Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 1280: Refining Swords into Silk
Although the Chu State is powerful, this is the Great Zhao State, and the Xieyue Taoist Temple has deep roots in the Great Zhao State. It is not afraid of anyone except the Great Zhao court.

Of course, if Xiang Qin can't stand the punishment from Xieyue Temple, he can leave, and Xieyue Taoist Temple will not hold him back. However, Xiang Qin's plan to contact Princess Zhao is likely to be ruined.

According to information from spies in the Xieyue Taoist Temple, Xiang Qin has several brothers in the State of Chu who are eyeing him covetously and waiting to compete for the right to inherit the throne. Now Xiang Qin urgently needs to find a powerful helper, and the State of Zhao is Xiang Qin's target.

In Zhao Chuyan's small building, Zhao Chuyan spread out the True Dragon Picture in front of her and was meditating on it. Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and the maid's voice was a little anxious: "Princess, you asked me to pay attention to the news of Cui Yu. Just now, there was news that Xiang Qin went to cause trouble for Cui Yu and broke all the bones in Cui Yu's body. Now Cui Yu is lying on the bed and his life is hanging by a thread. I heard that Cui Yu is about to die."

"What!!!" Zhao Chuyan was shocked when he heard that. He stood up suddenly, quickly rolled up the True Dragon Picture, opened the door and walked out: "Is what you said true? Have you checked it yourself?"

"This matter is definitely correct. I have already confirmed it with the disciple who was on duty that day." The little maid's voice was full of seriousness.

"Xiang Qin!!!" Zhao Chuyan's face suddenly turned ugly when he heard this: "Where is he now?"

"I was sent to mine as punishment by the elders!" said the little maid.

Zhao Chuyan hurried all the way to Cui Yu's residence and saw Cui Yu lying on the bed and two elders with sad faces beside him.

Zhao Chuyan went forward to check it out herself. After confirming the injuries on Cui Yu's body, she gritted her teeth and said, "What a cruel method! They want to torture him to death!"

"Princess, don't worry. I have already given him a precious medicine. He will be able to walk in about three days and should wake up tonight." Elder Xu said.

"That's good. Elder, please use some good medicine. Tell me what herbs you need. Don't let him get sick." Zhao Chuyan told Elder Xu, then walked out angrily: "I'm going to settle accounts with Xiang Qin. How can we allow him to be so arrogant on the territory of our great Zhao Kingdom?"

In a mine in the back mountain

Xiang Qin was carrying ore with a sad face and cursing loudly. Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the princess of the Great Zhao Kingdom, Zhao Chuyan, came flying in the air: "Xiang Qin!"

Zhao Chuyan's figure was like willow catkins, floating down onto the rock, staring at Xiang Qin with eyes full of rage.

Seeing Zhao Chuyan, Xiang Qin was overjoyed and said quickly: "Chuyan, are you here to see me? I was wronged. Please explain to the elders for me. I was really wronged."

"Wronged? Could it be that Cui Yu would break his own bones and muscles and put his life on the line just to accuse you?" Zhao Chuyan's voice was cold. The next moment, two plain white silk threads flew out from his sleeves and swept directly towards Xiang Qin.

"Chu Yan, what are you doing? Even you don't believe me? Who am I to lie for a slave?" Xiang Qin panicked when he saw the flying sleeves of flowing clouds and quickly turned into a golden body to resist.

However, the flowing cloud sleeves were originally very soft, and the cold air brought by the Supreme Nine Transformations of Yang God Technique was just enough to restrain his golden body. In addition, Xiang Qin did not dare to really fight with Zhao Chuyan, lest he really angered the princess of the Great Zhao Kingdom and ruined his marriage, so he could only beg bitterly.

In Cui Yu's dormitory
The snake skin shed by the celestial-level python was certainly not an ordinary medicine. It helped Cui Yu's bones and muscles recover extremely quickly. By the evening, Cui Yu had woken up, and his bones began to itch and heal.

"Cui Yu, I heard that you were seriously injured by Xiang Qin?" At this moment, Liu Bang's voice was heard outside the door.

The two elders had already left at this time, and Liu Bang walked in from outside the house in a casual manner, holding a food box in his hand.

Cui Yu said unhappily, "How could Xiang Qin hurt me? I was just practicing a magical power and accidentally lost control, causing myself to be injured. This is a wonderful misunderstanding, but neither I nor the elders have any intention of clearing up the misunderstanding. It would be good to teach Xiang Qin a lesson."

"That's right. If Xiang Qin had this ability, he wouldn't have been beaten to a pulp by you last time." Liu Bang thought it made sense. He took the food box and placed it in front of Cui Yu's bed. He took out the four dishes and one soup inside and said, "What magical power did you cultivate to hurt yourself like this?"

Cui Yu was about to speak when Elder Xu's voice rang out from outside the door: "What are you asking about all day long? Mystical skills are the foundation of a person's life, how can you ask about them?"

Elder Xu strode in, scolded Liu Bang, and drove him away.

"You drove Liu Bang away, how am I going to eat dinner?" Cui Yu rolled his eyes while lying on the bed.

"I'll feed you." Elder Xu said with a smile.

As he spoke, he picked up the braised pork and stuffed it into Cui Yu's mouth: "You seriously injured yourself because of practicing sword-making into silk, right?"

“Does the elder know?” Cui Yu paused while eating the braised pork.

"Your wounds are all filled with sword energy, how could they be hidden from my eyes?" Elder Xu looked at Cui Yu and said as he picked up the braised pork.

"Why didn't the elder testify for Xiang Qin?" Cui Yu was stunned.

"Why should I testify for Xiang Qin? Xiang Qin has repeatedly made things difficult for you, and I'm worried that I won't have a chance to deal with him." Elder Xu said as he picked up a piece of pork elbow and stuffed it into Cui Yu's mouth:
"The sword-making skill of refining the sword into silk is a magical power of the sword, especially since it is only an incomplete magical power. How difficult is it to deduce and complete it? And why are you so anxious to practice it like this? Don't be so reckless in the future. There are many disciples in our Taoist temple. You can find someone to test yourself. Why put yourself in danger?"

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. I have already deduced the formula behind refining the sword into silk." Cui Yu said with a smile.

He knows that if people want to gain support from others, they must demonstrate their value.

"You've messed yourself up like this, and you still dare to say that you deduced it?" Elder Xu looked at Cui Yu unhappily and didn't believe what Cui Yu said at all.

But just as Elder Xu finished his words, a golden light as thin as a hair twisted out from Cui Yu's sleeve. The golden light silently shuttled through the air, cutting the tables, chairs and benches wherever it passed.

The braised pork in Elder Xu's hand fell on Cui Yu's chest, and Zhao Chuyan, who was walking at the door, stared at the sword thread flying through the air with her eyes fixed, her mouth opened in shock.

Refining the sword into silk is by no means a small magical power, but one of the highest killing magical powers in swordsmanship.

"You...you...you not only deduced the formula, but also mastered it?" Elder Xu was stunned and stared at Cui Yu as if he had seen a ghost.

Cui Yu smiled triumphantly when he heard that, and saw the sword thread turned into a stream of light and retracted into Cui Yu's sleeve.

Elder Xu swallowed his saliva, stared at Cui Yu's sleeve with his eyes, then reached out his hand to touch it, but felt nothing.

At this time, Cui Yu looked at Zhao Chuyan outside the door, but saw that Zhao Chuyan had a strange expression on his face. He asked tentatively, "Am I here at a bad time?"

Elder Xu came back to his senses, pulled back his hand that had been inserted into Cui Yu's sleeve, and looked at Zhao Chuyan: "The princess saw everything."

"I don't want to see that either." Zhao Chuyan sighed helplessly, "I hope you won't kill people to silence them."

"I'm afraid I'm crazy if I kill a princess of a country to silence her." Elder Xu sighed and continued to feed Cui Yu. Zhao Chuyan was beside him at this time, so he didn't dare to ask about the secret formula of refining sword into silk.

"You guys go ahead and do your work, I'll come back later." Zhao Chuyan was a smart person. She glanced at Cui Yu, then turned around and walked out.

When Zhao Chuyan walked away, Elder Xu quickly put down the bowl, walked out the door, looked around, and then returned to the house and closed the door: "Did you really succeed?"

Cui Yu nodded: "I will read the rest of the formula to the elder now."

"No!" Elder Xu shook his head and said, "Be careful, walls have ears. Let's wait until you are better. Let's find a safe place and write it to me."

Cui Yu did not object. Elder Xu said eagerly, "Show me that magical power."

The sword in Cui Yu's spiritual world turned into a sword thread, wandering in the room, which made Elder Xu's blood boil: "What a magical power! What a magical power! I never thought that what the ancients said about refining swords into threads is actually true."

After Cui Yu had mastered the magical power of refining swords into silk, Elder Xu said with a shocked expression, "This magical power is simply the nemesis of all horizontal refining techniques. With this magical power, Xiang Qin will not last more than one round in your hands."

Cui Yu smiled. Refining the sword into silk is one of the sword-wielding methods of killing and refining demons, and it is also the most powerful method.

Elder Xu talked with Cui Yu for a while before leaving with excitement on his face: "I'm going to find a sword. If I want to practice this magical power, I have to find a sword that is worthy of it, so that I can fully develop the power of this magical power."

Elder Xu left and Zhao Chuyan came.

"Have you really mastered the legendary skill of refining sword into silk?" Zhao Chuyan couldn't wait to ask as soon as he walked into the room.

"Didn't the princess see it?" Cui Yu said with a smile.

"It's really beyond my expectation that you can even master such legendary magical powers. I can't believe my eyes." Zhao Chuyan's eyes were full of emotion.

"Do you want to buy it?" Cui Yu looked at Zhao Chuyan and suddenly asked.

"What?" Zhao Chuyan was stunned when he heard that.

"I mean, do you want to buy it? If you want to buy it, I can sell it to you as long as the price is right." Cui Yu looked at Zhao Chuyan with a smile.

He sold the sword-making silk to Zhao Chuyan for his own purpose. As for Elder Xu, Cui Yu had already made some preparations in his mind, and he would just pass on the sword-cultivation technique to him. Of course, the formula of blood sacrifice should not be passed on, as blood sacrifice increases strength too quickly, and people with a slightly worse character will soon fall into the devil's way.

Cui Yu wanted to make a deal, a deal concerning the young lady living at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Chuyan looked at Cui Yu intently after hearing this, and after a long while, he said, "Name a price. As long as you name a price, even if it is 10 million taels of gold, I will never bargain."

"Ten million taels of gold cannot buy the supreme power of swordsmanship." Cui Yu said.

Zhao Chuyan was stunned when he heard this, and then he understood what Cui Yu meant. He stared at Cui Yu with his eyes fixed on him: "Have you thought about it? This is one of the highest magical powers of swordsmanship. It would be a waste of talent to use it to exchange for the poor brother and sister down the mountain. And I can't stop Cheng Yanghou as you think. I can only give him a helping hand at the critical moment."

"That's enough for me." Cui Yu said with a smile.

"Is it worth it? You can have a better life, or even use this magical power to exchange for a bright future." Zhao Chuyan didn't understand Cui Yu's thoughts.

"To me, many things cannot be measured by so-called value. What's more, the supreme magical power of swordsmanship in your eyes is just so-so in my eyes." Cui Yu was telling the truth. He was a quasi-primordial saint, who was about to achieve enlightenment on the great road of reincarnation. Would he take this magical power of swordsmanship seriously? It was a joke!

If he could use his magical powers to exchange for a better life now, Cui Yu would of course choose to exchange without hesitation.

"If you present this magical power to Cheng Yang Hou, the number one swordsman, perhaps your difficulties will be solved, and Cheng Yang Hou will no longer make things difficult for the brother and sister." Zhao Chuyan looked at Cui Yu.

"If I return the magical power to Marquis Chengyang, wouldn't it seem that I'm afraid of him?" Cui Yu sneered when he heard this.

"Aren't you afraid?" This time it was Zhao Chuyan's turn to be surprised. Marquis Chengyang was the number one swordsman in the Great Zhao, and also the Queen Mother's favorite minister.

"Don't be afraid! There is nothing in this world that I should be afraid of." Cui Yu said.

"Aren't you afraid of the court?" Zhao Chuyan saw Cui Yu's casualness and seriousness, and he knew that Cui Yu was definitely not joking.

"Don't be afraid." Cui Yu shook his head.

"What about those innate gods who conform to the laws of Tao?" Zhao Chuyan asked again.

Cui Yu shook his head: "It's just a slightly stronger ant."

"Should I say that you are arrogant, or should I say that you have great ambitions?" Zhao Chuyan looked at Cui Yu with an inexplicable expression on her face.

Cui Yu smiled but said nothing.

"When will you teach me your magical powers?" Zhao Chuyan was already impatient.

"Look at my current condition, how can I teach you?" Cui Yu asked unhappily.

"I have a way. I have practiced a secret technique of the soul, and I can ask you to use your soul to pass it to me." Zhao Chuyan looked at Cui Yu.

Cui Yu was stunned when he heard this: "So urgent? This is related to the soul, and it will go wrong if you are not careful."

"This is one of the supreme magical powers in swordsmanship. If it's too late, I'm afraid you will regret it." Zhao Chuyan said unhappily.

"Princess, please use your secret technique." Cui Yu didn't care. His soul was so powerful that Zhao Chuyan couldn't shake it. He wasn't afraid of the other party doing something. If the other party wanted to do something, they could only harm themselves.

(End of this chapter)