Super Martial God

"Thank you, sir. I thank you."

While crying and laughing, Qingling didn't hesitate. She broke her fingers and dropped her blood on the Zhudao sword according to Lin Mu's instructions.

Buzz!

Qingling could not detect anything, but Lin Mu clearly felt that the internal structure of Zhudao sword had changed.

In the past, there was always resentment inside Zhudao sword, which was difficult to dispel.

Although this resentment greatly increased the power of Zhu Dao sword, it was inconsistent with Lin Mu's practice.

Now, as Qingling's blood enters the Zhudao sword, this resentment suddenly melts like ice and snow in the sun.

At the same time, a power of hope with warm flowers in spring and full of vitality was born in Zhudao sword and grew at an amazing speed.

The resentment gradually dissipated, but the power of Zhudao sword increased instead of decreased.

"Your same veins are not extinct. Maybe one day, they can shine again."

Lin Mu said to it in his heart, holding the sword of killing Dao.

He said this to the Immortal Emperor's will in Zhudao sword.

In those days, the Immortal Emperor was framed and died. In despair, he was angry.

Now, Lin Mu injected the blood of his same vein into the sword to let him know that he still has the same vein in the world.

In this way, he immediately calmed the resentment of the Immortal Emperor.

In less than a minute, Lin Mu noticed that the resentment in Zhudao sword completely disappeared.

This time, it's not a short latent, but a real complete disappearance.

Without this resentment, Zhudao sword belongs to Lin Mu completely.

Sing!

The sword chanted.

At this moment, it has gained a new life.

"From now on, your name is no longer Zhudao sword, but Shengdao sword."

Lin Mu said silently in his heart.

The existence of Zhudao sword is for destruction.

But now, the sword in Lin Mu's hand is no longer complaining. Its existence is more to practice the way in Lin Mu's heart and to protect everything Lin Mu attaches importance to.

Therefore, it is no longer a sword to kill Dao, but a sword to raise Dao.

The grade of Shengdao sword is also improving quietly.

In the past, the power of Zhudao sword was probably equivalent to the peak ancestor weapon, but after this transformation, it has not only been greatly improved, but also crossed the stage of great Yuanman ancestor weapon and directly stepped into the level of ancient ancestor weapon.

"Qingling, from now on, you are my registered disciple."

Then Lin Mu looked at Qingling road.

He knew very well that the Immortal Emperor's resentment inside Zhu Daojian had completely dissipated, but he was actually exchanging with him.

The Immortal Emperor's resentment dissipated, and Lin Mu could really and completely control the Zhudao sword. At the same time, Lin Mu also needed to strengthen the Immortal Emperor's blood, that is, to help the Green family glow again.

Hearing Lin Mu's words, Qingling was dull on the spot. She felt like pie fell from the sky and was stunned.

"Why, you don't want to?"

Lin Mu said faintly.

"I, I will, I will."

Qingling couldn't control her emotions. She wept with joy and quickly knelt down to Lin Mu.

"Sir."

At this time, Zhang Chen's hoarse voice came from the door.

Although kneeling for a few days is nothing for a strong man like him, the key is the suffering of the mind, which is far more than the pain of the flesh.

"What? Have you figured it out? "

Lin Mu looks out.

"If you can repay the kindness of Naxian villa, Minister Zhang is willing to be loyal to Mr. Zhang and serve as a slave."

Zhang chendao.

"Come in."

Lin Mu nodded. Zhang Chen was finally enlightened.

Although Zhang Luo's talent is good, Lin Mu never pays attention to talent when recruiting disciples.

The person he really likes is not Zhang Luo, but Zhang Chen.

Therefore, only when Zhang Chen enters his door will he consider recruiting Zhang Luo.

A moment later, Zhang Chen took Zhang Luo into the room.

"From now on, this is your elder martial sister."

Lin Mu looked at Zhang Luo.

Zhang Luo was stunned.

"Evil son, don't kneel down to your master."

Zhang Chen was so surprised that he kicked Zhang Luo.

Judging from Zhang Chen's reaction, Zhang Luo knew that he had really been blessed. He immediately knelt down to Lin Mu in a hurry: "disciple Zhang Luo, meet Master."

"I haven't finished yet."

Lin Mu said calmly, "it's not so easy to become my formal disciple, so now you, including your elder martial sister, can only be regarded as my registered disciple and belong to the outside school. There are six senior brothers and sisters above you. I will let you meet in the future. "

Hearing this, Zhang Chen was even more excited.

There are only six disciples under Lin Mu's command?

From this number, we can see how harsh Lin Mu is in recruiting disciples. It's really lucky that Zhang Luo can worship Lin Mu.

You know, not to mention the ancient ancestors he knows, he and the ancestors he knows, there are thousands of disciples, at least hundreds.

The more disciples there are, the more powerful the disciples are, but it will also distract master's attention from each disciple.

After all, people's energy is limited and it is impossible to take care of hundreds and thousands of people at the same time.

Now Lin Mu has only eight disciples, and the original six disciples are not around. Zhang Luo and the little girl will be trained by Lin Mu.

This makes Zhang Chen feel that his choice is not wrong.

As for the external disciples, Zhang Chen thought it was normal.

The existence of Lin Mu, how can he casually recruit internal disciples.

He believed that as long as Zhang Luo performed well, he would surely become a disciple of Lin Mu's inner sect in time.

"Yes, master."

Zhang Luo also understood Zhang Chen's idea and respected Lin Mu.

Lin Mu nodded.

Next, he was not stingy. He gave advice to Zhang Luo and Qingling on their cultivation and passed on several unique skills of secret methods to them.

About an hour later.

Lin Mu said calmly, "that's it today. You have to rely on yourself to practice in the future. In the next few days, I'm going to shut up. You can explore and practice by yourself. "

After hearing this, the three did not dare to disturb Lin Mu any more and withdrew from the room one after another.

Lin Mu waved his hand and the door closed.

"Blockade."

Ten thousand drops of blood flew out of his body and sealed the room.

Then he took out the hidden night mirror and began to formally study the imperial treasure.

Hidden night mirror, even a great Luo like Bai Lingyu has to take risks to compete. It must be of great value.

On the surface, night vision goggles are nothing special.

Probably because of this, Naxian village can't crack its mystery and realize its real value.

Heavenly eye!

Lin Mu didn't give up. He opened the heavenly eye and tried to use it to find out the secret of the hidden night mirror.

But as a result, we still got nothing.

The heavenly eye projected onto the night mirror and saw only darkness.

"Every blood."

Finally, Lin Mu can only try to inject all blood into the night mirror.

Fan Xue surprised Lin Mu again.

Buzz!

The blood dripping into the hidden night mirror set off a ripple on the surface of the hidden night mirror.

Then, a trace of mysterious dark power was released from the hidden night mirror.

This drop of fan blood was quickly swallowed up by the hidden night mirror, causing Lin Mu to lose a drop of fan blood.

But this drop of ordinary blood is of great value. It obviously successfully opened the night mirror.