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Chapter two hundred and ninety-five whoever is ruthless

It's night.

The continuous life in the Lihuo Realm in recent days has finally made the young man, who is no more than twenty, sit on the roof of the house and feel a little sad.

In the room below her, Die Qi was still burying her head in tears.

Overhead outside the house, there is a moon rising.

Xu Qingmu failed to take that step after all. The incident with Lin Xue back then was like a thorn inserted into the hidden place in the young man's heart, which could not be pulled out or eliminated.

How does Die Qi today look like Lin Xue back then?

Working hard without caring about one's own safety is like a moth flying into the flame.

But what happens in the end? It’s just a matter of weighing the pros and cons, a piece of duckweed in the ups and downs, and the two of them part ways and disappear.

The most important thing was the little girl in white who clamored to see the meteor shower. Her smile made the boy flinch away. Although Die Qi cried and scolded him as "not a man!", Xu Qingmu still felt like a man in his heart.

of.

"Drink?"

At some point, Huang Xi had quietly landed next to Xu Qingmu, holding in his arms the sorrow and longing for separation that had merged into one.

Xu Qingmu rolled his eyes:

"Come to drink again?"

The old man laughed a little shamelessly:

"Wine is something that can nourish loneliness for thousands of years, and soothe a broken heart for thousands of years. Stay drunk all night long, drink happily, raise glasses to the moon, and drink together! That kind of feeling is relieved, and you can't live without madness, happiness,

This is the charm of wine.”

The old man was a little strangely excited, which made Xu Qingmu feel a little bit, was he really stingy?

He shook his head with a smile and handed the apricot flower wine flask to the old man. The moment Huang Xi took the flask, all the "sanctimoniousness" before was gone, leaving only two leaks that could not be guarded by the lips and teeth, and he laughed.

Drink wine with your mouth, taste wine with your heart.

After a satisfied "Siha", Huang Xi handed the "Sorrow" sword in his hand to Xu Qingmu:

"Well, after the fusion, you have truly grown up. Fortunately, the sword soul contained in it is of first-class quality. However, in this world, time flows too slowly. I am afraid that before the war between your human world and the divine world begins,

It’s hard to grow up.”

Immediately, he drank another sip of wine.

Xu Qingmu looked at the Chou Si in his hand. It was a full foot longer than the Chou Li before, and the sword surface was also a bit wider. However, upon closer inspection, the biggest change was the change inside the sword body. The originally plump sword

The inside of the body is now more crystal clear, and there seems to be an embryo inside, beating rhythmically.

"This is......"

The old man glanced at the embryo that Xu Qingmu was pointing to and said nonchalantly:

"Sword blank, this is the place where the sword soul is nurtured. This Sword of Sorrow has been separated for too long, and the 'Farewell' has been hidden in the snow, which leads to some uneven improvement of the two swords. Otherwise, this sword blank

The quality is even higher.”

Only then did Xu Qingmu understand. Then, the young man took out the wooden sword from his waist. The wooden sword, which had absorbed the essence blood of many monsters, now looked more and more weird, especially the scarlet red line on the sword.

Adding a bit of weirdness.

"Eh..."

After Huang Xi saw the wooden sword, he was a little surprised. He put down the apricot wine in his hand and looked at the wooden sword carefully. Although he was a little confused, he said:

"Bringing a sword blank with a sword soul inside? Who is so..."

Xu Qingmu was even more curious. He had felt the specialness of this wooden sword a long time ago. In the ghost mansion, Zhou Yuntian wanted to refine him and Qiu Qing into the Heart Demon Sword. Xu Qingmu, who had a close connection with the wooden sword, suddenly realized

, there seemed to be something different about the wooden sword itself, but the young man didn't pay attention to it.

"Grandpa Huang Xi, what does it mean to bring your own sword blank?"

Huang Xi answered the question incorrectly:

"Who gave you this sword, and how did it come about?"

At that moment, Xu Qingmu explained everything about the old beggar carving the sword with his own hands and giving the sword to the old man in front of him. Although he knew that there were many strange things about Huang Xi, Xu Qingmu still told them all without reservation. Even the young man himself was a little confused.

Unreasonable surprise.

Huang Xi nodded solemnly, and after a long while, he could only say three words:

"No wonder......"

Xu Qingmu was even more confused. What did the old man in front of him see?

"Grandpa Huang Xi, what's so strange? What did you see?"

Huang Xi looked at Xu Qingmu and sighed: "Xu Qingmu, do you really want to know?"

The young man nodded.

Huang Xi sighed and handed the wooden sword to Xu Qingmu. The young man noticed that this time the old man did not throw it back as usual, but used both hands to gently hand the wooden sword to the young man.

"Sword blanks include innate and acquired swords. The quality of some fairy swords is extremely extraordinary, and it is possible that, like the Sorrowful Sword, they come with innate sword blanks. But some swords can develop acquired sword blanks, but at such a cost

,great."

"The sword blank is the place where the sword soul is warmed and nourished. The advantage of the innate sword blank is that the sword itself will absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, continue to nurture it in the sword blank, and then slowly form the sword soul. But the acquired sword blank cannot do this.

Everything comes naturally, so it is necessary to imprint a sword soul in the sword, or in other words - a human soul."

Speaking of this, the young man's heart suddenly stopped.

"Originally, I only thought that the sword soul in this wooden sword was also caused by the innate sword. It was only after careful observation that I discovered that it was not the case. The sword soul was presumably your master who forcibly chopped some parts from the soul.

, forced into this wooden sword."

The young man was completely defeated.

Holding the wooden sword, his eyes were dancing. Yes, he should have thought of it a long time ago, why did the old beggar who had protected him for twelve years only give him a wooden sword?

Huang Xi also sighed a little. How much does a person who can cut his own soul in half love his children?

Just when she was about to speak out to comfort her, Xu Qingmu took a deep breath and calmed down again. She placed the wooden sword in her arms on her waist and clasped her fingers three times.

Huang Xi looked at the young man's three buckles, and understood in his heart that the young man kowtowed three times.

"Grandpa Huang Xi, you just said that the sword soul is the soul chopped off by my master Song Zihan. If it is possible in the future, if I can reshape this complete sword soul, will..."

The old man waved his hand. Of course he understood what the young man was thinking:

"Don't ask me about this. From ancient times to the present, even I have never heard of such a strange thing about a human soul turning into a sword soul, let alone the later sword soul turning into a human soul. Your master probably did it at that time

When I made this decision, I probably never thought that I could rely on this sword again and regain my soul."

Xu Qingmu thought of the blood coffin that flew into his mind, and then his mind moved. Then, a blood coffin flew directly out of his mind, gradually rising in the wind, and became no different from an ordinary coffin.

"This is...the Nine Dragons Soul-Suppressing Coffin?"

Xu Qingmu nodded.

Huang Xi closed his eyes slightly, stood up, took a slight step to the left, then pinched his fingers to form a formula, and began to deduce. At this time, Xu Qingmu discovered that the soles of Huang Xi's feet showed the Tai Chi Bagua rotating formation, and as Huang Xi

The light continues to shine through the deduction.

"This is...the Tai Chi Bagua array that has disappeared long ago?"

Xu Qingmu was shocked. He had always been curious about who Huang Xi was, but now that he saw this formation, some ideas in his mind that he dared not guess were finally realized.

Huang Xi, who had closed his eyes and deduced, looked unsteady. His slightly twitching eyelids and frowning brows made Xu Qingmu feel uneasy.

After a long time, the old man opened his eyes, looked at Xu Qingmu and shouted softly:

"Xu Qingmu, give me a drop of heart blood!"

The young man did as he was told, and a drop of blood flew towards the old man. Then, a black dragon named Biraxiu, which was completely a miniature version of Xu Qingmu's Weak Water Realm, suddenly appeared in the formation on the sole of Huang Xi's foot. He jumped up slightly and took the drop of blood from his heart in one mouthful.

Then he submerged into the formation again.

Then, the entire Bagua Array lit up, and the night immediately turned into day. The dazzling white light only appeared for a moment, and then returned to darkness.

There was sweat on the old man's forehead and he murmured:

"Sure enough, sure enough!"

Then everything disappeared, and Huang Xi squatted under the eaves again, returning to calm:

"Isn't the person who gave you the blood coffin also your master?"

Xu Qingmu nodded. On the rockery of the Chen family, Chen Yehan told Xu Qingmu the origin of the blood coffin. The old beggar had originally given the blood coffin to him and then handed it over to Xu Qingmu. But Chen Yehan did not tell Xu Qingmu the blood coffin.

The origin of the blood coffin is explained clearly.

"Kowloon Soul-Suppressing Coffin, do you know who it is?"

Xu Qingmu shook his head.

"What is being suppressed is the soul of the first true dragon in the ancient world!"

Huang Xi sighed, looked at Xu Qingmu, and said truthfully:

"I'm afraid I can't describe the master of yours who died after exhausting himself. Even I admire him deeply! Do you know that the reason why you can acquire this dragon energy and meet that black dragon is all because of your master?"

What did you get in exchange for your life? First, you put your soul into the sword to lay the foundation for your practice of swordsmanship. Then you went to the battlefield of the gods alone and made a deal with the black dragon Biraxiu with the other half of your soul. You should also get it from the top of the black dragon's head.

, pulled out a silver long sword, nothingness, right?"

The young man nodded blankly, that's right!

No wonder, from the black dragon, it was easy to obtain the Void Sword, and it was also easy to refine the black dragon in the Weak Water Realm. It turned out that the old beggar was behind all of this!

Huang Xi took a leisurely sip of wine and continued:

"In addition, your master's master, Na Lu Sancun, can be regarded as half of your guardian. What's interesting is that the master and the apprentice have put all their futures on you, but they themselves have lost their energy.

Luck, I made a losing bet."

Three inches of reed!

Xu Qingmu was silent, he only knew a little about these things.

The old man returned the empty jug to the young man and said lazily: "Xu Qingmu, falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. You, a scholar, understand more than me. But you are so worldly.

, if you take out a single word, everyone in the world can understand it. But once you put it together, how many people can understand it?"

Huang Xi stood up and stamped his feet gently. Die Qi, who was crying in the room, had already fallen asleep. Looking at the moon floating above his head, Huang Xi sighed:

"Family, friendship, master-disciple love, love goes deep into the bones; kindness, nurturing and nurturing kindness, kindness is in the heart. Xu Qingmu, don't think too much -"

Looking ahead, Huang Xi clasped his hands behind his back. The long gown underneath him was shabby, but it was swaying in the wind with some fairylike posture:

"Raise your sword and walk!"

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