Almost five or six days had passed since returning from the Demon Locking Tower.
Ling Yunpo has already accepted the ironclad fact that the fragments of the Bu Tian Stone from Shushan are in the possession of the Changmei Immortal, and he has made up his mind to take a long-term view and proceed step by step.
Take your time and do it slowly: means to at least reach the Nascent Soul stage first.
The reason for this choice is also due to the extremely helpless reality.
First of all, he needed the Kunlun Mirror's mirage to maintain his peerless talent for cultivation.
Secondly, once the Long-browed Immortal knew about the sky-repair project, the existence of the Kunlun Mirror as a source of intelligence would be at risk of being exposed.
Based on these two points, we can draw a conclusion: the matter of repairing the sky must not be known to the Long-browed Immortal.
Otherwise, on a positive note, the Immortal Changmei is willing to take over the responsibility of repairing the sky, and then take away the Kunlun Mirror, and he himself will become mediocre from then on.
To think of the worst, the Long-browed Immortal simply did not believe that the world was about to end, and then took away the Kunlun Mirror, and himself became mediocre from then on.
No matter which situation it is, I have lost Jing. There is no other possibility.
Ling Yunpo asked himself that he still had feelings for Ajing. Although this Pojing was naive, simple, stupid, pedantic, and stubborn, and did not know what "adapting to circumstances" and "not being fussy" meant, at least he would not impose its values on himself.
As we all know, those who are overly kind are saints, and those who demand others to be overly kind are saintly bitches. As long as Ajing doesn't suddenly act like a bitch, Lingyunpo is still willing to treat it as a close friend and protect it from being coveted by immortals.
"After all, you just don't want to lose your talent for cultivation." Kunlun Jing said coldly, "It's not that you can't bear to part with me."
"A Jing, why do you say that?" Ling Yunpo said bitterly, "You and I share the same ideals, aspirations, and goals. It's not too much for me to call you 'comrade'. How can you doubt our revolutionary friendship that is as strong as gold?"
"I don't remember any 'common goals' between us." Kunlun Jing sighed, "My goal is to repair the sky and prevent the destruction of the world, while someone else's goal is to 'ascend the throne of the sky'. Our paths only temporarily overlapped because of the exchange of interests, didn't we?"
"Of course not." Ling Yunpo said righteously, "A man of destiny cannot have only one goal, and ascending to the broken throne of the sky is not my wish. If you, Jing, are willing to help me on my way to the sky, I will leave you an intact and peaceful world, what's the harm?"
Kunlun Mirror: ...
"Puchi." Qingping Sword suddenly laughed.
"What are you laughing at!" Kunlun Mirror immediately said angrily.
"I'm not laughing. I'm just thinking about what to do with his senior sister's natal sword." Qingping Sword changed the subject.
When this matter was mentioned, Ling Yunpo indeed looked worried.
It's not difficult to make a tenth-level immortal sword, but it's not easy to make one either. If Chief Qiu puts in the time, he will definitely be able to make one, but the quality is hard to say - after all, among tenth-level immortal swords, the gap between the upper and lower limits can be very large.
Among the tenth-rank immortal swords, the Frost Sword is one of the better ones. Not only did it help Senior Sister An gain the title of “Grass-Cutting Sword Immortal,” it also withstood the magic of hundreds of Jindan-level dragons before breaking.
If one wants to find a fairy sword of similar grade, luck plays a huge role and it is beyond human power.
"Let's ask senior sister what she thinks first." Ling Yunpo said with a sigh.
There are many factors that make up the strength of a fairy sword, including its own qualities, the five elements, sword techniques, etc. It is unrealistic to demand perfection, and priorities must be listed.
For example, Senior Sister An said that she most wanted a water-based flying sword, or that she most wanted the sword to be fast, or that she most wanted the Taoism to be powerful, etc... What are the first requirements, and what are the second requirements, so that the subsequent search for the sword can be targeted.
So Ling Yunpo left the Taoist temple and went to the Linxi Pavilion at the back to find his senior sister.
When An Zhisu is alone, he only does two things: practicing sword and drinking.
To practice swordplay, one must visualize the enemies one has fought before, then think of ways to break their moves, and finally practice them until one has mastered them.
When drinking, they would sit in the small pavilion and pour themselves a drink. However, Senior Sister was not good at drinking, so she had to refine her true essence every time she drank a glass, otherwise she would get drunk easily.
However, when Ling Yunpo found his senior sister, he discovered that An Zhisu was neither practicing swordplay nor drinking, but was practicing the Sunflower Manual...
No, she was doing needlework with an embroidery needle.
"Sister, what are you embroidering?" Ling Yunpo walked up to her, looked at the fat duck in her hand, and asked curiously, "Duck?"
"This is a mandarin duck." An Zhisu said calmly.
"Oh, I made a mistake." Ling Yunpo said with a smile, "The mandarin ducks embroidered by Senior Sister are so vivid and lifelike..."
"Brother, please don't laugh at me." An Zhisu felt a little embarrassed, so she put down her needlework and sighed, "It's indeed too big."
"Sister, why are you suddenly interested in needlework?" Ling Yunpo asked with a smile.
"I have nothing to do..." An Zhisu said in a low voice.
Ling Yunpo suddenly cried out inwardly, "Oh no!" Why was he bringing up something that was not relevant?
Because Senior Sister An's natal sword was damaged, she hasn't made any progress in her cultivation for at least half a year, so she has no interest in practicing sword and has found a hobby to relieve her boredom. Why should I poke her in the sore spot?
Knowing that he had said something wrong, Ling Yunpo quickly changed the subject and asked:
"By the way, Senior Sister, if you were to find a magical sword, what kind would you want it to be?"
An Zhisu was slightly surprised, but soon calmed down and said:
"If I could choose, I would hope it would be a fire-type flying sword."
"Fire flying sword?" Ling Yunpo asked in surprise.
You should know that the five types of flying swords have different characteristics and therefore have many differences in fighting styles.
In general, gold-type flying swords are swift and sharp, good at sudden attacks and annihilation of the enemy; wood-type flying swords are tough and tenacious, good at entanglement and containment;
Water-type flying swords are agile and flexible, good at moving and changing moves; fire-type flying swords are fierce and domineering, good at attacking and defeating the enemy; earth-type flying swords are powerful and heavy, good at frontal suppression.
If the water-type flying sword is the agility-oriented "swordsman", then the fire-type flying sword is the strength-oriented "general". The styles of the two are quite different!
If you want to transform, it would be more appropriate to choose gold or wood as the transition.
As if seeing what Ling Yunpo was thinking, An Zhisu explained:
"The Frost Sword was the flying sword that my master prepared for me, but it was not chosen by me."
"Although Frostfall has helped me a lot over the years, it has also hindered my progress in swordsmanship in some ways."
"For example, when I encounter a strong enemy, I will subconsciously choose to avoid it instead of confronting it head-on... If I switch to a fire-type flying sword, I can also change my style and make further progress in swordsmanship."
Ling Yunpo was dumbfounded. My goodness, I thought Senior Sister An was already strong enough, but I didn't expect that Senior Sister An thought she wasn't strong enough and wanted to change her natal sword to a fire sword!