Chapter 60: Swordsman, Hiding Edge, and Sensing Beauty · Five

Changqin didn't know what a "gentleman" was, but that didn't stop him from understanding what Xiao Hao meant. In front of so many immortals, refusing would indeed offend Yuqi. He pondered for a moment and had to compromise: "Okay, in that case, Changqin will be disrespectful and accept this Fengming Qiuwu."

[Ding! Your friendship with the chivalrous prince Changqin has reached the level of riding a horse together. 】

He flipped his palm and a roll of silver strings appeared. He handed it to Yuqi and said, "This is the string of Fenglai. Casting is not Changqin's forte. How to balance the three internal forces of Zhaoming will require more attention from Yuqi, senior."

Yuqi took the string and nodded, "I will find a way."

After hearing what he said, Xiao Hao realized that Yuqi asked Changqin for the material for Zhaoming. He was slightly moved and could not help but look at Yuqi again.

The gods came one after another to congratulate Chang Qin on his new magic weapon. Chang Qin was a little shy and could not resist their teasing, so he had to beg for mercy: "I will definitely play a song for you with this harp in the future. Please let Chang Qin go today!"

Zhu Rong and the others laughed. Xiao Hao saw that their looks and clothes were very distinctive, so he recognized them very well and finally got to know them.

When the atmosphere was harmonious, another person rushed over from afar. Seeing them talking and laughing in the sword house, he interrupted helplessly and said, "Yuqi, Fuxi already knows about the transformation of Xiao Zhaoming's sword heart into a spirit, and wants you to take the sword spirit to see him at Yunding Palace."

Yuqi saw that the person who came was Gonggong, the god of water, and nodded to him, "I know." He

was busy looking for food for the sword spirit before, and had forgotten about telling Fuxi. Now that he had obtained the Fenglai strings, the sword heart should be stable and it should only take a few days to solve the problem. He was not afraid that Fuxi would find out the problem of the sword spirit.

If he did not tell Fuxi about this matter immediately, that guy might have a long-winded argument with him again.

When he thought of this, Yuqi had a headache.

Xiao Hao had a pleasant chat with Zhu Rong and the others, and gradually he became less afraid of the gods. When he heard that Fuxi wanted to see him, he was still nervous, but he was not as evasive as before.

He got used to seeing the levels with three question marks on their heads. Moreover, when he tested Feng Mang with Yun Tao just now, he felt that he seemed to have misjudged his own martial arts value. It was true that his level was far lower than that of the gods, but the destructive power... it seemed that it still needed to be verified.

Yuqi knew that since Fuxi had sent Gonggong to deliver the message, he must have been impatient, so he said directly to everyone: "The matter of Jianxin's transformation into a spirit is more important. I will take him to see old Fuxi first. Everyone, please leave as soon as possible!" After

saying that, he grabbed Xiao Hao's clothes and left in a hurry.

Xiao Hao's center of gravity was unstable because of him pulling him, so he had to bend down and follow him.

After walking for a while, Yuqi expressionlessly ordered him: "I want to explain something to you first."

Xiao Hao was puzzled and obeyed: "Huh? What?"

"I was ordered to cast the sword because when Fuxi came to the Anyi tribe, he was injured by the sword of Anyi leader Chiyou. Fuxi built this heavenly palace, ruled the heaven, established the rules of heaven, and was in charge of order. The gods were very awed by him." Yuqi paused, and said seriously: "Zhaoming was cast under his order, so he is your only legitimate master."

Xiao Hao was slightly stunned and suddenly realized something.

In this world, the sword is a synonym for a supreme divine weapon, and every sword produced in this era is indeed worthy of the prefix "divine". The owner of the Ancestral Sword is Chi You, who has now turned into a demon, and the one who directly opposes him is the Emperor Fuxi -

and the divine sword Zhaoming.

Zhaoming is the weapon Fuxi uses to deal with the demons. Except for Fuxi, no one is qualified to activate Zhaoming.

"Old Fuxi is in a high position and has been worshipped by the immortals for many years. He is also one of the Three Emperors and has a higher status than other gods. Over time, it is inevitable that his temper is a little... not very pleasant." Yuqi frowned. The four words "not very pleasant" are really a euphemism. Fuxi's temper is hard to describe.

"No matter what, you must not contradict him."

Xiao Hao secretly lamented that his master was such a weird person with a second-year syndrome. While keeping a careful eye on him, he was also very grateful to Yuqi for reminding him: "I've made a note of it. Thank you, Yuqi."

"Neither you nor I need to thank you." Yuqi frowned again, looking quite arrogant. Although he didn't look very friendly, he continued, "You have many companions, so you'd better be more restrained, lest old Fuxi think too much. He must have known about the matter of Fengming Qiuwu, and there is nothing to hide about the companions of Ten Thousand Swords, but you still need to be cautious about the casting."

If the spirit of Zhaoming Sword Heart was the ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords, it would be fine. With Fuxi's character, he would be too happy. However, there are still many mysteries about Xiao Hao. If Fuxi becomes suspicious, even if Zhaoming is the first true magic sword in the world, Fuxi would not show mercy.

Xiao Hao's expression froze, but he quickly nodded and smiled, "Don't worry, I cherish my life very much and won't seek death on my own."

Yu Qi glanced at him and led the way silently.

When they arrived at Yunding Palace, in the middle of the hall, there was a rough and simple ancient sword tied to it by thousands of cold iron chains. The iron chain was covered with thunderclouds, and it was obviously under a very heavy seal. As soon as Xiao Hao walked in, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The sword stood quietly in the thunderclouds, as if it was asleep. Xiao Hao could vaguely feel that there seemed to be something in the sword, which came from the same source as him.

However, the seal was so strong and overbearing that Xiao Hao could not get too close to it, let alone carefully examine the sword, so he had to give up.

This must be the Ancestral Sword.

"You have been observing him for a long time, do you have any ideas?"

A man walked out from the back of the hall, with a majestic figure, dignified and noble, and extraordinary bearing. Xiao Hao could guess who this was without looking at the system note above his head, and nodded respectfully: "If the magic weapon cannot follow the master into battle, the sharpest blade will become blunt."

[Ding! Your friendship with the hero Fuxi has reached the level of meeting too late. Fuxi

walked up to them and said with a smile: "The Ancestral Sword is the sharpest in the world and the king of all weapons. But now it can only be covered in dust in this heavenly palace."

Xiao Hao's eyes were like torches, and he held his head high and said: "If it is the sharpest in the world, how could it be trapped here and unable to break through the shackles? In terms of sharpness, Zhaoming is not inferior to any weapon!"

Fuxi looked at him with a smile, as if he suddenly became interested in him, "Do you know what you said?"

Xiao Hao looked at Fuxi calmly: "If Zhaoming can be allowed to be born, no one in the world will dare to compete with it!"

No one dares to compete with it, this little sword spirit is really bold!

Fuxi first raised his eyebrows in surprise, then laughed heartily, feeling that the Zhaoming Sword Spirit was unexpectedly to his liking.

Only when the mind is in tune with the master can it be called a handy weapon. Yuqi is indeed an extraordinary person. Not only did he find a new way to successfully cast the magic sword, but this magic sword can also be called tailor-made. With this help, what trouble will the demon Chiyou have!

"What's your name?" Fuxi asked.

Xiao Hao didn't dare to use the two words "Ritian" to answer him this time. He said seriously and steadily: "'Hao'."

"The sky is boundless, just what I want."

Fuxi is called Taihao. Xiao Hao answered like this, and he felt that this sword was the only one in the world that was made for him, and his joy was beyond words.

Chuunibyou has its own way of dealing with Chuunibyou. Since Xiao Hao already knew what kind of master Fuxi was, he naturally knew how to deal with such a person.

Fuxi praised Yuqi generously for once, and sighed: "I gave you too much advice on casting before, but it seems that I was too arrogant. No one in the world can compare with Yuqi in casting!"

Yuqi snorted coldly, crossed his arms and didn't bother to reply.

It seems that there is no need to worry too much about Xiao Hao's character. He is a little arrogant, but Fuxi appreciates such a sharp-minded person. Moreover, Yuqi himself is very confident. Zhaoming is the result of his hard work, and it is made of the strongest and fiercest materials in the world. If we talk about its ability, it is not inferior to the Ancestral Sword.

Fuxi has been dealing with Yuqi for a long time and knows his temper well. He is pleased to see the sword spirit and does not bother with it. He curled his lips and smiled, his eyes were gleaming, deep and unfathomable: "Just now the heavens were shaking, and the sea of ​​clouds was rolling and roaring. I heard that it was because of the magic weapon you have just forged?"

Xiao Hao nodded and did not hide the fact: "With the guidance of Yuqi, Fengming Qiuwu cast it smoothly. It's just that the weapons I made in this way are powerful, but they can't have the heart and spirit of the weapon, and can't communicate with the owner, so they can only be reduced to ordinary products."

Upon hearing this, Fuxi glanced at Yuqi and understood, "So that's how it is. It can cause such a movement, which is already stronger than the crude stone knives in the human world. The word ordinary product is a bit of a waste of talent. In my opinion, it can be called an 'immortal weapon'."

Gods are higher than immortals, and immortals are higher than mortals. It's very appropriate to say that magic weapons are higher than immortal weapons.

Xiao Hao couldn't figure out what Fuxi was planning when he mentioned Fengming Qiuwu, so he didn't dare to say anything. He just agreed with him and said, "Yes, there are very few people in the world who can be called the 'divine sword'. The sword in Fengming Qiuwu's zither... it can also be called the 'immortal sword'. But it's just a dead object after all, and it's hard to become something great."

Fuxi stared at him and said, "Dead objects have their advantages. Is your new casting method any different from the previous ones?"

Xiao Hao was slightly stunned and said hesitantly, "Fengming Qiuwu is nothing special except for the special materials. If the materials are sufficient, more or less anything can be made."

An idea popped into his mind, and he felt that Fuxi seemed to have set a trap for him to fall into.

"I have always disliked people who are arrogant and conceited. Although what you said before is very much in line with my opinion, you are, after all, a newborn sword spirit and you know very little about the world. It is not a bad thing for young people to have high aspirations, but they must also weigh their own weight."

These words were a bit stern. Xiao Hao frowned slightly, wondering if what he said before had accidentally offended this great god.

Fuxi smiled faintly and said, "There is something happening right now that can help you prove that what you said is true."

"A tribe called 'Jiuli' has recently emerged in the lower world. Its leader is stubborn and refuses to surrender. More importantly, the leader of Jiuli is also named Chiyou, who has the same power as Chiyou who has now become the lord of the Demon Realm. The reason I asked you to come here today is related to this matter."

Fuxi saw that Xiao Hao had a calm expression and did not have any special reaction, so he said with some satisfaction, "I want to help the Yellow Emperor in the human world to conquer Jiuli. Yuqi, the casting of the first sword of the Five Emperors can be planned in advance." Yuqi

nodded in response, and the sword blank was already in the sword box and would be completed soon.

"The Jiuli tribe is savage and strong, and ordinary soldiers can hardly resist it. Your casting method can make a large number of powerful weapons, so you can give it a try. In addition, I can't show up in the battle in the human world, so Zhaoming will go on my behalf, so that I can see how powerful Zhaoming is."