"I don't know what you're talking about.........
Senior, the disciple really didn't mean to disturb your Qing cultivation, the disciple will leave now.......
"This time I caused a big disaster, the old monster thousands of years ago was woken up, this is not a trivial matter.The most important thing is that this woman may have mistaken herself for her former husband.If he can marry such a beautiful woman as a wife, it will not be a loss, but the question is when his husband will come to the door and know that he is the woman's mistress, how will it end?
Therefore, after thinking about it, Zuo Xiuyuan could only escape......."
Wait!"
Just as he hurriedly saluted and was about to flee, the woman suddenly flew up from the ice coffin, and her blue skirt spread out like a holy lily.The woman's words seemed to be an order, and after hearing this, Zuo Xiuyuan didn't dare to put down his feet, for fear that after putting it down, he would end up with a dead end."
You stop, I have no ill will towards you, you turn around and let me take a good look at you!"
Hearing this, Zuo Xiuyuan's legs trembled unnaturally, as if the woman in the Qinglou took the initiative to ride herself..........
But any woman like this is extremely powerful.Zuo Xiuyuan didn't dare to release his spiritual sense, and he also guessed that this woman's cultivation was extremely high, and he was forced to turn around slowly, lowering his head and not daring to speak."
Raise your head!""
AhhAfter experiencing this scene, Zuo Xiuyuan finally felt the mood of the show girl when the emperor chose a concubine.......
Zuo Xiuyuan raised her head slowly, at this moment, she and the woman looked at each other, and there was no word for a long time, but the woman's eyes were really beautiful, beautiful like the black pearl.Suddenly, the woman's eyes began to moisten, and drops of crystal tears began to fall.Seeing this scene, Zuo Xiuyuan looked confused.This is a woman with a story, and she just looks like Lei Ling, the god of war in her mouth......
In a moment, the woman's eyes began to harden, she looked to the south, her fists began to clench, and then turned into a puff of green smoke and left.Just gone?
At this moment, Zuo Xiuyuan was really stunned, but the knife in the coffin?
Don't want it...........
Seeing such a good peerless sword, Zuo Xiuyuan's greedy heart swelled up, and at the same time, he seemed to have a little bit of pity for this sword.After thinking about it again and again, he finally took the knife back to the storage ring, since the master had abandoned such a large underground ice palace, Zuo Xiuyuan was not polite, and directly started to search, but there was nothing else in this palace except this purple sword.Seeing this, he left the palace directly with a little apprehension, and when he reappeared, the person had already reached the bottom of the cliff of Si Guoya, and Zuo Xiuyuan had never seen the woman in Tsing Yi again along the way.In the next days of retreat, although Zuo Xiuyuan practiced the Benlei Knife Technique as diligently as before, he was still a little jealous in his heart, after all, he took a good knife from the woman in vain, and it was difficult to explain it when he got it back.On this day, Zuo Xiuyuan took out the knife again, and after Zuo Xiuyuan's carrying and nourishment in the past few days, he found that the anger on the body of this knife had weakened by half.That's a good sign.If the anger on the knife has been so heavy, then no one will dare to use this knife even if it is in hand, because the anger will definitely eat back against the master.Now that the knife's aura is slowly waning, this is enough to show that this knife can still be used.Zuo Xiuyuan couldn't see through this knife with his naked eyes and spiritual sense, so he didn't know what kind of material or grade this knife was.After a few more days, the anger on the purple knife finally disappeared, and this time Zuo Xiuyuan directly recognized the master generously.When Zuo Xiuyuan's essence blood dripped on the purple blade, the purple knife trembled violently, and then the blade emitted purple light, and returned to Zuo Xiuyuan's hand after swimming in the air for a while.At this moment, he also felt the warmth on the knife body, and this warmth was so reassuring.After recognizing the master, the purple knife also transmitted a large amount of information to Zuo Xiuyuan, including the name of this knife.This knife is called the Purple Heart Knife, which is cast by Penglai masters and belongs to the rare supreme divine weapon.Seeing all the information about this Purple Heart Knife, Zuo Xiuyuan was only shocked except for joy."
No, there's something wrong with this knife!"
Although the Purple Heart Knife transmitted a lot of information to himself, the grade of this knife was not mentioned at all, which made Zuo Xiuyuan feel extremely strange.For refiners, the level of the weapon they refine is the key, because the higher the grade, the stronger the sword's endurance.But this Purple Heart Knife is the complete opposite.Whether this knife is stronger than the Ice Knife or the Ice Knife is weaker Zuo Xiuyuan doesn't know for the time being, in order to test the quality of this knife, Zuo Xiuyuan directly injected his own spiritual power into the knife continuously, he wanted to see if the spiritual power of this knife was greater than the Ice Knife.The more powerful a knife's ability to store energy, the more powerful the vicious attacks it will be, which is easy to understand.With the continuous input of spiritual power, Drunk Xiuyuan turned from surprise at the beginning to shock, compared to the Cold Ice Knife, this Purple Heart Knife was more like a bottomless pit, because it had no limit at all, even the spiritual energy in Zuo Xiuyuan's body had been hollowed out by more than half.This knife truly fulfills what Qinglou women often say - men can't say no, I can do it if you can, and I can do it if you can't do it.Since this knife had accumulated so much strength, Zuo Xiuyuan simply punched out the knife that had accumulated strength, and a phantom more than ten meters long slashed straight at a pile of rocks.This pile of rocks belongs to the relatively hard bluestone, but as soon as the purple shadow falls, the bluestone in the center instantly turns into powder and is directly vaporized.This is the paraphysical phenomenon of legend...................."
Good, mighty!"
Even if most of the monks' physical bodies were stronger than this bluestone, if such a domineering attack hit a person, the damage would definitely be not small.Although this knife has no grade, as long as the strength of this knife is domineering, what if there is no grade.At least one point, your opponent will let their guard down when they see your knife for the first time.Because the monk's sword is not even a magic weapon, the attack must be pitifully weak.In this way, you can seize the opportunity to sneak up directly and get unexpected results."
This is really a low-key knife, a low-key person with a low-key knife, a perfect match.The most important thing is that this knife really meets my appetite, in a word, sullen to the extreme.A man with a purple weapon is sure to turn his head when he walks down the street. ”Thinking of this, Zuo Xiuyuan smiled with satisfaction. .........A month of retreat is coming to an end, and today is the last day of contemplation.Today, from the moment the glow of the sun shone out, Zuo Xiuyuan had no intention of cultivating, because he longed for freedom and missed those lovely junior sisters.The most important thing is whether there has been a slight change in the sect after the events of the day in the medicine collection office.