Fairyland Sunshine

Chapter 33 Yinzi Master

Three days later, it was late at night.

Xu Heng rarely meditated, but he unsheathed his sword and laid it in front of him. He raised two fingers with all his concentration and slowly placed them on the sword body.

Along with his movements, a touch of flowing gold appeared, and he penetrated the long sword with his true energy, imprinting complex lines on the sword.

It is the true energy that is used as the pen and the medicinal gold that is used as the ink. It is necessary to draw the magic talisman on the sword body, making it a talisman.

This is a very labor-intensive thing. You need to watch and listen to it all the time, focus on it, and be in harmony with your spirit until the entire talisman is outlined. There can be no mistakes.

Otherwise, not only will all the previous efforts be wasted, but also because the medicine has been refined into it, it will affect the direction of the true energy, and this long sword will no longer be able to be refined into a talisman.

Xu Heng was doing his job carefully, when suddenly, the sound of drums and suona trumpets came from outside the window. The noise was loud, getting closer and closer, becoming more and more intense, and almost broke his concentration.

Fortunately, in the past three days, Xu Heng had already rehearsed several times, and he was already familiar with the outline of the talisman. His fingertips were steady and did not move at all. As he quickly gathered his mind, he completed it smoothly and in one go.

Within three to five breaths, several intricately intertwined talismans were completely placed on the sword body.

After completing this step, Xu Heng felt refreshed and realized that he was almost done, and he didn't have time to pay attention to where the noise was coming from.

Next, you only need to use the refining method to drive the medicinal gold into the inside of the sword body, and the talisman sword will be completed. Compared with drawing the talisman, this is just a matter of time and effort.

Xu Heng worked hard, and soon he was done. When he looked at the sword body, the talisman had disappeared, and the frost had completely recovered. However, as soon as he channeled his true energy, several gilded rays of light were faintly revealed.

Xu Heng flicked his sword finger lightly, and the long sword flew out quickly, accurately flying into the scabbard on the wall. With a slight move of his sword finger, the long sword clanked again, unsheathed and flew into Xu Heng's hand. The buzzing echo in the air has not completely dissipated yet

"It's done." A faint smile appeared on Xu Heng's face and he nodded secretly.

As his cultivation progressed, his true energy became stronger, and the operation of his spells also improved greatly.

Like the object-dispelling technique, if he uses it, everything within a radius of dozens of feet can be used like an arm. The power of the transportation technique is even more amazing. As long as Xu Heng is willing, he can pull out even towering trees from the ground. He can also exert huge force to lift anything like an arrow from the string and launch it. Going out will definitely be much scarier than any hidden weapon...

Now, he has refined the object-repelling technique, transportation technique, and air blade technique into the sword body, turning it into a talisman sword. Although it is far from being called a flying sword, it still has the ability to be called a flying sword. Somewhat like.

Xu Heng's fingertips brushed over the sword blade again, with a strange look in his eyes.

This long sword was casually given to him by Taoist Liu. In the world, it is a magical weapon that blows away hair and cuts iron like mud. But in Taiguang Mountain and in the Xuanwei Sect, it is nothing more than a weapon. Mortal things that no one cares about have no names.

But now, this long sword has been refined into a talisman by him, and it will also be his protective magic sword in the future.

Xu Heng pondered for a moment and said to himself: "From now on, you can call it 'Mingwo Sword'."

The Mingwo Sword was just a talisman, and it was a brand new achievement. Naturally, it had no spirituality and could not respond to the sword's cry. However, Xu Heng saw his own eyes on the sword and felt that he had received a response.

Xu Heng's thoughts and true energy moved together, and he put the Mingwo Sword back into the scabbard again, and then he got up from the couch. The noise just now not only did not stop, but became more and more intense, with gongs and drums, wind instruments and singing, all kinds of messy tones mixed together, in this late night, it really gave people a weird feeling.

Before Xu Heng approached the window, the window sash opened naturally with his movement. The wind outside the building blew in a burst of mist, which hit his face and made him feel a slight chill all over.

Xu Heng squinted his eyes and looked out, only to see a cold and cold wind blowing on the lake. In the night, there were more than a dozen figures floating towards the lake.

"Is this...?" Xu Heng felt even more weird. He subconsciously summoned his energy, strengthened his eyesight, and looked into the lake. He finally saw it clearly.

The dozen or so figures turned out to be sinister paper figures. Each of these paper figures is over a foot tall. Their bodies are thin and swaying, but they can play gongs and drums, play the flute and sing. The eight in the middle are actually carrying a shoulder cart!
There was a figure sitting on the sedan chair with a big horse and a golden sword. That figure was wearing a hat and had his back to Xu Heng. Xu Heng could not see his face clearly, but for some reason, a similar person emerged in his mind.

"A disciple of the evil sect, the ancient Daozang——"

"——Master Yinzi!"

Xu Heng suddenly felt like a flash of lightning passed through his mind, and he finally figured out something he had been confused about for a long time.

He, Xu Heng, was about to start refining Qi and knew little about cultivation. Naturally, there was no need to say more.

Pan Laodao was just a Xuanguang monk living in the mortal world. He had some evil practices and did some evil, but he was not filled with demonic flames.

Ke Da from Moyun Mountain didn't know what his abilities were, but a flying boat with only one or two levels of earth-shaking magic weapon could make him proud, so even if he thought about it, he wouldn't be that powerful.

Even if these three people were added together, how could it be worth choosing Chen Taichen to arrest and interrogate them personally?

Among the four of them, the only one Chen Taichen really wanted to catch was the mysterious 'Yinzi Master'.

And this Master Yinzi came to Yingzhou to open up the disciples of the evil sect of the ancient Daozang!

Xu Heng couldn't help but fell into deep thought, but he didn't realize that he had been staring at the paper man team for a long time. Suddenly, on the stand, the figure who might be the Yinzi Master suddenly turned around.

"Not good." Xu Heng suddenly felt frightened and subconsciously hid behind the window, but through the wall, he felt like two eyes were fixed on him like cold electricity.

Xu Heng's face condensed slightly, and the Ming Wo sword came out of its sheath with another clang and fell into his hand. At the same time, another golden aura faintly floated out from his waist.

Time seems to be stretched out for an extremely long time, making it difficult to tell how long it has passed. Is it just a few thoughts? Or has a moment passed? Or unknowingly, the moon has set and the sun has risen, and the sky has turned white?
Xu Heng could only hear the sound of his own breathing. He tightened the sword in his hand. When he finally couldn't hold it in any longer, it was like the tide receding, or like a poisonous snake slowly swinging its body and retracting into the cave. , that cold feeling slowly receded until it disappeared.

"Huh..." Xu Heng suddenly let out a long breath and realized that his back was soaked with cold sweat at some point.

"Master Yinzi..."

(End of this chapter)