Chapter 2193 Drinking blood
Chapter 2193 Drinking blood
As long as we preserve the original Dao rhyme of the broken sword, we can find a way to slowly restore it.
In this way, you can find an opportunity to obtain Pei Qianshan's top swordsmanship.
According to Chu Mo, Pei Qianshan was the only opponent recognized by Emperor Qiheng. They had once fought head-on and unleashed an unparalleled sword power that was enough to force even the ancient emperors to avoid it, causing some injuries to Emperor Qiheng.
However, it was also because of that duel that Pei Qianshan exhausted his vitality, died, and was buried in a corner of the long river of time. He was recently encountered by Chen Qingyuan.
"Think about it more carefully."
Chen Qingyuan valued this broken sword very much, hoping to use it as a guide to obtain Pei Qianshan's inheritance. This kind of Taoist inheritance from a top-level existence is of inestimable value.
While figuring out how to preserve the remaining charm of the broken sword, he waited for the beauty to finish.
The two were not far apart and could feel each other's breath fluctuations.
An Xiruo seemed to have endless motivation, and her speed in handling things increased significantly, her movements were quick and decisive. Her thoughts were clear now: resolve this matter as quickly as possible, and then go find Chen Qingyuan.
With the intervention of An Xiruo, the emperor of the time, the riot caused by the rupture of the divine bridge was visibly controlled, and according to the current trend, it would be quelled soon.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
An Xiruo was dealing with the riotous power of rules every moment, but there was no trace of fatigue on her face. Instead, she looked radiant and energetic.
First of all, her strength has improved significantly.
Secondly, the person she was worried about, Chen Qingyuan, was right beside her, and her heart was filled with a warm feeling of happiness.
"It will be soon. In five years at most, the situation will be stabilized and will not deteriorate."
The universe was so vast that An Xiruo couldn't possibly resolve the chaos in all regions. She only needed to control the majority of the prosperous areas, and the balanced order would naturally radiate to the surrounding areas.
When An Xiruo first tried to resolve the matter, she felt under tremendous pressure, as if she was being targeted by countless murderous intentions. Any carelessness would lead to trouble, so she had to be extremely careful in her actions.
By now, she was obviously not struggling as much and was doing it with ease.
In an independent space nearby, Chen Qingyuan was concentrating on studying a difficult problem: how to preserve the remaining charm of the broken sword.
After Chen Qingyuan's painstaking research, he finally made progress.
"This thing actually sucks blood!"
Chen Qingyuan was surprised.
During this period, many methods were tried.
For example: using a wisp of soft rhythm from the imperial weapon for nourishment, condensing different degrees of sword intent rules, the pure precious liquid of the best spiritual essence, the juice of the best Taoist medicine, and so on.
It's useless and a headache.
There was really no other way, so Chen Qingyuan forced a drop of blood from his fingertips and let it fall onto the broken knife.
I thought it was a futile effort, but I never expected that this drop of treasure was instantly absorbed by the broken sword.
The residual aura on the broken sword was obviously stronger and no longer so weak.
The traces of vicissitudes on the blade have also been reduced a little.
Even if it was not his own lifeblood, it still played a significant role in Broken Blade.
If a certain amount of life essence and blood is required for nourishment, Chen Qingyuan would never do so. The cost is too high.
"It's a very simple method. Why didn't you think of it at the beginning?"
Staring at the slightly changing broken sword, Chen Qingyuan said helplessly. Then, a joyful smile bloomed on his face.
I feel particularly relieved after solving the problem of the broken sword.
Take out a pot of fine wine and have a few drinks.
"If you drink my blood, you have to listen to me from now on."
Chen Qingyuan stretched out a finger and tapped the broken knife lightly, causing it to emit a crisp sound. The lingering sound lasted for several breaths.
Broken Blade had no right to refuse, and besides, it had a slight affection for Chen Qingyuan. After all, if it hadn't met Chen Qingyuan, the lingering charm of Broken Blade would have been erased by time and reduced to nothingness.
Afterwards, Chen Qingyuan gave Duan Dao a few drops of precious blood.
No matter how much blood is lost, it will not have any effect on Chen Qingyuan's body.
The reason why we don't give Canglan Knife too much blood at one time is because we are afraid that it won't be able to bear it.
Furthermore, in the process of slowly nurturing the Canglan Sword, one can cultivate good feelings.
Only with deep friendship can things not be wasted.
"The damage to the Zijun Sword can never be completely repaired. This is a bit troublesome, alas!"
The Zijun Sword has a deep bond with Chen Qingyuan, having been damaged during his campaign many years ago. A closer look reveals a slight crack on the blade.
Repairing the imperial weapon is not an easy task.
In addition to rare materials, it also requires the help of a top-notch weapon refiner.
Although Chen Qingyuan knew several top weapon refiners, he was still not able to repair imperial weapons.
The one in Fucheng did have a slight possibility. After all, many years ago, that old man repaired Chen Qingyuan's silver spear and later started the battle in the Jinxue Forbidden Zone.
Although the silver spear is extraordinary and its sturdiness is not inferior to many imperial weapons, it is not contaminated by the rules of imperial patterns after all, and the difficulty of repairing it is far less than that of imperial weapons.
"You'll have to wait a little longer."
Chen Qingyuan took out the Zijun Sword and stroked it gently.
Zheng——
The Zijun Sword trembled slightly a few times, indicating that it didn't care.
Of course Chen Qingyuan has to pay attention to this kind of thing.
In the following days, Chen Qingyuan nourished the Canglan Sword with blood every day, and was trying to figure out how to reach the peak of the ninth step.
……
Time flies, and several years have passed.
Whoosh——
A strong wind blew, causing the boundless sea of fog in the ninth heaven to churn violently.
The violent wind carried the imperial pattern of the extreme way, tearing through billions of miles of sky, and continued to spread, affecting an increasingly wider range.
Chen Qingyuan, who was in an independent space, noticed it at the first moment.
Such familiar fluctuations in rules clearly showed that An Xiruo had finished her work.
Without any hesitation, Chen Qingyuan shattered the restricted space with a flick of his sleeve, and immediately looked towards the place where An Xiruo was originally, but did not find the figure in red.
Just as Chen Qingyuan was about to use his spiritual sense to conduct a detailed investigation, he smelled a faint fragrance.
Glancing sideways, An Xiruo was already beside him.
An Xiruo released her magical powers and rushed towards Chen Qingyuan as fast as she could. She said in a gentle and sweet voice, "Brother."
Chen Qingyuan walked slowly towards An Xiruo. His usual stern look was gone, replaced by a gentle expression: "You must be tired!"
If anyone saw Chen Qingyuan's expression, they would be horrified.
Similarly, An Xiruo put aside her aloof and distant demeanor, her bright eyes filled with tenderness. She removed her veil, revealing a beautiful face, her skin smooth and delicate, almost as delicate as a baby's.
Because she carries the position of enlightenment, no matter how reserved she is, it is difficult to completely conceal her dignity. Her every move and gesture exudes a sense of majesty that transcends all living beings.
Facing the myriad creatures of the universe, she is the almighty empress. When she is with Chen Qingyuan, she is a charming beauty with tender eyes.
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