Chapter 70: Sword-controlling people? Two male and female swords!

Tang Xiaofeng came to the underground garden and met Lian Jinfeng in front of the attic where Yan Zixiao lived. Lian Jinfeng pointed to the pavilion with a smile, indicating that someone was hiding inside and sulking.

He didn't knock on the door, but just pushed it in. Yan Zixiao was indeed lying on the bed with her face covering, not knowing whether she was crying.

"Sister Zixiao." Tang Xiaofeng sat at the head of the bed with a giggle.

The girl turned her back to him and only shrank her body inward, not paying attention to him. Although she didn't know how good the Yunguang Yueliu Sword was, she also knew that there was no better sword in this palace than them. Even the flying sword that Tang Xiaofeng had cast over the days seemed dim and dull when he put it together with the male and female swords.

That day, Tang Xiaofeng was thrown into the Taisha Cauldron by the Five Ghosts, and all other flying swords, including Zhan Lu, turned into ashes. Only Yun Guangsword had nothing to do with it. Naturally, there is no need to say more about the benefits of these two swords.

If Tang Xiaofeng was really helpless, she would not feel distressed when encountering a critical situation that would cause the flying sword to be damaged. But now, she obviously had nothing to do, but for no reason, she lost two good fairy swords. It was hard for her to not be angry.

Tang Xiaofeng had been with her for three years, and it was the first time he saw a girl like this. He also thought that if he hadn't met him, according to the plot in "Mirror Flowers", Yan Zixiao would not only not leave her hometown like she is now, but could also win a female bachelor's degree. Then he followed his sister Tang Xiaoshan into Penglai to be a happy goddess. He knew that no matter what he said, it was his fault this time, and he felt sorry for her, so he laughed at the girl first. Seeing that she ignored her, he simply lay on the head of the bed and cried loudly.

Yan Zixiao felt even more depressed when she heard him crying, thinking that I hadn't even cried yet, why are you crying? She had to turn around. Unexpectedly, after turning around, he saw that although he was crying loudly, he was making faces again. She didn't know how he did this kind of look of crying and making faces. She couldn't help but laugh again.

As soon as the girl laughed out loud, she immediately realized that she had been fooled by him. She jumped up in anger and smashed her hard on him with a pillow. After a long time, she didn't resist when she saw him. She just laughed constantly and felt a little relieved.

Tang Xiaofeng said seriously: "Sister Zixiao, I know I am wrong this time. Don't be angry. I will definitely help you make a better sword, which is better than the Yunguang Yueliu Sword."

Yan Zixiao snorted: "It's not that easy. And after using those two swords, I don't want to use other swords anymore. I always feel that no sword is as good as those two."

Tang Xiaofeng said: "That's the case, then you don't need to control the sword first, just change it to control the man."

"Master?" Yan Zixiao glanced at him in confusion.

"That's it," Tang Xiaofeng jumped up, imitating the girl's appearance, put one hand on his hips, and pointed around with the other, "Die Xiaofeng, hit me this person, hit that person, Oh, another evil thief is coming, Xiaofeng, help me kill him."

He learned Yan Zixiao's voice and was still vivid and said, "Sister Zixiao, you think, if you want to control the sword, you have to use the sword energy and fly around. It's so troublesome. If you change it to control the sword, wouldn't it be easier and happier?"

The girl smiled so hard that her stomach hurt: "Die, die Xiaofeng..."

Yan Zixiao felt much more relieved after being disturbed by Tang Xiaofeng. She thought that the Yunguang Yueliu sword was destroyed. No matter how bad Xiaofeng was, it was useless. She could only hope that he would refine a real flying sword in the future to compensate him.

Not long after, Lian Jinfeng also came in with the fruits and vegetables. The three of them talked and laughed together, without any grudges.

After leaving Yan and Lian’s two daughters, Tang Xiaofeng walked towards the Book Hall.

Although Yan Zixiao no longer blamed him, he was still very apologetic, thinking that since he had already said that he would accompany Sister Zixiao to a good sword, he had to do what he said.

Since he had made up this idea, he became diligent and began to concentrate on studying the books related to making swords and treasures.

He smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "Those dead ghosts must have seen that when I first got the Taisha Cauldron, they were very interested in the refining. As a result, after three minutes of popularity, they were not very interested. So they deliberately watched me break the Yunguang Yueliu Sword, so that they could teach me some lessons and force me to continue to study."

Although I figured out this, even if I caught the five ghosts, I couldn't beat them anyway. And after all, I was too reckless and careless, so I couldn't blame others, so I had to forget it.

After a long time of research, he finally began to slowly clarify where he was wrong. He thought to himself: "Since I want to inject the essence into the two swords, I should at least first figure out what material the two swords were originally made of, and whether they contain other five elements essence and the essence of heaven and earth. I will be so rude that I will not destroy it. In addition, the five elements essence generated by heaven and earth are too domineering, and often require multiple adjustments or transformations of mutual generation and mutual restraint before they can be injected into swords or magic weapons. Otherwise, no matter how good the material is, it will be difficult to bear. Even if it is cast and used once or twice, it will inevitably be damaged."

Tang Xiaofeng has no goal in his daily work, so he is naturally prone to fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. But now that he has a goal, his attention is highly concentrated. Lian Jinfeng brought the jam, and he sat there flipped the book. When she woke up, he was still sitting there.

After flipping through the books, Tang Xiaofeng took out all the flying swords he had made these days and bounced them one by one, making them make a dragon-like sword sound. He turned his ears to his side and listened quietly. Not only the sword, but also the crystals under him, he also pressed his ears on them, as if he wanted to hear something.

Yan Zixiao asked him what he was doing. He said that every sword and every crystal ore had different sounds, either crisp or dull. If you want to make a sword, you must first listen to the sword. Only those who know how to listen to the sword can become a true sword-casting master.

Life was like this day by day, and after a long time, he finally opened the furnace and forged a sword again.

This time, he did not refine his energy again, but sat next to him like a Bodhisattva from beginning to end, listening to every sound made in the Taisha Cauldron.

He still casts two swords, one of which is made of black iron and orange stone as the main materials, and is calcined with earth essence and heavenly fire, and the other is made of black iron and indigo crystal as the main materials, and is forged with water essence and heavenly wind. The two swords were purified many times and forged repeatedly. Gradually, one sword became orange like the setting sun, and the other sword became blue like the sea. The two swords interacted with each other, echoing each other, and constantly making clanging sounds.

Although the Five Ghosts were helping him to forge swords and protect the cauldron, they did not say a word from beginning to end, as if Tang Xiaofeng's success or failure had nothing to do with them.

The orange flying sword injected with earth energy. It first became more and more orange, but the light emitted was white.

The blue flying sword injected with water essence, which first became darker and darker, but finally emitted a blue light.

It turned out that what he wanted to make was still the male and female swords that had their own two qi of gold and wood, which could shake out the sky thunder when they touched each other, but he already knew that if he directly injected the golden qi and wood energy into the two swords and forced to apply them, then he would break a few times like the Yunguang Yueliu Sword.

Although what he injected into the orange sword was earth, but what he used to produce gold was emitted; although what he injected into the blue sword was water, but what he used to produce wood was emitted.

Only through such a transformation can the original domineering and hostility in the essence of the five elements be eliminated.

The two swords collided from time to time, making a pleasant dragon roar, and slowly began to distinguish male and female. The orange sword was male, surrounded by white gold energy, and the blue sword was female, surrounded by blue wood energy.

The male and female were determined, and the two swords were sympathetic. When they intersected again, they no longer had a clanging sound, but a faint thunder. The thunder was extremely small at first, and then became larger and bigger, shaking the entire Palace of Changsheng shaking.

The Five Ghosts knew that the Immortal Sword was about to be completed and they didn't need to do too much, so they gathered aside.

Seeing that Tang Xiaofeng was still listening to Jian Ming with all his attention, Bai Pinggui did not relax at all even at this last moment, so he praised: "I didn't expect that this kid would become serious and it would be impressive."

"This kid has a very talented personality. In just this short time, he can learn the ability to listen to the sword to the extreme, and fully understand the tricks of injecting the five elements into the sword. If he is tempered, he will become a great person in the future." Qing Wengui's face was expressionless. "I am only worried about his nature. This time, because I feel that I owe that girl, I devote all my energy to the way of refining, thinking that I will compensate her no matter what. When he casts this pair of male and female swords, he may relax again."

"Don't worry about this," said the Black Plague Ghost. "I think he has begun to become interested in this now. If he casts it a few more times in the future, he will feel fulfilled. It is probably difficult for him to give up."

Huang Wen Ghost smiled and said, "Last time he broke the Yun Guangyueliu Sword and started to become active. Do you think we should also destroy his two swords and make him more active?"
Chapter completed!