Chapter 261: Sword Spirit Grasping the Week

"Is this what you picked for Xiao Hei?"

Bo Lou looked the ring up and down, and suddenly said, "I know what he chose for you. This is a scabbard."

"Isn't your sword missing a scabbard?"

He Cen blinked, "Really?"

When little Yuanying saw that someone understood him, he quickly blinked his bright eyes and nodded obediently.

He Cen laughed, reached out and hugged him into his arms and kissed him, "Oh baby, you are so considerate. I am just like you, thinking clearly about everything in a day."

He was very close to his own infant, and the sight of the two beautiful babies huddled together made the masters feel tender-hearted.

Since it was a sword sheath, He Cen quickly summoned Xiao Hei to try it out.

When Xiao Hei saw the ring, he was also very excited. His entire sword couldn't help but tremble and roar. He Cen smiled and touched Xiao Hei. "It seems like you like it too?"

He Cen had previously thought about making the scabbard himself and had collected a lot of materials, but he didn't expect to encounter a secret realm reward here.

He just said to control Xiao Hei and the ring to combine and see how well they fit together, and Xiao Hei stepped back.

"What's the matter?"

"Don't you like this scabbard very much?"

Xiao Hei shook his head and touched the ring with the tip of his sword. When the two touched, spiritual power rippled and beautiful bright patterns appeared.

He Cen tilted his head, still not quite understanding.

He tilted his head, and the little kid also tilted his head. The two babies were so cute that several masters couldn't help but laugh.

Bo Lou looked at the ring and said, "It may not be perfect yet. It needs some simple tempering. Didn't you collect a lot of materials to make a scabbard for yourself?"

"Why not add it to this circle and try it?"

He Cen raised his eyebrows, "Is this okay? If I follow my idea, will it be bad for the immortal family treasure?"

Bo Lou handed him the ring and said, "The sword is yours, and the scabbard is yours too, how can it be bad?"

"Only when you are satisfied, will your sword be satisfied."

This made sense. He Cen took the ring back, studied it in his hand for a while, raised his hand to touch the pattern on the outer edge of the ring, and said softly, "It feels so comfortable to touch..."

Bo Lou spoke in a gentle voice, "This material is very rare, it's a very precious metal, and it has such a connection with you, maybe it's yours."

"Don't worry, take it seriously, and it will be fine."

He Cen nodded, put the ring into his pocket, and prepared to use other materials to paint it again when he got home.

Several masters came over and asked, "Baby, did you find anything different in the secret realm?"

He Cen sighed softly, "No, but can this secret realm retrieve people's memories? I saw scenes from my other world in it, did you notice it?"

The secret realm of illusion usually strikes directly at people's hearts and can definitely penetrate into their consciousness and memory. It's just that everyone is used to this kind of operation, so they haven't thought about it carefully before.

Now that they were reminded, several people hurried back, hoping to take advantage of the time when the secret realm was extracting their memories to see if there were any clues about their true life experiences.

He Cen looked at the backs of the four of them and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "No, haven't you all been here many times?"

"You won't feel the same as you did the first time if you go in again now. Think about it carefully and don't disturb other people's secret realms."

Bei Qi's voice came from far away in the secret realm, "Don't worry, baby, I know what to do!"

He Cen stood outside and waited obediently for a while. Xiao Hei quite liked the ring-shaped scabbard he got this time. Although it didn't look anything special now, He Cen could feel the exceptionally strong power emanating from the ring.

He seldom had such an intimate feeling towards a magical weapon. It seemed that the scabbard chosen for him by Xiao Yuanying was extremely suitable.

The original divine sword will grow and change. The originally ordinary-looking Xiao Hei is now the most gorgeous and dreamy sword in the world of cultivation. It is full of spiritual energy and its style is also very unique.

If this ring is to match Xiao Hei, it naturally cannot be so ordinary.

While he was pondering in his mind for a while, several masters came out of the illusion again in a hurry. This time, the four of them had an indescribable weird look on their faces.

He Cen wondered, "What happened? Is there someone behind you?"

"Why do you look so frightened?"

The four of them looked at each other, and Bo Lou couldn't help but ask first, "Did you guys see that just now, too?"

Jun Chao and Wen Qing didn't say anything, Bei Qi nodded, and He Cen looked at them with confusion.

"No, what are you talking about? What's wrong?"

Bo Lou didn't know how to describe it. The expressions of the four masters were not good, but not bad either. They were just a little confused. They had just entered and experienced the secret realm of illusion again. They thought they would see something about their own origins, but what they actually re-chased was the scene that the little sword spirit had described in the garden before.

They also saw the same fairy palace and the blond man that the little sword spirit mentioned.

She is tall and slender, gentle and kind, and as bright as Hecen.

And his favorite little apprentice, who was only a week-old child at that time, was cutely holding the adult's hand and was surrounded by them.

The four masters couldn't believe it. They actually saw He Cen doing the one-year-old ceremony.

The little sword spirit has grown up in proportion. When it was a child, it had the shadow of its current appearance, white, chubby, and super cute.

How do you say this?

Jun Chao confirmed again, "What we saw were all cranes, right?"

After saying that, she gestured with her hands, a small, cute milk ball.

The other three nodded, and Wen Qing murmured to himself, "I thought I had entered He He's fantasy world... I didn't expect it to be real."

"You were also at the Hehe Zhuazhou ceremony?"

"Which one did your soul travel through?"

"Is the young man in white standing opposite me Jun Chao?"

He Cen's ears perked up as he listened to the scene. "What the hell? Are you watching me do the one-year-old ceremony? What a weird plot development."

After he finished speaking, the four masters seemed to find it ridiculous and couldn't help laughing.

After everyone laughed a few times, Jun Chao nodded, "Then the hooded little devil king standing opposite me should be you, right?"

Of course they themselves couldn't see what they looked like, but they could be sure of their existence in the eyes of others. The four of them were indeed present, and He Cen's grabbing of the first month of the lunar calendar was very lively, with many big shots gathered together, and they all seemed to be famous figures in the upper realm.

The little sword spirit's grabbing ceremony was a big scene. None of the four people escaped. It grabbed Jun Chao's hand and bit it, pulled off Wen Qing's hood, and pulled his hair.

Then he bent Bo Lou's devil's horn and pulled Bei Qi's fox tail.

His hands were very strong and made little Beiqi, who was still a young fox boy at that time, cry bitterly. With tears in his eyes, he held his tail and blew away its fur in pain.