Fairy Desire

"Disciple, you don't have a magic weapon that you can handle yet, right? This is the Fire Flood Sword that my teacher used when he was young. I don't need it now, so I will give it to you!"

Cao Dabing looked at Meng Xiang gently. While talking, he took out a five-foot long sword from his sleeve. A red dragon shadow was seen swimming back and forth on the scabbard.

It has been a while since Meng Xiang came to Lieyang Peak. Although he spent most of his time practicing the fire-type Taoism taught to him by Bai Zhanpeng, he also read some idle books about cultivating immortals in his spare time. The Fire Flood Sword is by no means ordinary.

Meng Xiang looked at the Fire Flood Sword, but he didn't intend to reach out to take it. This made Cao Dabing a little strange, and asked, "Disciple, why didn't you take the sword? Don't you think the Fire Flood Sword given to you by your master is too inferior?" gone?"

Naturally, Meng Xiang didn't want to leave a bad impression on Master, so he hurriedly explained: "Master, you misunderstood. Your Fire Dragon Sword is indeed very good, and I like it very much, but I can't have it."

"Why? Oh, are you afraid that the master will give it to you, and you will have no magic weapon to use? Disciple, don't worry. Didn't I know what I said just now? This fire dragon sword was used when I was young. Now I naturally have a magic weapon that I can handle. How about I show it to you?" Cao Dabing obviously misunderstood Meng Xiang, and felt that Meng Xiang was filial, which made him more satisfied with him.

Naturally, Meng Xiang knew that Master would be wrong, but he still made it clear: "Master, this disciple is not as good as you think. I don't want the Fire Dragon Sword because I can't use it at all. The weapon I am good at is the knife."

"Knife?" Cao Dabing frowned slightly.

Meng Xiang knew why Master had such a reaction, because in today's world of cultivating immortals, sword-shaped magic weapons are the mainstream.The sword has a noble and majestic air, but the immortals think they are superior, and the superior should naturally use noble things.Although this is not the thinking of all immortal cultivators who use the sword-shaped magic weapon, it is at least the mainstream thinking.

The saber intent is fierce and the master kills. The status of the general user is not too high among mortals, and this kind of thinking is also reflected in the immortal cultivators, so that the ordinary immortal cultivators will not choose it as a magic weapon. No matter how noble, in fact, most of them came out of mortals, so mortal thoughts will also affect them.

Cao Dabing pondered for a while, then waved to Meng Xiang, "Disciple, come here as your teacher."

Meng Xiang followed Cao Dabing out of the cave. He had some doubts in his heart and didn't know what the master wanted, but he soon understood that the master wanted to test his sword skills.

Looking around, Cao Dabing reached out his hand and grabbed it in the distance. A big red hand with a radius of several tens of feet flew out of the air, and then grabbed the top of a mountain thousands of meters away. After landing, the big hand flew back with a section of the mountain about fifty feet high.

When the peak of the mountain flew over Meng Xiang's head, the sky turned dark all of a sudden, which made him feel a strong sense of oppression: Is this the ability of a cultivator?Although he knew that this was just what Master did at will and not a manifestation of Master's true strength, he was still extremely shocked.

Gaba Gaba... After the big red hand grabbed the top of the mountain, it didn't stop. It began to tighten its five fingers continuously, crushing the top of the mountain forcefully.

After the top of the mountain was completely reduced to stones with a radius of less than one zhang, a red flame rose from the big red hand, enveloping all the stones in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, all the stones turned into crimson magma, and the volume of that magma continued to decrease.In a short time, the magma formed on the top of the huge mountain turned into a ball the size of the mouth of a washbasin.After about a cup of tea, the magma cluster shrank again, leaving only a mass less than the size of a human head.

At this time Cao Dabing turned his head and asked, "Teacher, what does the knife you usually use look like?"

At this time, Meng Xiang understood what the master was going to do, and without hesitation, he immediately reported the appearance of the long knife, and after he said the shape of the knife and the size of each part, it seemed that there was an invisible hand controlling it. , the mass of liquid, whether it was magma or metal solution, began to change, and gradually turned into the shape of a knife.

After the joint efforts of Meng Xiang and Cao Dabing, after a quarter of an hour, a long knife that was almost exactly the same as the long knife appeared, but it was still red all over, with a hot wave rising.

Cao Dabing looked at the long knife, nodded slightly, stretched out his fingers, and swiped in the air. With the movement of his fingers, golden and red lines appeared out of thin air on the knife, and as the lines on the knife became more and more , the long knife seemed to be alive, vibrating non-stop, making a buzzing sound.

After the red lines covered both sides of the long knife, Cao Dabing's eyes lit up, he turned his wrist, and took out a sapphire gourd.At the same time as the gourd appeared, the lid automatically flew to the side, and then a stream of clear spring water flew out of the gourd and poured directly on the long knife.

With a scoff, a dense white mist rose up, covering the long knife and Cao Dabing's upper body in it.Ten seconds later, the white mist dissipated, and Cao Dabing held a long knife in his hand. The blade was light red, clear and bright, with a slight brilliance flowing like water waves.

Cao Dabing tapped the blade lightly with his fingers, and there was a soft local sound, the voice was clear and high-pitched, like a crane roaring from the sky, with an unruly and heroic spirit.

Cao Dabing pushed Meng Xiang lightly, and the long knife seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and it flew towards him slowly, saying: "Disciple, Master has no knives in his collection. Although this long knife is It was refined in a hurry by the teacher, but it is not without a little merit, and it is enough for you to show off your sword skills."

Meng Xiang took the long knife and felt his hand sinking. Although the knife refined by Cao Dabing was only considered medium among long knives, its weight was surprisingly heavy, more than three thousand catties.

When Cao Dabing saw Meng Xiang take the long knife, he immediately got used to its weight, and immediately revealed the aura of the unity of human and knife.He couldn't help nodding secretly in his heart: No wonder Tuer was unwilling to abandon the sword and use the sword. It turned out that he did have profound attainments in sword techniques.

Meng Xiang apologized to Cao Dabing, and started to dance with his long knife.At the beginning, what he used was "Night Fighting Eight Directions", which he had practiced for the longest time.Although it is a set of extremely basic and common saber techniques, it is quite different in his hands now.

Originally, Meng Xiang used the long knife to chop, and the blade glow was white, but this time he used the long knife refined by Cao Dabing, and the blade glow turned red. Dao Qi stimulates it, and it will automatically emit a red blade light, so finally a huge blade ball with a diameter of nearly ten feet is formed around the body, which is several times larger than usual.

The knife ball wrapped around Meng Xiang rolled on the ground, making a rumbling sound of wind and thunder, just like the muffled thunder rolling across the ground before a summer storm, although it was not very loud, it was shocking.

Cao Dabing, who was watching from the side, lit up his eyes when he saw this situation. Although he did not practice saber techniques, he could master all techniques with one technique, and he could clearly feel Meng Xiang's profound knowledge in saber techniques.

Don't look at Meng Xiang simply using the blade light to circle himself, it seems that the attack is weak, but he is very clear that now he is a suppressed volcano, as long as he is slightly stimulated, he will erupt with terrible power.

Cao Dabing thought for a while, then grabbed at the distance, and a huge boulder almost as big as Meng Xiang's knife ball flew in the air, and smashed towards Meng Xiang with the sound of rolling wind and thunder.

This smashing was not only the power of the boulder itself, but also the power exerted by Cao Dabing on it.Even if it collides with a huge boulder two or three times its size, it is enough to smash the opponent into pieces.

...Fifty Zhang, Thirty Zhang, Ten Zhang...Five Zhang...Two Zhang...One Zhang...Seeing that the boulder was about to collide with the knife ball wrapped around Meng Xiang, Cao Dabing couldn't help feeling a little nervous.If Meng Xiang couldn't crack that boulder, even if he had formed a Dao seed and his body was many times stronger than ordinary people, he would still be injured or even killed by it.

The boulder was less than a foot away from the knife ball that wrapped Meng Xiang, yet Meng Xiang didn't move, neither counterattack nor dodge.Just when Cao Dabing was about to restrain the boulder to avoid tragedy, Meng Xiang finally moved.

With a bang, like a volcanic eruption, a red light gushed out from the knife ball, forming a beam of light several feet thick, like an iron bar piercing tofu, piercing a big hole in the middle of the boulder very easily.

Then the beam of light exploded, cracking the boulder completely, and before the fragments flew away, the red light from the beam of light was like a group of bloodthirsty sharks, chasing them and crushing them into powder.

"Good!" Although Cao Dabing knew that Meng Xiang could crush boulders, he still couldn't help applauding when he saw how beautifully he did it.

This is not to say that Cao Dabing himself cannot be as beautiful as Meng Xiang. With his strength, the power of a casual blow is many times greater than him. He is surprised that Meng Xiang is so young and has such profound knowledge in swordsmanship. It's really rare.

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment!" Meng Xiang responded.At the same time, the sword technique in his hand also began to change, and it was no longer the move of "Night Fight Eight Directions".Although he didn't deliberately practice other sword techniques other than "Night Fighting Eight Directions", it doesn't mean that he can't use other sword techniques.

When he was in Ironwood City, he used his status as a guest to get a lot of cheats on sword techniques. Although he didn't practice it, he still absorbed a lot of its essence.

Afterwards, he became a Daoist, able to release his spiritual consciousness, and have a more detailed and profound understanding of many things, so he sent Zhao Xuezhu, Tie Ziyun and Yan Shi to the Jingxu Sect and Baiyang Sword Sect. During the process, various natural scenes such as sunrise and sunset, wind, frost, rain and snow, mountains and rivers have become the objects of his observation and understanding. Although he can't dare to say how profound his understanding is, it can't be said that he has gained nothing.

At this time, he added his own understanding of nature to the sword technique. Even though he didn't perform according to the fixed moves, he still had magical strokes from time to time, which made Cao Dabing nod frequently.