It is hard to imagine An Lingxi that the adult soul refiner who lives in such a quiet place is actually a drinker
If you really want what Feng Wuxie said, wouldn't that person drink alcohol every day, wouldn't he be muddled, how could he have the ability to refine a Horcrux
Although An Lingxi was very suspicious, she almost blindly trusted Feng Wuxie.
Since her friend vowed to say so, she could only accept it.
Looking at An Lingxi's suspicious gaze, Feng Wuxie smiled slightly and explained: "Do you remember that I once gave you an inner shirt refined by the scales of the fiery snake?"
An Lingxi nodded: "Naturally, I often wear that scale armor on my body. Not only is it comfortable, but it also has amazing defensive power. It is really a very top-quality soul suit!"
"That's what Jiu Xuan did. Don't worry, he is very capable! He is a big man!"
"Boss?"
"It means very powerful!"
"That's it."
Listening to Feng Wuxie's words, An Lingxi was completely relieved!
Soon, the two of them crossed Fenglin and came to the small courtyard in the forest.
Feng Wuxie knocked on the courtyard door lightly.
"Master Jiu Xuan, Feng Wuxie asks to see you." She raised her voice.
Nothing happened.
Feng Wuxie continued to knock on the door:
"Feng Wuxie, please see you!"
Still no response.
An Lingxi frowned, "Wuxie, isn't this soul refiner not at home?"
Feng Wuxie winked at An Lingxi:
"Impossible. He is an otaku uncle. Apart from drinking, he misses his deceased wife and refines Horcruxes all day long! He won't go out."
"Oh." Although I don't understand what Feng Wuxie means by the otaku uncle, An Lingxi has been with Feng Wuxie for so long, and has long been accustomed to hearing strange words from her, so I didn't ask much, just said: "Could it be that he didn't want to see us?"
"If you don't want it, you have to be willing!" Feng Wuxie's eyes were slyly: "I once helped him cure an illness, and he promised me one condition, that is, I can come to him at any time!"
"Then why doesn't he open the door now?" An Lingxi asked seriously.
Feng Wuxie showed a look of "You don't understand this", and smiled at An Lingxi:
"Don't understand? Even though he promised me, but now he doesn't want to admit it, he thinks I'm causing him trouble, but the words are unacceptable as if they are covered in water. He can only pretend not to be at home, just to hide from me!"
An Lingxi was speechless for a while: "..."
Feng Wuxie just knocked on the door of Jiu Xuan courtyard so persistently, as if he wouldn't stop until he knocked out...
An Lingxi was on the sidelines for a long time.
She couldn't stand it more and more—
"Wuxie, he really promised you that he can find him anytime? Now he is hiding from you?"
Feng Wuxie nodded firmly: "Of course. Although he is a weird person, I seized the opportunity last time to relieve his pain with the Healing Acupuncture method, which made him owe me this favor!"
"If that's the case, then why knock on the door so hard?!"
An Lingxi seemed to have finally made some long-entangled decision, her face was certain, she said this, put down the wine altar in her hand, and her right hand turned into a sacrificial sword—
Feng Wuxie opened her mouth wide and looked at An Lingxi with a little dumbfounded: "What are you doing? You won't want to..."
Just listen to the loud noise of "Boom"!
An Lingxi unexpectedly broke the door of Jiu Xuan with a big move! ! !
Even the wall around the courtyard gate had a big hole broken!
Feng Wuxie sees a little bit
Dumbfounded.
"Fuck! Friends, you are so courageous!"
—Feng Wuxie, who hasn't scolded swearing for a long time, swallowed, but finally couldn't hold back.
An Lingxi brushed her hand, retracted the sacrificial sword, and took the wine back into her hand again, and waited righteously at the "doorway" that had broken through, with a calm expression:
"Anyway, you can build a house, so you can make up for it later, don't you?"
Feng Wuxie's mouth twitched: "..."
Why does she think An Lingxi has become black
For some reason, Feng Wuxie suddenly understands Mo Rong's pain...
Did she learn the technique of building a house with spiritism wrong
Can it be returned now
Although it is not right for Jiu Xuan to escape from them, but... after all, they also came to ask for help, and just blasted a hole in his yard. Is it really okay? ?
When Feng Wuxie was all silent in her heart, An Lingxi stubbornly said three words: "He is here."
Feng Wuxie followed An Lingxi's gaze--
But no, after this explosion, Jiu Xuan really came out!
But also, he won’t come out again, I’m afraid it’s not just his gate that will be bombed...
"Huh. Is this your attitude to see?! Demolish my yard??"
Jiu Xuan was full of alcohol and obviously drank a lot, but his consciousness was very clear and his eyes were full of anger!
An Lingxi pointed at Feng Wuxie, shaking the pot without reddening her face, "She can help you make up a more beautiful wall."
Jiu Xuan squinted his eyes: "..."
Feng Wuxie helped her forehead: "..."
Is this also a kind of "wrongly making bad friends"
But Jiu Xuan seemed to be a little sullen.
The handsome man was still drunk and dim. He looked at Feng Wuxie and hummed lightly:
"You are really welcome!"
"Last time the refiner did not promise me that I could come to you at any time, of course I would not be polite."
Feng Wuxie smiled:
"Don't worry, I will naturally fill the wall for you, and the wine we brought this time is much better than last time!"
"I can smell it." Jiu Xuan asked indifferently: "The wine is well brought. It seems that this time it is not as simple as creating a Horcrux."
"If it's simple, I won't bother the refiner." Feng Wuxie quickly flattered, and then stepped into the hospital.
An Lingxi followed closely.
Seeing these two familiar, unceremonious women, Jiu Xuan had a headache, but he didn't stop them.
—It's really rare to dare to trouble him so much!
In the courtyard, Feng Wuxie saw that those identical female puppets were still cooking tea and wine, reading and painting.
It seems that this soul refiner has not yet come out of the grief of losing his wife.
Feng Wuxie said inwardly.
An Lingxi saw such a strange scene for the first time, and was about to ask—
Feng Wuxie immediately shook his head to An Lingxi, motioning her not to ask more questions here.
An Lingxi understood, silently put down the wine jar in his hand, and stood aside with his sword with one hand.
"Is this your friend?" Jiu Xuan looked at the woman in a blue and white academic uniform, his eyes flashed: "The sword is good."
He immediately noticed the extraordinaryness of Jikongjian.
"Thank you for your compliment to Jikong, I can now admit a mistake for me destroying the wall of your house." Although An Lingxi said this, there was no expression of regret on her face.
"So, this time you are here for this sword?" Jiu Xuan no longer cares about demolishing the yard, he
Now my mind is concentrated on the issue of sacrificing the empty sword:
"Although this sword is powerful, the light of the sword is dim at this moment, scattered and not condensed; the breath of the sword is messy and intermittent-this shows that the situation of this spatial blade is indeed not good."
This premier soul refining master judged Jikong's state based on his breath alone!
An Lingxi's expression tightened, her eyes flashed with worry:
"Master, how to repair Jikong?"
"Heh." Jiu Xuan shook his head and smiled lightly: "This sword doesn't need to be repaired at all."
Both Feng Wuxie and An Lingxi were taken aback.
"Please also ask the refiner to solve your doubts." An Lingxi asked.
The tone has become very polite! But she still doesn't regret the fact that Jiu Xuan was brought out by bombing the door.
"The power of space originally existed absolutely." Jiu Xuanxin took a jar of wine in his hand, patted the mud seal, and sat on the chair:
"It's not like fire, which can be extinguished. It's not like water, which can be dried up. Space is space whether it is complete or broken. Therefore, your sword is not so much wounded as it is too much power consumption-since you can With this sword, I guess you must have space spirit power. Therefore, I will give you a method of raising the sword, and you can slowly warm it up."
After speaking, he poured out the wine and drank it in one sip!
"Thank you for the refiner." An Lingxi gave a salute.
After she got the sacrificial sword, she could clearly feel the exhaustion of the spirit in the sword.
An Lingxi has always believed that this was caused by Jikong's wounds in Wuyan's body.
Nowadays, listening to what Jiu Xuan said, she was also relieved a lot.
Next-
"Okay, the problem of Jikong is solved. Then, Master Refiner, take a look again, how can I repair this sword?"
Feng Wuxie opened his palm, and Chi Yan's core appeared on it.
This time, Jiu Xuan suddenly stood up from his chair:
"what-"
He looked at Feng Wuxie in surprise.
As a top-level soul refiner, Jiu Xuan asked himself that there is basically no Horcrux that can escape his eyes in this world!
But before Feng Wuxie took out Chi Yan, he didn't even notice the existence of Chi Yan!
Therefore, he was so surprised!
"This..." Jiu Xuan frowned, staring at the core of Chi Yan, speechless for a long time.
Finally, he let out a sigh of relief and sat back in the chair.
"Master, how?" Feng Wuxie asked.
"This wine today is really easy to drink." Jiu Xuan took a sip of the wine and took a sip:
"I don't need to repair her sword, but your sword—I can't repair it."
Can't fix it
Feng Wuxie was puzzled, how difficult would it be to repair this sword
Even this soul refiner feels tricky!
"Why is this?" Feng Wuxie raised his eyebrows.
"Your sword is already'dead'. The body of the sword is shattered, and the spirit of the sword is dissipated. No matter what, it is a situation of sword breaking and spiritual death."
The strange gaze in Jiu Xuan's eyes flickered:
"But—under the influence of some mysterious power, this sword gave birth to a touch of new life in its mortal destiny!"
"I have been casting my soul for decades, and I have never seen such a situation!" A big funny smile was awakened at the corner of his mouth: "Presumably, the reason lies with you!"
"Me?" Feng Wuxie was a little strange: "Where does this start?"
"I don't know." Jiu Xuan shook his head simply this time:
"So, I can't repair it. This Horcrux has been reborn, and its future is in your hands."
Feng Wuxie originally wanted to ask what else.
Then, her fate suddenly flashed in her heart!
Could it be because of this...
(End of this chapter)