Chapter 211 Change

After a few days, I suddenly greeted the broken clouds on the way to cast the sword.

Po Yun thought there was something to help and hurried to the front.

I didn't expect that nothing happened, but what was waiting for him was a fierce sword!

Breaking the clouds never thought that the solution would be split with a sword, but it was delusional to dodge again.

Seeing the sword light touch the chest, the heart of the broken cloud suddenly calmed down.

I don't know the reason, but it's just indescribable calm.

The knife flashed, and then I felt that the blade cut away the flesh and blood and ran straight down.

Blood splashes.

The soul splits from the right shoulder of the broken cloud and splits out from the left crotch. A little blood flew in the air and fell into the furnace and raised the curling smoke.

The broken cloud fell back, and my heart was still very calm. Suddenly, there was an indescribable relief, and I couldn't even feel the pain on my body. His body fell to the ground quietly, and there was even a smile on his face looking at the sky.

The release keeps swinging, and the red light flashes in the air, which is dazzling. Unhanded and stared at the soul in his hand, his eyes flashed with excitement.

suddenly.

Xie Zhi glanced at the broken clouds and frowned, "How long do you want to lie down before you get up?"

The broken cloud that fell to the ground was stunned. He came back to touch the wound in his chest with his hand. Although the wound was mottled with blood, it had stopped bleeding and did not feel pain.

Poyun frowned and slowly got up, and found that the wound did not hurt at all. He couldn't help but be suspicious, and there was a trace of regret in his heart that he didn't even dared to admit.

I have been running around since my eighth birthday. Hatred, like an invisible mountain pressing on the broken clouds, makes the broken clouds have no chance to relax. Poyun is tired of such a life in his heart, but his parents and teachers have not taken revenge. Such an idea is simply unimaginable.

If there is no persistence, everything will become illusory.

"You don't think you're really going to die." He grinned and was in a good mood. He laughed and said, "Stupid! That's to help you recognize the Lord!"

"Recognize the Lord?" Po Yun seemed to understand something, but he had just lost his mind too much, and he was still confused for a while.

nodded proudly and said, "Brother, the dagger I made for you will also recognize the Lord with your blood. All the best blades will have spirituality, and this spirituality should be activated with blood. Activation with blood can become the owner of the weapon, so as to exert greater power.

Breaking the clouds has been completely awake. Recalling the situation of creating moon marks, I couldn't help nodding again. Suddenly, I felt wrong. Last time I just stabbed a little blood on my finger, but this time I had to cut such a long cut? When I missed it, I lifted the blood-stained clothes again and looked up at the wound and looked at it doubtfully.

Xiezhi saw that Poyun's eyes were not good, but he still laughed and said, "There is no doubt that the dagger I built last time is far from this one. How can this artifact easily recognize the Lord? It's not for me to rebuild it. With your understanding of the blade, you can't let the Soul recognize the Lord. With that, he handed over the soul.

Poyun nodded speechlessly. Anyway, he has been asked to split a sword. He can't return it and take it away.

As soon as he got it, a coldness rushed to his face. When he was shocked, he found that the soul was no longer the original light red, but became darker and dark red, like dry blood stains. Although the color has become dark, the coldness of buying is not original.

The sword body has hardly changed, with a thin sword body and a deep blood tank.

The broken cloud gently waved and seemed to respond to the action of the broken cloud. A red sword mark flashed in the air, and the sword body trembled excitedly.

Breaking the clouds, the mind moved, silently clearing the heart, the soul-catching sword and light rose more than ten feet, and the red sword light seemed to divide the sky into two!

" Stop it!"

He shouted loudly, "Do you want to demolish this place!"

The broken cloud smiled, withdrew its power, and the soul-catching sword suddenly disappeared, leaving only a bloody sword body shaking gently.

"Good sword!" Breaking the clouds and praising.

In this gentle wave, the broken cloud has felt the response from the soul and the infinite power from the soul. This power has never been greater than before.

It's true to shout, and there is confidence in breaking the clouds. One unnamed seven moves is enough to smash the whole crystal bamboo forest!

Breaking the clouds is ecstatic, and such a sharp weapon will definitely make you like a tiger.

Suddenly, I found that there was a faint handwriting under the word "taking" under the hilt of the sword. After a closer look, the clouds can't help laughing.' Under the word 'taking', there are three new words 'unshake and change'. He shook his head and secretly said that it is really childlike to hold the old man, but it is understandable to engrave his name. How can such a sharp weapon come from an unknown master?

The name is engraved so that future generations can know the mystery.

"After transformation, it should have been able to give full play to the power when the soul had a sheath, and the soul has recognized you as the master. Presumably, you will use it more in the future." Xie Zhi's eyes are full of blood, but his face is still full of interest.

The cloud-breaking opinions were unbearable, and he was even more grateful and said, "Thank you, brother! Brother, if you are tired for many days, you'd better take a rest first. After hurting his body, he broke the clouds and felt even more uneasy.

He waved his hand and smiled, "What's the politeity between the little brother and the old man? Isn't it natural for me to do something for my brother? The old man's body is still strong, and he won't hurt his body because of such a small thing. Don't worry."

said that his mouth was hard, but he still couldn't help stretching himself, laughing and laughing, "I haven't drunk my beloved bamboo wine these days, and my heart is a little itchy. Let's go and taste it." Suddenly, he stared and said, "You won't drink all the bamboo wine!" After saying that, he walked to the house with a smile.

Breaking the clouds with a smile, no one will not be tired after so many days of continuous work. It's too tiring to hold, and I really need to rest. With insights into the house, Poyun couldn't help playing half a lot, and the joy in his heart increased a lot.

I don't know if it took too much effort to hold this casting, or because it is old. After 16 days of self-cultivation, I swept away the fatigue of the day.

In these 16 days, the broken cloud has been able to produce a very tacit crosstalk sense with the soul, which can be very smooth and soul-catching to achieve the integration of human swords. In this way, the improvement of sword-style power is not a little bit, and the improvement is very considerable.

In fact, it is not what you are eager to do.

Just to relieve his weakness and hard mouth, you can also know that his physical strength has not recovered. How can the broken cloud leave such a weak relief and leave alone?

Now, the lifting has been completely restored.

So, break the clouds and sit opposite to drink.

Farewell wine.

The wine is still bamboo wine, but the sadness of parting has changed the taste of bamboo wine. Pure wine is poured into the mouth and becomes tasteless.

The atmosphere was very dull, and Poyun did not expect that this departure would be so difficult to leave.

or broke the embarrassment, raised his glass and laughed, "What's wrong? Is the little brother still pretentious? How can it be twisted like a child? Come on! Dry this cup!"

He smiled, raised his glass and drank it all. In order to release it, he filled the glass and said as if nothing had happened, "The old brother's physique is too useless. It's just transformation. It's not forging, and it's so tired. It won't be that you haven't cultivated enough now." The words are light, but there is deep concern in the corners of the eyes.

"Is it itchy?" He laughed and scolded, "Your brother, I'm not as bad as you said, but you are a hairy boy who looks at it. If it's okay, you'd better get out of the valley quickly."

Po Yun looked down at the wine glass and was stunned, as if he didn't listen to his opinion.

I sighed secretly. I didn't want to be separated from the broken cloud, but there are too many things to bear. How can I waste my time because I am a bad old man?

His face darkened, and he patted the table heavily and shouted, "I haven't been worried about your smelly hairy boy yet. With this effort, you might as well think about your future.

Poyun knew that Jiezhi had seen through his mind and didn't want to reverse Jiezhi. He smiled and said, "Why am I worried about my brother's health? I'm worried about how to drink all my brother's bamboo wine!"

"You boy is still thinking about what I treasured here." He smiled and said, "Don't you like tea? Why do you like drinking when you come to my place? After a pause, his face turned whole, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Po Yun sighed and said, "There are so many things that I don't know how to do that first. To be honest, I came here because of the road.

He stared and shouted strangely, "It turns out that your boy didn't want to see me at all. Fortunately, I will give you my treasured bamboo wine."

He shouted strangely, and the expression on his face was even more exaggerated.

Poyun's opinion came again. The child couldn't help laughing and muttered, "Should Poyun go back to Yeyumen first, or go to Chen's house in Jiangnan first?"

Poyun has explained his experience and reconciliation, but he knows that Poyun was lucky enough to pick up his life and just came back.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, and looked up and said, "According to my opinion, brother, you should go to Yeyumen first." He continued to explain, "This place is almost the same as Yeyumen and the Chen family, but you were sent to the ghost doctor by Muhai. Maybe Muhai will know any news about the masked man."

"Even if not, I'm afraid you will continue to run after you go to Chen's house to inquire about the news. When you still have time, it's also appropriate to say goodbye to Mu Hai.

broke the cloud and nodded, thinking that it was a good idea. As long as I find that the Night Shadow Wang family is related to the Qingyue Gate case, I will definitely pursue it desperately. It's really difficult to go back to Yeyumen at that time. It's better to go back to the door to visit your brother while you have time.

"Before you leave, I have something else to tell you."

The thoughts of the broken clouds were interrupted by the solemn voice, and I couldn't help looking up.

Without a trace of laughter, his face was indescribably solemn, and he was looking at himself with his eyes.