Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Chapter 477: Yin Yang Soul Sword

Everyone knew what Zhao Shengqing said, and there was a sequel, but at least he had let it go. After Hechuan and Meng Qiubo looked at each other, Hechuan said, "If Queyue Mountain has any more requests, Lord Dongling, please tell us. We at Zhaoying Mountain will definitely do it!"

Zhao Shengqing smiled, turned his wrist, and summoned a sword full of spiritual energy. The sword was three feet long, and there was an ice-blue stream of light in the silver sword body, which gathered at the tip of the sword and condensed into a bowl-shaped epiphyllum.

Soul-transforming sword!
Meng Qiubo's pupils dilated slightly and his breathing quickened.

When Fu Zhu saw Que Yueshan's Soul-Transforming Sword for the first time, his eyes became serious and he looked at it carefully. He couldn't help but sigh that Que Yueshan's Soul-Transforming Sword was indeed extraordinary.

That night-blooming cereus-like thing should be Yuepo.

Once taken away, the Soul-Transforming Sword becomes just ordinary iron.

Zhao Shengqing said slowly: "The world only knows that the sword that guards our Queyue Mountain is the Soul-Transforming Sword. In fact, there are two Soul-Transforming Swords."

Taoist Wuchen and Taoist Tianxing were slightly stunned. They had only heard of this secret today.

Zhao Shengqing looked at the surprise on everyone's faces, his face calm, and he said calmly: "The full name of the Soul-Transforming Sword is the Yin-Yang Soul-Transforming Sword. The one that has been preserved today is of the Yin element. It was not originally a sword, but a container for the Moon Soul."

Fu Zhu's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything, and he guessed something.

Zhao Shengqing pointed his finger into the air, and the moon spirit slowly flew out of the sword and fell into the jade artifact.

"My Taixuan Sword Sect can give you the Moon Soul, but there is one additional requirement that must be added to the conditions that we have agreed on in advance."

"Please speak, Lord Dongling." Hechuan's hands were slightly excited under his sleeves, but his face still maintained the demeanor of a sect leader and his words were polite.

Zhao Shengqing said: "The Moon Soul is lost, and the Soul-Transforming Sword has become a common weapon. I, Queyueshan, am short of a sect-protecting sword, so I would like to ask your sect for help in finding the other Soul-Transforming Sword."

This request was both within Hechuan's expectations and beyond his expectations. Because if the additional request was to find the Soul-Transforming Sword for the Taixuan Sword Sect, it would not continue to seriously injure Zhaoyingshan's vitality.

In other words, Hechuan was surprised that Zhao Shengqing's request was so lenient.

He immediately promised: "I, Zhaoyingshan, will do my best to help Taixuan Sword Sect find the lost Soul-Transforming Sword."

Zhao Shengqing pushed the jade artifact containing Yuepo in front of Hechuan and said, "The Zhuanpo Sword has been lost for many years. I think it must have gone to the sword tomb."

"It's a pity that the last time the sword tomb appeared, I was in seclusion and didn't make it." He sighed.

"Zhaoying Mountain will try its best to calculate the next time the sword tomb will appear in the world." Meng Qiubo said.

The last time the sword tomb appeared in the world, Zhaoying Mountain did not need Yuepo. It can only be said that things in this world are unpredictable.

Fu Zhu said in a gentle voice: "No need to calculate. The sword tomb will appear in the world in 317 years."

Four pairs of eyes fell on Fu Zhu at the same time.

The timing is so precise.

Tian Xing Dao Jun subconsciously asked: "Is this the result calculated by Sect Leader Wen Chen?"

"Master Wen Chen's divine divination has never been wrong. If this is the result Master Wen Chen came up with, we can only wait three hundred years." Zhao Shengqing said.

"The Soul-Transforming Sword may not necessarily be in the Sword Tomb. Even the Star Sword Sect will continue to search for the whereabouts of the Soul-Transforming Sword within the past three hundred years."

However, even if the sword tomb appeared in the world three hundred years later, it would not be easy to find the Soul-Transforming Sword in it. The sword tomb was too large, and the range of each teleportation was limited.

There are too many swords inside, tens of thousands of them, as vast as the stars.

Fu Zhu agreed with everyone's guess, since no one would ask the master for confirmation anyway.

She should be able to find the whereabouts of the sword tomb, but her own strength may not be enough to travel between the boundaries. We should wait a little longer and explain the rest after we find the Soul-Transforming Sword.

The final result of the negotiations was that Zhaoying Mountain was transferred to Taixuan Sword Sect as a secret place in heaven and earth, 20,000 kilograms of sword-making black iron, and countless spirit stones.

After paying such a huge price, she only got a moon soul in Fuzhu's hand. She wanted to go back to Qingyan Sea, so Senior Hechuan gave her the moon soul and asked her to take it with her.

……

A hundred years of time pass by like water flowing eastward.

The sky above the South China Sea was filled with thunder and lightning, which lasted for more than a month before finally dissipating.

The monsters in the deep sea, sensing the disappearance of the thunder pressure, began to tentatively leave the cave and catch food.

Ever since Fu Zhu destroyed the thousand-year-old sword luck of the South China Sea with a single sword strike, all the sword practitioners in the South China Sea have left this place.

Later, the spiritual energy of the South China Sea was exhausted for unknown reasons, and the remaining families were forced to move away. Now, there are no living creatures in the South China Sea except for the sea beasts that are unable to leave.

Fu Zhu chose to endure the tribulation here, which was a decision made after careful consideration.

The depletion of the spiritual energy in the South China Sea had nothing to do with her sword slashing the luck of the South China Sea, but overall, it was related.

That year, when she first arrived in the South China Sea, the spiritual energy of the South China Sea had already weakened. It was the colorful spirit beasts that were absorbing the spiritual energy of the South China Sea.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to construct such a large colorful spiritual realm.

Fuzhu took half of its beast core, and the colorful spirit beast was seriously injured. It needed a large amount of spiritual energy to cultivate, so Nanhai became completely spiritual.

Fu Zhu glanced in the direction of the Jiyuan Sea and disappeared under the sea in one step.

There are fewer living creatures in the Jiyuan Sea, probably eaten by the colorful spirit beasts.

Fuzhu found the colorful Yuanling beast, which widened its eyes and turned and ran away.

But no matter what, it can't get rid of that green shadow.

Colorful Spiritual Beast: ...

Today, the colorful Yuanling beast is only the size of a palm and shaped like a colorful whale. Fuzhu spread out his hand and it fell into the other's hand unwillingly.

"Don't worry, I won't take the pill this time." Fuzhu calmed it down.

The colorful Yuanling beast blinked twice. It had not yet produced a new beast pill.

A light divine thought penetrated into the body of the colorful Yuanling beast, and it looked puzzled.

Fu Zhu curved his lips and said, "When Master Li took half of the beast pill, he left behind a trace of divine consciousness. I destroyed that trace of divine consciousness, and now I will return a trace of divine consciousness to you."

The colorful spirit beast swam happily around the talisman bead, because it felt that this divine consciousness was more powerful than that of that person back then.

Fuzhu fed the colorful Yuanling beast some rare treasures and let it go.

When she came out of the sea, her dress was instantly evaporated, and her light green skirt danced in the wind.

A black shadow fell on the cloud. It looked like a little crow.

Sanqing poked her head out, and after seeing Fuzhu's figure, she jumped off the cloud and transformed into the appearance of a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

In these years, Sanqing's cultivation has improved rapidly, and he has become a truly powerful demon who dominates a region.

What made Sanqing happiest was not that his cultivation had improved, but that he had finally grown taller.

But that damn kid from Xuanjian Peak has actually grown up and is half an ear taller than her. It's really infuriating.

But my cultivation is higher than his, and he can't compare with me in this aspect. Thinking of this, Sanqing finally became happy again.