Seeing the dragon-tiger outer elixir taking the form of a real elixir, it slowly fell to the ground and hit the stone, creating a big crater.
The dragon-shaped divine will and the tiger-shaped divine will inside are constantly fighting and intersecting, causing the originally transparent flowing silver to show numerous and complex patterns.
The cultural relic is completely inside the shadow of the flowing light. If it weren't for the confrontation between the dragon and the tiger, it would not be visible at all.
Zhang Mingtu had tried hard to pinch it before, but was unable to damage the flowing silver at all, but Dragon and Tiger Fighting made it completely emerge, with countless lines on both sides, and it was gradually torn into pieces by Dragon and Tiger Fighting.
Then it gradually turned into a Dragon and Tiger Pill, and the Dragon and Tiger Pill gradually took shape.
Zhang Mingtu's heart also slowly dropped, and finally it went back into his stomach.
The divine intention of the Tianlong Divine Fist and the Tiger Demon Bone Fist are still there in my mind. After all, they are magical skills acquired through diligent study and practice every day. They cannot disappear directly and just turn into two phantoms.
The real confrontation will mostly take place in the Dragon and Tiger Waidan, and the aftermath of the battle will still form ripples in the mind.
But in such a scene, the ripples caused by the phantom confrontation between the dragon and the tiger's outer elixir will not form a life-threatening talisman like before, but will instead be the most advanced panacea in the world.
Any alien energy in the body will be dealt with under the confrontation between Longhu Waidan, and it will either belong to you or me, while the incompletely digested elixirs or other genius treasures will be forcibly refined and decomposed.
The most important thing is that this process is controllable and will not forcefully burn the longevity essence in the body like before.
Of course, that will be in the future, and now it is just taking shape. If you want to truly achieve the big goals, you still need continuous practice.
It wasn't until the Dragon and Tiger Outer Pills were formed that Zhang Mingtu had time to look at the Qingshuang Sword on the other side of the table. Wangzhou was an ancient sword with a blade that flowed like water, and Zhang Mingtu couldn't help but look happy on his face.
The legendary Emperor's Sword is one of the most top divine weapons in the world. Normally, if it falls into the Jianghu, it will definitely cause a huge disturbance.
Four years later, it indeed caused huge waves in Jianyi and even the entire Jiangzhou.
I don't know how many martial arts masters and even figures in the government have come forward to fight for or return this treasure to the arsenal.
In the end, the divine sword disappeared inexplicably, leaving only a legend.
Who took it away, no one knows.
If Zhang Mingtu had not taken it out from the river in advance, no one would have imagined that the famous sword that had become famous all over the world hundreds of years ago would quietly sink into the Ganjiang River.
There is no need to pay any price, as long as you can walk under the river, you can get this divine sword in your hands.
"It feels so easy and easy to do, I feel unreal..."
Zhang Mingtu picked up the ancient sword with his right hand. A stream of light bloomed from the sword's blade, flowing from the hilt to the tip of the sword. You could even hear the roar of the sword's body.
The ancient sword that had been dormant for hundreds of years was also eager to be unearthed. Zhang Mingtu didn't know the swordsmanship, so he swung it twice casually. He felt that the sword was quite handy, and he accidentally slashed it.
boom!
The sound of the stone falling to the ground stunned Zhang Mingtu. He had just swung his sword and accidentally danced past the stone table. He didn't feel much obstruction, but a corner of the stone table had fallen and hit the ground, splashing a lot of dust.
"This sword..."
Zhang Mingtu's eyes lit up. For the first time, he saw what it meant to cut iron like clay. The stone table was quite hard and was made of an unknown marble material.
With Zhang Mingtu's current strength and energy, he could smash it with one punch.
The area where the Qingshuang Sword was wielded was as smooth as a mirror, and it was completely cut without leaving many traces. The key was that Zhang Mingtu did not use any force.
"It is indeed the legendary sword that can kill dragons..."
Zhang Mingtu was amazed in his heart, and couldn't help but have a hint of joy on his face.
After pondering for a moment, he put the ancient sword back into the wooden box.
But without the seal of the flowing silver, when it was placed in the wooden box, the sharp energy of the sword body left traces on the wooden box.
Zhang Mingtu, who has a keen sense of spirituality, can even detect that the sword seems to be breathing, vaguely connected to the heaven and earth, and constantly devouring the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
"This magic weapon..."
Zhang Mingtu's expression changed.
After the Qingshuang Sword was unearthed, there was a great deal of dispute between Jianghu and Jianghu, and it was even rumored that a master in Jiangzhou had died because of it.
In the end, there were various folk rumors. Some said that it was taken away by an unknown master. Others said that the government had a special method of tracing and fixing the sword to determine the traces of the sword, and sent a grand master-level figure to take the sword away and return it to the country.
In the summer arsenal.
At that time, Zhang Mingtu only saw it as a joke, but now that he actually saw the sword as if it was breathing, his expression suddenly became serious.
That breathing really has an inexplicable frequency and rhythm, driving the essence of heaven and earth, like a unique internal breathing method.
It seemed to be some kind of inner strength and mental method. Zhang Mingtu couldn't clearly judge it, but he could know that if someone followed this trace to inquire, it was really possible that he would be traced.
"It's over, this is still a big trouble."
Zhang Mingtu clearly understood the reason why ordinary people should avoid their crimes when they are innocent. His current situation was like that of a child holding gold to get through the busy market.
If someone discovers it, it will be much more important than Yuhuchun's formula.
After all, Yuhuchun can only bring wealth to a family, but this sword is a real magic weapon, representing the majesty of the royal family.
After staring at the ancient sword for a long time, Zhang Mingtu still couldn't make a complete judgment, but he didn't dare to take the sword home. He tried to seal that special wave, but there was no way to completely seal it.
Previously, it was blocked by the shadow of flowing light, and its aura was not revealed at all, but now it gradually revealed its appearance, and after Zhang Mingtu stayed here for a while, he felt that the ancient sword was two points brighter than before.
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Mingtu gritted his teeth and sealed the sword in the ancient box again, but did not dare to take the sword back.
A big pit was dug in the middle of the house, and the wooden box and the sword were buried in the ground.
After being buried underground, the inexplicable fluctuations were not as obvious as before.
Of course, if someone who is familiar with the actual situation carefully investigates, they can still find something strange. If you don't understand, you will only feel that the aura of this house is one or two points stronger than that of ordinary houses.
Zhang Mingtu frowned, dug out the sword again, dug out two rocks, and wrapped the wooden box around it again.
After another layer of sealing, the fluctuations were two points smaller, but the whole thing still existed, seemingly there or not at all.
Zhang Mingtu thought for a moment, bit his fingertips, and used the blood from his fingertips to draw a few runes on the four corners of the courtyard. The fluctuations were two points smaller. This was a sealing method occasionally discussed by an old Taoist from Shiwanda Mountain.
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After three times like this, no obvious fluctuations were felt outside the small courtyard. Zhang Mingtu finally put down some of his thoughts, looked at the sky and turned around to return to the courtyard.
As soon as he entered the house and before he lay down, he heard the sound of his parents getting up. This time, his mother came straight to his house, without stopping, she knocked on the door and called.
"Hurry up, hurry up, the clan leader is going to hold a college entrance banquet at the restaurant today, and Tu Yuan is going to Longxing Martial Arts Academy."