Comprehensive martial arts: Learn from Huang Yaoshi and start with Tianlong Bayin

However, it's not over yet.

As Ning Feng refines, the changes in the purple zhenqi still do not stop.

The two ends of the sharp blade that was fused into a ball slowly extended out, with one end becoming the hilt and the other becoming the tip.

In less than a few minutes.

The tip and hilt of the sword became more and more obvious, and the sharp blade also appeared at the same time.

As Ning Feng's arm fell, the refining was completed.

Three feet away from the table, there is a sword that is two feet one inch long and one inch two wide. It is purple in color. From the handle to the blade, there seems to be no trace of dirt, just like the snow on Kunlun Mountain that has not melted for thousands of years. Flawless.

The blade of the sword is thin and sharp, with traces of purple air flowing around it. The sharp edge is restrained in the purple light. It has the chill of a sword that chills the nineteen states. It is simple yet sharp.

"That's it!" Ning Feng exhaled a warm breath.

Reaching out, the purple sword blade suspended three feet high on the table swept towards Ning Feng as if it had its own consciousness.

As soon as you hold the purple sword blade, you will feel a sense of coldness. It is the right weight and the right length.

"Is this... okay?" Compared to Ning Feng's calmness, Zhou Zhiruo was already stunned, with shock in his eyes as if he had seen the most outrageous thing in his life.

Within a few minutes, the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword were fused together in an incredible way, and within this period of time, they re-agglomerated to form a new sword.

The purple light circulates and shines sharply.

This scene completely subverted her understanding of the world.

"The Yitian Sword is gone like this!" The surprise on Zhou Zhiruo's face faded, and a sense of powerlessness appeared in her eyes.

Thinking that this purple sword blade was made from the Zhen Sect sword that his master wanted to return.

The shock in my heart just now disappeared, and the feeling of bewilderment rose from the bottom of my heart. Even the Yitian Sword was gone, so why ask Ning Feng to get it back.

For a moment, she was a little confused and didn't know what to do next.

"Miss Zhou!"

"Why worry so much!"

"Just go back and report the matter truthfully!"

"Just say that I fused the Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and the Yitian Sword no longer exists in this world! Why should I say anything back!"

Ning Feng saw Zhou Zhiruo's embarrassment and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo looked at Ning Feng: "If this is the case, I'm afraid the master will turn his anger on me!"

"Do you think when your master gave you this task, she really expected you to get it back?" Ning Feng asked.

"How can you get angry about something that is impossible in the first place?"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes lit up.

She came to Guangmingding to find Ning Feng. If Ning Feng hadn't suddenly appeared, she wouldn't have been able to get in because of her identity.

The hope of retrieving the Yitian Sword was already very slim, so Ning Feng's words were understandable.

"You haven't even entered the Ming Cult, you haven't even gone to the Guangmingding Hall, and you haven't even seen the Yitian Sword!"

"I just heard from two disciples that the Yitian Sword was fused!"

"Have you and I met?"

Ning Feng said again.

With Master Miejie being so suspicious, she would actually believe this rhetoric.

Because this is the most reasonable direction.

Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have a sudden enlightenment and her eyes lit up.

"Yes!"

"I have never met you!"

Hearing this, Ning Feng nodded with satisfaction, not too stupid.

"Your master sent you here like this!"

"First, I really want to get back the Heavenly Sword!"

"But it's more of a test of your loyalty to her and whether you can do what she wants!"

"Even if I go to the Demon Cult alone, I will still obey her instructions!"

"Test my loyalty?" Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, seemingly confused.

"The position of leader!" Ning Feng said again.

In the original work, after Guangmingding, Zhou Zhiruo became the head of the Emei Sect.

However, in addition to passing the test of Master Miejie, one also needs to have strong strength.

"Ah?" Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but screamed when she heard these two words.

She had never thought of becoming the head master, and the master was doing well.

"However, the position of head is not only about loyalty! It also requires strong strength!"

"After all, if you don't have enough strength, you can't protect your family!"

Ning Feng said with a smile.

"Impossible! How could the master pass the throne to me?" Zhou Zhiruo's head shook like a rattle.

Within the sect, she was often ostracized and bullied, and she was not very strong. How could she become the leader!

"It's impossible now!"

"But your strength has increased to the point where you can overwhelm other fellow senior sisters?"

While speaking, Ning Feng waved one hand and took out a piece of paper on the table.

The pen moved like a dragon and a snake and wrote some words on it.

"What is recorded here is the Nine Yin Manual!"

"She is enough!"

As he spoke, the paper floated into Zhou Zhiruo's arms.

Taking the paper, Zhou Zhiruo scanned the text with her eyes full of shock.

"This is too precious!"

"I definitely can't do it!"

"I can't practice!"

The current Zhou Zhiruo has little confidence in herself, and is the same character as in the early stage of the original "Eternal Heaven and Dragon Sword".

"Do you still want me to take it back?" Ning Feng said with a hint of majesty in his tone.

"Okay, okay!"

After a while, Zhou Zhiruo nodded.

"Ning, Leader Ning!" Zhou Zhiruo asked timidly, "What are you going to do?"

After saying that, a slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

Although she is not deeply involved in the world, she still understands the most basic principles.

Ning Feng saved himself from the siege and gave him such an important thing for no reason. He must have taken a liking to him.

Looking at herself, she didn't feel that she had anything that Ning Feng needed.

Except....that!

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo's face became more and more rosy, her fair ears began to become hot, and she lowered her head.

For some reason, there was no disgust in her heart, just some uneasy confusion.

"You just have to remember!"

"This Nine Yin Manual is what I gave you!"

Ning Feng didn't know what Zhou Zhiruo was thinking now, so he still said calmly.

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes suddenly lifted up and met Ning Feng's eyes.

"Is this enough?" she asked in disbelief.

"Of course!" Ning Feng nodded, and then asked: "What else?"

"Oh, oh!" Zhou Zhiruo felt that she had misunderstood something, and her pretty face turned redder.

Ning Feng was not the kind of person she thought she was at all, but it made her like Ning Feng even more.

And although Ning Feng didn't say it, she was not a fool, but was very smart.

Ning Feng said that he should remember this incident, which was actually a disguised form of wooing him to become a force behind him.

"My pleasure!"

"I will definitely remember this!"

Zhou Zhiruo promised Ning Feng with a smile in her eyes.

"Yeah!" Ning Feng nodded slightly.

Some things don't need to be stated clearly, then everything will be understood.

"Then...I'll take my leave!" Zhou Zhiruo carefully put away the piece of paper with the Nine Yin Sutra written on it and said to Ning Feng.

Although I have not achieved my purpose of coming here, I can already explain it to my master.

In this case, I have to go back early to believe it.

"Yeah!" Ning Feng nodded.

"Don't show the Nine Yin Manual to anyone except yourself, not even your master!" Ning Feng warned again.

With Zhou Zhiruo's somewhat silly and sweet personality, such a thing is really possible.

"Don't worry! No way!"