Chapter 57: Hiding the Sword and the Power, Part Two

Xiao Hao quickly waved his hand at Yu Qi and said, "Is there any food that is a little bit normal?"

Yu Qi pinched his chin, looked him up and down, and asked, "What is normal food?"

Xiao Hao glanced at his backpack with a sad look: a mess of materials, various five-element stones, 70 black crystals that were left over from before and didn't have time to fill up Xiao Tie, various rotating books to remove stagnation powder, semi-finished products left over from casting, small medicines, a pile of palace claws that were removed from level 7 stones... There was everything, but no food! Not even candied haws!

Xiao Hao suddenly felt that he might become the first sword spirit in the world to die of hunger.

He said to Yuqi with little hope: "I'm not picky about food. Even if there are no delicacies, I can just catch a pheasant, pluck its feathers and bury a beggar chicken." He was really saying this to himself, because at this time when his mind was just beginning to awaken, even Yuqi didn't know what the beggar chicken he was talking about was. "Cakes, steamed bread, dry food... forget it, I don't count on it. I should be able to find fruits and the like..."

Yuqi pondered for a moment and asked, "Chickens? Are you talking about those little golden crows of Xihe? The power of the sun's essence and fire is too strong in them. Your sword body has been a little unstable recently. It may not be good to absorb it recklessly... If you really need it, I will catch one for you."

"..." Xiao Hao was so shocked that he was speechless. Were the gods in the ancient times so willful? He was suddenly confused about the power of this world! Even

golden crows can be caught and eaten? Isn't it too exciting? ?

He didn't know how much Fuxi valued Zhaoming, and he would not hesitate to use the best materials in the world to forge the sword. The ten golden crows were making a lot of noise. If Xiao Hao said he wanted to eat them, even if Yuqi really caught them for him, Fuxi would turn a blind eye.

Xiao Hao hurriedly stopped Yuqi: "No, no, chickens are just ordinary...birds!" Xiao Hao was not sure if chickens were born in the world at this time, so he had to bite the bullet and talk nonsense, and quickly changed the topic: "Forget it, are there any mountains or waters around here? I'll go find something to eat."

Coming to such a world, he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, so he had to explore it slowly.

Yuqi frowned and said, "There is Xiong'er Mountain to the north of Hongya Territory, but there are many ferocious beasts there. It is quite dangerous."

When Xiao Hao heard the name, he knew it was not easy to deal with, and shook his head quickly: "Besides Xiong'er Mountain? Is there any place that is a little safer?"

Yuqi said, "When I was collecting materials for forging swords, I passed by a place called Xingshan. It had beautiful scenery."

Xiao Hao's eyes lit up and he clapped his hands and said, "Great! Where is Xingshan? How do I get there?" Yuqi

looked at him as if he were an idiot, and his disdain was evident in his words: "You are a beginner, right ?" "I have turned into a spirit, but my cultivation is not enough. I can't leave Zhaoming too far for the time being, and I can't go by myself." He paused, and seeing Xiao Hao wilt like an eggplant, he turned and said: "However, I can take Zhaoming to Mount Xian. When you have solved your hunger, you can go with me to see old Fuxi. Old Fuxi attaches great importance to Zhaoming. The matter of Jianxin's transformation into a spirit cannot be delayed for too long..."

Xiao Hao nodded hurriedly. He wanted to thank him, but suddenly remembered that Yuqi was the creator of Zhaoming. In this way, he should be of the same generation as his father. The words were stuck on his lips.

"Well, can I just call you Yuqi?"

Yuqi glanced at him coldly and snorted, "You are disrespectful."

"..." Xiao Hao didn't dare to act rashly because of the three question marks on Yuqi's head. He thought that if he didn't call him by his name, he would have to call him father and son... Then he saw that Yuqi had taken Zhaoming back in his hand and walked in front of him. Seeing that he was still standing there, he turned around and said, "Why don't you follow me?"

Hmm...? Did he agree or not?

Xiao Hao followed the boy in front of him who was a whole head shorter than him and fell into deep thought.

Yuqi's appearance has not changed since he became a fairy craftsman, so he still looks like a teenager, but in fact he should be the same age as Fuxi and the others. Facing this face that was younger than his own, Xiao Hao really couldn't call out words like "father", so he took it as an acquiescence and secretly decided to call him Yuqi from now on.

He quickly caught up with Yuqi and asked, "You said before that my cultivation was not enough and I couldn't leave Zhaoming too far. Then when my cultivation improves in the future, will I be free?"

Yuqi didn't even turn his head and said casually, "The spirit is the essence of all things, and its actions are restricted by its body. If you can practice meditation, after a thousand years, you may no longer be restricted by Zhaoming's body."

Xiao Hao's face froze: "It will take a thousand years?"

Yuqi rolled his eyes at him and said coldly, " A thousand years pass in the blink of an eye, and it is but a moment for a god."

Xiao Hao scratched the big ponytail at the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "Okay, don't worry, I will work hard to cultivate." As for how to cultivate, let's wait until he reaches the full level 95...

While talking, they have reached the edge of Hongya Realm. Yuqi pointed to a place and said: "Go straight for a thousand miles from here, and you will reach Mount Qi."

Xiao Hao looked at him in confusion, not understanding why he suddenly stopped here.

Yuqi felt that it was hard to tell whether the Zhaoming Sword Spirit was smart or stupid, so he said helplessly: "Go back to the sword body, so I can take you to the clouds."

Xiao Hao looked at him hesitantly: "How to go back?"

"..."

Yuqi finally pressed his forehead with a headache. There were indeed many problems with the sword spirit. He needed to discuss it with old Fuxi later.

Xiao Hao knew what he was thinking by looking at his reaction, so he pointed in the direction Yuqi had just pointed and said: "Are you sure it's this way?" "

?" Yuqi was puzzled, but saw Xiao Hao suddenly step back a few steps and sprinted to pick him up.

The unfamiliar feeling of flying in the air made Yuqi nervous for a while, but soon he found that he was being carried by Xiao Hao in the air at high speed!

Xiao Hao grabbed one of his arms and spun half a circle in the air. Yuqi glanced at him and subconsciously caught the light sword he threw from the air. The sword shadows in the sky formed a huge circle around them. When thousands of swords were flying, Xiao Hao held the big sword that should have been very heavy in his hand and rushed forward for a distance.

The wind was whistling in his ears. Yuqi adapted very quickly. He pointed at the sword shadows in the air that sometimes surrounded and sometimes dissipated, and said with a faint glow in his eyes: "I underestimated your spiritual power! Are these swords companion swords like your "heavy sword"? "

After many twists and turns, thousands of swords came to the same place. Zhaoming is indeed the only divine sword in the world!

Xiao Hao didn't explain to him, after all, the swords of the Great Light Kung Fu were all phantoms, and he couldn't get them in his hands. He nodded hurriedly and took Yuqi to the direction of Mount Qishan.

[Ding! The knight took advantage of the wind and showed his sharp edge for the first time, just like the world's sword master, and his status was +500. ]

[Current achievement: Hidden Yuan Secret · Satisfaction, progress: 500/10000. ]

After Yuqi got used to his several sections of great light skills, he confidently handed his body to Xiao Hao's guidance and freed his mind to think about other things. The sword heart of Zhaoming turned into a spirit, and was accompanied by ten thousand swords. This may prove that there was nothing wrong with his previous method of casting Zhaoming. But if this is true, why does the sword spirit still need to obtain spiritual energy from the outside world to replenish itself? Which link is wrong, Yuqi can't figure it out.

He just thought halfway when he found that Xiao Hao stopped, put him on a mound, and sat down cross-legged.

Yuqi looked around and asked curiously: "This place is still some distance away from Mount Xing, why are you stopping here?"

Did he find some useful supplies? Yuqi looked around and saw that the surroundings were desolate and barren, with thousands of miles of barren land. It was obviously a barren land, and it didn't look like there were any rare mineral deposits.

Xiao Hao explained slowly: "Wait a minute, my energy is exhausted."

"..."

Yuqi felt that there must be some problems in Zhaoming that he didn't notice!

Xiao Hao meditated for a while, and then continued to carry Yuqi forward. As the distance got closer, the location of Mount Xing was finally shown on the map. He didn't ask Yuqi again, and flew directly in the direction of the map.

Yuqi took the opportunity to observe how he used his spiritual power, and found that he no longer needed to be reminded to find the location of Mount Xing. He thought that after getting close to Mount Xing, he sensed something.

Zhaoming was refined from stardust and jade soul. Stardust condenses the pure energy of the whole world, contains the power of the ancient times, and is extremely powerful. Jade soul is the frost and snow spirit of Kunlun Peak, and is also extremely powerful in spiritual power. Zhaoming's sword heart is strong and solid, commanding all kinds of fierce power, which makes Zhaoming successfully become a sword. Yuqi suddenly had an idea: After the sword heart became a spirit, it was eager to replenish, perhaps because the power of the sword heart was not enough to compete with the stardust jade soul?

The sword spirit is sensitive to the spiritual energy of Mount Qishan. Perhaps after he replenishes himself, he can stabilize himself and make Zhaoming last longer in the world.

Yuqi figured it out instantly, and his face showed joy. He no longer had any opinions on Xiao Hao's search for "food", but was more curious about what he could find.

Xiao Hao landed on Mount Xing, and was very pleased to see the tall trees and beautiful scenery. There are many creatures in places with beautiful mountains and clear waters. He was so hungry after rushing here that he wanted to rush into Mount Xing to hunt immediately. The place

where they landed was right beside the water. Xiao Hao saw that there were red flowers and trees everywhere, but no fruits. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go into the water to catch some fish, string them up with branches and roast them.

Yu Qi watched his movements and became even more confused.

The silver fish in the water of Mount Xing are very common low-level creatures, and they don't even have spiritual intelligence. What does the sword spirit catch these things for?

He also saw him casually break off a few thin branches of Ruomu, cut open the silver fish, and put them on the rack one by one.

Yuqi finally couldn't help but speak: "... You——"

Although the sword was the main killing object, he was surprised that the sword spirit didn't care about the bloody smell.

Before he could finish his question, Xiao Hao asked first.

Xiao Hao set up the fire rack and was worried about not having a way to make a fire, so he turned to Yuqi and asked: "Yuqi, do you have a fire?"

Yuqi thought of many things in his mind at once, and waved his hand without reservation: "I have the Red Lotus Fire, I can light it for you!"

As he said that, his fire burned everything in front of Xiao Hao. The Red Lotus Fire instantly burned everything it touched, so how could these silver fish bear it? Once it was released, not even a slag was left, leaving only a few golden powder ashes of Ruomu.

"..." Xiao Hao was unable to adapt to the tyranny of this ancient master craftsman. The food he had just prepared was burned. He sighed: "Don't you have a normal fire?"

He looked up helplessly, but unexpectedly saw a calm-looking immortal holding a zither coming behind Yuqi, bumping into them.

The two of them looked at the visitor, who smiled gently and nodded, saying: "There has been no visitor to Mount Xian for a long time. I wonder what brings you two immortal friends here?"

The immortal's rank was still marked with three question marks, but his name was very familiar:

Prince Changqin.