lanxi Lin sect.