Lord God hangs up

Chapter 72 072, Flying Sword

Ni Kun sat down cross-legged, swung Chenghuang Feijian across his knees, pierced the tip of his index finger with the tip of the sword, squeezed out blood, used the blood as ink, concentrated on his fingertips, and drew a symbol on the spine of the sword.

In order to sacrifice Feijian, in the past two months, in his spare time, he has practiced drawing talismans according to the secret borrowing of the sword control technique many times, and now he has practiced so well that a talisman can be completed in one go.

When the last stroke was finished, a faint light flashed on the sword body, and the runes in the blood book, like water stains seeping into a sponge, slowly melted into the sword body and disappeared.

When the rune completely disappeared, Ni Kun only felt that there was some invisible existence in his mind, which was pulled out, making him in a trance for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he didn't panic, and knew that what was taken away was his wisp of consciousness.

Divine consciousness is the "tentacles" of the primordial spirit, and the primordial spirit is strong enough to derive divine consciousness.

Ni Kun has never professionally trained the Yuanshen, but the martial arts of the Immortals can passively feed back the Yuanshen with the blood and energy of the body when training the body.The stronger the physical body, the stronger the qi and blood, the stronger the primordial spirit.

Ni Kun practiced for two months, achieved remarkable results, and experienced three times of rebirth, the body's energy and blood have already been extremely strong, and the primordial spirit has grown a lot accordingly.

Even if you have never specially trained your primordial spirit, it is already enough to derive your divine consciousness.

Using the method of blood sacrifice to initially imprint the divine consciousness on Feijian, and after establishing a preliminary connection with Feijian, Ni Kun concentrated his attention and felt that there was a vague connection between himself and Feijian.

For the first sacrifice, this connection is still quite weak and may be severed at any time.

So he struck the iron while it was hot, squeezed out the blood from his fingertips, and continued to write runes on the sword.

Every time a complete rune is written, a faint light will flash on the sword body, and the blood rune will be integrated into the sword body.

Unknowingly, on the ridge of the Chenghuang Feijian, from the tip to the tail of the sword, there has been a bloody streak as thin as gossamer and as thin as smoke, and the spiritual connection between Ni Kun and Feijian has also become more and more intense. Clearly close up.

But at this moment, a burst of dizziness suddenly hit Ni Kun's head, and he felt even more tired than after learning Zhu Yuyan's Yin Gui secret skill.

This is not excessive blood loss.

It's just using blood as ink to write runes, but how much blood can Ni Kun consume with his strong Qi and blood?

But the method of blood sacrifice to nourish the sword does not only consume effort.

The so-called "sacrifice" naturally refers to "sacrifice". Since it is a sacrifice, it is natural to offer "sacrifices".

As for the sacrifices for flying swords, in addition to blood, there is also spiritual consciousness, or "spiritual power"-when writing runes, you need to be highly focused, concentrate on your fingertips, and integrate spiritual consciousness into blood ink, so every time you write a rune There will be a lot of spiritual power integrated into the runes and absorbed by the flying sword.

Ni Kun wrote over a hundred runes in one go, and even with his strength, he inevitably consumed too much and felt extremely exhausted.

The temples were throbbing constantly, bursting with pain.

"Today can only end here. If this continues, it will not only be exhausted, but will really be 'disturbed'!"

Resolutely stopped writing runes, Ni Kun didn't dare to try to contact Feijian's mind and spirit again, so he put away Feijian directly, recited Bingxin silently, and nourished his mind.

After silently nurturing for a while, until his temples stopped throbbing and hurting, and the feeling of fatigue and dizziness in his head gradually eased, he just exhaled a long breath, rested for a while, and then stood up, ready to go back to catch up on sleep.

Calculating the time, the sky should already be bright at this moment, Zhu Yuyan should have woken up, and he can sleep soundly and soundly.

Pushing the bicycle out of the secret room, to the first floor of the small building, it was already bright daylight.

Outside the small building, there was also the sound of fists breaking through the air.

Ni Kun threw the bicycle into the living room, walked to the window and looked out, and saw Zhu Yuyan wearing a neat bunt, her long hair tied into a high ponytail with a red scarf, practicing boxing in the open space in front of the building.

That heroic, neat appearance, how can there be the slightest aura of a demon girl?
She is clearly a sassy heroine.

Ni Kun didn't bother her either, and didn't greet her until she finished practicing a round of boxing:
"I'll go back and catch up on my sleep. If I'm not up at noon, Yuyan, go and wake me up again."

Without waiting for her to respond after speaking, he went straight back to the bedroom upstairs to catch up on sleep.

Ni Kun's exhausted energy from raising Feijian hadn't been fully nourished, and he slept so deeply that he still didn't wake up naturally at noon.

Zhu Yuyan had to perform her duties, follow his instructions, and wake him up.

The way it wakes up is a bit special.

"..."

Ni Kun raised his body slightly, lowered his gaze, glanced at Zhu Yuyan who was bowing her head to wake her up, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, thought for a while, and lay back down again.

Anyway, it's lunch break, so just lie down a little longer.

At the same time, the Western Regions.

In the Dunhuang county government office, a girl dressed as a man was sitting in the county magistrate's study, bowing her head to the desk, writing something quickly.

When the pen was running, a handsome man with a slender figure, brocade clothes and sable fur, holding a folding fan, who looked like a rich and noble grandson, entered the study room and said excitedly:
"Miss Min, Your Majesty has already decided to take Guanzhong first before the Li Clan raised his troops to seize Chang'an!
"Therefore, on the tenth day of the first lunar month, we will swear to the East. First take Chang'an, then go down to Hanzhong, and recapture Bashu. When the old frontiers of the Great Qin Dynasty were fully recovered, we will prepare our army for war, and then go east to Hangu to regain the world! "

The girl in men's clothing frowned, opened her bright black and white eyes, and glared at the handsome man sullenly:

"Who is your sister Min? Ouyang Ke, show me some respect!
"This official is the Great Qin 'Zhisu Neishi' appointed by His Majesty, and is a state official at the level of Jiuqing.

"Although your uncle Ouyang Feng is a 'Weiwei', he is only ranked among the nine ministers with me.

"You yourself are just a young official, how dare you treat me lightly?"

The handsome man Ouyang Ke laughed and said:

"But Miss Min, my uncle has asked His Majesty for a marriage, and His Majesty said that he can consider it..."

A look of gloom flashed in the eyes of the girl in men's clothing, and she said coldly:
"I haven't agreed yet. Your Majesty has promised that if I don't want to, even Your Majesty will not force me! Your Majesty has a golden word, and once you say it, you are Tianxian. How can you easily agree to marry me?

"Stop talking nonsense, the official is dealing with official business, you get out!"

Ouyang Ke had no choice but to give a sly smile and leave.

Staring at Ouyang Ke's back until he left, the girl in men's clothing threw a pen on the table, leaned heavily on the back of the chair, put her arms around her chest, and snorted coldly:
"This Ouyang Ke, concubine Ji Ruyun, dares to be lustful towards me. It seems that no matter how tight the manpower is in the future, I still have to ask Ah Da Ah Er to take turns to guard the door for me..."

After muttering a few words, she raised her slender fingers again, rubbed the center of her eyebrows, and muttered to herself:

"It took only three months to establish a foothold here. The infantry only collected [-] cavalry, and the cavalry barely made up for [-]. The training is still seriously insufficient, and it is only slightly better than the mob. The food and grass raised are only enough to support the expedition of [-] cavalry for half a year...

"Now it's the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, and the troops will be dispatched on the tenth day of the first month of the next year. It's only half a month. With such a small amount of troops, horses, food and grass, why should we march thousands of miles to attack Chang'an?

"Even if His Majesty has recruited many masters from the Western Regions, in this world, gangs and martial arts people are as numerous as wild dogs, and masters above the first class emerge in endlessly. How can there be no martial arts masters in Chang'an, a major city in the world?
"Chang'an has a cloud of masters, and there are elite soldiers and strong generals guarding the Sui court. With our little force, how can these masters travel thousands of miles and defeat them with one blow?
"Could it be that His Majesty really still has an...undead Qin army?"

The girl in men's clothing pondered for a while, then got excited, got up and left her seat, and was about to go out.

Just took two steps, thought for a while, turned back to the desk, and said to himself:
"In this hellish place in the Western Regions, the strong wind in winter is like a knife..."

He took out the key, opened a dark cabinet, took out a small bottle, unscrewed the cap, and saw that the small bottle contained a fine and white cream like suet.

The girl in men's clothing took out a ball of paste, spread it on her face, and spread it carefully.

It wasn't until the entire pretty face, which was as white as jade, tender as snow, and rosy in the face, was wiped evenly, that the bottle cap was screwed on again, and the vial was put back into the dark cabinet with great care, and locked carefully.

If Ni Kun was here, you wouldn't need to look at the label on the vial, but just look at the bottle itself, and you would be able to recognize what it was at a glance.

It was a bottle of "Yashuang" that he used to use when he was a child...

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)