Ruthless Sword Master Pretty Snake Demon

After nightfall, colorful Qitian lanterns slowly rise into the sky, swaying gently with the night wind like colorful stars.

The soft light they emitted made Star Luo City even more lively than during the day.The aroma of wine and meat is everywhere, and laughter is endless.

Ao Ye was still wearing a mask, and his black clothes were almost soaked in the smell of blood. There were others' and his own.

He strode across the busy street to the narrow and deserted alley in the south of the city, followed the faint light reflected on the floor tiles from the street to the end of the street, then raised his hand and knocked on the left and right The door of the shop with two cages hanging.

After a while, when the door did not open, Ao Ye knocked two or three times and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, I'm here to get the sword."

After a while, I only heard the sound of something colliding inside, followed by the sound of fuzzy footsteps coming from far and near, "Come here, come here."

With a bang, the old man with disheveled hair and some black ash on his face opened the door, and when he saw Ao Ye standing outside, the flattering smile on his face disappeared immediately and turned into impatience, "What's the rush? Even this You don't have any patience, and you still want a good sword?"

"The three-month period has passed." Ao Ye said calmly, "I will take the sword according to the agreement."

The old man sneered, and he didn't humiliate She Yanbai at all, "You are really lucky, little sword cultivator, to be favored by my big monster of the monster race. Otherwise, you would kneel in front of the old man's door for three months. No, even if it is 30 years, this old man will not forge a sword for a nameless little character like you!"

It is not easy to forge a sword, and it is even more difficult to forge a good sword. The old man worked tirelessly day and night to forge a good sword in just three months, and it took almost his life to finish it.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency." Ao Ye untied the plain storage bag at his waist, and put his hands in front of the old man.

It contained the spirit stones that he had won in a life-and-death arena in Xingluo City in the past three months. As for the dozens of storage bags full of spirit stones that She Yanbai threw at him when he left, he was careful. Put it away, and plan to return it in full when we meet again in the future.

The old man glanced at the storage bag in Ao Ye's hand, and the anger on his face faded a little, "This is it?"

"I have asked people in the city, and they said that you will receive 100 yuan of high-grade spirit stones as a reward for making swords." Ao Ye said.

"You're quite a good boy, but the leftover materials are enough to offset the reward, so you should keep these spirit stones for yourself." Although the old man was a little moved, he thought of the old man behind Ao Ye. Yao, he didn't dare to reach out to take it seriously, but the bad emotions accumulated after three months of hard work gradually dissipated in Ao Ye's sincere actions.

Ao Ye thought for a while, and did not insist on letting the old man accept it. Instead, he kept the storage bag together with the one left by She Yanbai and returned it together in the future. Then he said sincerely, "If I meet you in the future I will not forget to give it to you.”

"You have a heart." The old man turned and walked in, and greeted, "Boy, come in with the old man."

The shop was dark, and it was full of messy materials, piled up from the floor to the roof.

Ao Ye was not as short as the old man, and he almost squeezed through the narrow gaps while walking.

After arriving at the innermost hut, I walked down the wooden ladder for a while before arriving at the destination of the trip, which is the place where the old man forged swords—a very spacious underground dark room with a In the furnace with a faint blue flame, a long silver-gray sword was inserted obliquely into the furnace.

The old man walked to the fireside, with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely, "Boy, for the sake of that big monster, and for the sake of your lack of prestige, the old man will give you a choice now."

"I would like to hear the details." Ao Ye's eyes fell on the sword in the furnace that was exactly the same as the Shuanghua Sword, and he couldn't help showing a bit of sadness in his eyes.

The real Shuanghua sword had been destroyed, and even though the newly forged sword was exactly the same, it was not the sword that had accompanied him for many years.

The old man turned around, looked up at Ao Ye, and said solemnly, "Do you want a good sword, or a divine sword that communicates with you and is like a part of your body? If the former, the old man can use that sword now." Take out the sword and let you take it away. If it is the latter, it depends on whether you dare to take the risk and pay some price."

"What price?" Ao Ye said seriously.

No sword cultivator can refuse a sword that perfectly suits him, and Ao Ye is no exception.

The old man pointed his left chest with two fingers, and said with a mysterious smile, "Only the sword that drank the blood of your heart can have a tacit understanding with you. However, this sword needs to drink the blood of your heart to become it. Even the old man can't tell for sure, so you'd better think carefully about whether you want to take this risk."

"I am willing to give it a try." Ao Ye hardly hesitated, and as soon as the old man finished speaking, he decisively agreed.

He will inevitably take risks in his life, if he shrinks back now, what will happen in the future?

Thinking of this, Ao Ye's gaze became firmer.

"What courage!" The old man's smile was a little excited, "I used to forge swords for many people, and occasionally I mentioned it when I was in a good mood. Retreat, for fear of losing my life."

The essence and blood in the heart condense the cultivation base of a cultivator, so he dares to make mistakes, and it is nothing more than someone shrinking back.

No matter how good a sword is, it has to be used with a life.

Ao Ye lowered his eyes, and used his hand to make a knife to cut open the clothes on his left chest and the flesh under it. A spiritual force emerged from his fingertips, penetrated into the depths of his heart, and rolled out three drops of heart essence.

The face under his mask instantly turned pale, and sweat broke out, wet his stern eyebrows and eyes.

He only took three drops for a try, and it worked, he was lucky.If he loses, it is also his fate.

Ao Ye wanted the Excalibur, but he knew that he couldn't die for a sword.

The old man was startled by his straightforward behavior, and quickly pointed to the sword in the fire, and said, "Quickly drop it on the sword!"

Ao Ye dripped three drops of blood on it according to his words, and only heard a sizzling sound, the fire suddenly swallowed the sword completely, and then a lot of white smoke came out.

After a while, before the white smoke had completely dissipated, the old man hurried forward to check, and then said pleasantly, "It's done, it's done!"

His right hand turned into a hand made of gravel, he reached directly into the furnace and drew out the sword, and then plunged it into the cold pool beside him.

There was another sizzling sound and a lot of white smoke, but this time, before the old man took the sword, the sword flew out of the pool by itself.

The moment the water broke, the water stains disappeared from the sword in an instant, as if it had never entered the water.

There was a hint of surprise in Ao Ye's eyes. He hadn't imprinted the new Shuanghua sword with his spiritual sense, nor injected spiritual power into it. It was just a thought in his heart, and the sword moved.

"Try to see if you can let this sword enter your body!" The old man clenched his fists, his face flushed with excitement, "Think about it, it's not a cold sword, but your flesh and blood. Your flesh and blood have returned to your body!"

Ao Ye closed his eyes and imagined as the old man said. The Shuanghua sword kept trembling in the air. After a while, it melted from the tip of the sword until it became a silver-gray streamer, shooting straight at Ao Ye's chest turned into a silver-gray pattern like a frost flower at the place where the heart's essence and blood were drawn.

The old man clapped his hands and laughed, jumping up and down like crazy, "Great, great, the old man's dream for many years has finally come true, this method really works, hahaha..."

Ao Ye opened his eyes, saw the old man overjoyed, and suddenly realized something, "You lied to me?"

He was willing to give it a try for a possible divine sword, how could others not dare?A journey of cultivation is to swim against the current. There may be cowards, but most of them are those who are willing to ignore life and death for an illusory opportunity.

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly, with a little guilt between his brows and eyes, he took a few steps back, quietly took out the magic weapon to save his life behind his back, and said with a sneer on his face, "Look, you don't lose if you succeed, and you just lose if you don't succeed." Just a few drops of blood."

"How many people have you cheated?" Ao Ye thought, and the Shuanghua Sword appeared on the old man's neck in an instant, not giving him the chance to use the magic weapon to escape.

The old man was a little flustered, but he still smiled on his face, pretending to be calm and said, "Well, there are not many, just four, five, six, seven or eight. In fact, the old man also repaired the swords for you. Once it is done, you will have it later." A divine sword. I think, you know a divine sword better than the old man, what does it mean to you sword cultivators."

"You shouldn't be deceiving." Ao Ye said expressionlessly, "If you speak bluntly, I will try it with all my heart and blood."

The Shuanghua sword moved away from the old man's neck. Before the old man could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the Shuanghua sword hanging on his precious stove. ! Xiao Jianxiu, if you dare to touch the old man's stove, the old man will definitely fight you desperately!"

Ao Ye pursed his lower lip, looked at the old man's frightened and angry expression, and suddenly guessed the real reason why he was deceiving, "First, you want to see if your so-called method of casting the divine sword is true or not, and second, Is it to feed your stove with the heart and blood of others?"

Seeing that Ao Ye guessed the truth, the old man said bluntly, "So what, isn't a divine sword worth waiting for a few drops of your blood? If not, the sword made by this old man is also one of the best in the upper world. Not bad again!"

"I don't like people lying to me." Ao Ye turned and left.Once again, he deeply realized that both the upper realm and the cultivators in the upper realm were far more sinister than he had imagined.

The Shuanghua sword left the stove, and when it flew towards Ao Ye, it chopped off a large strand of the old man's hair.

The old man looked at the hair that fell by his feet, reached out and touched his head, and there was a large piece of it, and he was even more angry than when he thought Ao Ye was going to destroy his precious stove, "Stinky boy! Don't let the old man see you again!" you!"

And Ao Ye walked out of the dark alleys where even the light of Qi Tianlantern could not illuminate, and walked all the way to the outside of Xingluo City.

But at the south gate of the city, I bumped into a group of familiar people, and heard some slightly familiar words.

"Hey, lose money! If you don't pay, you don't want to leave today!"

"If you don't have a long eye and broke our things, you have to lose money, at least a thousand low-grade spirit stones!"

"I think you should be a disciple of Qingyun Sect, right? If you don't pay for it, we'll go directly to your sect to ask for it, and see if you can afford to lose this person!"

Hearing the words "Qingyunzong", Ao Ye's heart moved, and he walked over quickly with his sword in hand.

The author has something to say: 1. Ao Ye: I don't like others to lie to me. (ps My wife doesn’t count, she understands everything)

2. Good night, I was so sleepy and hopeless all day today, I couldn’t tell whether it was the result of staying up late last night or the vaccination (I can only say that I didn’t close my eyes when I stayed for observation, QAQ, at six o’clock I rushed to queue, it was really hot and sleepy...)

3、感谢在2021-07-1323:53:55~2021-07-1423:52:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 18159243, 1 passerby;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Lianchao and Sakura; 535967973 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!