Chapter 16
Haichang was not angry because he didn't hear Wu Meng's words at all. All his attention was attracted by the invisible sword. He jumped slightly, held the hilt of the sword, stabbed, teased, clicked, and hung to try the feel. Praise: "What a sword! What a sword!"
"With your level of cultivation, the power of this sword cannot be exerted at all. It can only be used as a fire stick." Wu Meng continued to speak venomously.He is very cruel to the weak, because he was once weak, and the obsession in his heart tells him all the time that if he cannot become stronger, he will only be despised, trampled on, and killed.
In this world, the strong are respected.
Haichang had to admit that Wu Meng was right. Currently, he could only hold the sword to attack, and did not have enough mana to fly with the sword, let alone use the other magical functions of the invisible sword.
But he is not reconciled!
With his mind burning, he activated the magic spirit.
Originally, he and You Huang made an appointment to officially practice this secret technique three days later.
A large amount of demonic energy was converted into spiritual energy in his body, giving him a feeling of doubled strength!It was so comfortable, like the reunion of long-lost relatives. After all, the spirit energy had been with him for thousands of years.
Before Haichang could figure out how to use these spiritual energy, they poured into his belly, trying to flow into the golden spiritual roots that previously stored spiritual energy.
However, the golden spirit root has disappeared.If the complete golden spirit root was a big tree before, now there is only a small root left. The spiritual energy surrounds the stump in vain, but cannot stay in it. It can only flow to other parts of the body, and then come back after a cycle. Endlessly.
The water spirit root is also incomplete, and the untransformed demonic energy cannot survive either. As it circulates in the body, the two kinds of energy inevitably meet, just like steel striking flint, bursting out energy like sparks, and this spark becomes more and more More, Haichang felt that the magic power in his body was getting stronger and stronger!
"Do you dare to take my sword?" Haichang pointed the tip of his sword towards Wu Meng.
"Are you kidding? Come on!" Of course Wu Meng would not let go of the opportunity to torture others.
"Tsk!" The sword's power was simple and unpretentious, going straight to the throat!
quick!The sword turns into light and the sword body cannot be seen clearly!
Just like that meteor, it was originally a stone, but the speed turned it into flames!
slow!In Wu Meng's eyes, he was just a mosquito trying to suck his blood with its sharp beak.
With a swing of his giant hand, Wu Meng's ice hammer that he had not removed hit the invisible sword, causing the sword to fly into the air.
The ice hammer shattered into powder and fell to the ground.
If this swordsman was in the Mahayana realm like me, the speed of the sword would be ten times faster and the power would be hundreds of times greater. How dare I take it hard? I don’t want my hand anymore.
It's a pity that he is a useless person.
Wu Meng was sympathizing with Haichang, but suddenly his expression changed!
The back of his neck hurt, and a three-inch long sword was pressed against it.
This was transformed into a drop of mercury split from the invisible sword.
Haichang's control was just right, causing Wu Meng to feel pain but not piercing his skin.
In fact, with Haichang's strength in the foundation-building stage, even with a magic weapon, it would be difficult to kill Wu Meng, not to mention this is just a competition.
"The invisible sword followed you, so it's not an insult." Wu Meng finally praised Hai Chang.
"Thank you, Master, for forging the sword." Hai Chang bowed deeply.
"It's almost noon. I'm going to practice. You two, walk slowly." Wu Meng gave the order to expel the guests.
Looking at Haichang's back, Wu Meng murmured to himself that usually he would be able to tell something when he met people, but the fate of this swordsman was so clouded that he couldn't see clearly at all.
Something flowed down the back of Wu Meng's neck, and he touched it casually.
blood.
What's going on? That sword cultivator clearly didn't pierce his skin!
Is this a warning from God?
Wu Meng took out a handful of peanuts from the storage ring and scattered them on the ground. After taking a look, his face became very ugly.
Peanuts form the word "甧".
Wumeng took out another handful of loofah seeds and scattered them on the ground.
This time his face looked even uglier, and he even held his breath.
Luffa seeds form one word - destruction!
A big bead of sweat fell to the ground.Wu Meng's lips wriggled, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "This person is... very evil to me!" Peanut is the same as life, so the hexagram calculated with peanuts is called the good fruit hexagram; the loofah is the same as death, and the hexagram calculated with the loofah is called the bad fruit hexagram.
The results of dreamless good fruit hexagrams are very bad, and the bad fruit hexagrams are even worse.
Really unwilling to give in, Wu Meng took out a small handful each of peanuts and loofah seeds and mixed them together.
This is called the hexagram of life and death, and sometimes it can point out a way to live.
The smell of fried peanuts wafts around.
This time it’s the word “中”.
Wu Meng's face was expressionless and motionless, like a sculpture.
After a while, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha! Hit! Hit! No one in this world can be neutral!"
The laughter floating in the mountains sounds free and heroic, but if you savor it carefully, it is full of sadness.
On the way back to the Demon Palace, Haichang was in a good mood, smiling all the time as he stroked the invisible sword back and forth.
A good sword is the life of a swordsman.
"Okay, okay, it's just a magic weapon, but the treasure is like this." You Huangcai said in a gruff tone.
"We sword cultivators are all very poor. If we don't take the magic weapon seriously, we will be struck by lightning." Hai Chang said seriously.
"You actually dare to curse me, I'm so uncomfortable!" Youhuang glared, "If you don't handle your sword well, be careful of hitting a tree!"
For some reason, Haichang likes to see Youhuang angry, even if he is pretending.
"If you're afraid of hitting a tree, you can fly higher." Hai Chang smiled and raised his flying sword, pointing straight at the sky.
I still remember that when I first learned how to control a sword, this flying method of flying straight into the sky was very popular among my brothers. Whoever could fly well was particularly proud.
"Ah!" Haichang shouted and fell to the ground, throwing up Lao Gao's smoke and dust with a "bang".
You Huang panicked: "I knew something would happen if I wasn't serious!"
Even though he was only in the foundation building stage, his body was far stronger than that of ordinary people. He didn't hurt Haichang when he fell from this height, it just looked scary, and it also caused more damage to his face.
However, Haichang still seemed a little uncomfortable. His face was pale and he was sweating. He held his stomach and groaned: "It hurts! It hurts!"
"It's just a fall, but it won't hurt." You Huang suddenly laughed: "It seems like you are like this. Women have a few days every month..."
"Don't make fun, don't make fun of this kind of thing..." Normally, Haichang would be angry, because what he said just now hurt his dignity, but at this moment, his weak tone seemed to be pleading.
Only then did You Huang realize that the matter seemed a bit serious.She knew how strong Haichang was. It must be unbearable pain to make him moan.
Youhuang took Haichang's pulse.
"What's going on? The magic power is so disordered?" She couldn't find the reason for the time being.
"Take medicine, take some medicine first!"
Youhuang was very skillful in feeding the medicine, and in the blink of an eye, Haichang's mouth was filled.
"Don't give me random medicine. What will happen if I take it bad?" Haichang said incoherently.
(End of this chapter)
Haichang was not angry because he didn't hear Wu Meng's words at all. All his attention was attracted by the invisible sword. He jumped slightly, held the hilt of the sword, stabbed, teased, clicked, and hung to try the feel. Praise: "What a sword! What a sword!"
"With your level of cultivation, the power of this sword cannot be exerted at all. It can only be used as a fire stick." Wu Meng continued to speak venomously.He is very cruel to the weak, because he was once weak, and the obsession in his heart tells him all the time that if he cannot become stronger, he will only be despised, trampled on, and killed.
In this world, the strong are respected.
Haichang had to admit that Wu Meng was right. Currently, he could only hold the sword to attack, and did not have enough mana to fly with the sword, let alone use the other magical functions of the invisible sword.
But he is not reconciled!
With his mind burning, he activated the magic spirit.
Originally, he and You Huang made an appointment to officially practice this secret technique three days later.
A large amount of demonic energy was converted into spiritual energy in his body, giving him a feeling of doubled strength!It was so comfortable, like the reunion of long-lost relatives. After all, the spirit energy had been with him for thousands of years.
Before Haichang could figure out how to use these spiritual energy, they poured into his belly, trying to flow into the golden spiritual roots that previously stored spiritual energy.
However, the golden spirit root has disappeared.If the complete golden spirit root was a big tree before, now there is only a small root left. The spiritual energy surrounds the stump in vain, but cannot stay in it. It can only flow to other parts of the body, and then come back after a cycle. Endlessly.
The water spirit root is also incomplete, and the untransformed demonic energy cannot survive either. As it circulates in the body, the two kinds of energy inevitably meet, just like steel striking flint, bursting out energy like sparks, and this spark becomes more and more More, Haichang felt that the magic power in his body was getting stronger and stronger!
"Do you dare to take my sword?" Haichang pointed the tip of his sword towards Wu Meng.
"Are you kidding? Come on!" Of course Wu Meng would not let go of the opportunity to torture others.
"Tsk!" The sword's power was simple and unpretentious, going straight to the throat!
quick!The sword turns into light and the sword body cannot be seen clearly!
Just like that meteor, it was originally a stone, but the speed turned it into flames!
slow!In Wu Meng's eyes, he was just a mosquito trying to suck his blood with its sharp beak.
With a swing of his giant hand, Wu Meng's ice hammer that he had not removed hit the invisible sword, causing the sword to fly into the air.
The ice hammer shattered into powder and fell to the ground.
If this swordsman was in the Mahayana realm like me, the speed of the sword would be ten times faster and the power would be hundreds of times greater. How dare I take it hard? I don’t want my hand anymore.
It's a pity that he is a useless person.
Wu Meng was sympathizing with Haichang, but suddenly his expression changed!
The back of his neck hurt, and a three-inch long sword was pressed against it.
This was transformed into a drop of mercury split from the invisible sword.
Haichang's control was just right, causing Wu Meng to feel pain but not piercing his skin.
In fact, with Haichang's strength in the foundation-building stage, even with a magic weapon, it would be difficult to kill Wu Meng, not to mention this is just a competition.
"The invisible sword followed you, so it's not an insult." Wu Meng finally praised Hai Chang.
"Thank you, Master, for forging the sword." Hai Chang bowed deeply.
"It's almost noon. I'm going to practice. You two, walk slowly." Wu Meng gave the order to expel the guests.
Looking at Haichang's back, Wu Meng murmured to himself that usually he would be able to tell something when he met people, but the fate of this swordsman was so clouded that he couldn't see clearly at all.
Something flowed down the back of Wu Meng's neck, and he touched it casually.
blood.
What's going on? That sword cultivator clearly didn't pierce his skin!
Is this a warning from God?
Wu Meng took out a handful of peanuts from the storage ring and scattered them on the ground. After taking a look, his face became very ugly.
Peanuts form the word "甧".
Wumeng took out another handful of loofah seeds and scattered them on the ground.
This time his face looked even uglier, and he even held his breath.
Luffa seeds form one word - destruction!
A big bead of sweat fell to the ground.Wu Meng's lips wriggled, and he gritted his teeth and whispered: "This person is... very evil to me!" Peanut is the same as life, so the hexagram calculated with peanuts is called the good fruit hexagram; the loofah is the same as death, and the hexagram calculated with the loofah is called the bad fruit hexagram.
The results of dreamless good fruit hexagrams are very bad, and the bad fruit hexagrams are even worse.
Really unwilling to give in, Wu Meng took out a small handful each of peanuts and loofah seeds and mixed them together.
This is called the hexagram of life and death, and sometimes it can point out a way to live.
The smell of fried peanuts wafts around.
This time it’s the word “中”.
Wu Meng's face was expressionless and motionless, like a sculpture.
After a while, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha! Hit! Hit! No one in this world can be neutral!"
The laughter floating in the mountains sounds free and heroic, but if you savor it carefully, it is full of sadness.
On the way back to the Demon Palace, Haichang was in a good mood, smiling all the time as he stroked the invisible sword back and forth.
A good sword is the life of a swordsman.
"Okay, okay, it's just a magic weapon, but the treasure is like this." You Huangcai said in a gruff tone.
"We sword cultivators are all very poor. If we don't take the magic weapon seriously, we will be struck by lightning." Hai Chang said seriously.
"You actually dare to curse me, I'm so uncomfortable!" Youhuang glared, "If you don't handle your sword well, be careful of hitting a tree!"
For some reason, Haichang likes to see Youhuang angry, even if he is pretending.
"If you're afraid of hitting a tree, you can fly higher." Hai Chang smiled and raised his flying sword, pointing straight at the sky.
I still remember that when I first learned how to control a sword, this flying method of flying straight into the sky was very popular among my brothers. Whoever could fly well was particularly proud.
"Ah!" Haichang shouted and fell to the ground, throwing up Lao Gao's smoke and dust with a "bang".
You Huang panicked: "I knew something would happen if I wasn't serious!"
Even though he was only in the foundation building stage, his body was far stronger than that of ordinary people. He didn't hurt Haichang when he fell from this height, it just looked scary, and it also caused more damage to his face.
However, Haichang still seemed a little uncomfortable. His face was pale and he was sweating. He held his stomach and groaned: "It hurts! It hurts!"
"It's just a fall, but it won't hurt." You Huang suddenly laughed: "It seems like you are like this. Women have a few days every month..."
"Don't make fun, don't make fun of this kind of thing..." Normally, Haichang would be angry, because what he said just now hurt his dignity, but at this moment, his weak tone seemed to be pleading.
Only then did You Huang realize that the matter seemed a bit serious.She knew how strong Haichang was. It must be unbearable pain to make him moan.
Youhuang took Haichang's pulse.
"What's going on? The magic power is so disordered?" She couldn't find the reason for the time being.
"Take medicine, take some medicine first!"
Youhuang was very skillful in feeding the medicine, and in the blink of an eye, Haichang's mouth was filled.
"Don't give me random medicine. What will happen if I take it bad?" Haichang said incoherently.
(End of this chapter)
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