Zhao Huaizhong took a look at the ghost beauty. The cold and cold energy in her body was indeed much weaker, and had been transformed into controllable power by the cultivation techniques.
Zhao Huaizhong made a move, and the female ghost was very happy. She came up behind him with her bare white feet and light steps. She raised her buttocks slightly and put her face, which was causing harm to the country and the people, to a position slightly behind Zhao Huaizhong's shoulder. She lowered her head and watched.
She was wearing a white skirt and a girdle of the same color, with dark and lively eyes, a pretty and foxy face, and a complexion like snow.
The female ghost is more human than before... Zhao Huai thought to himself, looked at the copper box, reached out and took out a piece of green copper.
The copper block is just a small piece in the box. When taken out, it is slightly larger than an ordinary person's fist and is green. Its weight and density are also very different from common green copper.
Zhao Huaizhong squeezed it hard, but the copper block didn't move at all.
Even with his strength, he was unable to leave any traces on the green bronze.
This kind of green copper is recorded in ancient scrolls and is a rather precious material for refining weapons.
It can be used when refining fairy swords and high-end magic weapons.
A high-quality flying sword only requires a piece the size of a fingernail to be made into a sword ball, and when stretched out, it can reach several feet in length.
The piece of Zhao Huaizhong's hand that is as big as a fist could be stretched to be as long as a train if it were made into a flying sword.
This green copper can be given to Lao Sikong and Ji Mo. They are making sacrifices to the Twelve Bronze Men, but they are worried about not having enough materials.
Zhao Huaizhong took out the second thing from the box, which was a copper bell. It made a crisp sound as soon as it was shaken, and ripples spread in the void around the bell.
When the bell rang, Bao Si suddenly frowned slightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
This is a soul-catching bell. It has a restraining effect on things with heavy Yin energy. It is a very good magic weapon.
Zhao Huaizhong put the Soul Seizing Bell back and took out a copper sword from the box for the third time.
This is a ring-headed bronze sword, about four fingers wide. The spine of the sword is densely covered with exquisite diamond-shaped hidden grids and inscriptions.
The handle is cylindrical, and an unknown animal head is cast on the upper end. The image is ferocious, the mouth is open, and the sword spine is spit out from its mouth. It is three feet and nine inches long, just shy of four feet.
In the mouth of the beast's head that spits out the sword, four beast teeth bite tightly on the sword's spine.
The entire sword is exquisite in shape, exquisite in workmanship, and extremely gorgeous.
Zhao Huaizhong flicked his finger, and there was a soft sound, the sword body buzzed, and many symbols appeared.
Jiejiao has many swordsmen, and there are also many good swords in its collection.
As for sword-shaped artifacts, truly high-quality ones are very rare. This sword is an ancient artifact from the near-immortal realm.
What's even more rare is that this is not the only good sword seized from Jie Jiao Cave.
Zhao Huaizhong reached out from the copper box and took out another handful.
This sword is in perfect contrast to the one just now. The body of the sword is plain and unadorned, without any decoration, and is bare. There are only two figures, one square and one circle, on the front and back of the sword spine.
The sword is three feet six inches long and three fingers wide.
Zhao Huaizhong tapped the sword body with his fingers, and it made two deep, muffled sounds.
"Wooden sword."
He looked carefully and saw that there was a natural wooden texture on the sword body, but it was very fine and difficult to see without his eyesight.
For a wooden sword to be so heavy and so tough, it is obviously made of special wood that has been around for a long time.
Zhao Huaizhong thought for a while, stretched out his hand to write two origin characters in succession, turned his hand over and pressed it on the copper sword and wooden sword to form a blessing.
The two swords suddenly changed, as if they were the finishing touch.
The animal head at the handle of the bronze sword seemed to have come to life, taking on the shape of an animal and running on the sword's spine, shaking its head and tail, exhaling wisps of breath to worship the inscriptions on the sword's spine.
The bronze sword trembled, and the roar of beasts could be faintly heard.
The wooden sword glowed with a ray of life, containing divine essence, and flickered several times before returning to normal.
Zhao Huaizhong looked at it for a moment and was quite satisfied.
With his current method, writing the origin text for blessing is like giving the two swords a sword spirit, making them more precious.
He reached out to grab the copper box again, and what he took out this time was a stone rectangular sword box with a simple texture.
This sword box is actually the scabbard of the Immortal Killing Sword that was sacrificed before, and the two have the same aura.
"The Immortal-Slaying Sword has been sacrificed, and this sword box will also be sacrificed. It will make a perfect pair."
There were several other things in the copper box, and Zhao Huaizhong looked at them one by one.
Among them is a pearl as big as a thumb, which is round in shape, shimmering, gorgeous and really beautiful.
After seeing this, Bao Si quietly pursed her lips, like a kitten that saw a fish and wanted to eat it.
"Do you like this bead?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.
"Yes." Bao Si nodded honestly. Seeing Zhao Huaizhong hand over the beads, she stretched out her hand to take it.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Huaizhong took the beads back halfway: "I have other uses for the beads and I can't give them to you."
Bao Si took back her little hand in disappointment with a resentful look in her eyes. She felt that Zhao Huaizhong was stingy, but she didn't dare to say it.
Zhao Huaizhong sensed something and pushed the two swords into the void, disappearing in an instant.
Night Palace.
Mu Qianshui lay with squinted eyes on the roof ridge of a palace, basking in the sun, holding a grass stem in his mouth and savoring the faint sweet taste of the grass stem.
During the battle to suppress Zhuxian Cave, he was also injured and almost had an arm cut off. His left shoulder was wrapped with clean cloth for bandage.
"Sigh... It's so shocking. How can there be so many good players? I thought we were already among the strongest, but then I found out that I was standing in the row below the strongest. Now... it seems like we have dropped down another level."
Mu Qianshui took advantage of the fact that no one was around and kept mumbling:
"When will I be promoted to a saint... Hey, please reply. I've been listening to me for half an hour and you didn't say a word. It's so rude."
The person he was talking to was a stone carved animal head squatting on the eaves for decoration.
The stone sculpture remained silent. Mu Qianshui reached out and patted its head, complaining: "You don't say a word all day long, and I'm bored for you..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the stone sculpture speak: "Stop taking pictures..."
Mu Qianshui was startled and stared blankly at the stone beast.
But the stone beast slowly turned its head, opened its mouth wide, and spit out a beautifully shaped bronze sword.
"This sword is an ancient artifact that is close to immortality. It has the potential to be promoted to an immortal sword. If you warm up and nurture this sword, and it is in deep harmony with the sword's intention, you will have the opportunity to become a saint.
Well, I think very highly of you."
"Idiot? Are you the king?"
Mu Qianshui was stunned, and realized that when the stone beast spoke, it was Zhao Huaizhong's method.
Only Zhao Huaizhong's power could reach such a level that he could almost change the origin of matter, causing the stone beast to speak, turn its head, and spit out its sword, but Mu Qianshui could not feel any trace of the magic power at all.
When Mu Qianshui reached out and took the bronze sword, he was immediately pleasantly surprised and as happy as a thirty-eight-year-old child.
Apart from talking, he also loves swords.
During the battle in the Zhuxian Cave, the sword he had carried with him for several years had a gap in it. Mu Qianshui was so distressed that he could not breathe. He felt that his daughter-in-law was seriously ill and could no longer be cured.
Unexpectedly, the king was so considerate that he gave me a new wife.
Moreover, the new daughter-in-law was a top beauty, so Mu Qianshui immediately thought of throwing away his injured wife.
He took the new sword and looked at it repeatedly, caressed it gently, and cherished it to the extreme. He muttered and made unintelligible sounds, not knowing what he was saying.
After getting a new baby, Mu Qianshui planned to show it off.
He immediately jumped off the eaves, and before leaving, he did not forget to say to the stone beast: "I'm leaving. I'll talk to you next time."
After all, I have been secretly talking to this stone beast for several years, and I have feelings for him.
Mu Qianshui jumped down from the eaves, holding his new daughter-in-law in his hand. He felt that the wound no longer hurt. The sadness of feeling sorry for himself and thinking that he was a third-rate expert was gone. He quickly reached a room in the backyard of Ye Yu Mansion. He shouted from afar:
"Ji Qian, come and see the stunning beauty in my hands."
He rushed into the room and saw Ji Qian stroking a dark long sword with a loving expression on his face.
Mu Qianshui suddenly looked full of contempt: "What is that thing in your hand? Come and look at me. I am a top beauty, and you are an old woman."
Ji Qian frowned and glanced at the sword in Mu Qianshui's hand: "I am a peerless beauty. I hide all my beauty inside and don't expose it.
That... girl of yours has a glamorous appearance, just like Xiao Qinlou. She looks good, but she doesn’t work until she gets on the bed. She’s fresh on the outside and loose on the inside.”
Mu Qianshui retorted: "My one is loose, yours is tight.
Do you know the girls in Xiao Qin House quite well?"
Ji Qian wisely changed the subject: "Where did the sword in your hand come from?"
Mu Qianshui raised his chin: "The king sent a stone beast to give it to me. The king said that this sword is a sword taught by an immortal. When its sword intention matches, I can break into the saint realm."
Isn't this a coincidence... Ji Qian also said proudly: "My sword was also given by the king.
The king also said that my sword is stronger than yours, and I will enter the realm of saint one day earlier than you."
"You fart."
Mu Qianshui had the urge to show off, but failed to do so. She felt inexplicably unhappy, turned around and left angrily, and decided to try the single-clove garlic.
Here, Zhao Huaizhong stood up and left the Xianyang Hall, and Xin Wu started to follow him: "No need to follow, I will go to the outskirts of the city to take a look at the sacrificial process of the Ministry of Construction and then come back."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and waved: "Yunlai."
A white cloud fell in the sky. Zhao Huaizhong stepped on it and disappeared with the cloud.
The clouds are changing, and they are ten miles away in an instant.
Zhao Huaizhong fell from the clouds into the compound of the Ministry of Construction on the outskirts of the city.
There were people from the Mohist family and the Ministry of Construction in the courtyard, and it was a lively scene. Zhao Huaizhong was seen falling from the sky, shouting and bowing down.
Zhao Huaizhong let everyone level up and walked into the Earth Fire Cave.
The cave is also bustling with people running around and busy.
In the giant casting pit in the center, the fire slurry was boiling, and countless symbols on the four walls were flowing and flashing, connecting with each other to increase the firepower.
There are many holes on the sides of the casting pit, and fire slurry flows in several small casting pits on the periphery, integrating into the main casting pit in the center.
Lao Sikong and others are trying their best to cast the first twelve bronze figures in the Qin Dynasty. Although they have failed countless times, their interest has not diminished and they have tried again and again.
At this moment, in the boiling fire slurry of the casting pit, there was a huge humanoid creature thirty feet long, like a miracle.
The human figure was looming in the fire slurry, and it was just an initial copper embryo. It emerged from the fire slurry slightly, and countless dense symbols could be seen.
The exposed position is a bronze palm.
Zhao Huaizhong watched for a while, waited for Lao Sikong and others to come over to greet him, and then took out the newly obtained copper block.
Lao Sikong and Ji Mo recognized the origin of the copper block at a glance: "Immortal Green Bronze."
Both of their faces showed surprise.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Huaizhong strolled forward and returned to Xianyang Palace in a flash.
At noon, a chamberlain came in from outside the palace and presented a letter of credentials.