Chapter 262 Say It Again
Bei Qi was really surprised when he heard Jun Chao say this, "The pain was real. I thought I was dreaming. He He's hand was so strong."
When he said this, Bo Lou couldn't help but touch his head, as if the horn on his head was broken quite badly.
Jun Chao stretched out his hand and saw that there was indeed a faint tooth mark on his finger.
He Cen blinked, "Good fellow, did I really bite it?"
"How could this secret realm repeat what happened in the Immortal Palace so many years ago? Could it be that this place has the function of time travel and reshaping?"
The four masters were also surprised. After all, the bite marks on Jun Chao's hand were very fresh, which obviously happened just now. Bei Qi quickly let out his own tail to take a look, and found that one of the tails was indeed missing some hair.
Bo Lou held his forehead with his hand and said, "I was wondering why my head hurt so much just now. He He, you are so strong despite your small size."
Several people laughed softly. He Cen did not see what happened just now, but after hearing what the four masters said, he found it quite interesting.
"It's a pity that I wasn't here, otherwise I wouldn't have attacked you guys so recklessly."
Jun Chao patted his head and said, "You were very cute when you were little. You looked very blessed. We all liked you, and the elders also doted on you."
He Cen curled his lips, "Really? Then have you seen what those adults look like? Do you have any clues about their backgrounds?"
The four masters' attention was all on the little sword spirit. They had been there for such a short while that they had no time to remember the others. However, the scene was very warm. Everyone surrounded He Cen, and each of the immortals had a generous and warm aura. They must be a group of very gentle and kind adults.
I came here originally to explore information from the upper realm, and now that I have gained so many memories, it is not a wasted trip.
He Cen also got the sword scabbard, which was considered a great harvest.
Yinwei Island will not disappear, we can just come back again.
Wait until the little sword spirit has finished making the scabbard, and then see if there is a road connecting to the upper realm. Who knows, the ladder to heaven may appear.
In fact, the environment on the island is quite good. He Cen likes it very much. If possible, he would like to live here for a long time. When he left, his little Yuan Ying also floated out and was reluctant to leave.
Seeing how reluctant he was, several masters coaxed him gently, "How about we repair the fairy palace here when we have time in the future?"
"Hehe likes it too. Anyway, Yinwei is an uninhabited island, and no one else dares to occupy it. But Hehe should be the owner of this place, so it should be okay for him to live here?"
He Cen's eyes lit up, "Really? Then it's a deal, I want this island to be my home."
"In the future, I will also build a fairy palace of my own, and then invite you to come and play."
Bei Qi waved his fan sourly, "Oh, I thought baby would bring us teachers to live together~ It turns out baby didn't count the masters."
This jealous guy was so jealous that He Cen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You all have your own places, and I'm afraid you don't like my little place."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Qing and Bo Lou pinched his face, "Say it again?"
The little sword spirit immediately begged for mercy, "Oh Master, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, if you guys like it, just stay here wherever you want!"
The Demon Lord then withdrew his hand and said, "There won't be a next time. If you say something like this again, I will have to take some extraordinary measures to teach you a lesson next time."
He Cen crossed his arms and looked at him with a smile, "What? Master, are you willing to use harsh measures on me now? Do you not care about your disciple anymore?"
Bo Lou snorted and laughed, "Whether it hurts or not, you'll know when the time comes."
The words inexplicably carried a bit of gangster spirit and hooliganism. He Cen blushed and silently took a step back. "If you have something to say, please talk nicely. Don't use your hands or feet."
Bo Lou raised his lips and smiled, "Are you scared?"
He Cen was still retreating, and just as he was about to stand up hard, his back hit Wen Qing's bulging pectoral muscles.
There were wolves in front and tigers behind, and the little sword spirit's momentum to fight back wilted in an instant.
Under the half-smiling gazes of the four masters, he silently shut his mouth.
He couldn't even defeat one against one, let alone one against four. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. He Cen still knows what is good for him.
Bo Lou did not tease him anymore. After the group returned, He Cen went to study his scabbard, while the masters practiced even harder and dug into their previous spiritual memories to see if there were any new discoveries.
In the past, they didn't want to recall the past because of their bad experiences. But now their life experience has become a mystery, and they can't just let their little disciple do the work of ascension, they have to find a way themselves.
For some things, it is more effective to face them yourself.
Several people read the Heavenly Book every day to improve their cultivation, and He Cen was thinking about making a scabbard by himself. Occasionally, he would discuss it with his masters and learn the methods of refining weapons with the help of Bo Lou's strange fire.
He had spent a lot of effort learning these things before, and was terrible at refining weapons, so when he was making a scabbard for his own sword, he was extremely careful and nervous.
The Demon Lord patted his head and said, "Don't be afraid, your master is here, just do it boldly."
He Cen frowned slightly, "This has wasted a lot of materials. What if something goes wrong when matching the ring?"
Bo Lou chuckled, "Don't keep thinking about making mistakes. You can definitely sense your own scabbard more accurately, so feel free to start. You are yourself, no one knows your sword better than you, and no one knows your scabbard better than you."
"It must have trusted you to have it in your hands. Don't worry about your own strength. Even if you can't refine other treasures, your own scabbard will definitely be fine."
The words were spoken gently. He Cen was silent for a moment, then nodded.
The ring itself is a treasure that can be extended and retracted. When paired with the original Xiao Hei, it will automatically unfold and generate a scabbard to wrap Xiao Hei.
Normally, when the sword doesn't want to be restrained, it shrinks into a small circle like this, quietly hanging under the tip of the sword.
In fact, He Cen has already opened the scabbard to try it out. After unfolding it, it turned out to be a silver-white crystal scabbard. It is not clear what material it is made of, but it has the texture of metal and the feeling of glass crystal. It is dreamy and beautiful.
It is the most special one among all the natural treasures that He Cen has ever seen.
Because his original sword can grow, and it is a fusion of the bones and blood of several masters, the sword body is a very gorgeous crimson, and is also matched with black, gold, and aqua blue. If it were only silver and white, it would seem a bit thin.
In the past few days, the little sword spirit has merged some of its own blood into the circular scabbard, and it has absorbed it very well. Red sword patterns have appeared on the pattern, making it more gorgeous and brilliant.
He just needs to add the remaining ingredients in slowly.
Bo Lou was always there to help him adjust it. He Cen got better and better at it and was in a very good mood. "My sword is unique, and this scabbard doesn't look bad either~"
"When it's done, it might be a magical artifact."