Destiny is ashes

Chapter 46: Taixu Channel Upgrade
The fragments of Fu Xie's sword blade decayed, leaving only the core [Spirit of the Great Dao].

This is actually not a very important matter, because the spiritual soul is the core of the Taoyun spiritual treasure. With the spiritual soul, you only need to find suitable materials in the future to easily reshape the spiritual treasure.

The reason why the sword spirit of Fuxie was astonished was that His original body had already reached the state of [immortality and indestructibility, eternal and indestructible]. Although it had not yet reached [indestructibility] and would still break into pieces, at this point, even if the soul died and went dormant, the spiritual treasure itself would not be destroyed.

But everything turned out to be the opposite. The spirit of the Fuxie sword was intact, but the blade was decayed.

What is even more incredible is that this soul does not contain any memory.

"Someone corrupted my blade and took away my memories!"

This was the conclusion drawn by the sword spirit with almost gnashing teeth: "It must be the trick of those demons. They defy common sense and hold the opposite of the Way. Only then could they do such an incredible thing as not harming my soul and taking away my memory - I must take my memory back!"

"But the problem is, I don't even know what memories I've forgotten!"

The anger of the sword spirit is easy to understand. He was originally incomplete, and he thought that he could become more complete by retrieving the fragments this time, but he found that someone had already cut off this possibility.

"How can I help you?" An Jing asked, his tone as a matter of course.

The other party has helped him so much, it is only natural for him to help the Sword Spirit.

But the sword spirit quickly calmed down: "No. Thank you, An Jing, not now. Go and save your partner first."

"My matter is too big. It must be related to the Heavenly Demon and those ancient catastrophes. If you act recklessly, it may lead to other stakeholders discovering you... We are still very weak, so act cautiously. It won't be too late until you grow up."

The sword spirit is quite rational, and the recovery of the 'Fuxie Spirit' is not useless.

Firstly, more spirits allow Fu Xie to better suppress An Jing's sea of ​​​​consciousness, conceal his breath, and also allow An Jing to better practice the "Pure and Quiet Sword View".

Secondly, the Fuxie Sword's ability to travel to another world has been enhanced.

Originally, when it only had the hilt, the time and space travel of the Fuxie Sword could only last for a few hours at most, and it had to return to Huaixu after a few hours. But now it has been strengthened to a few days.

The length of time traveled has not been greatly enhanced, but the space has been greatly enhanced.

Originally, the landing point of time and space travel was fixed. Wherever you left, that would be the same place you would land next time.

If An Jing was already in danger in the other world when he returned to Huaixu, then the next time he came to the other world, he would still be in that dangerous area.

But now, An Jing can choose to land in any area within a one-mile radius centered on the departure point.

The number of time and space travel has also been increased: originally, the Fuxie Sword traveled through the other world once every few days, but now it travels once every sunrise and moonset.

The reason why it is called 'sun rising and moon setting' is because the Fuxie Sword draws on the 'true meaning of reincarnation' from the rotation of the sun and the moon to travel through. In some small worlds, the speed of the rotation of the sun and the moon is very fast, and the charging speed will also become faster.

At last……

"I can barely be used as a weapon to subdue demons and evil spirits - although it can only be used to kill souls, and the range is not large."

The sword spirit said to An Jing, who had a subtle expression, in a tone of relief: "For so many years, I only had a hilt and almost lost my qualification to be a sword. Now I have regained some dignity."

"This actually... there is no fundamental change, right?"

An Jing commented cautiously, and the sword spirit sighed: "You are a human, you don't understand... I can be used to hurt people. No matter how difficult it is to use, I am at least a weapon, not a decoration."

"Now try to condense the evil sword."

The sword spirit gave a signal, and An Jing circulated his blood energy, and a blood-colored sword condensed in his hand.

The body of the Fuxie Sword in the Divine Sea flickered slightly.

Suddenly, a faint silver light appeared on the edge of the sword.

"This faint light... is a blessing?"

An Jing also felt it, as if the outer layer of the evil sword on his arm had a little more sharpness of the blade, and the sword spirit instructed: "Although I am half-destroyed, the blessing of the spirit can make your weapons and weapon-related magical powers sharper, and can also deepen the damage to evil creatures such as the netherworld demons."

"This is just my most intuitive feeling. My existence is connected to your sea of ​​consciousness, and it may subtly improve your talent for swordsmanship. But your talent is already very high. Even in my era, I have never seen anyone who could cultivate martial arts to such a level at the age of twelve."

At this point, the sword spirit became interested: "Speaking of this, you used the flying sword technique that killed the demon cult owner very skillfully. I remember that this was your first time using it, right?"

"You've achieved such results on your first use. You're worthy of being the one who awakened me. You have a great talent for swordsmanship!"...That was a musket, not a talent for swordsmanship.

Forget it, just let it be a flying sword.

An Jing didn't have the energy to refute this, but when he thought about it carefully, he also felt strange.

For some reason, he was very skilled in using this gunpowder firearm, which made him doubt what he did in his previous life.

——I clearly remember that I am just a martial arts student... Why would I use a gun?

All kinds of martial arts...it seems that guns are not banned?

No, it's the flying sword! Flying sword is part of martial arts, there is no problem with it!
"It's time to prepare for action."

Shaking his head, An Jing regained his composure, turned his head and looked around.

After confirming with the sword spirit that there was nothing valuable here, he immediately and quickly left the hall where the jade color faded and was gradually turning into an ordinary cave.

Using the Xuanbu, An Jing did not go back to Xuanming Manor directly, because there was already a team of red-armored guards guarding it, but they did not dare to go in to search due to the demonic energy.

Avoiding the Red-Armored Guards, he climbed up the sloping cliff, and with the warrior's power that was as strong as a river, he easily made a circle and came to the river at the source of the Hantan Waterfall in the backyard of Xuanming Manor.

An Jing followed the river, the 'escape route' he had thought of, and returned to the back of Xuanming Manor as quickly as possible.

This place is almost unguarded.

The Red Armor Guards were still engaging in street fighting with the Demon Cult guards, and their progress was extremely slow because they did not want to suffer casualties in a meat grinder battle with the Demon Cult, while the Demon Cult mainly focused on stalling for time and did not mind dragging things out.

The two sides fought at the main gate of the manor and the West Mountain Manor, while the East Manor and the back of the manor appeared empty.

"Lucky, the battlefield is not in the east."

After roughly determining the current situation from a high place, An Jing slowly approached Dongshan Farm.

With his attainments in martial arts and his familiarity with the manor, ordinary instructors and guards would have no chance of discovering him, let alone the Red Armor Guards.

While slowly approaching Dongshan Farm, An Jing also sorted out the things he had obtained from the owner of the farm.

The three iron bamboo medicine tubes, according to the sword spirit, are [Soul-Resting Powder] for hypnosis, [Pulse-Severing Powder] for charm - this is the medicine that An Jing was taken before - and [Life-Destroying Powder] for killing.

A jade dagger, not used for fighting, but for rituals.

A small bottle with three pills in it, smelling like something like heart-saving pills.

There are also two crystal jades with translucent edges, a light green gradient halo in the center, and a bright green spot at the core.

It looked quite valuable, but with An Jing's knowledge, he had no idea what it was, nor did he quite understand why the owner of the medicine shop carried these two pieces of high-grade jade with him.

Having said that, An Jing knew very well that this jade was definitely worth a lot of money and it would definitely be a good thing to carry it with him.

"That jade dagger has the 'thought of offering sacrifice to the gods'. It has been imbued with energy for a long time and can be considered a magical tool. It might be useful to carry it with you."

The sword spirit said: "As for the pill, it is a 'Qi-boosting pill' that can stimulate the blood and qi and stimulate the internal breath. Martial artists can use it to restore their internal breath. Even if they don't have any martial arts skills, they can still increase their strength."

"Good stuff. It might be very useful in the battle later."

"As for the two pieces of 'Spirit Jade'... their quality is average, but they can assist in cultivation and can also be used to activate some instruments that only cultivators can use."

"Can warriors use it, too?" An Jing knew that cultivators were 'Qi-refining cultivators', so he asked. After getting a positive answer from the sword spirit, he carefully put away the two spiritual jades.

——Resources for cultivation must not be wasted!
Unknowingly, An Jing had arrived at Dongshan Farm. He was about to climb over the wall to enter the manor, but he stopped abruptly and frowned slightly.

——Someone.

Using the Xuanbu, An Jing leaped lightly to the wall, then crawled silently on the top of the wall, concealing his breath, and looking inside the manor.

Then he gritted his teeth.

Because he saw three members of the Demon Cult holding a dark golden vessel, pointing it at the opened medicine jars, and siphoning the medicinal mud from them!
The red blood and white life force merged into the pink power of blood medicine, and then sublimated in the dish, transforming into crystal clear...blood pills!
(End of this chapter)