Rebirth of Love First

Soldiers can be used as temporary containers for the soul.

Su Zui picked up the dagger, and there was a strong force in the dagger immediately, he frowned slightly, and after thinking about it, he inserted it directly into his waist, and nodded slightly to Li Luo: "Thank you very much." Huidi walked out of the bedroom and flew towards the direction of the back mountain, and the figure in the robes quickly disappeared.

Li Luo stood at the door of the bedroom and looked at the white figure going away. He knew that not only would he not be able to keep his son, but at the same time it would be impossible for him to have this man anymore; What's more, if something happened to him, the Hongran country would definitely take the opportunity to attack Yinye, and the two big countries would be out of control if they quarreled.

He has always loved Su Zui, and it has never changed... So now, he can't do anything, he can only continue to stay in this lonely place... Maybe he can only rely on the memories of the past for the rest of his life, right?

Su Zui jumped up lightly, and flew towards the temple on the back mountain of the palace... With the Leng Yue Shengong, he didn't even need to use toe relay, he only needed to gently flick the crotch in the gap between lifting the air and jumping. The strong wind brought by the sleeves of the clothes can provide the body with the strength to maintain the upward movement, and the movements are soothing and graceful, and soon landed gently from the mid-air at a height of tens of meters.

His breath was restrained and his movements were light, until he landed in front of the huge white temple, a group of guards and slaves suddenly found out and surrounded him. After seeing who was coming, they immediately knelt down and shouted "Long live His Majesty the Silver King" Su Zui waved his hand indifferently, and ordered someone to call Yin Yueyue to the tomb of the former king, and he went there first.

Yinye is a special place. After a hundred years, the kings are gathered together and placed in one place. The tomb of the first king is the place where the coffins of the silver kings of all dynasties are enshrined, and it is a forbidden place in Yinye; not far behind the tomb of the first king is a valley. The place where the silver kings of all dynasties practiced the Lengyue Divine Art was listed as a double forbidden place; there is also a small cave in the valley that is a retreat place, which is a triple forbidden place.

The mausoleum of the former kings is an extremely huge cave, inside which are 31 silver coffins arranged neatly, among which the coffin of the greatest founding emperor of Yinye is placed on the highest platform in the middle; There are long burning lamps and a row of various weapons used by the silver kings of the past dynasties.

"See Your Majesty." Yin Yueyue came quickly, still looking so cute and cute: "What does Your Majesty want to do with your majesty?" I have been annoyed by that dead Han Yi these days, that guy is very cute Noisy, stalking you like a fly all day long; at this time, you just happened to be entangled and couldn't get away, and there just happened to be a slave who reported that King Yin was looking for him, although he didn't like coming to the mausoleum... But at least this Side no noise.

Su Zui pulled out Run Yu: "There is a primordial spirit residing here, and now this king needs to remove the protection of dragon energy from him and then destroy him." Removing the dragon energy that Yanger relies on for survival, his primordial spirit can be easily released. God dissipated.

Yin Yueyue is a person selected to come here in the 21st century. It has been 10 years since he came here...but his body has not grown up, and he still maintains the appearance of 13 years old; since he came here, he found that he can communicate with so-called ghosts and the like , So I became a priest who specialized in this profession as a matter of course, and I was not without depression... But I really had no choice.

He immediately felt the dragon's breath in the dagger... he knew that it was a member of the royal family, but he knew what to ask and what not to ask, so he simply said: "Your Majesty, this primordial spirit is not yet alive, and he is staying in the divine soldier again." Absorb blood energy, and still have the protection of dragon energy... The protection of dragon energy is a natural reaction, this is not within the scope of meddling, this matter... I am sorry for my incompetence."

Su Zui frowned and grabbed the dagger in his hand—that's right, the dragon spirit of the former king was to protect the souls of the royal family members by himself, and Yang'er is now growing stronger day by day with Runyu's help...I'm afraid it will be done soon Possessing a human body, taking back his own body is even a trivial matter... Yuanshen comes and goes without a trace, there is no way to catch it, what should I do? ?

Thinking of the problems that Mingming might face, Su Zui almost crushed Runyu... Impossible, the material of Runyu is special, there is no way to destroy it... How can I get rid of the current problem...

Well, I have already participated in the competition in June, but the frame for casting has not been displayed yet, it should be refreshed in two hours, please wait for a while before casting, hold on steady

(34) Suspension plan

Su Zui's heart sank, and he stared fixedly at the exquisite dagger that was constantly beating in his hand... This dagger is so beautiful, like a piece of hazy jade; but what is hidden in this beautiful hazy thing will threaten his precious life s things.

If Mingming is really squeezed out of his body by Yang'er... Mingming, who has nothing to rely on, will inevitably be dissipated; without Mingming, what will he do? ?

No... Mingming is too important to him, just thinking about Mingming's disappearance just for a moment... His heart really hurts, contracting and churning like he is about to die—just like this It's unbearable to think about it... What will happen if things become real? ?He could hardly imagine his own reaction.

"Is there a way to temporarily seal him?" Su Zui suddenly raised his eyes.

Yin Yueyue tilted her head and thought for a while, her black and watery eyes scanned the entire cave, and finally stopped at the entrance of the cave, her eyes lit up: "That's right!" He pointed to the huge white stone wall used to seal the mausoleum , and swept to the various weapons on the sacrifice that had been silent for many years: "Drop down the broken dragon wall... Then use the power of the weapons of the previous kings to suppress this dagger so that he can't use the dagger temporarily...should be able to trap him the goal of."

"It's a pity that it's just a temporary measure." Su Zui put the dagger on the altar and placed it among the many ancient weapons: "But let's calm down for now." it, otherwise the contents can come out."

"Your Majesty understands," Yin Yueyue nodded: "Although there is no blood to guide it, it can't come in and out completely...but it will be able to rush out without relying on blood in half a month. Your Majesty should hurry up and think about it once and for all." way."

Su Zui nodded knowingly, and then walked outside while exhorting: "No one is allowed to approach the tomb of the former king within half a month." After speaking, he and Yin Yueyue left the tomb of the former king and slapped the mountain wall again according to the method of entering. On the ground, the unique internal strength and delicately calculated strength vibrated to the ingenious mechanism inside, and a white stone wall with a height of 50 meters and a thickness of more than 3 meters slowly descended, sealing the entrance of the mausoleum.

Countless vines crawled from all directions, covering the entire stone wall in a short time, completely covering the entrance.

"Respectfully send off Your Majesty." Yin Yueyue half-kneeled and respectfully sent Su Zui away; Su Zui nodded and got up from the ground with a flick of his sleeves, flying lightly into the air... Then he looked at a certain corner, narrowed his eyes, and walked without pausing Quickly headed towards the bedroom.

A tall, thin man with short hair slipped out from behind the side railing, and watched Su Zui's figure leave gracefully and gracefully with his mouth wide open: "Wow!! What kind of stunt is this??" Cute priest: "Come and listen to me, Yueyue!"

Yin Yueyue turned coldly: "If you want to die, keep pestering me."

"We came from the same place anyway...don't be so indifferent"

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Su Zui rushed back to the dormitory as fast as he could, and when he entered, he saw several neatly packed boxes.

His baby eyes looked out of the window without blinking, although he didn't show it, but he was obviously overthinking and troubled; he tilted his head slightly, resting his head on his left hand, unconsciously tapping the empty teacup with his right fingertips , It's completely out of mind.

Su Zui's heart ached for a while, and he made a silent movement to stop the guards at the door and Qi Qi from passing through, walked around the screen from the door, and then walked gently behind Fang Ming and hugged her and him fiercely. Taking advantage of the situation, Fang Ming sucked his white and thin earlobes; Fang Ming was startled, his pupils shrank instantly, and his whole body trembled... He was frightened with pride and let out a scream of shame and sternness: "Haha!"

Seeing Fang Ming's big reaction, Su Zui patted him on the back both funny and distressed: "It's me, it's me." Fang Ming turned around and sighed, then poked Su Zui's face and raised his eyebrows: "I know it's me!" You! It's just that you didn't react."

Su Zui sat down and smiled softly: "There will be a small banquet to welcome Yin Yu in the evening. First, send someone to deliver the things to the mansion. After the banquet is over, we will go back to the mansion to rest." Fang Ming jumped up suddenly, his face full of surprise. Pointing at the smiling Su Zui: "You...you want to go there too??"

Su Zui held the white finger in front of his eyes and pointed at himself, and habitually pulled it to his lips to caress. His deep and slender eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, and he even teased a little: "Obviously, you thought I would lose Will you be one? We will not be separated again, remember... I will not leave you alone like before, absolutely not..." At the end, he lightly "chirped" on the fingertips, satisfied Watching the baby tremble slightly.

Fang Ming was really surprised... He thought that Su Zui would let him go away for a few days, and then deal with the matter; but he didn't expect Su Zui to follow him out: "You are the emperor, it's very important to go out casually, not long ago There are still people who assassinate you... you should stay in the palace." Fang Ming didn't smile, but seriously asked: "I appreciate your kindness, I am not a child who needs to be accompanied all the time, I really don't want to It's necessary... ah"

Su Zui yanked Fang Ming's arm with his hand, and Fang Ming immediately fell into his arms; he adjusted Fang Ming's posture so that he sat sideways on his lap, gently wrapped his arms around him and rubbed his pink-tender The tip of his nose: "Don't worry, who is your father?? I am the number one master of Yinye for a hundred years≠ Said, I just travel secretly, when someone finds out that I am not in the palace every day... Our troubles have been solved, You can move back to the palace."

Looking at his gentle eyes, Fang Ming was absent-minded for a moment, but his face didn't show it, and he hugged Su Zui and smiled loudly as he said: "Yes! How could I forget that my father is the most powerful person?" Are you done??" After speaking, he smacked Su Zui's plump lips jokingly, the voice was so loud that Qi Qi who was beside him jumped.

Su Zui couldn't fail to see the worry hidden in Fang Ming's heart, he suddenly stopped smiling and hugged Fang Ming tightly without saying a word, buried his head on his neck and breathed his warm breath fiercely; Fang Ming didn't say anything , just hugging Su Zui tightly in the same silence, the two of them sat quietly like this for quite a while.

"By the way, teach me martial arts... Is there any quick fix?" Fang Ming suddenly remembered this, and excitedly kept sitting on Su Zui's lap and straightened up: "Why can't I, who have practiced for decades? No, it's too troublesome."

Su Zui looked at him with a smile: "Didn't you feel any changes in yourself these two days? Slightly...different from usual?"

Fang Mingzai thought about it carefully: "Well... I didn't feel so sore when I got up today, and then..." He remembered that when he got up in the morning to catch the Liuli fruit that Qiqi accidentally dropped, it was completely different from before. His reaction speed: "By the way, today I found that my reaction speed is very fast. And when I dodged Li Zhanlan's cloud boat, I also jumped far away." When Li Zhanlan's cloud boat hit, my unconscious One jump... Later, the visual distance was at least 5 meters, and now I think about it... What a great jumping power!

"Your body is not so sore, it's because when I took a bath yesterday, I used your true energy to swim your body to soothe your muscles and bones. Of course, half of the reason is that the last time I used my true energy to swim your body during the day, it was successful. Drive the internal force circulation in your body."

Su Zui put his hand on the dantian of Fang Ming's lower abdomen and gestured: "I guided the internal force in your body, condensed them and flowed with my unique internal force, and created an endless cycle of internal breath in the dantian. The way the flow circulates is in line with my inner breath."

"Why didn't I feel...ah, no, I have a little inexplicable feeling..." Fang Ming cried out, "But I don't know...well, maybe it's my psychology..."

Su Zui smiled: "In more professional terms, your internal energy has now been successfully operated according to the unique method of the Yinye royal family, and I am already your master. This internal energy is called the Lengyue Divine Art."

(35) Preoccupied Dinner Party

"Lengyue Divine Art..." Fang Ming repeatedly chewed in his mouth excitedly: "Lengyue Divine Art...what a cool name..." Then he smiled and held Su Zui's hand and shook it: "Dad ...How powerful are you? This Leng Yue Divine Art sounds very impressive...Let's hear it..."

Su Zui looked at Fang Ming's appearance and burst out laughing: "Hehe...Lengyue Divine Art... It's not an exaggeration to say that it is the number one martial art on this floating continent. You can see its power beyond time and space." Then he tapped Fang Ming's forehead with his finger: "It's not difficult to practice, but it's difficult to understand and practice its profound meaning. But you..."

Fang Ming quickly asked: "What about me?" Su Zui smiled: "Originally, Yang'er's body inherited his own characteristics, and he is indeed a rare martial arts prodigy, but he is narrow-minded and obsessed... There is no way for such a personality. Integrating high-end martial arts, you can only waste a pair of good bones." Then he brushed Fang Ming's radiant eyes lightly with his big hand: "But mine are obviously different... No, you couldn't do it a few years ago."

Fang Ming pondered for a while: "I couldn't do it a few years ago? Why can't I?" He tilted his head: "Is it because I'm too extreme? Too crazy? Bad mentality??" Because you don't want me..."

"That's right." Su Zui smiled slightly, and sighed lightly, brushing Fang Ming's long, cool hair down his neck: "Excessive mentality... fluctuating, too much resentment... standing still. If you are still that young With a frivolous and unruly personality, I really dare not let you practice martial arts, lest you go crazy." Then hook Fang Ming's chin: "The most important thing is that your previous physical foundation is too poor, and your weak meridians can't bear it at all. With huge internal strength, if you force yourself to practice, your meridians will burst and you will die."

Speaking of the body, Fang Ming just remembered... He has almost completely forgotten the weakness he used to have... Now he is sincerely grateful for Su Yinyang's body - such vitality and lightness... As long as you close your eyes, that kind of The full-full power surging from within seems endless... This feeling is really good, like the old and decayed self has been weathered into dust, and then the new self stands up from the ruins , a fresh green glowing with infinite vitality.

Seemingly seeing the joy in Fang Ming's heart, Su Zui smiled and patted his shoulders: "Obviously I have been reborn, I can do things that were impossible before, I can put aside all worries and concentrate on enjoying my father's love, are you The true pride of heaven, I will slowly guide you in martial arts, and I will definitely make you a master beyond your father."

Fang Ming also smiled——Actually, these are secondary things. A place with you...is already my paradise.

Soon it was time for the dinner party, which was not too big and was held in the garden.

During the banquet, Fang Ming and Li Shilan sat at the same table. At first, they thought that bickering would be inevitable when sitting with this pretty little chili pepper, but this little guy was unexpectedly quiet all night... and even kept eating and drinking uncomfortably. Occasionally he caught his gaze, but he would definitely look away quickly.Fang Ming already had enough headaches because of the lingering Su Yinyang, so he didn't care about Li Shilan's abnormality, and ate and drank on his own.

Everyone else at the banquet was drinking high-quality fine wine. The two minors, he and Li Shilan, could only drink fruit wine with unclear ingredients. Fang Ming walked out of the noisy hall halfway and ran to the edge of the cliff to get some air; as soon as he sat down on the rock, he felt someone following him.

"Come out." Fang Ming rolled his eyelids, looked at the boy who came out of the flowers with raised brows, "Why are you following me? Are you really in love with me?"

Li Zhanlan gritted her teeth and hopped her feet: "Who is following you??... I... just come to get some air!" Then she stood there blushing and hesitated for a while, then came to Fang Ming and sat down, twisting her head awkwardly On the other side: "Hey! You...are you...really obsessed...have you forgotten a lot of things?" Then he turned his head and glanced at Fang Ming's deep eyes shining brightly in the night: "The old Don't you...don't remember anything?"

Fang Ming pursed his lips and thought for a few seconds, raised his head and raised his eyebrows with a half-smile and said: "Is this... of course it is true. Not always... Sometimes I will be very clear-headed, and sometimes I will be very confused... For example, when I first saw you at noon You, I really couldn't recognize who you are."

Upon hearing this, Little Pepper jumped up immediately: "You!...don't recognize me?? Then you bully me like that calmly??" His face turned even redder...

Fang Ming approached this little thing with a smile: "Maybe I'm used to bullying you... If I don't bully you, it feels like something is missing." After he finished speaking, Li Shilan blushed and muttered: "You...you haven't changed at all, even this word is the same as before..."

same as before? ?Fang Ming was a little surprised and displeased: "What I said just now is the same as what I said to you before?" How is it possible... Will he be the same as that guy Su Yinyang? ?

"Yeah...you used to love to bully me, and you always said that you would feel uncomfortable if you didn't bully me..." Li Shilan looked at Fang Ming, pouted and complained: "Really...you got mad and forgot everything The person, who has not forgotten to bully me... What a born bastard"

Suddenly it was mentioned that he said the same words as the former Su Yinyang... Fang Ming was a little unhappy, he became sullen, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up!!" Then he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, unwilling to speak anymore; Li Shilan flattened his mouth He stood up, flicked his sleeves and left with a grunt.

Fang Ming quietly sat on the rock with his legs crossed and looked down at the cliff. The night breeze was very refreshing, and the flowers seemed to have fallen asleep. The upper part of the spray scattered over Fang Ming's head, and sprinkled down the dark cliff bottom in the night; Fang Ming lived in the shadow of the flowers, lying on his back safely on the rock.

The noise was near and far away, Fang Ming gradually became a little dizzy...

(36) Sword Spirit

"Ding..." Fang Ming opened his eyes with a crisp sound like pearls and jade, and found a white jade wine jug on the side of his head.

So he turned over and sat up, looking at Su Ming who was holding another jug ​​of wine and drinking with his head up, he picked up the jug and sniffed it up to his nose while laughing, "Don't be some sweet fruit wine... um... ok Fragrance..." Then he cheered up, took a big sip, ignored the liquid running down his chin, and gave Su Ming a thumbs up with his eyes squinted with a smile: "En! Good wine!! You are very interesting!"

"This is only one pot, if there is more, the Lord will scold me." Su Ming smiled slightly, and took out another plate of side dishes as if conjuring, which seemed to have been sneaked over from a banquet; the two of them hid in this small Enjoying the tranquility in the shadows, chatting without saying a word.

Until about half an hour later, Qi Qi called anxiously with crying voices: "Your Highness...His Royal Highness Eleventh Highness" Listening to this tone, Fang Ming guessed that if he didn't show up again, this little guy would definitely cry. So he left the flagon and walked out of the flowers with Su Ming and brought Qiqi back to the banquet.

The boring banquet didn't last long, and it broke up after less than an hour. Fang Ming took Qi Qi, accompanied by a team of guards by Su Ming, out of the capital city to the mansion in the capital city. It looks like less than 40 minutes, not very far.

According to Su Ming, there are 3 mansions in the capital for the princes of the past dynasties to live in before they were entrusted to the king. The "Shanyu Pavilion" is the closest and largest to the palace.

It is said that Su Yinyang has been living here since he was 15 years old and lived in the palace according to the custom. It has been more than two years now. Four streets away from Shanyu Pavilion is the son-in-law mansion of Cheng Wei, his wife. Su Yinyang sister, 4th Princess Su Pianpian.

It seems that Queen Liluo really loves his two children, and placed them in the place closest to the royal city, so that they can meet and take care of each other. Thinking of this, Fang Ming was a little touched——I didn’t expect that the royal family would also There is such family affection... In the Fang family in the 21st century, except for his father and aunt, Fang Ming did not experience the love from any of his family members, especially from his mother...

He suddenly envied Su Yinyang a little bit, not for anything else, just because he had a "mother" who loved him so much, even though it was a man...

"Welcome Your Highness back home." After being in a daze for a while, she had already arrived in front of the brightly lit gate. A woman in a blue robe about 20 years old bowed her body to lead the crowd to greet her. His body looks like... the whole person is as cold as a orchid under the moon.

This should be the woman that Su Ming mentioned to him on the way, when Su Yinyang left the palace to live here at the age of 15, the queen appointed him to teach him housework skills... Later this woman became the steward of Su Yinyang's mansion; It is said that she is very capable and well-organized inside and out, but she is a bit indifferent. Seeing her today, she is indeed as beautiful as the rumors say.

"I've been working hard for Hanyu these few days when I'm not here." Fang Ming said lightly, and Hanyu also responded lightly: "Your Highness is serious, it is Hanyu's duty to take care of the house chores for His Highness." Then he said very familiarly He stretched out his hand to untie the belt for Fang Ming, took off his cloak to keep out the cold at night, and put it away.

"His Royal Highness King Min will stay at the mansion for a while, Hanyu, send someone to tidy up the room and entertain you." Fang Ming ordered, and then pointed to Qi Qi: "This is the servant I begged from my father. Son, from now on he will serve me personally, and I will pack a room outside the courtyard of the king for him to rest. The boxes on the carriage are filled with rewards from the palace, and they will be moved into the courtyard of the palace. , be careful."

Only at this time did Fang Ming remember that someone who came with him was still in another sedan chair... So he returned to the door and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair with his own hands while smiling: "Young Master Chu."

The sky above the silent courtyard is full of stars, and there are still faint traces of clouds in the middle of the sky.

"Should be coming soon..." Fang Ming sat on the stone table in the middle of the yard, looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "It's been two hours... He should be done with his work..." Everything is settled. Well, to be honest, this mansion is really nice, although it is smaller than the palace, but everything is available, even more comfortable than the palace, he likes this mansion a little bit.

"My lord will come when I finish my work." Su Ming, who was waiting with him, comforted him, and then Fang Ming straightened up as if he remembered something: "Su Ming... I obviously didn't see you with a sword last time, what did you use? Cut the Red King's neck? Do you have any other weapons hidden on your body??"

Fang Ming grabbed Su Ming's sleeve with great interest and looked left and right, then reached out and touched his waist a few times. After finding it, he smiled and touched Su Ming with his shoulder: "Hey... I didn't see it, You look pretty strong!"

Su Ming dodged helplessly, untied the snow-white long sword at his waist and pulled it out. The shining blade was shining brightly. He gently pressed the tip of the sword against the table with his backhand, and the blade showed a slender and curved arc: " My Forbidden Sun Beastmaster is originally a soft sword."

He picked up the hilt and pressed it somewhere, and the white hilt fell off, revealing another thin hilt wrapped in white cork inside.

"This way..." Su Ming wrapped the sword around his waist lightly: "Hiding it in the belt, it becomes a hidden soft sword. When you use it, you pour true energy into the sword, and the hardness and softness of the sword Then I can control it."

Fang Ming admired the man's look, and applauded with a smile: "Ah! Awesome!!" He reached out to touch him, but Su Ming quickly stopped him, saying that the sword was a double-edged sword, and he was afraid of accidentally injuring him. So Fang Ming had no choice but to give up and picked up the snow-white scabbard to start researching. His fingers gently brushed the scabbard inch by inch, which was as warm as ivory, and the black tiger on it was exquisite and lifelike... and then...

"Ah..." Fang Ming was startled suddenly, he threw out the scabbard reflexively, and stared blankly at the motionless white on the ground; Su Ming asked, "What's wrong?!" Fang Ming pointed at the scabbard on the ground in disbelief. Swallowing his saliva, he stared at Su Ming with wide eyes: "It...it licks me! What is that?? That tiger actually licks my finger??"

Su Ming also stared wide-eyed, picked up the scabbard, and looked at the black tiger above in disbelief—indeed, the position of the black tiger had changed... His line of sight had also changed to look directly at the outside world... He looked at Fang Ming looked terrified in the cloud, and laughed: "It seems... my sword spirit seems to like the young master very much, it should be showing favor to you, it's okay."

"Sword Spirit?? What??" Fang Ming held his finger that had been licked and rubbed it with lingering fear, and then wiped it on his clothes.

Su Ming saw Fang Ming's bewildered and cute expression of panic, and laughed: "Spirit is the soul of a weapon. A sword has a sword spirit, and a knife has a sword spirit... Every weapon has a corresponding spirit. Only a weapon with a soul can communicate with its master and exert its greatest force. This spirit is my sword spirit, the Beastmaster."

"Does everyone have it? Everyone with a weapon??"

"This is not necessarily the case. Martial spirits are refined from human souls. The requirements are very strict, so there are very few weapons that truly possess spirits."

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(37) The Beginning of the Path of Comprehension

"What are you doing?" A gentle voice sounded, and the two turned their heads at the same time.

A tall man in black slowly fell from mid-air, his long-haired belt fluttering; he retracted his arms, and the golden translucent feathers were tucked into the cuffs, and then he landed lightly and walked towards Fang Ming and the others. With the hilt disassembled, he shook his head: "Obviously, are you playing with Su Ming again?"

Fang Ming shook his head excitedly: "Where is it?" Then he carefully picked up the scabbard: "This is a sword spirit? Why can it move??" Just as he picked it up, the black tiger on it seemed to be alive again. The scabbard moved.

"The spirit of a weapon is refined by the soul of a person. A weapon with a spirit can communicate with its owner, and it also has many characteristics that can be expressed like a living thing." Su Zui picked up the scabbard and touched it. Heihu, Heihu immediately lay down like a kitten with its belly up, Su Zui smiled: "Here, just like this △ The basic soul of the refining spirit must have a close and inseparable connection with the owner of the weapon. It also requires a strong will and the blood of killing."

Su Zui pointed to Su Ming: "Su Ming's Beastmaster is very famous in the five countries. His sword spirit is used as the basis for refining and refining. There are a total of 5 souls, all of whom are loyal soldiers who have followed him for many years and died in battle just now. , they were willing to go into the furnace to forge a sword for him, and thus made Le the unprecedented Beastmaster. If Su Ming's skill is 12 points, then when he picks up the Beastmaster, his skill will be magnified to more than 10 points."

"That's right!!" Su Zui suddenly became excited, and grabbed Fang Ming: "There is a way!!"

Su Zui's solution is to use Su Yinyang's soul to cast Fang Ming into a martial spirit. Of course, his soul is closely connected with Fang Ming's current body, and he himself has a strong will to kill countless people... It is really amazing to use it to cast a spirit. It couldn't be a better choice. From a certain point of view, casting a martial spirit is more humane than breaking him up.

"But..." Su Zui frowned again with worry on his face: "I can only seal Yang'er's soul for half a month, and if you want to cast a spirit, you have to do so within half a month, but your current skill... ...Even if it is cast into a spirit, if it cannot be suppressed...he may force the primordial spirit out of the body."

"That's it..." Fang Ming murmured, and then grinned nonchalantly: "Try it, if you haven't tried it... who knows the result??" He tried to reach out and touch the scabbard on the tiger.

"The silver snake whip presented by His Majesty Hongwan last time is a suitable weapon." Su Zui patted Fang Ming on the shoulder: "In the early years, the monarch of the Hongran Kingdom traveled long distances to the legendary higher island floating in the sky to find He bought the precious silver snake, which is invulnerable to fire and water, highly poisonous and ferocious, he brought the silver snake back to Hongran, soaked it in a special medicinal solution... and finally made a soft and flexible silver snake whip."

"Ah??" Fang Ming covered his heart timidly: "Then... the whip is made of a real snake? No wonder it's so scary... How did they make the snake's body dead but not stiff?" Then he finally realized Seeing the biggest problem, he stared in disbelief: "A suitable weapon... Do I want to use that??!! No, no, no... definitely not... I'm afraid of snakes..."

Su Zui remembered the time when Fang Ming was tortured by his cousins ​​with snakes that had their teeth pulled out when he was a child... It was so funny and heartbroken, he burst out laughing: "Obviously...it's okay, it's just the snake after treatment, yes Dead things. Even if it's a real snake... there's nothing to be afraid of, trust me, Dad." As he spoke, he gently stroked Fang Ming's vest to express his comfort.

"En..." Fang Ming shook his head vigorously: "No... Really not... I really can't accept that thing..." He looked at Su Zui expectantly, and then looked at Su Ming: "Can't you just find another weapon? You don’t have to use it, right? Please…” Put your hands together in a sincere prayer: “As long as it’s not this snake-like whip… anything will be fine…”

Su Zui and Su Ming shook their heads at the same time, causing Fang Ming's heart to fall all the way to the bottom; he scratched his hair and groaned irritably, "Everyone has weaknesses, right?? I'm afraid of snakes... just afraid of snakes..." Then he looked at Su Zui in frustration: "Dad... I was scared out of my mind that time... It's not that easy to overcome."

"You yourself know that it's a psychological shadow, and it's not easy to overcome...but it's not impossible." Su Zui rubbed the top of his hair: "Since it's your weakness, try to improve it...Facing it directly, you will always be able to overcome it." The important thing is... the silver snake whip is the only weapon that is both precious and suitable for our Lengyue Divine Art.

"So... I can only get used to it?" Fang Ming sighed helplessly: "...Okay, I know...I'll try...try my best..."

He said he would do his best...but Fang Ming never thought that what he was going to do was so difficult...

"Obviously, I originally wanted to let your body gradually adapt to the circulating internal breath, and with my daily help, your internal strength will increase unconsciously..." Su Zui placed one hand on Fang Ming's vest, Holding his shoulder with one hand, he said, "But half a month later, we will refine the Whip Spirit for you. Without a certain level of internal strength, you can't control the Whip Spirit...so we must speed up the process now."

"Are you going to tell me next--it will be difficult and painful, but as long as you persevere?" Fang Ming turned his head back and said mischievously, "I can even guess your lines..."

The cynical look made Su Zui laugh for a while, and he pointed his finger at his forehead: "Yeah, you're the only one who is smart!" Then he straightened his face and stretched out his hand to straighten Fang Ming's shoulder: "Okay, don't make trouble, I'm going to start.