[69 Book Bar - www.] The stunning Ferrari was speeding along the straight road. Zhou Qianqian's face looked a little bad. She kept driving without paying attention to Yang Quan and did not speak. Yang Quan concluded that there was something on her mind.
It's not all written on her face, she is a person who can't hide her thoughts.
"Qianqian, are you worried?"
"One of the three gems in your hand just now is very similar to the one in Grandpa's hand!" Zhou Qianqian did not look at Yang Quan and moved her mouth slightly.
Yang Quan was stunned and thought he was careless. No one knew that he took Mr. Zhou's colored stone, including Zhou Qianqian. Now that Zhou Qianqian saw it, he was thinking about how to explain it.
Yang Quan's original intention of infiltrating the Zhou family was for this colored stone, but now he has a relationship with Zhou Qianqian. If he told her directly, she would die of heartbreak. Moreover, the five thieves who stole the gem were Hu Xia
Those five people, if Yang Quan tells Zhou Qianqian, then the five Hu and Xia people will not be able to stay in the Zhou family.
"Why don't you speak?" Seeing that Yang Quan didn't reply, Zhou Qianqian asked.
"Yes, this colored stone is your grandfather's!" Yang Quan confessed. Since he was in love with Zhou Qianqian, he didn't want to hide it.
"Then why is it in your hands? Did grandpa give it to you?"
"No! The thing is like this, your third uncle paid someone to steal this colored stone. He already succeeded, but I found out, so I fought off the thief and took back the colored stone. Then I discovered this colored stone.
It was very helpful to my cultivation, so I selfishly stayed and did not make this matter public. I'm sorry, Qianqian, I don't want to hide it from you. Please forgive me!" What Yang Quan said is also true, but he hid some things.
Details, it’s better for everyone.
"But grandpa loves this gem the most and usually doesn't let us touch it. If he knew that the gem was lost, he would be very sad!"
"I understand what you mean. I don't want to embarrass you. Let's go home right now. I will explain it clearly to your grandfather in person and ask him to give me this colored stone. This colored stone is very important to me!"
"Okay, I will also help you persuade him. Grandpa usually loves me the most. I think he will agree!" Zhou Qianqian's brows relaxed. It was obvious that she was satisfied with Yang Quan's answer. This is the Yang Quan in his mind.
Dare to act and be responsible.
Whoosh! The motor accelerated, and the sports car roared towards Zhou's house.
No matter how fast a sports car is, it cannot be faster than a blind man. Yes, the blind man is a mysterious person who hides his secrets.
After Yang Quan and the others left, he also left the dormitory.
In an open place, seeing no one around him, he clenched his fists and shouted loudly. A seal in his body broke open, and an overwhelming breath burst out from him. The surrounding vegetation was blown to one side by the breath.
The aura is many times stronger than that of Yang Quan.
If Yang Quan were to use his mind to probe him again at this moment, he would find that this blind man is also a monk who has practiced human skills. The vitality in his body is majestic. The most important thing is that his Dantian is also covered with elixirs, but it is not a golden elixir.
, but four different colors of Yuan Dan.
"Walker has no boundaries!" With a flash, the blind man disappeared, like a ghost in the night. Yang Quan's speed was already very fast, but the blind man's was faster than him countless times. At least Yang Quan would leave behind a string of
shadow, but he is like a gust of wind.
But if Yang Quan perfects the second of Xuanyuan Sword's three moves - Meteor, then the blind man's speed will no longer be impressive.
After running wildly for twenty-four hours, the blind man arrived at his destination, the foot of Mount Everest. Yes, this was his destination. Mount Everest was more than a thousand miles away from Hong Kong. The blind man ran there in a day and a night, which shows his speed and ability.
The magic of law.
In the secret cave in the middle of Mount Everest, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled faintly.
With a snap, the blind man appeared in front of him.
"Great-grandson joins Taizu!" The blind man knelt before the old man and prostrated himself on the ground.
"Okay, very good, get up! Your speed has improved again!" The old man looked at the blind man with relief.
"Thank you very much, Taizu. Great-grandson has already taken care of the matters that Taizu has assigned to you. This is what you want!" The blind man opened a cloth bag and pushed it in front of the old man.
Four complete colored stones, yes, they are the four that Yang Quan was looking for, and three fragments, the three pieces he got from Yang Quan, the Qingfeng Sword, the Holy Sword, and a scepter, yes, they are the Pharaoh.
King's scepter.
"Well done. It seems that the day for us to leave is coming soon. After waiting for hundreds of years, it is finally here!" The old man sighed deeply.
Boom! There was a loud noise, the sound shook the sky, the entire secret cave was shaking, and countless avalanches were triggered outside the secret cave. The old man's aura suddenly increased without limit, ten times, a hundred times, and the vitality of the entire mountain continued to increase.
It flowed into the secret cave and rushed into the old man's body.
The five peach wood nails on the old man's body had already been forced out of his body, and shot into the stone wall directly in front of him, sinking deeply into the stone wall, leaving five deep pits.
And the wounds on his body are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. This is the benefit of practicing human martial arts. Practicing Taoist or Buddhist techniques does not have such a recovery speed at all.
After a moment, an old man with immortal spirit and spiritual energy appeared. He was completely different from the previous one who was covered in injuries and frail. At this moment, every move he made seemed to set off a storm.
"My grandson, you arrange a sky-covering formation around the cave to hide this place!" the old man said to the blind man. The boundless pressure made the blind man dare not open his eyes to look at him.
"Yes, Taizu!" The blind man stood up, took out a few coins and stones from his pocket, and walked towards the entrance of the cave.
The old man looked at the cloth bag in front of him, smiled slightly, reached for it, and then stood up.
As he stood, it turned out that the ice surface had undergone huge changes. The ice surface melted rapidly. Before it turned into water droplets, it had already risen and evaporated. The temperature in the secret cave increased suddenly. It was originally freezing cold, but now it was scorching.
Human heart and lungs, these are two extremes.
The ice surface evaporated and the ground was exposed. The ground was made of lava sand. The old man took a step back and suddenly shot out a three-foot-high tongue of fire from his original position. The temperature of the flame was so high that it seemed to be able to melt the world.
All things.
"The fire of the Earth Flame, long time no see!" The old man looked at the flame and smiled faintly. He has been sitting on this flame for hundreds of years.
Under his original position, there was a cave entrance, and the flames came out of the cave entrance. He blocked the cave entrance with his body, causing the temperature of the entire mountain to drop year by year, causing Mount Everest to be covered with snow all year round, which is higher than one year.
Year.
At this moment, the old man was sitting next to the flame. Ignoring the height of the scorching heat, he stretched out his right index finger and middle finger and clamped the flame. The flame seemed to be tangible and was clamped by it.
Click, like scissors, cut with two fingers, the flame is cut off by it, and a little flame will stay on the fingertips.
He picked up the Qingfeng Sword with his left hand and spoke plausibly. The Qingfeng Sword floated in front of his eyes and trembled, as if he knew he was going to be melted.
The flames at the fingertips were strong, and the old man's two fingers touched the Qingfeng Sword's body, and the Qingfeng Sword began to struggle, and then the entire sword was swallowed up by the flames. After a while, the Qingfeng Sword melted into copper water.
The old man grabbed his left hand in the copper water, and a nearly formed spirit was grabbed out and held firmly in his palm. Yes, this is the sword spirit that the Qingfeng Sword has produced after a long period of time.
Phew! The old man blew gently, and the copper water dissipated invisible.
"Get up!" the old man shouted softly.
The Holy Sword and the Pharaoh's scepter were like the Qingfeng Sword, floating side by side in front of the old man's eyes.
At another point, the two legendary weapons were melted again, and the molten iron was as black as ink and as red as blood.
"Merge!"
The two pools of molten iron are approaching each other, swallowing, and merging. The color is changing and the volume is expanding.
After a while, they merged into one, dark red in color, and the two no longer excluded each other, but blended into each other.
The flame continued to burn, and the old man's two fingers were gesturing on the molten iron, sometimes tapping it, sometimes kneading it, over and over again. The old man was shaping it.
Soon after, the old man's forehead was already sweating, and the sweat was like beads, but his expression was relaxed, and it was obvious that he had completed his shaping.
A brand new holy sword was in front of the old man. The old man nodded with satisfaction, but it was only a prototype.
With a flick of his left hand, the sword spirit was thrown into the prototype of the holy sword. It kept struggling and roaring, as if it couldn't bear the high temperature of the sword body.
The old man ignored it and slapped his left hand on the ground. All seven colored stones bounced up, turned his hand into a sword, and swung out a sword energy. The other four colored stones were cut off into four pieces, and they were cut into four pieces with Yang Quan's three little ones.
Blocks are generally sized.
"go!"
The old man grabbed it seven times with his left hand, and the seven colorful stone fragments were caught on the surface of the sword body. He clicked hard with two fingers of his right hand seven times, and the seven colored stone fragments were embedded into the sword body.
The shape of the seven colored stone fragments is exactly the same as the Big Dipper in the sky, which echoes each other from afar.
The flames at the fingertips retracted into the old man's body, and the old man's eyes burst into golden light.
He pinched his hands continuously, and countless various seals were formed in his hands, some like dragons, some like tigers, and then pushed into the sword body. As soon as the sword body incorporated these seals, it glowed red,
A total of seventy-seven forty-nine seals were driven into the sword body.
"Fire!" After everything was completed, the old man stood up and stared at the sword that was about to take shape.
He opened his right hand, flames burst out, and the whole palm was on fire. His big hand wandered over the sword body. He wanted to modify the shape, repair the edges and unevenness, and constantly rub the blades on both sides with his two fingers to ensure the sharpness of the sword.
.
"Ding!" After the practice was completed, the old man shouted the word "ding", and the entire sword was shaped.
A sword with a length of one and a half meters was thus formed, with a red light shining on the blade, which was very sharp.
"Taizu, is this done?" A few hours later, the blind man had returned from setting up the sky-shielding formation. He had seen the old man's refining process.
"There is one last step, tempering!" the old man murmured with a serious expression.
The old man grabbed the sword, took a step forward, inserted the sword at the entrance of the hole, and let the fire of the earth's flames devour the sword. When he was refining the weapon just now, the old man used the heart of fire to refine the weapon, and the temperature was much higher. Now he is tempering it with the fire body.
The temperature is not that high.
"Before you go back, let the earth fire temper the impurities in the sword body, so that this sword can be fully formed!" The old man touched his forehead, wiped off the big beads of sweat, and looked at the sword with joy.
