Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 166 A knife is rare
In the main room, Xun Shaoyu sat cross-legged indifferently on the edge of the bed, with a knife across his knees and lying quietly on it.

He breathed out slowly, as if he had exhausted all his energy, his complexion was rosy and misty.

Every trace of mist exhaled from his breath was accompanied by the sound of "呲呲" breaking through the air, like a heavenly snake shooting its breath, echoing in the main room.

呲!呲!呲!
The five viscera and the six internal organs are wriggling together, every inch and every centimeter of the internal organs is vibrating slightly, the breathing seems to be long, and also seems to be rapid.

Xun Shaoyu's eyes shone brightly as he moved the muscles, bones, membranes, internal organs, and blood marrow. The essence, blood, and vitality were still forming a round shape, just like the Taoist method of elixir, and the essence and blood all over his body were also condensed.

Slowly nourishing his physical body with the blood essence collected into a great elixir.

This little bit of essence and blood glows with golden light. The 360 ​​bones in the whole body are all made of more gold than white, and little bits of gold penetrate into it, and are refined into the bone marrow.

This is the sign of Xun Shaoyu's golden bones being refined and completed in 36 refinements.

At this moment, every time Xun Shaoyu breathed out, his fingertips brushed the knife in front of his knees.

Every time it was brushed, the sword seemed to groan, as if it was contaminated with Xun Shaoyu's blood, turning into a psychic weapon, overflowing with wisps of divinity, dyeing Zhou Zha into a golden color.

"Every day, at the right time, a drop of blood from the center of the eyebrow feeds the embryo of the sword with its own true blood. When the sword becomes perfect, the person and the sword merge, reaching the state of infinity!"

Xun Shaoyu muttered softly, a vertical mark between his eyebrows, infiltrated with a trace of golden blood, slowly disappeared.

The golden blood blended into the blade, causing it to tremble slightly.

Swordsman, fierce soldier, refined for bloodthirsty!

Xun Shaoyu's martial arts training certainly made him half a master.

But with half a step as a master, it is also a delusion to want a treasured weapon that truly matches his heart.

Even Xun Shaoyu, with his current status and status, is unable to get his hands on the treasure.

In this way, Xun Shaoyu spent a lot of effort, a lot of resources, and a lot of favors before he reluctantly begged for this high-quality embryo.

He wants to use his body's essence, blood and vitality to practice the art of raising soldiers and refining weapons, refining the embryos of swords and weapons thousands of times, and forging a natal treasure weapon to prove the way of the innate master.

However, this kind of weapon refining method is usually done helplessly by master-level figures with little knowledge and shallow foundation.

The training of a treasure weapon requires huge amounts of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as the consumption of all kinds of heavenly, divine, and fairy gold. It is an astronomical amount, which is daunting.

He is not an ordinary grandmaster, and he has no chance to collect such huge resources.

Therefore, not everyone in the main world’s Grandmaster level has precious weapons at his side.Even the top grandmaster-level Sanren have no weapons to use, and there are many of them.

And these masters who don't have a treasure weapon can only use stupid methods to refine their own weapons bit by bit, and do their best to sublimate the materials in order to refine a treasure weapon.

The gap in combat power between these masters with and without treasured soldiers is simply huge. They are two completely different concepts.Among them, the magical power of the Qi Refiner relies most on the treasure weapon.

Besides, there is a big benefit to refining weapons like this.As a result, the precious soldiers refined have the same mellow essence and perfect spirit, and are the soldiers of their own destiny.

In terms of magic, it may not be as good as the top-notch treasures, but the mind and heart are connected, and if one is prosperous, both will be prosperous, and if one is harmed, both will be harmed.

Xun Shaoyu stroked the back of the knife as thick as a finger.

"This heat... it takes seven and a half minutes to cook, but it is still unevenly cooked after two and a half minutes."

This knife embryo, after more than two years, he spared no effort in blood training, has begun to take shape as a sharp weapon.

However, even if Xun Shaoyu refined this sword to a ten-tenth degree of heat, it would at most be a half-treasure weapon.

"Whether one can really refine a treasure soldier is still unknown."

Xun Shaoyu sighed in a low voice: "There is still a little chance..."

If it can be purified with a trace of innate Dao Qi, the essence of this saber weapon will definitely be able to step into the rank of precious soldiers, and even have the appearance of a divine weapon.

But this trace of innate Tao Qi is extremely difficult and almost impossible to achieve. It is only a matter of chance.

The knife seemed to be trembling slightly, and it made a slight sound, responding to Xun Shaoyu.

After Xun Shaoyu worked hard and polished this knife day by day, its spirituality seemed to become more and more condensed, giving birth to a trace of Yuanling, and it had the hope of becoming a psychic weapon.

"I don't know, when will 'you' see blood in Kaifeng!"

Xun Shaoyu said quietly with a hint of depression in his expression.

You know, at his level, he is also a half-step master.Even an ordinary [reborn] grandmaster has to fight to know whether he wins or loses.

For a great master, the importance of a high-quality weapon is self-evident, and can even determine one's wealth and life.

After all, ordinary weapons can never withstand the polishing of a master.Some masters with stronger 'hands' can crush iron like clay and hold stones into powder. Weapons of a mere sharp weapon level cannot stand up to a few battles even if they fall into their hands.

At this moment, even with Xun Shaoyu's half-step master cultivation level, he still suffered from the fact that he didn't have a single weapon suitable for him.

Although his physical body is powerful and invincible, and his [Easy Muscles and Forging Bones] has reached 31 levels, his physical accomplishments alone rank among the top ten in Yuzhou, and there are few who can match him.

What's more, his martial arts progress is so fast that it takes almost half a year to practice.

36 Alchemy Bones, only five more refinements are needed before it is really done.

At this time, if he had another top-notch weapon in his hand, it would have a significant effect on improving Xun Shaoyu's own strength.

The world is vast, and hundreds of ships are competing for the flow!
Xun Shaoyu himself may be at the top of Lu State, but he may not have a place in Yuzhou, let alone among the nine states in the world.

If you want to show yourself in the Kyushu of the world, you must not leave any flaws.If you fall behind by one point now, you will have to expend ten or a hundred times your energy if you want to catch up in the future.

It was precisely because he understood this that Xun Shaoyu did not allow himself to have any flaws.

Regardless of the physical body, fighting methods, and killing methods, they are all at their best.Only the slightest flaw in the weapon was the only limitation that restricted Xun Shaoyu.

The knife gradually became hot. Xun Shaoyu turned a blind eye and continued to temper the embryo of the knife slowly.

This room is extremely spacious inside and empty on all sides, except for a bed placed in the middle.There is not a single luxurious thing in the room, nor is there a single gorgeous and elegant decoration.

Judging from the layout of this small room, it is not difficult to see that the owner of the room is very ambitious.

Merely extravagant enjoyment is of no use to Xun Shaoyu!

What Xun Shaoyu wanted was far more than these 'useless things'.

…………

Zheng——

When the sword was taken out of its sheath, it seemed like water was shining, and waves of water appeared around it.

These waves of water gradually became denser and more cohesive.

Zheng——

The light of the sword passed by, almost like a bolt of steel, and the cold light flickered, showing this extraordinary swordsmanship.

Xun Shaoshang remained silent, looking at the rockery rocks in front of him. Between his fingers, little by little, the light of the five-inch sword glowed with a faint cold color.

He used the palm of his hand instead of the sword, and slashed down countless swordsmen. His robes fluttered, and the sword's blade turned into a knife net, covering everything around him.

His figure shuttled through this small garden.

Elegance without losing the murderous intent, calmness without losing the coldness.

The knife's intention was vertical and horizontal, and traces of the knife's intention were scratched on the ground, leaving tiny scratches.

If you look carefully, you can see this scratch, which is extremely delicate and sublime.

"Referring to Xuan Dao Gang..."

Suddenly, Xun Shaoshang stopped suddenly, with a look of confusion on his face.

He spread his hands and looked at the even texture of his palms, just like the delicate skin in white clothes.

Who could have imagined what kind of bloodshed would arise if these jade hands really started killing people.

Xun Shaoshang is such a martial arts fanatic. He is as talented and talented in martial arts as anyone, and he is also able to devote himself to martial arts crazily.

"It's wrong... it's wrong... it's very wrong..."

Xun Shaoshang looked puzzled. He leaned over and rubbed and observed the knife marks over and over again. The knife marks in front of him made him want to lie on the knife marks and quietly appreciate the changes in the knife marks.

This line of knife marks was not where Xun Shaoshang got it.But the slightest bit of chill in it seemed to be endless, spreading outward little by little along the knife marks, causing Xun Shao to be injured.

It should be noted that with a five-inch sword, it is difficult to encounter an opponent!

Xun Shaoshang's Zhixuan Dao Gang has been condensed to five inches. It is impressive that he is also a half-step master, a figure of great perfection [cutting hair and washing marrow].

This kind of character, just wait for the moment of [reborn] when the carp turns into a dragon, and they will be overwhelmed and have no scruples.

"It's a pity that the quality of this sword cannot be compared to Xun Shaoyu's. That sword was amazing that day!"

Xun Shaoshang looked at the knife marks for a while, only to see that they were messy and contained the highest secrets of the sword.

This line of knife marks are naturally some insignificant traces left by Xun Shaoyu when he taught the sword moves on the day when the [Heavenly Sword] was first formed.

And this trace is enough to make many people with ulterior motives hide in secret and study the essence of it carefully.

Leaving aside for the time being, the shady methods in this have gone through many fights.

However, Xun Shaoshang has benefited a lot from deducing some fragmentary moves based on the traces of these claws.

Of course, there is no such thing as a heaven-given move that can have the power to shake the heavens and the earth.But Xun Shao hurt himself, but he was on the right path.

And... drifting away!
"Xun Shaoyu..."

Xun Shaoshang said leisurely: "The sword given by heaven!"

At that time, Xun Shaoyu drew his sword, and the powerful force of the heavenly sword swept across the Cai land for [-] miles. Xun Shaohe was frightened to the point of breaking out of his courage.

It can be said that with a knife in hand, the sun and moon are overturned, and all living beings are destroyed!

…………

Barbarian court tent!

Dozens of heads of families gathered together, and an atmosphere of silence enveloped the court.

"If I attack Cai, who is in favor...and who is against..."

Jiang Yi spoke with a thick voice without any scruples.

The two leaders, Lou Jie and Hu Yanming, were silent, but their eyes met quietly, and their expressions of understanding were revealed in an instant.

"The Great Chief,"

One of the leaders yelled: "Now the barbarians around us are united, and we regard you as the chief, commanding our six thousand barbarians. You are our chief, and we all rely on you to make the decision."

"It all depends on the chieftain!"

These leaders rushed to respond, making Jiang Yi's expression gradually calmer.

Ever since Jiang Yi became the leader of the barbarian chief and unified the six thousand barbarians in this Gobi desert, and had the ability to take a closer look and protect himself, Jiang Yi inevitably wanted to get involved in Kyushu.

The princes of Kyushu are involved in much greater interests than the barbarian leaders.

However, although Jiang Yi's strength is not what it used to be, the power of the Great Barbarian and pure-blood barbarians allowed him to truly step into the Grandmaster level.

But the [Black Wings] cavalry that Xun Shaoyu has polished over the past few years are not all vegetarian.

Xun Shaoyu's reputation is the notoriety accumulated through massacres.

Their reputation is so bad that among the barbarians, Xun Shaoyu and his [Black Wings] cavalry have been completely transformed into demons.Once transformed into barbarians, the evil beasts passed down from ancient times were even more terrifying and terrifying than them.

"Chief, our tribe now only has [-] members. We can no longer take risks easily. Our tribe can no longer afford any losses."

"Of the 3000 tribesmen, the butcher Xun Shaoyu killed more than [-] of them... If our advance fails and we let that butcher take the opportunity to invade the Gobi, are we really going to exterminate the tribe?"

An old leader said sadly and angrily.

To the barbarians, every barbarian is precious.

With their fertility, they will not be able to return to their previous size in less than two to three hundred years.

But according to Xun Shaoyu's ruthlessness, how many years can the six thousand barbarians survive? This is another big problem.

Lou Jie frowned: "We have an undying hatred against Butcher Xun. Either he will die or we will die..."

"However, you must know that Butcher Xun's cultivation has reached its peak. Even the great demon of the soul who has survived a series of calamities can only flee in confusion under his sword."

"Not to mention us, not to mention..."

Lou Jie's words suddenly stopped, but the meaning behind them made Jiang Yi's face turn green.

Jiang Wei said calmly, but Lou Jie didn't finish what he said and didn't dare to say anything: "Besides, I may not be able to dodge Butcher Xun's knife with his mature body, right?"

Jiang Jue looked at Lou Jie steadfastly, while Hu Yanming was hanging his head on one side, as if his sense of presence was extremely low.

This was because Jiang Yi had just ascended to the position of chief, and his dignity had not yet been established, and the relationship between all parties had not been sorted out.

Otherwise, even if I borrow a hundred or a thousand courages from my landlord, I still wouldn't dare to act arrogantly in front of Jiang Yi.

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, Jiang Yi looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter continued for a long time.

A majestic force seemed to be out of control.Mixed with the tyrannical power of the Dacheng barbarian body and the oppressive aura of the pure-blood barbarian, it weighed heavily on the tent, everyone's heart.

All the leaders in the court, regardless of their seniority, could not help but touch their knees to the ground and bend down very low.

But Jiang Yi still refused to restrain himself and showed it to the eyes of many leaders without hesitation. It was as vast as the Yangtze River, and it was surging and surging, never stopping for a moment.

It seemed as if dark clouds were covering the sky, and for a moment the sunlight above their heads was covered. They had no choice but to hide in its shadow, only trembling and trembling, unable to take care of themselves.

The voice of the chieftain seemed to fall from the sky:
"Who objects..."

(End of this chapter)