The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

"Being especially gentle, can you call a baby?"

This was the records of the Nascent Soul in the Classic of Virtue, which meant that the essence, qi, and spirit would be combined to give birth to the Nascent Soul.

The internal core of the Fire Phoenix was like fuel, essence, and gas. Spirit was fire, and using fire, one could ignite fuel to speed up the birth of the Jindan's internal Nascent Soul.

Li Dao had comprehended all sorts of sword intent, sword potential, martial arts will, life and death Yin and Yang Laws, and perfectly mastered them. With martial will as the head, sword intent, sword potential as the limbs, and life and death Yin and Yang Laws as the torso, he had a nascent infant form.

When the infant inside the Jindan was fully formed and broke out of the Jindan, the Primordial Spirit would be complete.

If the Jindan was compared to an egg, then Li Dao was now hatching the egg.

The twenty-seventh was an auspicious day. The Sword Crafting City was decorated with lanterns and decorations, and red was hanging everywhere. The commoners were all very happy that the young master had gotten married. This was a joyous event that celebrated the whole world together.

Jian Xiong's entire being was in an excited state as she personally instructed her subordinates to arrange various scenes and arrange matters for the wedding.

Li Dao was very calm. This was the first time in his life that he had held a wedding ceremony. However, he did not like this feeling of ceremony.

Now that he thought about the ceremony where he owed Little Dragon Girl and Xing'er, he felt faintly regretful.

After the Sword Saint received Li Dao's cultivation technique as a gift, he had spent all his time researching various cultivation techniques and did not care at all about his daughter's marriage.

Pitiful Sword Xiong was busy with his own task and Li Dao and Sword Saint did not care about it at all. Fortunately, Jian Xiong had been a fake for more than twenty years, so she had her own way of doing things.

As time approached, the Sword Crafting City became increasingly lively.

On this day, while Li Dao was cultivating on the cloud bed, Jian Xiong came looking for him.

Li Dao opened his eyes and chuckled. "What's the matter, Suo'er? Can't you take care of what happened?"

"I've invited the Goddess Liu Yiyi from the Food God Residence to be the head chef. Now that the people from the God of Food Residence are here, come with me to see the Goddess of Food. It's said that Liu Yiyi is very pretty."

Li Dao's eyes flickered. He patted the back of Jian Xiong's hand and smiled. "Are you that interested in Liu Yiyi? How about I go and matchmaking you so that she can marry you?"

"Oh, you hate it. "I'm just curious about the famous Goddess of Food. What does she look like?" Jian Xiong pouted and looked adorably at Li Dao with her large eyes, acting like a spoiled child and making Li Dao unable to resist.

"How can you still act like a normal person? You have a head on your shoulder, a face, a pair of eyes, a nose, and a mouth. There's nothing to look at. You can go by yourself."

As Li Dao was about to return to his cloud bed to continue cultivating, Jian Xiong's eyes were filled with suspicion. He tilted his head and asked, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Li Dao forced a smile, "Why do you think that?"

"You normally don't act this way. Even if you feel that it's boring, you would still comply with me. Today, it's a bit abnormal. Speak, do you know Liu Yiyi?"

Jian Xiong glared at Li Dao. The doubt in her eyes became even more serious.

Li Dao sighed, "Ai, I am really afraid of you. I do know Liu Yiyi. Since you want to meet her, I'll accompany you to do so. "

He couldn't help but sigh at the power of Liu Yiyi's sixth sense, which made him feel like she knew her for no reason at all.

"You can't have anything to do with Liu Yiyi, right? Just like the ungrateful man in the story of that painting, you failed her, so you don't dare to meet her because of your guilt, right? "

Jian Xiong looked at Li Dao with a serious expression and asked with a serious tone.

Li Dao wiped away the cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead as he said, "What exactly is inside your head?"

Jian Xiong smiled and said, "Alright, I was just joking with you. Look at how nervous you are."

"This kind of joke isn't funny at all." Li Dao lifted his foot and stepped out of the door. Wasn't it just to see Liu Yiyi? She should hate him now, right?

"Hey, wait for me!"

Jian Xiong caught up to Li Dao and grabbed her arm. Her face was filled with a smile.