Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

Under the slightly bright sky, a figure shuttled between the mountain forest and the cliff.

There was a large bulge on the back of the cyan cloak, and it was obvious that he was carrying something.

At this time, the body technique is extremely fast, and when performing Qing Kung Fu, the cloak ripples like a huge bat.

This person is none other than Wei Yixiao, one of the four great protectors of the Ming Cult.

"Fortunately, it came in a hurry."

Wei Yixiao looked at the Emei Sect with lights and colorful decorations not far away, with a smile on his face.

While flying in the air, he touched the seven long swords behind his back with his right hand.

The reason why he came in such a hurry was because of these seven swords.

These seven swords were arranged by the disciple Zhang Wuji on his way to Persia.

Melt the twelve sacred fire orders of Mingjiao and reforge seven long swords.

At the beginning, the Mingjiao was repairing the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword that had been tempered. After receiving the news, the Mingjiao didn't ask any questions and directly melted the Holy Fire Token.

Although the Holy Fire Order was of great significance to the Ming Cult, no one opposed it.

When Zhang Wuji came back from the message, he was extremely sure and did not give them a chance to regret it.

"Leader, do you want to help Hero Song, Lao Qi and the others?" Even though Wei Yixiao knew some things, he also knew Zhang Wuji's arrangements.

But I still don’t understand why Zhang Wuji melted the Holy Fire Order.

The Holy Fire Token is made of meteorite from the sky, and is comparable to the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Knife.

And combined with the holy fire martial arts, it is extremely powerful.

Now recast into seven long swords, it is a great weakening and loss to Zhang Wuji's strength.

All Wei Yixiao could think of was that Zhang Wuji wanted to help the four girls Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, and Youlan Zhuya.

Although magical weapons are often of little use, they are just different in strength.

If masters of the same level compete against each other, magical weapons are crucial.

It was because of the Yitian Sword that the Emei Sect's Miejie Shitai was able to take the lead among masters of the same level.

…

In front of the Emei Gate.

Wei Yixiao looked at the disciples of the Emei Sect and asked, "Where is Master Song."

The disciples of the Emei Sect bowed slightly to Wei Yixiao. After all, Wei Yixiao was one of the protectors of the Ming Cult.

Now that the head of the family is engaged to the leader of the Ming Cult, he needs to be respected.

"I've met King Wei Bat."

"Master Song and Mrs. Song are at the master's retreat."

"Thank you." Wei Yixiao responded politely, jumped up, and quickly headed towards where Song Daxia was.

…

At this time, the Emei Sect has begun to become lively, and everywhere is already busy.

Many Emei sect disciples looked at Wei Yixiao who was speeding past and bowed slightly.

Everyone was extremely confused.

Why is Wei Yixiao here?

And in such a hurry.

…

The secret room of the Emei Sect.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue were sitting there calmly, with some food on the table.

"Um?"

The two of them noticed a movement at the same time and turned their heads to look over.

"Wei Yixiao!"

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

At this time, Mingjiao was very busy, so it was unusual for Wei Yixiao to come over.

And in such a hurry.

Just as the two were confused, Wei Yixiao landed in front of Song Qingshu and Yang Xue, with a mixture of exhaustion and happiness on his face.

"We've arrived."

"I'm really afraid of missing the time."

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue looked at Wei Yixiao curiously.

"Arriving?"

"Missed it, something happened."

"There should be no problem with the Mingjiao."

Hearing this, Wei Yixiao took off his cyan cloak and seven long swords flew out from behind.

Phew…

Phew…

Seven long swords were inserted straight into the courtyard. When the long swords fell, the swords were fully halfway in.

"Huh?" Song Qingshu and Yang Xue looked at the seven long swords with fiery red patterns, their eyes full of surprise.

They knew very well that Wei Yixiao didn't use his inner strength before, he just simply threw it.

But it was just such a simple throw, and the long sword was halfway in.

This sharpness... is absolutely extraordinary.

"Comparable to the Yitian Sword!" Yang Xue's surprised voice sounded.

Whether it was the Yitian Sword or the Dragon-Slaying Sword, she had seen its power.

Under the same circumstances, Yitian Sword can probably only do this.

"There should be no such weapons in the Central Plains, and there are very few in the surrounding areas."

"Seven handfuls at a time...and they seem to have been freshly baked."

"Come on." Song Qingshu chuckled, exerting slight force in his hands, and the long sword from far away flew directly into his hands.

An internal force appeared on the long sword, and the long sword glowed with light like a flame.

"Comparable to Yitian!"

The internal power that this weapon can carry and the effect it has can definitely achieve the effect of the Yitian Sword.

It had borrowed the Yitian Sword from the Exterminus Normal University and was very aware of the power of the Yitian Sword.

As for the sharpness... Wei Yixiao's simple throwing of the sword had already explained everything.

"Seven handfuls at a time, where did they come from?"

Song Qingshu played with the long sword in his hand and asked Wei Yixiao with satisfaction in his eyes.

"The leader arranged it." Wei Yixiao laughed when he saw that Song Qingshu and Yang Xue were satisfied.

"When the Ming Cult was recasting the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the leader sent a message back and asked us to melt the twelve Holy Fire Tokens."

"With some materials, these seven swords were barely made."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu and Yang Xue were filled with surprise.

With the fusion of twelve Holy Fire Tokens, no wonder these seven swords are so sharp.

Zhang Wuji's courage this time was really extraordinary.

The Holy Fire Order has extremely special significance to Mingjiao.

"No one in Mingjiao objects?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile.

"At the beginning, whoever found the Holy Fire Order in the Ming Cult would be the leader."

Wei Yixiao knew that Song Qingshu was just joking: "That was before, it's not necessary now."

"Master Song, just be satisfied with these seven swords."

Song Qingshu looked at the seven long swords in the distance with an inexplicable smile in his eyes: "Zhang Wuji, this kid is giving me a big gift."

"All the secret weapons have been smelted, and seven swords were made for me."

Wei Yixiao smiled and said, "Master Song, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

"There are still many things going on over there with the Mingjiao."

"Many people have come from Guangmingding and the Western Region recently, and we have already had friction."

Song Qingshu nodded: "Okay, let's go."

After Wei Yixiao was polite, he directly used Qing Gong and left, completely ignoring other people's opinions and thoughts.

He came here to deliver the sword.

If these seven swords weren't so special, he wouldn't have had time to come over.

The situation at Guangmingding is getting more and more complicated.

…

Song Qingshu looked at Wei Yixiao who had disappeared into the horizon, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Fortunately, nothing happened to Zhou Zhiruo, otherwise something would really happen."

"When I see Zhang Wuji in the future, I will probably hide away."

"My conscience is really hard to bear."

Yang Xue understood what Song Qingshu meant. Zhang Wuji really sacrificed his own roots for their safety this time.

The Holy Fire Order has always been the foundation of Zhang Wuji's strength.

Normally, when the Holy Fire Token is fused into a long sword, Zhang Wuji's strength will drop by at least one level.

"Wuji, I'm starting to repay you." Yang Xue looked at Song Qingshu and spoke slowly.

"Since Wuji has made up his mind to melt the Holy Fire Order, there must be no problem with the trip to Persia."

Song Qingshu looked at the red sword in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Seven... Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation."

"This sword really comes at the right time."

"Zhang Wuji is well prepared. You can try this sword on others first."

Yang Xue raised her hand and waved, and the other six long swords returned to the scabbards left by Wei Yixiao with bursts of cold light.

Zheng…

There was a sound of sword sound.

The long sword in Song Qingshu's hand flew out directly and returned to the scabbard.

The seven long swords lay quietly on the stone table.

"Old Qi, this guy is really lucky." Song Qingshu looked at the sword and joked.

"Originally, the most we could do was give them Yitian Sword, so they just strengthened it a little bit."

"Now Zhang Wuji has secretly obtained seven magical weapons that are comparable to the Yitian Sword, and this battle has been fought."

"Indeed, you are really lucky." Yang Xue was also surprised by the arrival of these seven magical weapons.

Lao Qi and others had already learned the White Python Whip Technique and the Heart-Destroying Palm. With the pressure put on Yuanshi by others in the Central Plains, their chances of winning were already very good.

Now with the addition of magical weapons, this situation is much better than they thought.

Song Qingshu was about to say something, but he noticed the situation in the distance and laughed.

Yang Xue also noticed it and said with a smile: "There are quite a few people coming."

The two of them could guess why everyone came.

Wei Yixiao came and went in a hurry. Many people must have guessed what happened.

Especially at this time.

Whether it was Wudang, White-browed Eagle King, or Lao Qi and others, everyone knew that this game in Emei turned into a life and death battle.

In this current situation, any small problem is fatal.

The Six Heroes of Wudang arrived first. Everyone saw Song Qingshu and Yang Xue calm and smiling, and they already had suspicions in their minds.

It should be no big deal.

"Qing Shu, is there anything wrong with King Wei Bat coming over?" Song Yuanqiao asked.

Seeing the worried expressions on everyone's faces, Song Qingshu smiled and pointed to the seven long swords on the stone table in the distance.

"Here comes the sword."

"This sword is good."

Hearing this, the Six Heroes of Wudang were obviously stunned and looked at the seven long swords in the distance.

At this time, the long sword has been sheathed, and there is nothing else except a few wisps of flames on the scabbard.

It looks no different from other long swords.

"This sword?" Yu Lianzhou had some doubts in his eyes.

The flame symbol on the scabbard was familiar to him, it was the symbol of the Ming Cult.

As one of the four guardians of the Ming Cult, Wei Yixiao is very busy at Guangmingding.

At this moment, it is definitely not easy to come here to deliver the sword.

When the Wudang Five were doubtful, Mo Shenggu had already walked over, picked up a long sword and unsheathed it directly.

Zheng……

The sword body and scabbard made a clanging sound, and what came into view were fiery red patterns.

Logically speaking, there should be no patterns on the sword body, but the patterns appearing on the sword body are extremely harmonious, as if they are natural.

"What a sword!" Mo Shenggu exclaimed.

He was born in Wudang and has been dealing with swords all his life.

The pattern on this sword is not simple at first glance. This sword is definitely extraordinary.

Sigh...

Mo Shenggu waved his long sword lightly, and at the same time a burst of inner energy came out.

In an instant, the weeds that were still some distance away from the sword broke directly.

Not only that, the weeds not far away are also swaying.

Everyone saw this scene, and everyone in Wudang was extremely surprised.

This sword... is extraordinary.

Mo Shenggu only used a little internal energy to achieve such a sharp sword, which is extremely rare.

In their memories, it seemed that only the Dragon Sword and the Heavenly Sword had such power.

"I'll give it a try." Yu Lianzhou's eyes flashed and he walked over, ready to test the long sword in Mo Shenggu's hand.

He knew exactly what the subsequent battle represented.

If there is such a sword, his combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

"Second Uncle, it's not just Uncle Seventh's sword that's like this, it's the same with everything else." Song Qingshu said with a smile when he saw Yu Lianzhou doing it himself.

He guessed what his second uncle was thinking.

When Uncle Qi Mo Shenggu tried his sword, he noticed the reactions of others.

Everyone was shocked.

A magical weapon comparable to the Yitian Sword, this is an absolute killer weapon.

In such troubled times...the appearance of this magical weapon is so appropriate and of great use.

"All of them?" The Seven Wudang Heroes exclaimed at the same time.

It's not that they haven't seen the world before. Everyone is in Wudang and they haven't seen any scenes before.

It's just that seven sharp weapons comparable to Heavenly Swords appeared at the same time. This kind of thing would surprise everyone.

At the beginning, Master Miejie relied on the Yitian Sword without fear, which shows the power of a magical weapon.

"Good thing, haha." Yu Lianzhou laughed rarely.

Seven magical weapons, this is the blessing of the Central Plains.

Originally, he was going to take the sword in Mo Shenggu's hand, but it was no longer needed at this time.

An internal force appeared in his hand, and a sword on the stone table appeared directly in his hand.

Zheng……

The sword is unsheathed...

This long sword was exactly what Song Qingshu said, not much different from the sword in Mo Shenggu's hand.

The only difference is that the patterns on it are a little different.

He guessed it was due to the material used to make the sword.

"What a sword!"

Yu Lianzhou's powerful internal energy exploded directly, and the dark red pattern on the long sword showed a glimmer of light.

"Zhiyang!" Song Yuanqiao narrowed his eyes.

Although Wudang Kung Fu can be converted into yin and yang, it requires extremely high internal strength. Generally speaking, it is the best yang.

Yu Lianzhou's inner energy just exploded obviously at will, without any deliberate intention. It was Zhiyang.

Under the blessing of Zhiyang's internal power, the pattern of this sword has obviously changed, and it is more powerful.

"Interesting." Yu Lianzhou obviously did not expect that the sword would have such an effect under the internal power of Zhiyang.

The internal force in his hand increased again.

At the same time, Gang Qi appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the long sword began to tremble, and the fiery red patterns became even more dazzling.

"Compared to Yitian!" Yu Lianzhou gathered his inner strength and revealed a powerful light in his eyes.

"Although I have taken the Yitian Sword, I have seen the battle of Miejie Shitai."

"This sword is not weak and depends on the sky!"

Song Yuanqiao looked at the sword in Yu Lianzhou's hand and said in a low voice: "For those who practice Zhiyang Kung Fu, it is better than Yitian!"

"I heard my master say that the Yitian Sword is truly sharp and can be balanced with both yin and yang internal energy."

"Because of the material of this sword, it has a natural blessing for Zhiyang Kung Fu. At least it must be sharper."

"Of course, for those who practice the inner strength of Yin, they are weaker than Yitian."

"After everyone's internal strength reaches a certain level, although it can be converted, that is only if the internal strength is sufficient."

"Once the fighting lasts too long, it will return to its true nature."

"So, this sword is very strong in the hands of some people!"

At this time, except for Song Yuanqiao who had not yet moved, the others had already picked up the sword beside them.

Everyone tried their inner strength.

The situation is the same as Song Yuanqiao analyzed. This sword is an extremely powerful weapon for those who practice Zhiyang Kung Fu.

"This sword... looks familiar." Zhang Songxi stroked the patterns on the sword, and he always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

But it seems different.

Can't be sure for a while.

"Holy Fire Order!" Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"That boy Zhang Wuji melted all twelve Holy Fire Tokens and replaced them with these seven swords."

"Sure enough." Zhang Songxi thought to himself. He had thought this thing looked like the Holy Fire Token before, but he was just not sure.

After all, the Holy Fire Order is a sacred object of the Ming Cult. He found it a bit incredible to smelt and make a sword.

"Holy Fire Order!!" Others in Wudang exclaimed at the same time, looking at the sword in front of them with extremely complicated eyes.

There is emotion and relief...

They all know the importance of the Holy Fire Order to Zhang Wuji and the Ming Cult.

Zhang Wuji's smelting of the Holy Fire Order had a huge impact on everyone.

Zhang Wuji will definitely face a lot of controversy when he makes this decision.

The Holy Fire Order...this is a sacred object of the Ming Cult.

At this time, the courtyard fell into unprecedented silence, and everyone fell into deep thought as they watched the sword being smelted by the Holy Fire.

I do not know how long it has been.

There was a creaking sound of the door opening, breaking the calm.

The door to the secret room opened and Zhou Zhiruo slowly walked out. (End of chapter)