Take a Sigh

As long as Shen Zhuo opens his mouth, let alone a drop of blood, even if he wants Jiaojiao's life, Jiaojiao will hand it over without hesitation.

Shen Xiao didn't put any effort into it, but felt rather sorry.After taking the blood essence, Jiaojiao's spirit quickly weakened, and she turned back into a child and shrank in Shen Zhuo's arms.The claws gently hooked Shen Zhuo's sleeves, making a snoring sound.

Shen Zhuo knew it was uncomfortable, so he sent it into the small world while everyone was not paying attention.The spiritual power in the small world is suitable for cultivation, so let it go in for two days.

The medicinal materials were all ready, Shen Xiao pulled Wu Wei and muttered a few words, Wu Wei's expression changed from disapproval to shock, and he was emotionally excited while holding Shen Xiao's hand.

Soon the two of them opened the seldom-used alchemy room at the innermost side of the medicine workshop, and handed over the affairs of the medicine workshop to Shen Zhuo.Shen Le lay beside the door and looked curiously, not knowing why Shen Xiao and Wu Wei were so excited.

Shen Zhuo looked down at her, asked about her recent performance, and pulled her thoughts back from the alchemy room.

The pharmacy is doing some finishing work recently, there is no other list, and there will be a short holiday after finishing.Everyone can go back to visit relatives, or stay at Shen's house for the New Year.

After these days of observation, Shen Zhuo is optimistic about a group of young talents, who can be taught and trained individually in the future, so that they can become the fresh blood of the Shen family and allow the Shen family to flourish.

If they can be loyal to the Shen family forever and protect the Shen family, Shen Zhuo can provide enough fourth-grade marrow washing pills to help them reborn and reshape their bones.

The refining of the detoxification pill was a very time-consuming process. The others finished their training and went back to rest, but Shen Xiao and Wu Wei hadn't moved yet.

Shen Zhuo sent someone to send Shen Le back, and he stayed in the medicine workshop.

It was getting late, the light rain was like silk, and the cold wind whizzed past. The chill poured in directly along the neckline, mixed with the cold wetness, which made people tremble, and the sober ones could no longer be sober.

Shen Zhuo gathered the clothes on his body, the weather changed a lot, and he didn't know what Ling Shuangxue was doing?He saw Shen Zhuoliu's text message after taking a nap, so he shouldn't be worried about Shen Zhuo's whereabouts.

He stayed in the mansion alone, and there was no one to talk to him, so he would nestle in a pile of soft pillows and read the script with Shen Zhuo as the main character.

Shen Zhuo didn't understand what's so good about it, every time he flipped through it, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.So Ling Shuangxue was able to read the book without changing her face, and she was even unsatisfied, otherwise how could she still pick up the second book?

Every time at this time, Shen Zhuo would wonder if he should find an excuse to beat up Song Yushu and tell him not to write carelessly?But after a period of observation, he found that the authors of each book are different.

This undoubtedly made it more difficult to find someone. If Shen Zhuo really cares about it, he can't care about it at all.

Just as Shen Zhuo was thinking, he suddenly saw a figure appearing at the door.Ling Shuangxue came over holding an umbrella, the hem of her clothes fluttering, as if she was startled.

Shen Zhuo was stunned, hurried up to meet him, and asked, "Master, why are you here?"

Ling Shuangxue was fine at home, so she came out to look for Shen Zhuo.Seeing that the pharmacy was so quiet, he looked around and only Shen Zhuo was alone, and asked him why he didn't go back?

"Father and Elder Wu are both in the alchemy room, and I will guard them here."

Shen Zhuo took Ling Shuangxue's umbrella and put it aside, embraced him into the room, and explained.In order to let Shen Xiao and Wu Wei practice alchemy with peace of mind, he became a door god here.

When Ling Shuangxue entered the door, she felt two powerful auras, presumably they were Shen Xiao and Wu Wei.He restrained his breath so as not to disturb the two of them, and found a suitable place to sit down in the alchemy room.

Shen Zhuo was afraid that he would be bored, so he talked with him for a while.

Shen Xiao and Wu Wei's refinement will not end for a while, and the master and apprentice will probably stay overnight in the pharmacy today.

There is a rest room here, but the conditions are simple, and when it was getting late, Shen Zhuo persuaded Ling Shuangxue to leave, but Ling Shuangxue was indifferent.

As a cultivator, it is common to eat and sleep in the open air, so why would they feel uncomfortable because of the simple layout?

And without Shen Zhuo by her side, Ling Shuangxue also felt bored.

Shen Zhuo didn't force it, he wouldn't sit alone in the pharmacy overnight, rummaging through the medicinal materials in the storage bag and start alchemy.What he refined was naturally the fourth-grade marrow washing elixir that he would need later. If he wanted to create momentum, how could he do it without elixir?

Shen Zhuo released the white flame, using the alchemy furnace given by Gong Shutong.There is a Qiankun stone built into the furnace, and the space is enough, no matter how many medicinal materials enter it, it can accommodate it.

The speed at which Shen Zhuo refined the medicinal materials was accelerated, so he threw things in at once.Bai Yan rejoiced and rejoiced in the furnace.

Ling Shuangxue leaned against the seat, staring at Shen Zhuo intently.The fire light illuminated Shen Zhuo's face. When he was serious, his expression was focused, his eyes were deep and charming.

Ling Shuangxue touched the gold bracelet on her hand, but the bell didn't ring, but the collision of bells and bells made a slight crisp sound.

The alchemy furnace that Gongshutong gave to Shen Zhuo was very useful, and Ling Shuangxue felt a little strange when she saw Shen Zhuo using it with ease.He gave Shen Zhuo a lot of things, and he arranged all of Shen Zhuo's clothes when he came back.Even the cassock for the competition was made by Ling Shuangxue herself.

But Ling Shuangxue didn't think it was enough, he wanted to give Shen Zhuo something more interesting.And after these days of getting along, he also discovered a problem, Shen Zhuo mostly used storage bags instead of small worlds for storage.Unless it is too expensive, or a living thing, he will put it into the small world.

He took the small world with him and let it grow crazily and wildly, without being overly dependent and greedy.This is actually a good thing. The existence of the small world requires a lot of energy to maintain. If you blindly seek it, it will consume the world origin of the small world, and make it fall back into a portable space.

Regarding the small world, Ling Shuangxue also wanted to find some time to talk to Shen Zhuo.In addition to storing things and cultivating medicinal materials, the small world can also allow Shen Zhuo to understand the rules of the world, which is a skill that a world god must learn.

If Shen Zhuo enters the other world to experience normally, he can comprehend in other interfaces on the basis of understanding the origin of the world.But he didn't practice normally, so he lacked this link, which is why there is a small world in the reward.

The deduction of rules is a very mind-consuming and energy-intensive task that requires 100% investment and cannot be interfered by the outside world.And during this time, Shen Zhuo obviously couldn't.

Ling Shuangxue thought about it, and her thoughts drifted a little far away. When he pulled back his thoughts, Shen Zhuo had successfully refined a furnace of marrow washing pill.He put Chengdan into the medicine bottle, facing the alchemy furnace thoughtfully.

Outside the eaves, the rain did not know when it stopped. Among the dark clouds that condensed like thick ink, the moon halo spread in circles, and the cold moonlight poured down on the ground.

Shen Zhuo put away the alchemy furnace and walked to Ling Shuangxue, Ling Shuangxue asked him if he had ever thought about forging a natal sword for himself?

Since Shen Zhuo practiced Taoism, most of the blades he used were ordinary swords distributed by the sect to his disciples, and then he condensed them with flames.Although he has comprehended the sword intent of Jianzong, he still does not have a natal sword of his own, and he is not in a hurry, as if he has forgotten about it.

Shen Zhuo was a little dazed about Ling Shuangxue's question, and there was a smile in his eyes.

He first entered Ling Shuangxue's sect, and he was against Ling Shuangxue. He always disliked Ling Shuangxue, and he didn't even pay much attention to cultivation.He deeply thought that he would not walk this path, so naturally he had no feeling for the so-called natal sword.

When he came back from another world, he used the technique of Huo Ningjian with great proficiency, and with the same root and origin, he didn't even consider the natal sword.

But sword cultivators have their own natal sword, infused with sword intent, and practice the way of a gentleman.Raise the sword with the body, ask questions with the sword.

"Does Master also have a natal sword? I don't seem to have seen it before."

Ling Shuangxue was weak and couldn't lift the sword, so she also used the illusory sword to teach Shen Zhuo swordsmanship.In Shen Zhuo's memory, it seems that he has never seen it before.

Ling Shuangxue changed to a new sitting position, straightened her sleeves, looked back, and said: "I have had two natal swords, one was destroyed in Luoshenjian thousands of years ago. The other was within a thousand years, one A gift from an old man."

Thousands of years ago, in the battle between the planes, mountains fell apart, blood flowed into rivers, and the continent fell into darkness.Ling Shuangxue came like light, one person and one sword took up the heavy responsibility of the mountains and rivers, and led everyone to fight back.

That battle was thrilling, his sword destroyed people and wounded him, and he became sickly and disabled, lonely and lonely for thousands of years.

But when he mentioned all of this, he played it lightly, as if it was just an ordinary battle, not worth talking about.

Shen Zhuo had seen that scene in the illusion of Luoshenjian. The high-spirited and wild master became a legend forever. The one who survived was a god who had distanced himself from the world. He had the great love of sacrificing himself for the common people. But there has been no sorrow or joy.

Shen Zhuo felt distressed, changed the subject, and asked about the second natal sword.

"The sword embryo of this sword is the fragment of the first natal sword. Since it came into my hands, it has never been shown in front of the world, but there are legends about it in the outside world." Master said calmly: "It It's called Cunhai Guye."

Shen Zhuo felt that the name was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it there before.He thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it was in Gong Shutong's mouth.

"My goal is to become a great craftsman like my ancestors, to forge magical weapons as powerful as a lone leaf in an inch of sea, and to become famous all over the world."

The girl's immature voice was recalled in Shen Zhuo's mind, he was stunned, looked at Ling Shuangxue in surprise, and repeated with some uncertainty: "Inch sea lonely leaf?"

Ling Shuangxue seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, nodded and said: "That's right, it is the first magical weapon forged by the ancestor of the public loser. I have a deep relationship with him, and I promised to help him protect the public loser. But the public loser The family has been going very steadily over the years, although it is a rising force, the foundation is only a few hundred years old, but it is steady and steady, there is no room for me to use it, and gradually, I don't pay much attention to it."

The shock in Shen Zhuo's heart was not small, he never thought that there would be such a past between Ling Shuangxue and the public loser.

Patriarch Gongshu himself is an extremely legendary existence, without spiritual power, but he can transform into Dao overnight and become a top figure.In later generations, there has never been such an example.

Shen Zhuo suddenly felt his mouth go dry, it was because his heart was surging and he was filled with admiration.

Seeing this, Ling Shuangxue said, "I'll forge a natal sword for you, okay?"