Mortal Mirror

The two constables were impressed and a little frightened by Li Ergou's ruthlessness.

They quickly opened the sack and found a beautiful girl inside, bound and gagged with a strip of cloth to prevent her from speaking.

As soon as she was untied, the girl began to cry, "Thank you for saving my life."

Li Ergou asked, puzzled, "Why did they kidnap you?"

The girl shook her head. "I don't know. I had just left the academy to buy some things when they used some kind of drug on me. My body was weak, and I couldn't escape."

Li Ergou understood. He looked at the two constables and said, "Take them back to the yamen and get their statements. This involves the academy, so it's a serious matter. Keep a close watch on these two. No one is allowed to visit or bail them out without my order. Do you understand?"

Li Ergou deliberately emphasized the seriousness of the matter, having his own reasons.

The two constables dared not disagree and immediately complied.

The girl was grateful and couldn't help but ask, "What's your name?"

Li Ergou smiled slightly and said, "Li Ergou."

The girl was taken aback and couldn't help but want to laugh, but she restrained herself and said, "My name is Ye Wanwan."

Li Ergou nodded, not paying much attention, and turned to leave.

Soon, he arrived at Gu Jianmen's general store. Yu Tailai was lying on a rattan chair, comfortably reading a storybook.

Li Ergou was speechless at the sight and knocked on the table in front of him. "Uncle Lai, how can you be so free every day? Is my stuff ready?"

Yu Tailai looked up at Li Ergou, a look of displeasure on his face. He took a package from a nearby cabinet and threw it in front of Li Ergou. "Humph, I lost a lot. This thing cost me several Daozang gold coins more than I expected. I'm giving you a good deal."

Li Ergou didn't believe his nonsense and eagerly opened the package.

A light cyan sword came into view, with countless strange fish-scale-like patterns engraved on it.

It was somewhat different from what he had imagined. The sword was four feet long, three inches wide, and two fingers thick. The words 'Fish Scale' were engraved on one side in ancient characters.

A flash of cold light revealed its sharpness.

Undoubtedly, this sword was called the Fish Scale Sword.

Li Ergou hissed and said, slightly displeased, "This sword is so ugly. It looks clumsy. Are you kidding me?"

Yu Tailai gave Li Ergou a look that said he didn't know good things. "You obviously don't know anything. Don't you know that a heavy sword has no edge, and great skill is achieved without art? I added some gold essence and Nanshan jade to this sword, making the blade extremely strong and indestructible. It can be considered a mid-grade magic weapon flying sword.

Don't look at how big it is. You won't be afraid of anyone you meet. A heavy sword has its advantages. You'll know when you use it.

Don't look at those embroidery needle-like magic swords. Although they look good, they're useless. You constables are fighting all day long. Only this kind of sword is suitable for you. When you're in a hurry, you can even use it as a knife. The wonderful uses are, hehehe, indescribable. You'll thank me then."

Li Ergou thought, "I'll thank you for nothing. It would be strange if people didn't laugh at such a sword. It's a pity that my two thousand-year-old fish scales were ruined by you."

People usually wear swords at their waists, looking handsome. But now, this sword is so big that it would be embarrassing to hang it on my waist.

He sighed inwardly and looked at another item, a soft piece of underwear. He couldn't help but marvel at how smooth the clothes were, thinking they must be comfortable to wear.

Yu Tailai said very proudly, "How about it? This piece of clothing is good, right? This piece of clothing is made of snake king skin. At first, I wanted to make you a suit of armor, but that thing can't be worn every day. It's bulky and not suitable for your current identity.

This is good. Not only is it comfortable to wear, but it also has an automatic temperature regulation function, keeping you warm in the winter and cool in the summer. The defense is also top-notch. Even ordinary magic weapon flying swords may not be able to cut through it."

Li Ergou was quite satisfied this time. He also asked about some things he didn't understand about the Ancient Sword Art, and then he left happily.

Watching Li Ergou's back, Yu Tailai lifted his coat and touched the snake skin clothes on his body, hehe said: "Well, these clothes are really good, fortunately I refined two pieces, brat, I owe you a favor, it's so comfortable to wear, I should have refined three pieces at the beginning, and get another one for Xiao Hong..."

Li Ergou returned home and quickly put on the snake skin clothes. At this moment, he only wanted to say two words... so comfortable.

Soft, warm, like a pair of tender hands, placed on your body, this touch, he had never felt so much before, at this moment he suddenly regretted a little, let that guy make himself a pair of pants.

But, what's done is done, what's the use of sighing.

After putting on his clothes, he took out the Fish Scale Sword. The first thing he wanted to do was to throw the sword into the bronze mirror and copy it. This thing was precious, and it took a full half an hour to complete the copy. Then, he copied the snake skin clothes, which took another quarter of an hour.

He carefully observed it, and then he found that on the copied magic sword, on the sword surface, there was actually a red thread-like pattern winding around it.

He was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that copying magic weapons would cause this situation. He watched it and didn't know what the difference was between the two swords, but it was easy to distinguish which one was the copied Fish Scale Sword.

Looking at the snake skin clothes again, there was actually a thumb-length red pattern on the chest, which was exactly the same as the magic sword.

Ignoring too much, he put away the copied snake skin clothes.

Coming outside, he began to sacrifice and refine the flying sword according to the method on the Ancient Sword Art. To sacrifice and refine the flying sword, he had to separate some of his divine sense and inject it into it, so that he could connect with the flying sword and control it freely.

He operated his skills, separated two small groups of his divine sense, dripped a drop of blood on each of them, and then injected them into the two Fish Scale Swords, and then began to operate his skills to sacrifice and refine them.

This was a very long process. It took a full day and night for him to finally successfully sacrifice and refine the two Fish Scale Swords.

Now his divine sense can only extend fifteen meters. As long as it is within fifteen meters, his Fish Scale Sword can be moved completely according to his thoughts without him holding it in his hand. If he pinches the sword formula, he can use powerful sword moves.

He tried it, but now he is only at the sixth level of Qi refining, and he can't use powerful sword formulas at all. He can only let the flying sword fly around, and the lethality is limited.

And this sword is still too heavy, it is actually one hundred and thirty-six pounds, whether it is the power of divine sense or the power of the body, it is a powerful burden.

He smiled bitterly, and then thought about it, made two scabbards, and directly carried the two swords on his back. Although it was a bit ugly, there was no other way.

Fortunately, when he is free in the future, he can put them in the bronze mirror. Once there is a task, he can take them out. Otherwise, carrying two swords all day long will look silly, and people will think that he is missing a heart.

At this moment, he saw that the third-generation chicken that swallowed the blood orchid had not yet woken up, and its body was actually a circle bigger. He was slightly worried, and he didn't know what it would become.

Sighing slightly, he ignored it for the time being, anyway, if this guy turns into a monster, he will just kill it.

Looking at the time, he should go to the yamen to take a look. Sacrificing and refining the flying sword, people are very tired, he can only call up the black-bearded goat and let it carry him away.