Day by day passed, and the day to leave Cangya Mountain was getting closer.
Qin Mansion.
In the study room, Qin Yun was sitting there writing. The strokes of his writing were like silver hooks painted on iron, as strong as a sword's edge hidden, and soft as a willow in March. First class. Speaking of which, I also practiced calligraphy when I was a child, but I copied many copybooks, but my writing was always very poor.
And after practicing swords, ever since he reached the realm of no leaks, he can perfectly control every strand of power in his body, even a single hair.
Since I realized the "Misty Rain Sword Intent", when I write, that sword intention is naturally used in the characters, and the calligraphy naturally soars, and the characters have a soul, so I can be called a calligrapher.
Practicing calligraphy is also a means for Qin Yun to practice swords.
"My Misty Rain Sword Intent is not enough to strike the sword in an instant, and the sword intention is not restrained enough." Qin Yun frowned slightly, every stroke of his strokes seemed to be performing a sword move.
"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, someone from the Sheriff's Mansion is here." A servant hurried over and said repeatedly outside the study.
"The Sheriff's Mansion?" Qin Yun put down his pen and got up and walked outside.
The guests were seen quickly.
"Brother Qin Yun, brother Qin Yun, happy event, happy event." The sheriff's son 'Wen Chong' smiled and shouted from afar, followed by two guards.
"Oh, what happy event?" Qin Yun had some guesses in his heart and couldn't help but look forward to it.
Wen Chong mysteriously took out a sapphire bottle from his arms, and said in a low voice: "The baby you want, my father really had a hard time getting all these six catties together, and he invited an innate talent from the Holy Land of Taoism. Experts help, that innate expert also spent a lot of effort, it's really not easy. As for the remaining Hancui Spiritual Liquid, it can be gathered within a month after returning from Cangya Mountain."
Qin Yun took it, his hands were cold, and he couldn't help but happily said: "Okay, I know it's not easy to collect Hancui Spiritual Liquid, thank you, Lord Magistrate, for helping me."
"As long as you go to Cangya Mountain, if you can pick the spiritual fruit, that's enough." Wen Chong laughed.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to go to Cangya Mountain." Qin Yun said repeatedly.
"I won't bother you here anymore." Wen Chong smiled, "Remember to see you at the Sheriff's Mansion early in the morning the day after tomorrow."
"The morning after tomorrow." Qin Yun nodded, that was also the time to set off.
After Wen Chong left, Qin Yun immediately ordered no one to disturb him, then entered his room and closed the door.
inner room.
Qin Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, took the sapphire bottle, and uncorked it.
"Huh~~~" The white mist visible to the naked eye diffused from the bottle, the temperature of the whole room dropped sharply, and even frost condensed inside the room.
"Han Cui Spiritual Liquid." Qin Yun smiled, "Good baby, you really deserve to be the Wen Sect of Nanling, and you really have the wrists!"
I wanted to collect it before, but I just couldn't get it.
Because Hancui spiritual liquid can only be found in the depths of the North Sea, it is not worthwhile to search for it deliberately, like looking for a needle in a haystack. Generally, it is only put away by a master of cultivation who accidentally discovers it at the bottom of the North Sea, and most of the top cultivation sects have some accumulation. Moreover, the treasures in the sect, the disciples can't buy them with money, there are many quota restrictions.
The Lord Sheriff invited all disciples of the Holy Land, who are still at the innate level, and now they have only gathered six catties and three taels.
"out."
Qin Yun stretched out his right hand, and a strand of metal hair flew out from the tip of his index finger, and then quickly grew in size, turning into a three-inch long bright silver flying sword, floating in front of him.
"Go." With a thought, the power of true essence penetrated directly into the sapphire bottle in his hand, immediately engulfed some flowing dark blue liquid, and there was still a little bit of light inside, and at the same time, the cold air also diffused wantonly, even the door and window coats on the side There was frost condensation on the box.
This stream of cold essence liquid was engulfed, directly enveloping the natal flying sword.
Qin Yun immediately used the spell, and the three-inch long natal flying sword had a halo flowing on the surface, as if the dry desert was frantically swallowing these cold essences, and he saw chichichi... Visible to the naked eye, these cold essences The liquid was continuously absorbed, and in just a few breaths, the cold liquid was swallowed up by the flying sword.
"My natal flying sword has been hungry and thirsty for too long." Qin Yun smiled.
Before, the natal flying sword absorbed materials that were more 'golden' and 'wooden'. As for the 'water' such as Hancui Spiritual Liquid, it was a rare treasure... After all, the flying sword is a product of the metal element, so it is not picky about the material of the metal element , Even scrap copper and rotten iron can absorb the essence into oneself. But the rare treasures of the five elements and other attributes have higher requirements. For example, the rare treasures of the water attribute are very few suitable in the inheritance of sword immortals. Among them, Hancui spiritual liquid is the easiest to obtain.
"After absorbing the cold essence liquid, the power of the water will be integrated, and my flying sword will be more tenacious and have a deeper foundation. Maybe once it becomes a magic weapon, it is expected to achieve the eighth rank." Qin Yun secretly thought.
The magic weapon is divided into nine grades.
Similar to the official position, the ninth rank is the lowest and the first rank is the highest.
Sword Immortal Xiu's 'Natural Flying Sword', even with some waste copper, rotten iron, etc., can be accumulated slowly, and finally he can practice the Native Flying Sword, but after it is practiced like that, it must be a magic weapon that barely enters the ninth rank!
"Go." Qin Yun moved strands of the cold essence liquid out of the sapphire bottle one after another, allowing the Flying Sword of Fate to absorb it.
This absorption took five catties and two taels before it stopped.
"Haha, this natal flying sword is indeed hungry and thirsty for too long. It has never absorbed anything of the water element since it was cultivated and raised. This time it is considered full, and it is a full five catties." Qin Yun smiled and said The sapphire bottle was plugged up, "It will be very slow to absorb afterward. I'm afraid I can only absorb three or four taels a day."
Qin Yun could feel that the Flying Sword of Fate had absorbed so much cold essence liquid, which had indeed greatly supplemented the foundation.
Even if there is no Hancui spiritual liquid in the future, I am afraid that it will take three or four months to practice the natal flying sword.
"Natal Flying Sword." Qin Yun secretly said, "I heard that every sword fairy who came down from the 'Jiange' of Shuzhou, even if he just opened the fairy gate, would be given an ordinary nine-rank flying sword magic weapon for protection. It will take a long time to cultivate the natal flying sword. As a casual cultivator, I can only use ordinary weapons. Fortunately, I have realized the meaning of the misty rain sword, and each sword has great power."
"But soon, soon, when the next batch of cold essence liquid arrives, I will be able to practice my natal flying sword within half a month."
Qin Yun looked forward to it.
As a sword fairy...
Without his own natal flying sword, is he still considered a sword fairy
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On the other side, the Sheriff's Mansion.
"Father, the Hancui Spiritual Liquid has been delivered." Wen Chong replied.
"Um."
The old sheriff stood there, cutting the branches and leaves.
"Father, we have given benefits to the second son of Qin and sister Yi Xiao. Only that Jia Huairen didn't give anything. And he had to get the spirit fruit back before giving him the poisonous blood. Will he be resentful for this? ? Even when you went to the Lingguo in Cangya Mountain, didn't you do your best?" Wen Chong worried.
The old county guard stopped cutting, looked at his son, and said with a smile: "For different practitioners, there are different ways to deal with it. Then Jia Huairen was purely helped by that monster old servant, and he himself did not experience great tribulations or setbacks. As long as the cultivator makes him feel the threat of death, he will not dare to mess around. Not to mention a stick in one hand and sweet dates in the other. I also gave him a beauty, and after success, there will be the poisonous blood he wants."
"To Yi Xiao, it's different to Qin Yun."
"Yi Xiao is a child of the "Yi family" in Kunlun Prefecture. She has a deeper background than my Nanling Wen family. She is also a disciple of the Taoist holy land "Shenxiaomen"." The old county guard said, "For her, naturally Kindness affects it."
"As for Qin Yun? It seems to be of the lineage of the Sword Immortal. The most important thing is that he really came out of the sea of blood. Threats will only backfire." The old county guard said with a smile, "This kind of people know how to do things best, and they also send With the cold essence liquid, cause and effect will be formed. He will definitely do his best."
The old county guard lowered his head and continued to repair the branches and leaves, at the same time he said coldly: "What's more, it doesn't matter if Jia Huairen doesn't try his best, he is useless in the first place, let him go, mainly because of his monster old servant, that old servant It is still useful. As for himself? The monsters he has seen in his life are probably not as many as the second son Qin killed!"
When Wen Chong heard this, he laughed: "Really! I looked through the file, and the monsters he has seen may not be as many as Brother Qin Yun's."
"Everything will be decided within three days." The old county guard stared at the bonsai in front of him, and he was also nervously looking forward to it like never before.
When the spiritual fruit is picked back, he can prolong his life by twenty years.
If you can't get it back, you won't have a good life for a few years.
"Three days." The old county guard said silently.
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