An Muxi breathed a long sigh of relief and immediately opened her eyes, which were filled with deep pain and sadness.
Under the influence of "Dream Essence Platform", she had a dream in which her father died in the battlefield, her mother committed suicide out of hatred, and her sister's body was finally found in the deep mountains and forests.
Even after she woke up and knew that these things were all dreams, illusory and unreal, she still felt a throbbing pain in her heart, her depression could not calm down for a long time, and she couldn't help but start fantasizing in her mind.
What if these things are true?
Will these things happen in the future?
"Chu Ming..."
When people are the saddest and most helpless, the first thing they often think of is the person they most want to rely on.
An Muxi looked around in a panic like a lost child, trying to find that tall figure and longing for him to give her a warm hug and comfort her.
However, when she walked off the "Dream Essence Platform" and her eyes froze, she found Chu Ming squatting in the corner with his head lowered.
"Chu Ming?"
An Muxi slowly came to him and squatted down as well. Most of the pain in her heart was dissipated due to worry, and she expressed concern in a soft voice.
"Chu Ming? What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing...just feeling unwell."
Chu Ming forced a stiff smile, took a few deep breaths before slowly getting up, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Master is really difficult to deal with!
This kind of goblin will one day have to take her into his arms and humiliate her wantonly to prevent her from doing evil!
"How about going back and taking a rest?"
An Muxi mistakenly believed that Chu Ming had also dreamed of a bad scene while practicing on the "Dream Essence Platform", so she held his shoulder and whispered softly.
"Would you like to take a Bingxin Dan? It might be better."
"fine."
Chu Ming shook his head slightly, and then asked coldly and solemnly.
"Senior sister, can you teach me swordsmanship?"
"Swordsmanship?"
Seeing Chu Ming's serious look, An Muxi was stunned for a moment, and then her heart was filled with joy, but she was still slightly confused.
"Do you want to practice sword training?"
"What? Can't I practice cultivation?"
Facing Chu Ming's rhetorical question, An Muxi sighed softly and said softly.
"It's not that you can't practice it, it's just that you need a strong enough talent to practice swordsmanship."
"You also know that the sword is the king of weapons. People without talent can only learn its shape and cannot understand its meaning at all. Do you understand what I am saying?"
"I see."
Chu Ming smiled slightly.
"But I still want to give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll give up."
"..."
Seeing Chu Ming's persistence, An Muxi couldn't help but say something to persuade him to give up.
Rather, she was looking forward to something different about Chu Ming, who had some accomplishments in alchemy cultivation, in sword cultivation.
"Since you want to practice swordsmanship, let me emphasize a few basic points first."
An Muxi's eyes turned cold for a moment, and his originally gentle temperament suddenly changed. His expression was solemn and solemn, and he emphasized in a concentrated voice like a strict teacher.
"First of all, you must have a good sword."
"I'm ready for this."
Chu Ming smiled slightly, then took out the dragon bone from the space bag and waved it twice casually.
"Senior sister, what do you think of this?"
"???"
An Muxi's eyes widened, her red lips parted slightly, and she hesitated to say something, but in the end she was too embarrassed to say it.
Is this bone a sword?
Have you opened your eyes today? If not, I really want to open your eyelids and let you take a good look. Could this thing be a sword?
This is similar to the sword!
An Muxi rubbed her sore eyebrows and pinched her waist with both hands to stop her airway.
"Put it away! Is this a sword?!"
"Come on, let's go to the Affairs Hall to pick out a sword first, and then we'll talk about sword repair."
"Senior sister, there is no need to buy a sword. After all, who said a sword must look like a sword?"
Chu Ming gently stroked the dragon bone helplessly, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Hey, senior sister, how about I go to Bailian Peak to find someone to polish this bone into a sword?"
"!?"
An Muxi's face was full of doubts, but at this moment, an inappropriate dragon roar suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Boy, do you dare to polish this dragon's keel into a sword? I think you are desperate for your life!"
"What's going on?"
Chu Ming conveyed his thoughts to Longgu in his heart.
"Could it be that you can still use this dragon bone when you reshape your body in the future? Besides, even if you can use it, wouldn't it be cool if the ribs turned into the shape of a sword? It won't affect your actions."
"..."
Black Dragon was silent, actually imagining the scene described by Chu Ming in his mind.
The ribs turn into the shape of a sword?
Thinking about it this way, he seems quite handsome!
However, after some thought, Black Dragon still refused, with a very disdainful tone.
"No, how can I let this noble dragon's bones be ruined by a boy like you?"
"Besides, do you really think there are humans who can polish this dragon's bones? I'm afraid they can't even remove some bone powder!"
hiss--!
That seems to make sense!
These words reminded Chu Ming and made him frown.
If we look at the Black Dragon's previous ability to fight against the top leaders of the Tianyan Sect, ordinary people would really be unable to polish its keel.
What to do?
Can we just watch such an excellent magic weapon sit idle?
Seeing Chu Ming's troubled look, An Muxi carefully looked at the dragon bone in his hand, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Obviously, this crystal clear dragon bone is by no means a mortal thing!
Where did Chu Ming get this thing?
But if it is really not a mortal thing, it is not impossible to use it as a sword to practice swordsmanship...
After some thought, An Muxi walked up to Chu Ming, held out her right hand and said in a deep voice.
"Chu Ming, can you show me the bone in your hand?"
"This is called a dragon bone! It's not a bone! Xiaonizi, you actually despise this dragon!"
Listening to the angry roar in his ears, Chu Ming sighed helplessly and handed the dragon bone over.
However, the moment An Muxi held it, his face suddenly turned red, and the keel instantly fell to the ground with a crisp "ding-dong" sound.
"Senior sister?"
Chu Ming picked up the dragon bone in confusion, while An Muxi held his trembling right arm and said with a look of horror on his face.
"Why are these bones so heavy?"
"Heavy?"
Chu Ming looked at the dragon bone in his hand in confusion and tried to wave it a few times, but he couldn't feel its weight at all, as if it was almost like a plastic rod.
Does this thing weigh?
But on the contrary, in response to Chu Ming's casual expression, An Muxi stared at him as if he had seen a ghost, and took it again in disbelief, but still couldn't pick it up.
?
At this time, Chu Ming finally realized the strangeness of the situation, and Black Dragon's proud voice sounded at the right time.
"Do you really think that just anyone can take away this dragon's keel?"
"Boy, you can swing it so easily because this dragon makes it weightless to you. But to others, this keel weighs tens of millions of kilograms!"