Chapter 42 Transforming Skills

Day by day, there was only one kind of metal mysterious Yan Song. Because he could not become a swordsmith, he worked harder to practice the mysterious skill. For half a month, his broken mysterious finger Jiuxuan has finally hit it again and again with hard attempts. The glowing Xuanqi pointed out by that finger is like a sword cast steel, which can easily penetrate rocks ten meters away. Compared with ordinary Xuanqi, it is many times more murderous. And his sky eagle, under the continuous care of the two, gradually plump its wings.

But on the contrary, the Tianxuan seven-style swordsmanship he successfully obtained half a month ago because of the blood wolf martial soul has made little progress, almost minimal. He practiced all morning and went to sea to practice five maturity, but in the past half months, he has been on the basis of 50%. No matter how he practiced, he has not made any progress. Moreover, this first style can't be practiced, and the other six styles can't be practiced. He forced to dance, which is just a beautiful match.

He couldn't figure out what was going on. Without the attribute of water and fire, he had caused a little loss in his heart. Now, even his most proud set of Tianxuan seven styles could not be practiced, and the teenager couldn't help but feel angry.

With Yan Song's temper, he really doesn't believe in evil. Since he has this set of swordsmanship, he will eventually practice to Mahayana through unremitting efforts! Thinking of this, he pulled out the love sword again and danced in the backyard of Jianzhai. A move of Panlong went to sea, from starting, to moving, turning around, around the sword, luck, a whole set of coherent movements have been as smooth as flowing water in his mind, but in fact, it is impossible to match the operation of the mysterious spirit with the movements of the body.

His heart was still not floating. The teenager was dressed in white and holding an emerald sword in his hand. In this way, he kept repeating that move. He practiced from sunrise to sunset, and from sunset to sunrise. Even Yan Jia called him to eat, but he couldn't listen. That look is like going crazy.

In this way, he persisted for another five days, and his body finally couldn't support it. When he tried his best, the emerald sword in his hand fell to the ground with a sound. The teenager's whole body was also like a pool of meat mud, piercing towards the ground. Yan Jia saw this and hurriedly helped him into the house, with great concern and careful care.

Yan Song lay on his **, and his mind faintly came to the virtual state of Jade Bodhi. He was exhausted and extremely tired. When he came to the Jade Bodhi, he was also in a trance and did not mean the image in it. But at this moment, the cold voice suddenly remembered and patiently called him to wake him up.

In Yu Bodhi, Yan Song opened his eyes vaguely, his mind gradually became sober, and then looked around weakly to say something as the cold voice wanted to say. After a moment of silence, the voice really sounded again: "You have become a Xuanshi. The metal Xuanwu skill has completed its due role. It's time to replace the skill."

Hearing this, Yan Song's weak spirit suddenly shocked. He seemed to realize something and his eyes were brilliant: "What are you talking about? I haven't been able to practice Tianxuan Seven Style these days. Is it... a matter of skill?"

The cold voice hummed gently and continued, "The metallic sky-slitting skill was exchanged with the dragon ball at that time. The next wooden attribute skill, the beast elixir and related energy carriers without powerful energy, can't be taken out anyway."

Hearing this, Yan Song slowly fell into meditation. His weak mind slowly turned from calm to excitement. Finally, he asked excitedly, "Do you mean that I began to practice metal skills. Every time I practice a skill, there will be an attribute of mystery in my body?"

Hearing the cold sound, Yan Song was so excited that he could hardly be himself. He giggled and said, "So, I can get multiple attributes. Can I become a swordsmith?" As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the popular mysterious skill of the Rosefinch Empire that he got when he moved forward to the Xuanwu Pavilion of the family for several months, that is, the dragon formula.

At that time, he heard that the dragon ascension formula is not ordinary, and ordinary people can easily pick up the handle. As long as there is a special Xuangong, it can reach the legendary dragon-like powerful level! He had long imagined the cold voice in Jade Bodhi to ask for advice, but he had never had a chance. This time, he finally had a chance, so he asked excitedly, "I have always felt that this dragon formula can be practiced by practicing Xuanwu skills, but I have tried several times before, but it has no effect. What do you think?"

Quiet, quiet for a long time, Yan Song waited patiently for a long time. Now, not only did the other party not answer the question of Shenglongjue, but also the other party did not say anything about whether he could become the first swordsmith. After asking again, he still did not answer, and then he left the virtual realm of Jade Bodhi.

He opened his eyes and watched the candlelight swaying in Jianzhai. Knowing that it was already night, he gently turned his head and saw Yan Jia, who was taking a nap from time to time, holding her delicate body and waiting beside him as if he were asleep. At that moment, my heart warmed up and gently woke up Yan Jia: "Sister Jia, I'm fine. Go and rest quickly. Look at you're sleepy."

Yan Jia was awakened, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and scolded him with a smile. Then she yawned and went to her room to rest: "Bad boy, be careful when practicing in the future. Don't sharpen your head and jump up, always worry everyone!"

After Yan Jia left, Yan Song sat on **, holding her chin in her hand, and began to feel sad. He thought that he threw a dragon ball into the nirvana tripod at that time, leading to a Xuanwu skill. From the cold voice, he could feel that the energy in the dragon ball was not comparable. This worries him. Now that the metallic open sky split has been completed, it should have its effect. Next, what should he exchange for the Nirvana tripod for the wooden attribute skill? For a moment, I scratched my scalp and couldn't figure it out.

"Maybe it's not that strong. Try some beast elixir first?" Yan Song thought so, his expression gradually calmed down and slowly closed his eyes.

He slept comfortably all night. The next morning, he got up early. After washing up, he didn't even have time to eat, so he took out the 20,000 gold coins given to him by Ye Nancheng Lord Ye Nan the other day and hurried to the Beast Dan Pavilion. A few months ago, they went to Wuya Sword School and Didu Jianzhuang to buy and sell the money of Xuanbing. He did not move. He felt that it was earned by his uncle's hard work and sweat and should be used in more important places.

This time, the shopkeeper of the Beast Dan Pavilion recognized him at a glance. Coupled with Ye Nan's Xuanwu list more than half a month ago, he was even more clear about Yan Song's identity. At present, he did his best and treated Yan Song as the guest.

The teenager sneered in his heart, and then came to the stage of the wooden attribute beast elixir, hit it twice, reached out and took out two yellow crystal cards, and said to the shopkeeper, "It is full of 20,000 gold coins. How much can you buy for the third-order advanced wooden beast elixir?"

"Young Master Yan, I didn't tell you a lie. Last time, you bought 30 third-order high-level metal animal pills with 5,000 gold coins. After that day, I specially prepared a lot of high-level animal pills for your visit again. This time, with 20,000 gold coins, you could have bought 120 third-order advanced beast elixir. Out of worship, I hope you can take more care of the shop in the future. This time I will make up an integer and give you 30 or 150 more!"

Yan Song was really surprised by the practice of the shopkeeper of Beast Dange. He said that the world is indeed the supreme of strength. An old man who is about to enter the earth is only the leader of strength! He put 150 pieces of beast elixir into the ring, nodded to thank the shopkeeper, and then turned around and walked out of the beast elixir pavilion.

Returning to Jianzhai, he couldn't wait to run to the second floor, and then excitedly sat in ** and passed into the virtual realm of Jade Bodhi. He paused and looked at the small silver jade tripod. He was a little excited and scared. Just now, on the road, he felt that more than a dozen third-order beast elixirs could summon wooden attribute skills, but he really got the most critical moment, but he became more and more nervous.

At this time, the cold voice suddenly came from the Jade Bodhi: "Who told you to use the wooden attribute beast elixir, and the Nihon Tripod has a total of nine mysterious attributes. If you act recklessly, you can know how to ingest the wooden attribute skills?"

Yan Song was suddenly stunned and hurriedly took a step back. He suddenly realized that when he got the metal skill, he would not use it. This time, when he heard the cold voice saying this, he suddenly became alert for fear of making mistakes, and asked humbly, "Is this... am I wrong? How should I operate it?"

After a moment of silence, the cold voice sounded again: "Yes, it's right to do this. In the future, if you practice any skills, you will use the energy of relevant attributes to summon and receive in the Nihon tripod."

A few black lines suddenly broke out on Yan Song's forehead and said coldly, "I'll wipe it! It's so simple, you've hidden it from me until now!"

The voice did not seem to be angry, but said, "But--

"But what?" Yan Song frowned and asked eagerly.

"You beast elixirs have too little energy and are almost useless." After the voice finished speaking, no matter how Yan Song asked, he would no longer answer.

He cursed in his heart, but Yan Song still held hope and put 150 three-order high-level wooden attribute beast elixir into it. In a blink of an eye, the nihon tripod suddenly flashed, and a stream of consciousness entered Yan Song's mind: "The wooden attribute of Xuanwu Gongfa: ten thousand souls return to the sect."

Several black lines broke out on his forehead again. The teenager lowered his head, looked deeply at the fist-sized silver tripod in front of him, gently touched the carvings of the nine mysterious attributes around him, and muttered, "These words are all on the tripod. Did the young master spend 20,000 gold coins to fucking feel the rereading?"

When Yan Song woke up from the virtual state of Yu Bodhi with great loss, he suddenly saw that Yan Feng and Yan Jia beside him were quietly guarding him. Seeing him wake up, the two asked about his Xuanxiu, and then Yan Feng talked about what he had found these days: "The old swordsmith of the Di family was ambushed by archers on the way back from Jinxiu, the imperial capital, three days ago. Because he was too old, he was hit by a few arrows, and a car of Xuan soldiers brought by their party were also fighting. He was robbed."

Yan Song was shocked when he heard the words: "Who did it?"

Yan Feng's expression was very calm and continued: "They picked up the arrow feathers that shot them, with the word Sima engraved on the front. Now, the Di family is very calm on the surface, as if they are brewing a bloody battle. Yesterday, I saw someone from the Di family accompany the old swordsmith into the mountain of love, as if he was running for the endless sword school.

"So, they are going to fight with the Sima family?" Yan Jia's little face was a little excited, "At that time, the Yan family will be able to reap the profits of fishermen!" Who came up with this good plan? Can't see that there are such a high-level people in the Yan family?

Yan Song looked at Yan Jia and shook his head with an embarrassed expression: "Such a sentence, will the Di family think that the Sima family is so stupid to take their own arrow feathers to do bad things? If their two families fight, there will be a total of three families in Ye Nancheng, and it is clear at a glance who will benefit.

Yan Jia was stunned: "So, isn't this a bad move? Isn't the Yan family too impulsive? In this way, will the two families cooperate to attack the Yan family?"