"So, you're really an immortal. Mo Yi looked at the immovable Blood Sword on the table and said.

In the bamboo house, Venerable Qingxuan sat on the side drinking tea, and the blood sword was suppressed by her with supreme power on the bamboo table, but her arrogance still did not reduce by half a point. Mo Luoxue and Mo Yi stood on the side of the bamboo table and watched the bloody sword that kept scolding the street, both of them looking curious.

"! you kid is actually shouting! bastard thing!" the bloody sword cursed at Mo Yi, "It's just a sword cultivator, a manly man actually does these insidious and cunning things!

"Phew, it's not the person I called, and why don't you say that you're an immortal weapon and still bully the small?" Mo Yi patted the hilt of the bloody sword and said.

"This sword does not contain an alien soul, its own spiritual consciousness is the sword fetus for a long time, full of spiritual energy and blood storage, and the general heaven-level magic weapon will have a chance to produce a certain spiritual sense, but it can only be as ignorant as a newborn child. Venerable Qingxuan put down the teacup and said softly.

"That's nature, Uncle Ben is a fairy weapon, how can it be compared to those scum and garbage, the heaven-level magic weapon that you little girl said is the Ding in your garbage heap, no wonder there are so few words, I don't pay attention to it when I look for it." The Blood Sword muttered.

"......" Hearing the Blood Sword call himself a little girl, Venerable Qingxuan glanced at the Blood Sword and raised the finger holding the teacup slightly, and in an instant, the entire sword body of the Blood Sword was bent by a stream of blue light.

"It hurts, it hurts, damn it, stop! it's going to break!" the bloody sword cried out for mercy for a moment.

"The immortal weapon will also break?" Mo Yi poked the straight sword body of the Blood Sword and teased, "It can't be a parallel import, right?"

"Your uncle, what would it matter if I was in my heyday, and I would be able to kill all the immortals!!!

"Then how do you recover to your heyday?" Mo Yi scratched the back of his head and asked, if the Blood Sword could recover to the power of the former immortal weapon, it would probably be of great help to him to break into the abyss of the Ten Thousand Worlds in half a year.

"Boy, don't think I don't know what your idea is~!" The tone of the blood sword suddenly became unkind, "Even if I recover my heyday, the first one will cut you down! Besides, you can't help me restore my heyday, the resources of the immortal cultivation world are too poor, where can it compare to the immortal world." "

"Teacher!

Venerable Qingxuan slightly pressed down his palm, and the hilt of the Blood Sword was almost bent to the bamboo table table by the blue light, and the sword body was also stretched into an arc, and the Blood Sword immediately cried and called out to his mother.

"Don't don't, I'm wrong!

Venerable Qingxuan glanced at Mo Yi, Mo Yi nodded, and the blue light that oppressed the Blood Sword disappeared in the next moment, and the body of the Blood Sword instantly bounced back to straight.

"It's tough. Mo Yi flicked it and said, "Say, how can you restore the original state of the immortal weapon." "

"Hmph......" The Blood Sword snorted twice before he spoke, let me restore the power of the immortal weapon, I need to bathe the blood of powerful creatures and devour treasures, such as a few tons of mending stones, concentrates, and multicolored rocks. "

"It's all ......," Mo Yi subconsciously turned his inquiring gaze to Venerable Qingxuan.

"What this sword says is rare and strange, such as the Mending Heaven Stone, which is rumored to be a rare stone left behind by Nuwa's repair of the Thirty-Three Outer Heavenly Vaults, which is unimaginably hard, and the weapon is sharp enough to tear apart the small world. Historical records record that a Tiantian Stone once appeared in the world of cultivating immortals, causing countless sects to fight regardless of constraints, and finally the Tiantian Stone disappeared in the battle. Venerable Qingxuan lightly opened Sakura's lips and explained slowly.

"One more ton, I'll ton your sister, isn't the stone of Nuwa mending the sky turned into a monkey, where is your turn to eat." Mo Yi flicked the hilt of the Blood Sword and reprimanded.

"Hmph, I said that you are barren in the immortal world, you still don't believe it, in the immortal world, these stones are used to pave the ground!" said the blood sword with a stinky appearance.

"Do you use monkey skin to pave the ground in the immortal cultivation realm?" Mo Yi spat out a groove that the blood sword couldn't understand.

"Either you can use me to kill a few immortals to quench your thirst, or you can also kill a few demon beast supremes, so that I can also speed up the recovery of the power of the immortal weapon. The Blood Sword snorted.

"Tsk......" Mo also had a headache, "What level are you at now?"

"Uncle, I'm an immortal weapon! If I hadn't been asleep for too long, who would be able to lower me in this immortal cultivation realm! Don't compare that garbage to me!"

"To say or not to say?" Mo Yi threatened, and the Qingxuan Venerable on the side took a sip of spiritual tea and glanced at the Blood Sword with beautiful eyes.

"Hehe! Of course I said!" the blood sword was spineless, "Uncle, I am at most a magic weapon of the lower grade of the ground level now." "

"The most high-grade Xuan-level. Venerable Qingxuan saw through the little lie of the Blood Sword at a glance and said lightly.

"Yes. Mo Yi patted the hilt of the bloody sword, "This sword will be used by Mo Luoxue, my heartless master strictly forbids me to use weapons other than this broken wooden stick." "

"Don't look down on your wooden stick, this thing has been polished a few times by Uncle Ben, and it won't be small if you think about it, but it's too ugly, not as handsome as Uncle Ben. The Blood Sword praised Mo Yi's black wooden stick very unexpectedly, but it was damaged before he could say a word.

"Oh?" Mo Yi took out the black wooden stick from the Dongtian Xuanjie and looked at it twice with a suspicious expression, "What is the origin of this broken wooden stick?"

"This is what your master brought out of the endless deep sea, and there is a lot of things inside. Venerable Qingxuan looked at Mo Yi and said, "The 'lock' of this weapon has been loosened, and when the time comes, you will naturally be able to get a glimpse of its full appearance." "

"There is a Qiankun ...... inside" Mo Yi stared at the black wooden stick for a while, and finally threw it back to the Dongtian Xuanjie casually, "Teacher, can you give this sword a ban (Zhao Hao)? "

"Yes. Venerable Qingxuan pinched the Dharma in his right hand, and the mana converged and circulated between his fingers, and a mysterious Dharma seal gradually appeared in the air.

The bloody sword got goosebumps all over his body and yelled, "What the hell! stay away from me!"

Venerable Qingxuan directly ignored the shouting of the Blood Sword and slapped the Law Seal directly on the body of the Blood Sword, and the Law Seal was naturally imprinted on the Blood Sword, and a majestic force restrained the Blood Sword to death.

"Pluck him. Venerable Qingxuan turned his head and instructed Mo Luoxue on the side.

"Yes. Mo Luoxue immediately stepped forward and reached out to hold the hilt of the Blood Sword, and the magic seal on the body of the Blood Sword instantly spread, and in an instant, the hilt was connected to Mo Luoxue's wrist.

As soon as Mo Luoxue's heart moved, the blood sword immediately shrunk to only one finger wide and sank into the back of her hand, becoming a tattoo-like mark on the back of Mo Luoxue's hand. _

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