Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 136 Red Lotus Sword, Depart Suruga

Granny Nie originally planned to take her as the leader during this critical period, and Chuhe would assist her in completing the fusion of the strangeness and the bloodstone, but now it seems that Chuhe can complete it independently without her help at all.

It's best to be able to complete it independently, once she intervenes, it will definitely cause the forging artistic conception of Chuhe's perception to be shattered, and indirectly cause the quality of the entire knife to decline, and the quality will drop!
Grandma Nie didn't do anything for the time being, and wanted to wait and see.

If Chuhe really has nothing to do in the middle, it's not too late for her to suppress, forge, and finally save the field!
In a state of ecstasy, Chuhe worked hard with one hand to suppress the trembling, white lotus-filled knife embryos, and swung the hammer with the other, smashing the hammer down from the 'best angle' that he agreed upon under his comprehension!
clang!
The hammer hit the knife embryo covered with white lotuses, but only picked up the blossoming fireworks, without changing the shape of the knife embryo at all!

Chuhe's consciousness flowed from the center of his brows, and evolved into a blood-flame Suzaku. The blazing light covered the knife embryo, almost turning into substance, and even the blossoming white lotuses on the knife embryo froze!

clang!
The hammer fell again!
This time, although the strength touched the surface of the knife blank, it could not go deep into the texture of the knife blank, and the special vibration diverged to adjust its quality!
At the same time, under the suppression of strong consciousness, Chuhe inadvertently revealed a silver light, like a fleeting shock.

"Silver Clothed Realm!!?"

Grandma Nie was shocked!
All I know is that at this moment, Chuhe exudes the majestic aura of the sun all over his body, and actually exudes a luster that belongs to the silver-clothed realm.

the next moment.

Chuhe's intention completely merged with the blood knife, and the blood extending from his body turned into a blood hammer, and fell on the knife one after another!
clang clang clang!

Sparks fly!

The blossoming white lotus turned into a folded lotus fetus, intertwined and stacked on the blade, forming a dense and complicated, mysterious and strange red pattern.

Chuhe's power of consciousness suddenly fell out of the blood blade, and streams of red-golden blood returned to him.

The stone cottage in my mind is a little bit far away from me.

"Ding dong! Absorb monster energy, energy +18!"

Suddenly, a familiar message sounded in my mind.

This time the beating was not like the previous bit of squeezing, but directly absorbed the energy when the blood blade was forged.

"beat……"

Chuhe whispered to himself, temporarily ignoring the message.

He had a clear feeling that he had indeed entered a special state just now, but this state could not last for too long, and he fell out of it after only staying for a few moments!
So, what did I realize?
"There must be secrets in the stone house that I don't understand. It seems that the skill of refining can't be easily given up in the future."

Thoughts were spinning in his mind, and after a long time, Chuhe let out a sigh of relief. No matter what, he succeeded in forging the Horcrux this time.

Granny Nie's face was very exciting. Looking at the methods Chuhe used, she seemed to have realized a lot and saw many different things.

Picking up the refined red blood blade, with a light swing of strength, the outer black leather shell was broken inch by inch, revealing the bewitching, blossoming lotus fetus, overlapping and staggered, with lines as bright red as blood. .

The cold light is like water, and before the blade is sharpened, the icy-cold splitting feeling sweeps through the whole body, and it also shows a kind of biting beauty.

She looked deeply at Chuhe.

"Yellow class!
"The quality of this knife is yellow, and it is still of the highest quality!"

Granny Nie's expression was solemn, and she raised her voice.

"Yellow class..."

His eyes fell on the red blade that looked like a seedling knife.

Chuhe had a clear realization in his heart that if he wanted to refine a soul soldier, he not only needed super strength to fuse the two together, but also needed superb forging skills to expel the impurities in the embryo and break the barrier.

Finally, and also the most important point, is that you need the power of will that you can control to give the embryo a little something.

Granny Nie looked at Chuhe eagerly: "This knife is the first soul weapon you have successfully created. It has extraordinary meaning for every craftsman. Please give it a name."

When Chuhe heard the words, he thought for a while, and followed the good advice.

"The body of this knife is as red as blood, and there are white lotus patterns attached to its surface, so give him an appropriate name..."

As he spoke, Chu He took the red blade and rubbed it lightly, feeling the lingering heat on the blade in his palm, flicked the blood blade lightly with his slender fingers, and made a cold steel sound.

"Then call it Blood Lotus."

"So good."

Granny Nie chuckled, and didn't ask too much about Chuhe's strength in the silver-clothed state, as well as all kinds of weird signs.

"Every soul soldier who has entered a level has its own characteristics. These characteristics are strong or weak. The characteristics of this knife are not yet clear. When you sharpen the blade in the future, you will be able to know the changes in characteristics."

After finishing speaking, she pushed back the red lotus that Chuhe handed over.

"Since you made this knife by yourself, I will give it to you. It can be regarded as a gift from my old lady."

Chuhe stopped the arm that was holding the knife, and seeing Granny Nie said again gently: "My child, you are different from others, and your road may be very difficult in the future. If you can't bear it anymore, you can come back here and practice." There will always be a place for you in Jiatang.”

Looking at Granny Nie's old and weather-beaten cheeks, Chu He was silent for a few breaths, and finally bowed heavily to the old man in front of him.

"Kid, remember!"

…………

Daqi Yujing, Boyuanhou Mansion.

"Master Hou, the third young master's life lamp has gone out."

In an underground secret room, dimly lit, a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper knelt in front of an old man sitting cross-legged and practicing.

"A piece of trash!"

The old man in Chinese clothes opened his eyes flatly, and shouted coldly.

"What is the reason for his death?"

"According to the intelligence, it is suspected to be done by a wild cultivator."

"Hmph, the waste is not wrong at all. The dignified Daqi royal family was killed by an unknown Yexiu. Sure enough, he is as incompetent as his slave girl!"

The middle-aged butler remained silent, and after Bo Yuanhou stopped, he slowly said, "Master Hou, how should we deal with this matter?"

"What else can I do, of course it is to kill."

A cold light flickered in Bo Yuanhou's eyes, and he ordered: "Find a chance to get rid of that Yexiu, and even his family and friends, hang them on the city wall for me to serve as a warning to others.

"Although the third child is a waste, he is my Boyuanhou after all. Not everyone is qualified to kill. If I don't give a good warning, I really think anyone can step on my Boyuanhou's face!"

"Yes, the villain will go down and do it now."

The middle-aged butler bowed his hands and was about to step back.

"By the way, parenting, how are you doing recently?"

Bo Yuanhou's complexion changed, and he said in a slightly soft tone.

"Eldest Young Master has broken through to the peak of the Four Realms, and is currently consolidating his cultivation to prepare for the upcoming battle of Heavenly Officials."

"Okay, okay, I'm good at raising children."

Marquis Bo Yuan suddenly laughed, and stroked his white beard.

"Give him my soul weapon. This time, I will make him the invincible among the monks of the four realms in this battle of heavenly officials!"

…………

Hundreds of miles east of Jianye City, there are deep ancient trees and silence.

An unpretentious black carriage ran over the fragrant flowers and weeds on the side of the road, pattering along the official road leading to Suruga City.

Inside the carriage, Chu He shook his mouth, a thin layer of ice crystals appeared between the ends of his eyebrows and hair, exhaled white hot air, twisted his neck stiffly, and looked down at the woman in his arms who looked like eternal ice.

"Breakthrough again?"

"Um……"

A lazy and delicate response came from Yao Yuzhi's mouth, Chuhe shook his drowsy head, and his face became exciting.

In the past few days, he and Yao Yuzhi accompanied him all the way to the north, with all his strength, the distance was over a thousand miles, and he was getting closer and closer to Suruga City.

At the same time, Yao Yuzhi's cold syndrome would also attack from time to time, and each time it was colder and lasted longer than before. If Chuhe didn't use his energy and blood, his body alone might not be able to withstand it.

And with the onset of cold syndrome, Yao Yuzhi's aura gradually became stronger with the aura visible to the naked eye, and now it has broken through, and I am afraid that it will not be long before it will reach the peak strength of the four realms.

According to Yao Yuzhi, Wu Xiangjing had already broken through a long time ago, and she proclaimed her cultivation level only to suppress the chill in her body, and now she is just releasing her full cultivation level bit by bit.

Chu He shook his head helplessly, and smoothed Yao Yuzhi's messy hair sticking to his face, his blood circulated all over his body, and the chill dissipated a lot.

Involuntarily, Yao Yuzhi hugged her even tighter.

Open the panel!

【Chu River】

[Cultivation method: Red alchemy bell jar (eighth floor) ↑, iron cloth shirt (eighth floor) ↑, four hells divine magic incomplete (second floor)】

[Alienated organs: Chilian heart, Cangwu phalanx]

【Energy: 412】

Seeing that the energy value has risen to the 400 mark, Chuhe felt an itch in his heart, but he still held down the idea of ​​improving his strength.

After the battle that day, Bo Luogui pretended to be dead, which almost became the last straw that crushed Chuhe, so he realized a problem. When the energy value is necessary, a part of it must be reserved for backup.

It will have a miraculous effect when you are in a desperate situation or on the verge of death!
"Whoa whoa—"

In the forest, bursts of strange drums and gongs suddenly sounded, breaking the silent night and startling the dazed Chu River.

"How can there be a gong sound here?"

After finishing speaking, he was stunned, hugged Yao Yuzhi, lifted the curtain of the carriage, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the dense forest not far away.

The fog rolled.

On the dark and windy forest road, the sound of gongs and drums.

Two tall horses dragged a black coffin, and two musicians who were as skinny as paper dolls stood on both sides beating gongs and drums, and behind them were a few people wearing white silk, covering their faces and weeping.

Chu He looked at the black coffin behind the tall horse and frowned. For some reason, he couldn't feel a trace of yin.

Is it really a funeral?
"interesting."

Chu He hugged Yao Yuzhi and leaned against the carriage, his eyes gradually turned red, quietly watching the weird funeral procession getting closer.

blah blah——

After a while, a hundred meters away, on the opposite road, Chuhe's carriage and the funeral procession met each other and stopped for a while.

(End of this chapter)