Chapter five hundred and sixty-seven: The sword bag recognizes the master, and the swing sword is re(1/2)
The transparent woman in frosty dawn looks towards the gray tobacco bag.
One hand is the scabbard of the sword, and the other hand is the 'water' formed by Mo Xia's sword.
It seems like I can't free my hands.
The gray tobacco bag that had been silent until now suddenly flew up and turned into a stream of gray light, trying to escape!
The gray tobacco bag was of extremely high quality and had high intelligence. It had been lurking silently before, waiting for Zhao Rong to take it out of these strange places. When he opened the Xumi object, it turned into light and escaped.
Because it was sure that Zhao Rong, a small Fuyao realm, could not stop it, nor could it refine it.
The gray tobacco pouch has even been swallowed by the natal sword of Yuan Ying sword cultivator, and I don’t know how many flying swords by sword cultivators at the Golden Core level and below. How can I succumb to such an ant?
However,
It had never expected that it would eventually encounter this unreasonably transparent woman.
A bit of innate wisdom tells it implicitly that if it doesn't run away, it will be too late...
But the next second, under the calm gaze of the transparent woman, the gray tobacco bag suddenly stopped all movements.
Like a shooting star frozen in the night sky.
Thousands of white jade obelisks surround the place.
The quiet transparent woman pauses and freezes the gray cigarette pouch in the air, and the scholar in white is curiously watching the play.
It constitutes a peaceful scene.
The gray tobacco bag turned tentatively in the air.
Then,
Fly back.
He looked like a truant boy who was blocked by his teacher at the door.
honestly.
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, feeling this picture in his mind for no reason.
Gray Cigarette really wanted to run away, but at this moment he had a strong and certain instinct.
If it dares to continue flying, its intelligence will be wiped out in an instant.
At least within the ruins of this ancient city, it cannot escape the Wuzhi Mountain of this transparent woman with a very strange state of existence.
The gray cigarette bag returned to the transparent woman in disgrace.
Under the invisible sight of the woman, the gray cigarette bag opened spontaneously.
A gray halo like smoke lingers slowly around the mouth of the bag, very cute.
The transparent woman seemed to be preparing to pour the 'water' from her palm into the bag.
But the action took another pause.
She gently picked her finger with the hand that was sipping water, and pulled out a small crystal sword wrapped in gray mist from the bag.
He flicked his fingers again, and the smoke on the sword shattered and fell back into the tobacco pouch below.
This small crystal sword, which is connected to the swing in Qian'er's heart lake, has lost its shackles. The crystal sword body has been trapped for a long time due to losing contact with the sword master, and has become slightly dull.
However, after the small crystal sword stood still for three breaths in front of the transparent woman, it suddenly rose up and stabbed towards the transparent woman.
Even though it is weak at this time, it is still wild and untamable, and has the obsession to protect Zhao Rong, just like a wild girl.
The transparent woman grabbed the empty scabbard she had just cleaned with her left hand and knocked it on the swing.
Want to break it.
"etc."
Zhao Rong hurriedly said, "How dare you continue to watch the show? This is the flying sword of my second wife."
The transparent woman paused in all her movements.
The swing continued to stab her head, but missed.
It only stabbed a ball of air. It passed through the transparent woman and circled in the air behind her, trying to return and stab again.
Zhao Rong took a step forward and stopped, "That's enough, don't act wild again, she is not a bad person!"
The momentum of Swing slowed down, he hesitated for a moment, turned the tip of the sword and returned to Zhao Rong, surrounding him and never leaving.
However, the transparent woman moved.
She put away the scabbard, freed her left hand, pointed at the swing, and asked Zhao Rong for instructions.
The latter was startled, "You mean... you want to borrow it?"
The woman nodded.
Zhao Rong hesitated for a while and nodded slightly.
And almost the moment he nodded, the unruly swing was caught in the hands of the transparent woman, unable to move at all.
Like a wild girl who is forced to stand under the ruler of her husband.
She looked down at the swing, raised her other hand, and casually grabbed the air in front of her.
Suddenly.
In a radius of ten miles, one thousand and one white jade obelisks rise.
The entire forbidden area array is suspended in mid-air.
As for why there are one thousand and one, instead of the previous thousand.
Because there is also a greenish-gold and simple white jade monument that has broken out of the ground.
It is the main monument of a thousand white jade obelisks. It was previously buried deep below, but now it is exposed and rises with the woman's will.
One thousand and one white jade obelisks are a complete set of forbidden area formations, all of which are engraved with the moon pattern of the ancient Li Clan. They are arranged in a mysterious manner, surrounding Zhao Rong and the transparent woman, faintly guarding them.
The transparent woman didn't even raise her head and raised a finger.
In an instant, within ten miles, a thousand and one white jade obelisks were rotating around the two of them at the speed of light. During the rotation, their size suddenly shrank tenfold, turning into small and exquisite square jade tablets.
Headed by the blue-gold white jade stele, one thousand and one white jade square tiles are arranged in a long dragon shape, spinning in a circle.
Immediately, it entered the palm of the transparent woman's right hand, which was sipping water.
The 'water' that was originally transformed into half of the snow-white sword energy of the seventh-level Mo Xia suddenly boiled. After the last white jade obelisk was submerged, a bright moon appeared in the 'water'.
The bright moon in the woman's hand is milky white in color, the same material as the thousand white jade obelisks.
Like a white jade plate.
So, she held the swing with her left hand and placed it horizontally in front of her, and held the moon in her right hand.
He made the same movements as when he just cleaned the scabbard.
Use the snow-white sword energy and the 'white jade plate' to quench the swing.
From left to right, wipe across the sword body.
The swing, which had been unconvinced, suddenly fell silent.
At the position where the transparent woman crossed the 'Water and Moon' with her right hand, the originally crystal-clear sword body became made of flawless white jade.
A small white jade sword.
On it, there are a thousand and one ancient moon patterns faintly emerging.
Among them, a blue-gold pattern runs straight through the spine of the sword, which is very eye-catching.
The swing was completely transformed.
The transparent woman let go, and the swing jumped for joy, spinning around her in a circle, as if she was getting close to thank her for her kiss, but she was embarrassed and hesitant because she had just been so wild.
The transparent woman pointed at Zhao Rong with a smile, and with a swish of the swing, she flew towards Zhao Rong and got close to him.
Zhao Rong watched this scene silently, then smiled and said to her: "Ahem, I want to thank you on Qian'er's behalf."
The transparent woman shook her head, and floated in front of Zhao Rong with an honest gray pipe.
She suddenly grabbed Zhao Rong's hand, spread out his fingers, tapped his middle finger with her fingertips, and took a drop of blood from the fingertip.
The transparent woman grabbed the gray cigarette bag, and the latter quickly lifted all defenses and restrictions. In a sense, the door was wide open.
The transparent woman used Zhao Rong's natal blood to carefully temper the gray pipe for him.
Take a break.
Tempering is completed.
Zhao Rong suddenly felt a strange connection between his heart and the gray cigarette bag.
This feels mysterious and mysterious.
He is the master and it is the servant.
There is a 'sword' in his heart lake, which was handed over by a transparent woman. It can annihilate the core weapon spirit of the gray tobacco bag...
To be continued...