Supreme God of Creation

"Oh...oh...oh, gosh, was it me who hit him just now?" Liu Hu asked in surprise, his mouth curled into a circle.

"Well, what you just ate was Huiling Pill, which can provide spiritual power for one hour, and after one hour, you will be back to normal." said Mr. Ou.

Huiling Pill is a third-grade pill. No matter whether a cultivator or a martial artist, taking one pill will give them spiritual power for an hour. Also, when a cultivator's spiritual power is exhausted, taking one pill can instantly restore their spiritual power, so this kind of pill is very rare.

"Senior, do you have another hundred or eighty? I can definitely scoop out all the water from the Yaochi." Liu Hu was full of expectations and shameless to the extreme.

"One hundred and eighty pieces, do you think they are candies? No, not even one." Old Master Ou had a look of disappointment on his face, and was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"Mr. Ou, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's my fault, please calm down. This Kaishan Fist is good, I'm looking at the sword manual now, you take a rest first." Liu Hu hurried to please him. If the old man got angry and stopped guiding me or helping me to break through, it would be a big loss.

Night Shadow Sword Manual, Liu Hu picked up the book and saw that it still had illustrations. Good, I like books with illustrations. Seeing the words will make me sleepy, Liu Hu. This is like a sleepy man meeting a pillow. Sword manuals need to be understood. Just swinging the sword is useless. This sword manual also has three moves. The first sword is to draw the air as the god, condense the sword as the soul, and there is nothing in the eight directions. This is called the human sword. The second sword is to condense the mind as the god, and the mind as the sword. The eight poles are vast, which is called the earth sword. The third sword is the sword of heaven and earth, and the people and the earth respect the sky, which is called the sky sword.

"Oh." Liu Hu was confused, but he didn't care and just followed the illustrations in the sword manual. He did it right away, and when he stood up, he found that he didn't have a sword! "Mr. Ou, do you have a sword? Give me one to try."

"Swish." Old Master Ou did not say anything and continued to lie on the recliner. A sword flew to Liu Hu and stuck steadily into the ground. Then Old Master Ou said one word, "borrow." Old Master Ou, who was very frugal with words, was unwilling to say another word because he was afraid that this guy would get angry again.

"How stingy! Would a swordsmith master be short of a sword?" Liu Hu whispered to himself.

"I heard it!" Old Master Ou responded, then carefully squinted his eyes to secretly watch how Liu Hu was practicing his sword.

Liu Hu was too lazy to care about him and started practicing on his own. Since the effect of the pill he had just taken had not yet ended, Liu Hu practiced the sword with great vigor. "Paint the sky as the spirit, condense the sword as the soul, and there is nothing in the eight directions. Rise." Liu Hu held the sword to his chest, waved the sword as momentum, and pointed the sword in all directions. In a short while, the sword wind became the intention, and the sword intention took shape. He swung the sword, and several basin-sized trees beside him fell to the ground.

Old Master Ou, who was pretending to sleep, was not calm now. Is this still a human? Liu Hu thought it was okay, the power was okay. In fact, Liu Hu had no idea that even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage might not be able to take this sword. This was a temporary effect after taking the elixir. If it was swung by a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, a cultivator of the same level would surely die if he did not have a magic weapon to protect his body. Liu Hu thought it was okay, but the requirements were a bit too high! Fortunately, this idea only appeared in Liu Hu's mind. If Old Master Ou knew about it, he would be so angry that he would bleed.

The second sword: "Concentrate your mind into spirit, and concentrate your mind into sword, and the eight extremes are boundless." Then Liu Hu still followed the moves in the sword manual, but he felt powerless. There was no change at all, and it felt like his body was drained of energy. So he wanted to try again.

"Okay! Don't force yourself to practice the second and third swords. Wait until you have a breakthrough in your physical condition. You can use this sword first. The name of this sword is Qiye. I made it myself, and it is a top-grade weapon." Old Man Ou stood up and said proudly.

"Qi Ye, what a great sword! Thank you, Mr. Ou, for the sword." Then he ran to the side to continue practicing sword.

"It's a loan, it's a loan, not a gift." Old Ou roared angrily. Liu Hu, however, was waving his sword in a haze, not listening to anything. No, no, just a monk chanting sutras.

"I know you heard it, it's time to go back." Old Master Ou called again

Liu Hu stopped the sword in his hand and walked towards Mr. Ou.

"Mr. Ou, please teach me how to fly a sword!" Liu Hu said

"No, you don't have the cultivation base now, so you can't control the sword. You have to wait until you come back from the Hidden Mist Forest and break through your physical condition. Let's go back. I think your Kaishan Fist and the first sword of the Yeying Sword Manual are enough to go to the Yaochi to fetch water." Old Ou said, and then summoned the flying sword and took Liu Hufei back to the yard.

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"Brother, you're back!" Lei Bao had been waving his big sword in the yard and practicing kung fu. When he saw Liu Hu coming back, he stopped the sword and went to greet him.

"Yes." Liu Hu replied

"Go, call the young lady." Old Master Ou instructed the servant next to him. "You can go to the Hidden Mist Forest tomorrow. Nana knows the specific address. These two are storage magic weapons, a necklace and a ring. The space is the size of a room. You and your brother each have one. The ring is for your brother, he is a warrior, and you use the necklace."

"Wow..., a storage magic weapon, thank you, senior!" Lei Bao was so excited that he almost forgot to thank him. Liu Hu didn't care, because in Liu Hu's concept, shouldn't this thing be readily available? It's all because of the novels, but Liu Hu didn't know that the world of cultivation is the same plane as the earth, and there are cultivators on earth, but Liu Hu just hasn't met any. If a storage magic weapon is in the world of cultivation, it's really not a rare thing. Any immortal can refine a handful, but the grade is different. The high-level storage magic weapon is as big as a football field.

"Second brother, is it necessary for you to be so excited? It's just a storage magic weapon. You should know that Mr. Ou is a sword-making master. Master, don't you understand?" Liu Hu felt that Lei Bao's expression was a bit embarrassing. Mr. Ou, who was standing by, was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It's true that I am a sword-making master, but you have such an expression when I gave you a storage magic weapon. It really makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Brother, you don't know that this thing is so hard to come by. Only the elders of the big sects have it. Ordinary disciples can only use storage bags, and the space is only the size of a jar. This storage magic weapon given by the senior must be protected well. This is a treasure that makes people jealous." Lei Bao said with understanding, and continued to fiddle with the storage magic weapon, like a child who got the toy he had always dreamed of. He even forgot to drip blood to recognize the owner.

"Really? Isn't this something that can be found in abundance in the world of cultivation? How can I use this?" Liu Hu asked in confusion.

"Drop your blood to acknowledge me as your master." Lei Bao didn't even look at Liu Hu, his eyes were fixed on the ring, as if he was dreaming, afraid that he would wake up if he looked away. "Oh, drip your blood to acknowledge me as your master." Lei Bao suddenly realized and quickly dripped his blood to acknowledge me as your master.