The personal guardian of the beautiful president

Chapter 51

By the way, where is Zhai Xiaojing?

Dong Xiaoshi suddenly thought of her, looked around, but saw her lying in a corner, her chest rose and fell slightly, her breath was even, she was actually in a deep sleep.

So lucky?

Everyone else was beating her to death, yet she fell into a deep sleep?

And judging by the situation, he was not injured at all.

Dong Xiaoshi couldn't help shaking his head secretly, this girl, if she got such a good material this time, she will definitely keep her job.

After killing Soya Yamamoto, the situation calmed down for a while, and there were no Basangs to attack again.

But Dong Xiaoshi knew in his heart that with the temperament of the Basang people, they would never stop there, and they would inevitably launch more and more tragic attacks in the future.

If I want not to be harmed by them, I can only increase my strength as soon as possible.

Thinking of strengthening his strength, Dong Xiaoshi suddenly remembered his spoils from this battle.

After the storage bracelet snatched from Dachuan Zhifeng has undergone blood refinement, it no longer rejects his thoughts.

So he easily saw what was inside the bracelet.

This is a space of more than ten square meters, and there are quite a lot of things in it.

First of all, there are dozens of knives, all kinds of knives, all of which are high-quality goods.

Some knives have no breath, and some knives give people a sense of killing and cutting.

But none of the knives gave him a sense of oppression of the soul like the Whampoa Blood Blade.

He knew that this was because these knives hadn't yet formed a knife soul.

Everything has a soul, and only with a soul can there be aura, thinking, ideas, and even self-cultivation.

Dong Xiaoshi carefully observed the dozens of knives, but he didn't find any like the Whampoa blood blade, and he didn't convey any ideas.

There is also a stack of banknotes belonging to the Basang Kingdom. Dong Xiaoshi roughly estimates that there are tens of millions of them.

Then there are some daily sundries, Dong Xiaoshi was too lazy to look carefully, he browsed roughly, "Eh?", he suddenly found a book.

As soon as he moved his mind, the book came out, "The Endless Flow of Ten Thousand Swords".

what book is this

Dong Xiaoshi opened this book, and the opening chapter is straight to the point, which is deafening, "Why do you cultivate? The rotten Confucians of the Xia Kingdom are self-styled and stick to the rules, and they are about to die."

"My Basang country has outstanding people and talented people. There are oceans in the east and endless continents in the west. It is the beauty of the world."

"For nearly a hundred years, my country of Basang has had its own division of cultivation realms, that is: strengthening bones and tendons, seeing gods in the dark, enslaving ghosts and gods, transforming lives and transforming nature, seizing souls, devouring primordial spirits, and creating gods in the void , one thought is eternal, pinned on the void, achieves the position of a god, opens up the kingdom of God, transforms himself into freedom, gods and demons outside the sky." Thirteen realms.

This book is not very thick, after a while, Dong Xiaoshi has finished it.

It turns out that this book is the practice secret book of Dachuan Zhifeng. After refining, it can form a grand array of ten thousand swords, which can drown the enemy like a torrent.

However, in order to form a grand formation of ten thousand swords, one must have a psychic blade, which is the center of the entire ten thousand swords.

Okawa Zhifeng's elders had found this knife for him a long time ago, and as long as he has reached the level of skill and surrendered to this blade immediately, then at that time, the formation of ten thousand swords will be a matter of course. "

However, Okawa Zhifeng's skill has never reached the level of subduing the Huangpu Blood Blade. After trying several times, he was almost surrendered by this blade and turned into a sword slave.

Therefore, Okawa Zhifeng had to cultivate and collect all kinds of precious knives at the same time. There is a characteristic of this ten thousand knives array, the more knives are in number, the more diverse the types, the greater the power.

Dong Xiaoshi returned the book to the bracelet, and looked at Huangpu Xueren.

When Dong Xiaoshi noticed Dong Xiaoshi looking over, the knife trembled slightly, as if responding.

"Sir, you must know Wandaoliu, right?" Dong Xiaoshi said lightly in his mind.

If Huangpu Xueren, the magic knife, even denied this, then he really couldn't be friends with him and had to be eliminated from his side.

Huangpu Xueren sneered for a while: "Those native chickens and dogs, are they worthy to be with me? What kind of shit is ten thousand knives, I am worth ten thousand big knives, no, more."

"Mr. just borrowed me to get out of trouble, and later Mr. helped me wipe out the enemy. Mr. and I have already evened out, and we owe nothing to each other."

"My ability is shallow, and I really don't deserve to be the master of my husband. Sir, please let me go. I will never be displeased." Dong Xiaoshi said slowly.

This magic knife has the ability to swallow souls and souls, and it is also rebellious. If you keep it by your side, you are afraid that it will only cause disaster with your backhand. said the voice.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Huangpu Xueren became even more furious, and suddenly swiped a few times, smashing a wall to pieces.

"If I could leave, I would have left long ago. Unfortunately, the contract I signed with you is a contract of fate. If you die, I will be finished. It took me thousands of years to cultivate such a little true spirit..."

this……

"Contract? The contract was signed according to your wishes? Blame me?"

For a moment, Dong Xiaoshi even had hallucinations, and felt Huangpu's bloody sword facing the sky, tears streaming down his vicissitudes of life.

"Helpless! Why..." Huangpu Xueren murmured.

Dong Xiaoshi's sudden words almost made the magic knife run away: You are so big, and your image is too arrogant, which doesn't fit my personality, so please go away!Don't worry, I will protect myself and won't hurt you.

Huangpu Xueren was speechless from the anger, trembled a few times, and suddenly turned into a stream of light with a whoosh, and submerged into Dong Xiaoshi's body.

Dong Xiaoshi searched left and right, and inspected the meridians and qi sea in his body, but found nothing, secretly surprised that the magic knife is really powerful.

After being busy for a while, I suddenly remembered something. The book The Endless Flow of Ten Thousand Swords mentioned that there are thirteen realms of practice, and there are notes for each realm.

For example, strengthening bones and tendons means strengthening bones and muscle fascia through practice.

Seeing the gods through the seclusion means that the spiritual power of the practitioner can extend infinitely, can reach extremely distant places, and can communicate with ghosts and gods by virtue of the spirit.

Serving ghosts and gods is very powerful. At this time, practitioners can drive ghosts and gods to work for them. For example, the common small and large transportation skills are such supernatural powers.

"Have I reached the second realm? Dong Xiaoshi thought of the underworld he had realized with his spirit, and he was almost certain that he had reached the second realm.

(End of this chapter)