The Fox Fairy kicked me out. I originally wanted to find a girl, but I got a little addicted to criticism.
But Jingtian Ming and his group sat around, not knowing what they were discussing. I was afraid that they would say bad things about me, so I quickly joined in the fun. By the way, I asked who of them knew how to repair the sword. My demon sword was burned to the ground.
Half of it is left. It's a pity to lose it. If I don't practice it, I won't be able to use it. I still use my own magic weapon.
"What are you talking about?" I patted Qingdi's anus, which made him tighten his anus and shrink to the side, then he looked at me with disdain.
Qing Emperor was originally quite aloof, a bit unruly and snobbish, so I loved "teasing" him the most.
I looked familiar, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only stare at me when I patted his anus.
When everyone saw the boss coming, they quickly made a place for me. After I sat down, I said shockingly: "We are discussing the fire man we met today. I don't know whether that thing is a human or a ghost, and the fire on his body."
what's going on?"
The fire on the fire man's body is not ordinary fire, it is also a kind of strange fire. It is similar to Nanming Lihuo, but it is stronger than the Nanminglihuo of the Suzaku clan, because the Nanminglihuo of the Suzaku clan is not actually the real Suzaku companion fire.
It's just that it's cursed, so it's relatively weak.
But if compared with the fire in Zhang Sanfeng's hands, it is comparable.
The Nanming Lihuo in Zhang Sanfeng's hand is real, and it may even crush the fire man.
At this time, a smaller man said: "Could it be a ghost fire?"
Ghost fire, also known as ghost fire, is the fire associated with evil spirits. Su Yang often uses will-o'-the-wisps, and his guns often have will-o'-the-wisps attached to them.
Ghost fire is the fire of the underworld, which has a burning effect on souls and ghosts.
At this time, Qingdi shook his head: "Impossible, I know Minghuo. The fire on the fire man's body cannot be Minghuo at all. It looks a bit like..."
"What does it look like? You should tell me!"
When everyone was anxious, they all urged Qingdi. Qingdi glanced at the pouring rain outside, as if he was afraid that the fire man would come to the door. Seeing that there was no one in the dark, he knocked on the table and said: "It's a bit like Dutian Shenhuo."
After everyone heard this, they were stunned for three seconds, and then they all booed, disagreeing with Qingdi's opinion, saying that Qingdi was bragging.
Dutian Shenhuo is the original fire of Zhu Rong. This is just a legend. The possibility of its occurrence is extremely low. We all know the fire spell, and the spell of the fire spell also has Zhu Rong in it, but it seems to have nothing to do with Zhu Rong. He is just
Being served as a god of fire.
Qing Emperor was booed by so many people, so he touched his nose and stopped talking.
At this time, I said: "Don't worry about what kind of fire it is. It's fire anyway, so it won't show up on rainy days. Let's just relax. Now everyone, do me a favor."
When I said this, I quickly put the incomplete demon sword on the table.
"My sword was burned to pieces by that fiery man. Is there any way to repair it?" I asked quickly.
At this time, everyone was observing the incomplete demon sword. They had seen the power of my demon sword before, so they were all extremely curious.
"Boss Su, your knife is burned like this, I'm afraid it's hopeless." Jingtianming took a sip of tea and shook his head, looking helpless, but he was raising corpses, and if he couldn't do it, it didn't mean that others couldn't do it.
But this time the confessions were surprisingly consistent. Basically everyone shook their heads and said that the damage to the knife was too serious and it was basically difficult to repair. Half of the blade was missing, so it was better to replace it with another one.
It was indeed severely disabled. I couldn't even feel the soul of the sword. I didn't know if I was dead.
This is a demon sword made of snake bones. The corpse soul is a twin soul. It has grown to the age of a girl. It is quite powerful. I am not willing to lose it like this.
But at this moment, a man with a horse face said: "This knife does not need to be repaired."
We all call this man Brother Xiaoma. He said that three generations of his ancestors were shady traders who sold evil items.
He has seen this kind of sword before, and there are no less than three of them. He has even seen demon swords that are more powerful than the demon sword. The demon sword can repair itself. As long as the demon soul exists, it is just like a human being, but it must be able to "raise".
"Raise?" I suddenly frowned, a little aware of what he was going to say.
The pony smiled and said that everyone should know about the so-called raising. The demon sword sucks blood. If you find some relatively pure blood to feed it, it will slowly recover on its own and even repair its own demon soul.
The so-called pure blood means pure yang, pure yin, shaoyang, shaoyin. Pure yang and pure yin are like me and Shen Luo. Shaoyang and shaoyin are boys and girls, and those who have never done that kind of thing are perfect. Body essence and blood.
There is another kind that works, and that is the blood of a baby. The baby has just been born into the world, has not been tainted by the world, and the blood on his body is very pure.
"Is this method really possible?" I'm a little doubtful. The Demon Sword is so injured, can it be restored by absorbing a little blood essence?
Brother Xiao Ma nodded: "Yes, my family had an incomplete demon sword before, but it was not as powerful as yours, and it was from the Ming Dynasty. It has been incomplete until modern times. Later, my grandfather fed it with menstrual blood and recovered quickly. It was sold for a big price later, I still remember it fresh."
When Brother Xiao Ma said this, I felt relieved. If it was really possible, it wouldn't be a big deal. I could just ask Zhu Laojiu to go to the underground market to buy it for me. Although the black market is gone, there are still underground transactions, but they are not so rampant, and We only do business with acquaintances and introducers.
Although this kind of blood is difficult to obtain, as long as you have money, there is nothing in this world that cannot be done.
At this time, Qingdi sighed, and then took his own pen holder and said: "It's fine for you. It's that simple. I don't know when it will take me to repair my judge's pen. Without the judge's pen, how can I walk freely between Yin and Yang?" , working for the judge, it seems I have to quit this job."
When Emperor Qing said this, he kept looking at me, as if he would not have a good life if I, Su Yang, were in the Eight Financial Groups for one day. It would be better for him to leave and die if he stayed here for a minute.
Isn't it just a pen? Why is it so difficult? I quickly asked him how to fix it. If possible, I am willing to help. After all, his injury is considered a "work-related injury", so it is normal for me to take some responsibility.
Qingdi said: "A girl who wants to be a young child, where is the hair? Do you understand? The judge's pen is a thing from the underworld, and can only use pure vaginal hair."
Good guy, I thought they were pen hairs, but I didn’t expect “pen hairs” to be really needed. Where can I get them? Many girls nowadays are given them when they are in high school. If you are younger, who would have the nerve to touch them? The smaller one has no hair at all, so the judge pen is still thrown away and difficult to repair.
At this time, everyone was sleepy, so they yawned and went back to their rooms to rest. The thunder outside became louder and louder, and the rain kept falling.
Chapter completed!