Section 49

If Qiu Jiu wants to make the magic soldier of the previous barbarian king submit to himself, he must first understand everything about this magic soldier.

The knife is three feet and seven inches long, with a thick back and thin blade. The whole body is made of ancient black iron, and the knife body is close to the handle, and a word "extinction" is engraved with barbarians. The blade is bright and chilly, but once the magic element is added, the whole body will be red. On the knife body, there is a faint flame dragon flying and flashes.

According to Qingxuan's relay, this knife not only helps the barbarian king calm down the wilderness and unify the barbarian territory, but also helps the barbarian king fight against the great demons. Although the barbarian king was finally defeated and died, the great demon was also seriously injured by the barbarian king with this knife and fled. Before the barbarian king died, he sprayed his own blood on the blade of the magic soldier and condensed into a word "destroying". Then, the barbarian king inserted his knife into the ground and said in a low voice, "Today, I will return my soul to the underworld, leave the knife here, and give it to future generations. If someone pulls out the knife, it is predestined. This knife will definitely help him to cross the world and laugh arrogantly. The swordsman has a spirit, which will also lead to a fast life!"

Qiu Jiu stroked the knife body and silently for a long time. Suddenly, he got up, shook his right hand, threw the magic soldier in mid-air, bounced his left hand, and a drop of blood fell on the blade.

"Boom"

Countless strange pictures suddenly surged in Qiu Jiu's mind - that was the memory of the magic soldier.

Qiu Jiuqiang endured the pain when huge memories poured into his mind and tried his best to familiarize himself with the past of the magic soldier. Just as he tried his best to keep a trace of clarity on the spiritual platform, suddenly, a sense of vicissitudes and simplicity spread in Qiu Jiu's mind.

"Are you the predestined person who pulled out the heavenly disability?"

Qiu Jiu was stunned and thought casually in his heart, "I didn't pull out the magic soldier, but now he owns it for me. Who are you?"

"Well, I feel that it is another person who pulled out the remnants. Young man, who are you? Look at your bloodline, not a descendant of the barbarians. But there is a barbarian atmosphere in your blood, which is really strange.

was said **, but Qiu Jiu did not panic. This voice is very calm, and there is no malice in the tone. Qiu Jiu asked in his heart, "Are you a barbarian king?"

It seemed to be recalled by Qiu Jiu's question, and the voice suddenly became silent.

Just as Qiu Jiu was about to think that the conversation was over, the voice suddenly sounded: "I'm a barbarian king, but I'm not a real barbarian king. The real barbarian king has already turned into barbarian dust, and I am a trace of regret before his death. With infinite attachment and reluctance to the world, I was left in the sky. You can call me 'disabled'.

"Since you are the remnant of the barbarian king's attachment to the world before his death, why did you appear in my mind?"

"Although I am the barbarian king's attachment to the world, the only thing I have seen for thousands of years is the heavenly disability. You are the first person to communicate with the remnants of heaven after the barbarian king. If I don't talk to you, who can I talk to? The broken tone is full of loneliness.

Qiu asked, "You should know that I'm going to refine this magic soldier into my own artifact, right?"

"For thousands of years, I have stopped above the remnants of heaven. Tianzan is me, and I am Tianzan. Naturally, I know your movements of Tianzan. It's just that I won't let Tian Can be refined by you. Can's tone was very resolute, so resolute that there was no discussion at all.

Qiu Jiu said, "The knife is in my hand, my blood has been attached to the knife, and the refining machine has begun. I'm just a demon cultivation person of Yuan Yingxiu, and I don't have the ability to stop. Moreover, I can't stop. Magic soldier, I am determined to win!"

But he sighed: "Young people, meaningless persistence will only bring destruction. As I have said, I will never let Tian Can become your original artifact. Although I am only a remnant of the barbarian king, what I said is still beyond doubt. Give up, now stop, you have just lost a drop of life and blood. But if you continue to be obsessed, I will definitely make you doomed.

"Don't you let me refine magic soldiers because I'm not a descendant of the barbarian clan?" Qiu Jiu said in a low voice.

"I'm just a trace of regret. I have only existed until now because of my attachment to the world. It doesn't matter to me whether the bloodline of the barbarians is prosperous or dead. It doesn't matter to me whether you are a descendant of the barbarians. I won't let you refine the magic soldiers, it's my own reason. Although I am a remnant of the barbarian king, what I said is still beyond doubt. All you can do is listen and give up the refining.

Qiu Jiuxin was fierce and was about to speak, but he heard Can say, "Young people, the road to practice is difficult step by step. You want to refine the heavenly disability to improve your cultivation and enter the realm of master. This move seems to be beneficial but harmless, but I don't know that the disaster has been planted in my heart. At this time, there is still a glimmer of life.

"What if I insist on continuing to practice?" Qiu Jiu asked in a low voice, thinking that the disabled would give a decision. Unexpectedly, he said, "It's up to you, your feet on you, and the road in front of you. It's up to you whether you want to leave or stay or go back.

Qiu Jiu was silent.

Suddenly, his body trembled and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Above the magic soldier, the original blood suddenly lost its spirit and was blown by the wild wind that rolled the yellow sand and disappeared.

"Young people dare to turn back is also a kind of courage. Being able to put down your persistence, you are already qualified to be the master of the heavenly disability. Tian Can is the barbarian king who got his name. Since you are its new owner, give it a new name. The words were still hovering in Qiu Jiu's mind, but the vicissitudes of life receded like a tide.

Qiu Jiu opened his eyes, but saw the magic soldier sticking into the land in front of him. When the wild wind and sand blew through its body, the knife body emitted a deep song, which was like an invitation in Qiu Jiu's ear.

The magic soldier is sending its invitation to Qiu Jiu.

Qiu Jiu got up and took a deep breath. Then he clenched the handle of the magic soldier's knife in his right hand and heard a soft sound, and the magic soldier was pulled out of the ground by him. Qiu Jiu took the knife as his chest, carefully glanced at the magic soldier, and finally stayed on the word "destroy".

"Wow~~" The magic soldier actually whined by himself, as if urging Qiu Jiu to give him a new name.

Qiu Jiu flicked the knife body in his left hand, closed his eyes and listened for a long time before opening his eyes and stroking the knife: "Although the world is big, but in all directions, heroes are like dogs, all under the knife. Today, the younger generation, he is a demon man, smiling arrogantly and becoming a god in the world.

"From today on, your name will be: all directions will be destroyed!"

Qiu Jiuzhong sat cross-legged and calmed down.

Once a practitioner enters the Yuanying period, he will produce five essence blood, and these five essence blood, also known as Tianyuan blood, is the foundation of all future practices. This time, in order to refine the magic soldiers, Qiu Jiu did not hesitate to use the heavenly blood, hoping to use the power of the magic soldiers to improve his cultivation to the next level.

However, the accidental appearance of the disabled not only made Qiu Jiu fail to refine the magic soldiers, but also lost a drop of Tianyuan blood, and his cultivation suddenly declined for a hundred years. Although his cultivation is still stable in the early stage of Yuanying, with the increase of the time of practice, the serious consequences of the loss of Tianyuan blood will also be slowly reflected.

The only thing Qiu Jiu can do at this moment is to make every effort to make this evil result no longer expand.

Considering that when refining soldiers, they should avoid being disturbed. Although Qingxuan is not around Qiu Jiu, he has never been far away from Qiu Jiu. When he sensed that Qiu Jiu suddenly gave up refining, he rushed to Qiu Jiu's side as soon as possible. Seeing the blood stains on the corners of Qiu Jiu's mouth, Qingxuan knew that Qiu Jiu had failed to refine his troops, but he was still shocked.

In fact, the best time to refine the original divine soldiers should be when the practitioner enters the late stage of harmony. At that time, the practitioner's cultivation was enough to produce new original blood, which also increased the probability of success of alchemy. However, Qingxuan encouraged Qiu Jiu to refine the magic soldiers in the early stage of Yuanying. On the one hand, because the power contained in the magic soldiers is enough to make the cultivation of the people who refine it soar. Even if they can't enter the ice-cranking period, it can at least help Qiu Jiu enter the peace period. On the other hand, it is rumored that the magic soldier is attached to the barbarian king yuan god, who refines the magic soldier, which can not only promote cultivation, but also get the true legend of the barbarian king. Based on these two rich rewards, coupled with the decline of his clan to what it is today, he needs young masters to support the overall situation. It is Qing Xuancai who has made a move to encourage Qiu Jiu to refine soldiers.

Although he also considered the possibility of failure of refining before, Qingxuan thought, how could the magic soldiers left by the barbarian king resist the barbarian queen to refine it? Although the magic soldier was not pulled out by Qiu Jiu himself, the habit of taking the barbarian winner as the king is the most important. Therefore, the success of Qiu Jiu's refining should be as high as 90%. But I didn't expect that Qiu Jiu would really fail. This is really a huge loss. Qingxuan couldn't help regretting: "If I had known this, I should have taken him back to the Blood Demon Wolf Castle for several years, and then refine the divine soldiers."

It's just that something has happened, and what's the use of regretting at this time?

Qing Xuan sighed in his heart and stood in place to protect Qiu Jiu. The refining army has failed. At this time, the most important thing is to protect Qiu Jiu's safety and no longer cause him any damage.

Qiu Jiu's sitting has been there for more than ten days. Fortunately, the aura recommended by Qingxuan is sufficient, and the body is always in a state of magic. Although the cultivation has declined for a hundred years and Yuanying also seems to be much depressed, fortunately it has not damaged Yuanying. Although the road to demon cultivation in the future is more difficult, there is finally no hope.

After the final, Qingxuan scrambled to ask him the reason for his failure. Qiu Jiu repeated the situation once after saving part of the dialogue. Qingxuan heard that there was indeed a barbarian king yuan god on top of the demon soldier. Suddenly, his eyes glowed strangely, and his voice trembled with excitement: "The yuan god of the barbarian king really stayed on the demon soldier..."

Qiu Jiu corrected: "It's not the yuan god, it's a pity."

"Since it is the barbarian king who stayed on the demon soldiers, whether it is the yuan god or the remnant, it will be of great benefit to your future practice. As long as you can get Wang's guidance, entering the ranks of masters is just around the corner. When Qingxuan spoke, his body kept trembling. It could be seen that the news of the barbarian king was too stimulating for him.