The Blood-Crying Sword on the stone table looked extremely harmless in the sunlight. The smooth blood-jade hilt was exposed, and there was a rainbow glow inside. There seemed to be a round emblem in the middle, but it had long been blurred, as if it had been deliberately worn away. The ancient silver that originally completely covered the sword body had fallen off a little, and the blood-jade was exposed in the gap.
Ming Liusha stretched out his fingers and touched the ancient silver on the Blood-Crying Sword: "Okay, East, West."
It is obvious at first glance that this blood jade is an extraordinary item, but the ancient silver wrapped around the sword is not inferior at all, and can even suppress the blood evil spirit. I don't know what material this ancient silver is made of.
Xiyu leaned in to look at the complicated patterns on the surface of the sword, then shook her head. She felt dizzy and asked in confusion, "Are there formations and talismans on it?"
Ye Su glanced at the Blood-Crying Sword, tilted her head back slightly and drank the tea in her cup: "Yes, it's probably used to suppress the Blood Jade."
She had seen it before in the sword tomb when she held the sword, but she didn't understand it.
However, it is certain that the weapon refiner chose such an evil object as a sword blank, wrapped the blood jade sword blank with ancient silver, and then spent a lot of time and effort carving various patterns on the sword to suppress the evil spirit, all for one thing.
—Prevents the sword holder from being affected by the blood evil.
Ye Su tilted his head to look at You Fushi beside him. If the sword was really his as his junior brother said, he wondered how the weapon refiner felt when he saw the sword he had refined being dragged on the ground and sharpened by him.
It is obvious that my junior brother is not a sword practitioner who cherishes the sword as if it were his life.
As for the person involved, You Fushi, his mind was not on the Blood-Crying Sword at all. After warming his hands with the teacup, he wanted to pour the cold spiritual tea onto the ground and replace it with a new one.
"Don't develop a wasteful habit." Ye Su frowned upon seeing this.
You Fushi looked at Ye Su, his beautiful eyes were dark and pure: "It's cold."
Perhaps because he thought that this mortal was going to talk about him later, he withdrew his hand and prepared to drink the spiritual tea in the cup.
Ye Su grabbed You Fushi's wrist, stretched it slightly, and took the teacup away. During this time, she touched his fingers, which were surprisingly cold. She couldn't help but frowned. When she went down to the sword tomb before, the temperature of his palm was not so low.
Is it because of touching the Blood-Crying Sword
Ye Su calmly used the spiritual fire to heat the tea in the cup, then handed it to You Fushi: "It's ready."
She controlled the temperature of her spiritual fire very well. At that moment, it did not burn the teacup, but only heated the tea inside.
You Fushi took it and began to drink the hot tea slowly. He decided to let this mortal warm up the tea in the future.
"Master, sister, I want one too." Upon seeing this, Ming Liusha immediately reached for his cup and slowly asked Ye Suwen for some tea.
Ye Su smiled slightly: "You still can't control the spiritual fire? Why don't you warm up some tea to practice today?"
Ming Liusha silently took back the teacup and looked around: "The spiritual energy is abundant today, I should also go to practice."
After saying this, he slipped away very quickly, very skillfully.
After seeing the Blood-Crying Sword, Xiyu and Xia Er did not stay any longer and followed to practice.
Looking at the quickly fleeing backs of her fellow disciples, Ye Su couldn't help but shake her head. If she hadn't called them out today to see the Blood-Crying Sword, they would still be practicing madly.
It's rare to have such a good environment, with abundant spiritual energy and no need to worry about being attacked. Ming Liusha and the other two cherish it very much. They practice and refine weapons day and night and rarely rest.
Thinking of this, the smile on Ye Su's lips faded slightly. If Qianji Sect had a spiritual vein, it wouldn't have come to this.
She came back to her senses, her eyes fell on the Bloodthirsty Sword on the stone table, and suddenly remembered something, so she tilted her head and asked her junior brother: "How old are you?"
Just by looking at the layer of ancient silver on the surface of the Blood-Crying Sword, one can tell that this sword was refined a long time ago, at least before the God's Death Period, because ancient silver does not match any material in the current cultivation world.
If You Fushi is really the only owner of the Blood-Crying Sword, then his age...
Seeing that the junior brother was pretending not to hear again, Ye Su raised her eyebrows slightly, leaned towards him, and asked jokingly: "Are you a ten thousand year old demon?"
You Fushi turned to look at the mortal, his brows showing displeasure, and then in front of her, he raised his hands to cover his ears, indicating that he could not hear.
Ye Su couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was the first time she saw her junior brother look so resistant.
"Let's go and practice." After laughing, Ye Su stood up and looked at the sword on the table, pushed his hand away and asked, "Do you know how to use a sword?"
You Fushi reluctantly stood up and said, "I know a few moves."
Ye Su noticed with her sharp eyes that when he held the Blood-Crying Sword, a few drops of blood oozed out of the sword body, and the whole sword seemed to exude an aura of despair.
"Let's try the sword training field." Ye Su said. All the sword practitioners of our sword sect practice sword there, and there are competitions at any time. It is very suitable for practicing sword. People like Lu Jiu and Yi Xuan are in the sword training field almost every day.
…
You Fushi went over with the Blood-Crying Sword and quickly attracted a lot of people's attention. Of course, he could still attract everyone's attention even without the sword.
"Ye Su, Master You, how did you get here?" Xu Chengyu had just fought with Yi Xuan, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and several sword wounds on his arms. His eyes fell on the Blood-Crying Sword hanging on the ground, and his fingers couldn't help but move.
As a swordsman who regards the sword as his life, I am not used to seeing people being so perfunctory with the sword, even though this sword is full of evil.
"Bring him over to have a look." Ye Su said. The junior brother's memory was not very good, and he might have forgotten how to swing the sword.
Xu Chengyu pointed to a platform nearby and said, "There will be a competition over there later. If you are interested, you can go and try it out, Mr. You."
Ye Su nodded and looked at Yi Xuan who was fighting with Lu Jiu on the stage in front of him, thinking: "His sword intention seems to have changed a little."
"Even you figured it out?" Xin Chenzi, who was nearby, came over, looked Ye Su up and down critically, and said proudly, "Do you know what a broken sword is reborn? If I were to say, the sword given by your Qianji Sect wouldn't work..."
"That was made by Master Yi Xuan's father." Ye Su said quietly.
Xin Chenzi paused, holding back the rest of his words, and subconsciously explained: "The sword is good, but it's not suitable for my apprentice."
Having taught Yi Xuan for some time, Xin Chenzi naturally knew that his disciple attached great importance to his master's sect and could not accept anyone speaking ill of Qianji Sect, not even him, the second master.
"The Chongming Sword has a single blade, and without a sharp edge, it is more stable and heavy." Ye Su looked up at Yi Xuan on the stage and said, "It suits him very well."
This sword is spiritual. It does not hate or resist half-demon blood, and is even willing to tolerate it. It is unexpectedly suitable for someone like Yi Xuan who is extremely stubborn.
Xin Chenzi was in a good mood after hearing this. He was so happy that he glanced at You Fushi who was standing lazily beside him, raised his chin and pointed at another arena: "Go up and practice sword skills. I'll watch."
This is meant to be a pointer.
Before Yi Xuan joined the Eight Desolate Peak, in Wujian Sect, Xin Chenzi only fought with the elders and the great elder all day long, but never gave any guidance to his disciples.
Even now, Xu Chengyu, Lu Jiu and others can only receive instruction when they have the opportunity to practice sword with Yi Xuan.
However, You Fushi, who had such a good opportunity, did not listen to Xin Chenzi's words at all. He stood beside Ye Su, turning the Mist Killing Flower on his wrist with one hand.
Xin Chenzi waited for a long time but got no response.
"Let's go up and practice sword later." Ye Su tilted his head and said to You Fushi.
You Fushi held the Blood-Crying Sword as a crutch and nodded nonchalantly to show that he heard the words of this mortal.
Xin Chenzi, who has been a bohemian all his life: "…" There is actually someone crazier than him
On the stage, Lu Jiu relied on his experience and made a feint, and finally defeated Yi Xuan. At this moment, there was not a single healthy spot on both of their bodies, their hands and feet were injured, and there were many bloodstains on their robes.
"Lv Jiu's sword moves are too messy. They are completely useless against someone who is slightly stronger." Xin Chenzi went up and threw a bottle of medicine pills to each person. He then waved his sword and tapped a few exposed places on her body, and adjusted a few sword moves. "Your sword moves are already formed, just make some minor changes."
Lu Jiu has learned this through hard work, and her sword moves are not very beautiful, but they suit her.
Xin Chenzi did not comment on Yi Xuan. He just wanted his disciple to feel Lu Jiu's aura of being willing to sacrifice eight hundred of his own to kill one thousand enemies. This was an awareness that most of the disciples of our sword sect did not have.
"Big Sister." Yi Xuan walked down holding the Chongming Sword and greeted Ye Su, more peacefully than before.
Ye Su nodded: "How do you feel?"
There was still a cut on Yi Xuan's face from Xu Chengyu's sword intent, and he felt a slight sting, but he didn't care: "Zhongming Knife... Very good."
He saw the Bloodthirsty Sword sticking on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and he didn't feel much of a stir in his heart, because the sword didn't belong to him.
"Don't waste time, who is that?" Xin Chenzi on the stage pointed his sword at You Fushi below, "Go to the side and compete."
The competition on the nearby ring was about to begin, and many disciples of the Wujian School were standing nearby, waiting to go up as soon as the bell rang.
"Master You, this is our Wujian sect's defensive ring. Once you get on it, just don't get knocked down." Xu Chengyu explained, "The current record is 461 times, which was set by Elder Xin when he was a disciple. He fought for five days and four nights."
From then on, Xin Chenzi's name as the Crazy Sword spread.
"Go up and give it a try." Ye Su said to his junior brother, "Fight a few more rounds."
You Fushi slowly dragged the Blood-Crying Sword towards the arena, not even willing to raise his hand to walk on the stairs, letting it bump and bang along the way.
Ye Su couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his face. The gazes from the sword practitioners around him were murderous.
Every sword cultivator regards his sword as his own object. It is okay for them to be covered in scars and have insufficient food and clothing, but they must keep their sword in the most perfect condition.
Who can stand the subject being dragged on the ground like this? !
Other people’s objects are not allowed either!!!
Fortunately, the journey was not long. Under the gazes of the crowd that were three parts condemnation and seven parts murderous, You Fushi stood in the center of the ring, waiting to start.
"I'll go first!" A Jindan-stage disciple who entered the Sword Tomb with them jumped up. When the disciple presiding over the competition rang the bell, he bowed and said, "Please teach me."
Even though the opponent rushed over with a sword, You Fushi stood motionless in the middle of the ring. He looked down at the Bloodthirsty Sword in his hand, then let go of it.
The Blood-Crying Sword did not fall down, but instead flew up suddenly and faced the sword moves of the opposing disciple.
So, on the ring, You Fushi stood quietly on the ring, concentrating on playing with the Mist Killing Flower, while the disciple desperately swung his sword to fight against the Blood-Crying Sword.
Not to mention, this disciple couldn't defeat the Blood-Crying Sword at all. His moves were suppressed and he was knocked down by the sword in a short while.
"Ding—"
The disciple who presided over the event shouted, "Next one."
The Blood-Crying Sword was diligently challenging all the disciples on the ring. You Fushi was tired of standing and even wanted to sit down, but there was no Ye Su's skirt to cushion him, and he thought it was dirty, so he could only continue to stand there in a daze.
Xin Chenzi, who was about to give some advice on sword moves, said: "..."
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The author has something to say: Jiaojiao: Why haven't you finished fighting yet? That mortal wants me to stay longer, so I'll just wait a little longer.
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