Chapter 51 Black Sword

Although Tongtian put down his words and asked Xuanming to take good care of him. In fact, it didn't let Xuanming clear his heart at all. Early the next morning, Tongtian came to Xuanming's yard with a harmless smile behind his back.

Xuanming frowned while meditated and looked at Tongtian uninvited to enter. He also smiled harmlessly and got up lazily and said hello.

"Good apprentice!" Tongtian poured tea and water, drank it again, and greeted Xuanming.

Xuan Ming also sat down opposite Tongtian, poured a cup of tea for himself and drank it gently.

"Good apprentice!" Tongtian seemed to be a little anxious. He pulled Xuanming and said, "Come with me!"

Xuan Mingqi said, "What are you doing?"

"You will know if you come with me!" Tongtian pulled up Xuanming, brushed his sleeves and went out of the door with a sound, and drove away.

"East China Sea?" Xuanming looked at the direction and was a little surprised. He said, "What are you going to do?"

"The teacher just remembered that he buried a treasure in the East China Sea tens of thousands of years ago. Now we're going to get it back!" Tongtian is happy.

Xuanming was speechless and secretly said that what kind of treasure was worthy of his eagerness?

"Hey, you will know what the baby is when you see it!" Tongtian hooked his lips and smiled evilly.

Seeing that Tongtian actually saw through his mind, Xuanming was slightly surprised, and then Qianqian smiled and said, "Master brought the apprentice here. Are you going to give the baby to the disciple?"

"Well, isn't it humiliating to be a teacher to see you condense the broken and ugly water sword every time you fight!" Tongtian suddenly shuddered at Xuanming and said excitedly, "What a shame!"

"Hey, this is not a disciple's job! You, the master, didn't give the disciple a magic weapon. What treasures can this disciple have to give the master's long face? Xuanming smiled, and then pointed to the East China Sea under his feet and said, "Master, here we are. Do you think about where this baby is hidden?

"Are you curious?" Tongtian raised his eyebrows at Xuanming, and then raised Xuanming. He took a wrong step and plunged into the blue sea.

"This is..."

Entering the bottom of the East China Sea, Xuan Ming opened his eyes and looked at the white cave in front of him in surprise, which was a little shocked.

This is the ice room in the underworld.

What magic weapons will there be here? Xuan Ming looked at the ice room carefully again curiously, and then put his eyes into the still cold pool in the middle of the ice room.

East Haiti is positive, and such a cold pool can be opened near the Yangdi melting pool. Even if the road is unfathomable, it will never be possible without a congenital spiritual treasure with yin attributes.

And the spiritual treasure in this cold pool is the spiritual treasure called Tongtian?

Xuan Ming was a little confused and looked at Tongtian. Tongtian smiled and showed two rows of clean teeth. After shrugged his shoulders and said, "Don't look at me, I didn't make this cold pool. I just gave me a magic weapon by taking advantage of the cold air of this cold pool!"

Becasing the cold air of this cold pool? Xuanming was a little surprised. He looked at Hanchi and said in surprise, "Isn't it the black stick?"

"What black stick? That's the black iron!" Tongtian shook his hand and habitually gave Xuanming a shiver.

still can't avoid it! Xuan Ming was stuffy, stared at Tong Tian and said secretly.

He has always been on guard against this poisonous hand, but he still can't avoid it!

Tong Tian ignored Xuan Ming's angry eyes. He pretended to masturbate his long sleeves, and his slender hands were slightly bent into grabbing, slowly grasping like a cold pool.

As Tongtian's grasped hand stretched out to the cold pool, a golden-red spiritual power was shot out of Tongtian's hand, penetrating the white cloud-like cold fog and shooting into the cold pool.

As if looking for something, Tongtian frowned slightly and grabbed his hand slightly. Then, Tongtian stretched his eyebrows and sighed softly, "So you're hiding here!"

As the words fell, Tong Tiancheng's grasping hand suddenly tightened and pulled hard. The golden red light rose sharply, and there was only a "buzz" whisper. A black iron bar was rolled up by the golden red beam and thrown into the air.

Xuanming was happy, raised his hand high, and a blue light shot out of the palm of his hand, rolled it into the black stick, pulled the black stick, and held it in his hand.

Ice! Cold! Cold!!

With the black stick, these words flashed in Xuanming's mind in an instant.

Cold! It's really cold!

Xuan Ming's hand holding the black stick couldn't help tightening and becoming blue and purple.

"It's worthy of being nourished by cold for tens of thousands of years! This feels so good!" Xuanming raised the black stick happily and gestured.

How's it going? Are you satisfied with this magic weapon? Tong Tian raised his eyebrows and looked at Xuan Ming jokingly.

At this time, Xuanming did not have time to pay attention to the meaning in Tongtian's eyes, only looking at this new weapon. He nodded and said, "I'm very satisfied!"

Tong Tian smiled, and then looked at the dark autumn, and the cold iron bar frowned and said, "This kind of cooking treasure is too ugly! Come on, I'll refine it for you."

Xuan Ming also looked at the black stick in his hand, nodded, and threw the black stick to Tongtian and said, "You can make a sword for me!"

"Yes!" Tongtian smiled, sat down cross-legged, then threw the black stick and turned his palms over. A golden spiritual force had wrapped the black stick heavily.

Knowing that even with Tongtian's Taoism, it will take a lot of time to refine the black stick. Xuanming did not disturb him, but sat down cross-legged and looked at the cold pool curiously.

I don't know who set up such a cold pool here. Even if the road is open to the sky, it should take a lot of effort to set up a cold pool here, right?

Why do you set up this cold pool in a place full of yang?

Xuan Ming's frown suddenly loosened and looked at the sky.

I don't want to. Someone will solve his puzzles later.

That's right. If it's really for this black obsidian cold iron, there is no need for Tongtian to take Xuanming here. I'm afraid this time I'm here not just for this obsidian cold iron.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ming couldn't help but smile slightly, showing a charming and evil smile. He was curious about what would be waiting for him next.

Turned his eyes to the mouth of the ice chamber, where there was a strange old man. The old man once said that he would become a saver of the star world.

After a few hours passed, Tongtian breathed a sigh of light, closed his palm, got up, looked at a black sword floating in mid-air, and then looked at Xuanming beside him, leaned his head and smiled, "Is this feasible?"

Xuan Ming held the sword. At this time, the sword was cold and restrained and no longer cold.

The sword is three feet long, simple and simple. The dark hilt is connected to the blade and integrated. The sword body is dark without any pattern, only two traditional ancient Chinese "Black" are engraved at the hilt of the sword. The font is small, but it is written by dragons and phoenixes, and an unruly atmosphere comes out of arrogance. Needless to say, such arrogant words must be written by Tongtian. However, Xuanming is satisfied with such a word, because he is also a person with such a personality. And this also sets off a sense of pride in this heavy and simple sword.

Xuanming looked at the long sword and felt more satisfied. He turned his wrist and gently danced the sword. A sense of arrogance, and the spirit of self-respect gradually burst out with the swing of the black sword. Then a permeating cold air gradually dispersed from the long sword and steamed in the ice room with the sword spirit.

"Good sword!" Xuanming shouted, put away his sword moves, stroked the word "black obsidian" on the sword body and said, "Since you are made of black obsidian cold iron, why don't you call it 'black obsidian cold sword'!"

He grinned contemptuously, thinking that he would choose a good name, but he didn't expect to call the sword name at will!

Xuan Ming shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Since it is refined by black obsidian cold iron, isn't it the most natural to call it black obsidian cold sword!"

Tongtian also shrugged his shoulders and said carelessly, "Your sword is up to you!"

Xuan Ming smiled and continued to play with the cold sword, waiting for Tongtian to speak.

Tongtian looked at the cold pool, smiled sarcastically and said, "You probably guessed what I'm going to say, right?"

"No, I can't guess." Xuan Ming collected his sword and looked at Tongtian with deep eyes.

He smiled, but his slender eyes brought a little sadness. He said, "It's okay. I'll tell you."

Xuanming was a little surprised, nodded, and looked at the hand pointed out by Tongtian. It was a cold pool.

Tongtian said, "This cold pool is extremely cold, but it has stayed in this sunny land for 100,000 years. Do you think it's strange?"

"It is not difficult to open the pool in this sunny land, but to make the pool water cold to the bone. If it hadn't been for the ancient gods like the Virgin Mary, they wouldn't have done it like this. And it also keeps the cold pool unchanged for a long time. Even the master can't do it without the innate cold spiritual treasure.

And how many innate spiritual treasures can there be in the whole world? I'm afraid there are no more than ten pieces.

"There is a 'Holy Spirit Stone' buried under this pool." The sound of Tongtian suddenly sounded. Xuan Ming, who was meditating, was suddenly stunned and couldn't reflect. After a while, Xuan Ming screamed:

"What, Holy Spirit Stone?!"

Holy Spirit Stone, the top ten innate spiritual treasures ranked Lao Jiu. The Holy Spirit Stone is also a supernatural thing. It is a small colorful spiritual knowledge, full of vast righteousness, but it is yin in nature. Instead, it destroyed the theory of yin and yang between heaven and earth.

And such a spiritual stone was broken by the gods from all walks of life.

"But didn't the Holy Spirit Stone finally fall into the hands of Nuwa?" Xuanming frowned and looked at Hanchi in surprise.

"Come with me!" Tongtian suddenly pulled Xuanming, and one of them turned out of the East China Sea.

In the East China Sea, the sea breeze is gentle and the waves are surging. Tongtian pointed to a slowly flying blue bird and said, "Do you know this bird?"

"Bluebird Jingwei?" Xuan Ming asked back.

"Hehe, that's good, it's Jingwei." Tongtian smiled, not with daily contempt and ridicule, but with a faint sadness and guilt.

"The fine guard is Weimu, and it will fill the sea." Tongtian looked at the blue bird, suddenly read a faint sentence, turned his head and asked, "Minger, do you believe that story?"

"Naturally I don't believe it." Xuan Ming said, "Emperor Yan has made great achievements in his life, and how can his daughter be a weak woman who can drown in the water of the East China Sea?"

It is said that the ancient emperor of Honghuang had a female name called Jingwei. One day. Jingwei played in the East China Sea, but accidentally drowned and never came back. After Jingwei was drowned by the sea, he turned into a Jingwei bird. Jingwei hated the ruthless sea for taking her young life, and she wanted revenge. Therefore, she kept holding small stones and flying high to the East China Sea. She returned to the rough sea, crying, throwing the stone branches down to fill the sea.