"Heart?"
After hearing this, Chihiro Misawa slowly let go of her little hand, walked carefully to Feng Tianming, stretched out her hand to hold the corner of his clothes, raised her head and asked, "Daidai, what are you doing?"
"ah"
Only then did Feng Tianming come back to his senses. He looked down at the pitiful Qianxun, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his face was red and he was at a loss, and said: "I, I, I am fine, don't worry!"
"Really?"
Qianxun hugged Tianming's waist and murmured against his clothes. Feng Tianming was so frightened that he blushed and nodded hurriedly, saying: "It's okay, it's okay! Don't worry!"
"Um!"
Only then did Qianxun nod with relief, reluctantly let go of his hand, and stood side by side with him.
Feng Tianming blinked awkwardly, turned to look at the swordsman in white, cupped his fists and said, "Senior, please return Mikazuki Zongkin to Qianxun."
Dugu Baishi's brows were frivolous. While playing with the shining sword in his hand, he glanced sideways and said, "Am I going to steal a little girl's weapon?"
After saying this, he quickly threw Sanri Yuezong high into the sky. Then he recited an ancient mantra quickly, used his sword fingers to emit spiritual power, and poured it all into the sword.
"Buzz!"
I saw the sword's spiritual light blooming, and the powerful power of Tao burst out from it, and there seemed to be a faint chant of ancient gods and demons coming from it.
"Tian Xuan Fu!"
At this moment, Dugu Baishi shouted loudly and completed the final transmission of spiritual power. A clear sword sound came, and Mikazuki Munechika slowly fell from the sky and fell directly into Qianxun's hands.
"This is."
Qianxun took the sword and looked at it repeatedly, but found no special changes. But Dugu Baishi turned around with his hands behind his back and said: "From some aspects, your sword is just an ordinary sword."
"The material of this sword is a piece of spiritual iron, but its grade is very low. But it can be regarded as the best in the world. It is not easy for the sword maker to spend so much effort to build it to this point."
"But after all, it is just a mortal skill, which is not enough to bring out the true strength of this sword. Now I have completely recast it using immortal methods, adding some immortal gold to cultivate the sword spirit and my own spiritual power."
"This sword has been completely transformed. Only the so-called imperial weapons in the world can compete with it. In this way, it can make up for your shortcomings in physical body and cultivation."
After saying that, Dugu Baishi sat back down and observed Wang Bugui. Seeing that his condition was gradually stabilizing, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and continued to pour tea and sip.
"this"
Everyone present had put away all their fighting spirit and felt extremely ashamed. Judging from Dugu Baishi's performance, he should have chosen to believe that Wang Bugui could succeed.
But those who cared about them were confused by their concern, unable to see the reality clearly, and they did not believe in Wang Bugui. It was as if his head was muddled, and he actually challenged the strongest swordsman in ancient times.
From his battle, we can see how huge the gap in strength is. Feng Tianming and Misawa Qianhiro have gone all out, and neither of them can defeat him with one move.
In front of this swordsman, all the sword energy, sword intention, killing intention, etc. of the two people were revealed. Either it will be absorbed and counterattacked by the sword master, or it will be forced back and not be able to explode at all.
After that, Zhao Changge and Lu Hao were even forced to retreat by their opponents' swords during a sneak attack. It was obvious that the swordsmen were just dealing with them casually, and their true strength was unimaginable!
Dugu defeated the world. It is impossible to accurately describe his power. The terror he brought to the strong people was unprecedented. Perhaps, only the four words "overwhelming eternity" can describe him.
Looking back on what they had just seen and heard, everyone was terrified. If the Sword Immortal was really serious, maybe they wouldn't even be able to touch each other's clothes, and they would all die.
On the other hand, Dugu Baishi was as calm as water from beginning to end. There was no hint of anger towards them for their disrespect. He was always merciful during the fight, and even didn't forget to give some advice.
Despite Chihiro's rude attack, he was actually magnanimous, and now he even recast Mikazuki Munechika, adding immortal gold and his own spiritual energy.
Transform this almost ordinary sword into something comparable to an imperial weapon. This kind of heart and this kind of gifts really put everyone to shame.
"Scoey!"
Chihiro Misawa, who was beside her, was excited with the sword. She clearly felt that the sword had become much stronger, and the aura it exuded was even more terrifying, as if it could cut through the sun, moon, and stars.
In this way, she no longer has to worry about being unable to cause effective damage when facing a prince-level opponent because the enemy's defense capabilities are too strong.
Bato style focuses on killing with one strike, and every move must be filled with all the power. It is destined to be impossible to maintain high intensity and continuous attacks. It can be said that risks and benefits coexist.
If you cannot defeat the enemy within a short period of time, you will gradually fall into a desperate situation. Now, after Mikazuki Zongjin was recast, its sharpness is rare in the world, and it can be said that nothing can last.
Qianxun's lack of physical and spiritual power was finally made up for. With great joy in his heart, he excitedly trotted up to Dugu Baishi and smiled that cute smile.
Following the example of others, they clasped their fists and said, "Aligado! Senior! Uh hey hey."
As soon as she said this, she blushed and smiled. I wanted to say thank you in Chinese, but I was so excited that I subconsciously used my hometown language, and then added Chinese, which felt weird.
Dugu Baishi lowered his head to look at the little girl-like Qianxun, slightly frowning, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, and he fell into a brief trance.
Then he quickly woke up and said: "It's a small effort, no need to thank you. But don't be too happy too early. The fairy gold I used is just residue, and most of the spirituality has been lost."
"And the weight is very small. It mainly strengthens the blade. The entire blade is still not strong enough, so you must use it with caution. In addition, your cultivation is not enough to activate the true power of this sword."
As soon as these words came out, Qianxun suddenly opened his mouth, touched his head and said, "But I already feel that this sword has become a lot stronger. This is not the real power, so what should I do?"
"Don't worry, naturally you won't be unable to activate the true strength of this sword."
Dugu Baishi smiled indifferently, as if expecting the other party to react like this. He put down his teacup, pointed at Qianxun and said: "There are two keys to exerting the strength of this sword, the sword heart and the sword soul."
"As long as your sword heart is firm enough and the sword soul is strong enough, you can exert stronger power. No matter what, when you draw the sword, your mind will be sensed by this sword."
"To put it simply, this sword is connected to your heart and soul. The stronger your murderous intention to defeat the enemy and the stronger your will to protect the people you cherish."
"This sword can exert the most powerful power, but there is still a long way to go before it can truly rival the imperial weapon. After all, that kind of power is the pinnacle of this plane."
After saying this, Qianxun's eyes flashed with brilliance, and she eagerly approached the Sword Immortal and asked, "Then how can I become the strongest?"
When Dugu Baishi heard this, he reached out his right hand, gently touched her eyebrows, transmitted a spiritual thought and mantra, and then said: "Remember, this sword is your heart!"
"You can only use this immortal method if your obsession can move this sword. In this world, the strongest way is the way of feeling. The loneliest way is often the way of feeling."
After some instructions, he looked up to the sky and sighed. Only then did Qianxun react, and she quickly wanted to clasp her fists and say thank you again. But he shook his head and gently raised his hand to send her back to Feng Tianming.
He returned to his original position, relying on the ancient and dilapidated sword, and put away all the tea sets. He took out a green gourd and drank the unknown ancient wine alone.
"Uh-huh!"
He drank several times before stopping. Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, continuing to drink alone while leaning on his sword.
This behavior made everyone present very puzzled, but they were very surprised in their hearts. As soon as they smelled the fragrant wine aroma coming from the Sword Immortal, they felt like they were getting drunk.
Even Chihiro Misawa, who was slightly inferior in cultivation, was blushing and snuggled into Feng Tianming's arms, and then murmured drunkenly.
"Tianming, use the awakening spell quickly!"
Mu Wujian shouted at Feng Tianming. Only then did he react. He hurriedly helped Qianxun sit cross-legged and recited the Awakening Mantra behind him to cover his whole body.
"What a fool! What kind of wine is this!"
Zhao Changge cast a spell to keep his soul awake. He looked ahead with a shocked expression, then looked at Lu Hao and said, "I guess you and Jian Mu will have to pour a pot of that immortal wine!"
Lu Hao shook his head violently when he heard this and said: "Don't say a pot, even half a pot, I think it's still hanging. This is still the case if the cultivation level is not sealed. If the cultivation level is sealed, even if you don't touch the wine, you have to pour it."
On the other side, Yu Wude was greedy. According to his guess, this must be an immortal brew that only exists in the immortal world. If he could take a sip, he would definitely benefit a lot.
Thinking of this, he wiped the saliva from his mouth and said with a smile: "Hey, senior, what kind of wine is this!"
Hearing this, Dugu Baishi took away the wine gourd, shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying: "You also want to drink my Wangxian Brewing? Don't even think about it! Hahaha. This is my last nostalgia, the last."