"Put the knife into the dragon blood ginseng liquid."
Yan Beihan said decisively.
"I've thought about this issue, but in that case, I'm worried that the other party will actually grow, so I haven't made up my mind."
Fang Che frowned.
From the bottom of his heart, he certainly hopes that Lord Ming will win. After all, the relationship has been very deep for so long. Fang Che is not interested in this newly obtained sword soul, no matter how strong it is.
Even he felt that this was really unnecessary.
What's the use of having an extra one?
Yan Beihan carefully thought about Fang Che's concerns and said, "It should be fine. Because this sword is the body of Lord Ming. We cultivate this sword to provide energy for it."
"In the end, only Lord Ming will benefit, and no one else."
Yan Beihan said: "Furthermore, you can also see that although Mingjun is fighting locally, he is still at a disadvantage. Although he can keep dodging, but... in the end, he will inevitably be in danger of being swallowed."
"Today, the dragon blood ginseng liquid is also a last-ditch battle for Ming Lord. If it is useless and nourishes the opponent, there is nothing we can do. Because if the current situation continues, Ming Lord will undoubtedly lose."
"When the other party completely understands every detail of the divine metal blade and understands the characteristics of your use as the master, Ming Jun will be swallowed up."
Yan Beihan said: "At present, the only way we can help Ming Lord is to soak in dragon blood ginseng liquid."
Fang Che looked at the flickering Mingjun sword, frowned, and nodded.
Then he took out several large buckets of dragon blood ginseng liquid.
He controlled the blade with spiritual energy and threw it in.
The blade of the knife goes into the barrel.
Suddenly, Ming Jun let out an excited sword cry, looking very excited and ecstatic!
On the other side, a roar of rage suddenly erupted, and an extremely violent and murderous aura suddenly emerged.
In the bucket of dragon blood ginseng liquid, there were sudden bursts of fierce knife sounds.
Dragons roar and tigers roar incessantly.
All three of them in the room felt a sense of mental turmoil.
"This demon sword soul is really terrifying!"
Yan Beihan couldn't help but marvel.
Bi Yunyan nodded: "But that's all. As long as there are enough dragon blood ginseng liquid tubes, there won't be any problems. But it can also be seen that this is definitely not a complete sword soul."
"Yes."
Yan Beihan said: "If it were a complete sword soul, it would never be so weak. This shows that the sword soul inside is actually a nourishment for your sword."
Fang Che was surprised: "Nutrition?"
"Of course."
Yan Beihan said: "This world is a testing ground controlled by gods. If I really want to give you the divine weapon sword soul, how can I give you the incomplete one? But if you give us the complete one now, what will happen to our current cultivation level?
Can we control the sword soul that has been used by the gods? Even the lowest sword soul cannot be used by us. Instead, the sword soul will control the mind and become the slave of the sword soul."
"So, if the gods want to give us benefits, they can only do it this way. Peel off a trace of the soul of the sword that has no sanity and put it here. Waiting for the weapon of the person who gets it to be integrated."
"If there is the original divine spirit, after swallowing it, the strength will be greatly improved. If there is no divine spirit inside, then this muddy sword soul will not hurt the master in the sword. As the master cultivates it, it will slowly grow stronger."
The divine spirit that transformed into the blade."
"This is the true meaning of the word trial in Lingming Trial Field."
Fang Che nodded silently.
He couldn't help but admire him and said: "Master Yan is really well-informed. On this point, my subordinates can't help but admire him."
A tired smile appeared on Yan Beihan's pretty face, and he said calmly: "If you have been soaked in countless classics since you were a child, and you can't remember the contents, you will be slapped on the palm. You can do it too...
"
Bi Yunyan sighed softly at Yan Beihan's words.
A big family... has its benefits. It is true that the starting point is countless times higher than other people's ending points.
However, in order to maintain the words "big family", the children of each generation have to endure no one knows how much sacrifice they have to endure. This is something that children from ordinary families cannot imagine.
Why do many people feel that the young masters of super families are prone to abnormal or twisted psychology, such as masochism or sadism, which is enough to become the laughing stock of the world, and the scandals of such big families have never been covered up?
It has been rumored that it has been talked about for many years, and it will even be written into history books...
In fact, it was created by the environment he grew up in.
Because the nature of children is actually the same.
Love to eat, play, be naughty and love freedom.
But children from big families don’t have this!
The life path of children from ordinary families is full of unknowns, but children from big families have seen the end since they were born...
Moreover, the road from the starting point to the end point has been strictly planned. It is like two rulers marking a straight road!
There is no room for mistakes, not even one step.
There was a hissing sound in the dragon's blood ginseng bucket, and slowly the entire bucket of dragon's blood ginseng liquid turned into pure water in such a short period of time.
The nutrients in it were drained away by Hades.
The blade of the sword made an exciting sound.
I want it, I want it too!
I need it urgently!
Fang Che waved his hand, and the blade of the sword entered another bucket. Ming Jun's joyful sword cry immediately sounded. Not only Fang Che, but also Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan could hear it. Ming Jun's sword cry contained the opposite meaning.
The gratitude and attachment of the master.
Smoke rose again from the barrel.
Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan also forgot all other things.
He was just concentrating on waiting to see the outcome of the battle.
On one side, they chatted with each other.
Forty barrels of dragon blood ginseng liquid were turned into clear water in a very short period of time.
The sound of Ming Jun's sword became clearer and clearer, and more and more cheerful.
The forty-first bucket of dragon blood ginseng liquid was put in. The color of Ming Jun has not changed much.
It seems that Lord Ming is completely full this time.
Yan Beihan immediately said: "Fang... let it out and check the situation. You should be able to hold it with your hands."
With all his concentration, Yan Beihan almost let his mouth slip.
Fortunately, he reacted immediately and swallowed the word 'Che' and changed it to 'Let it out'; Bi Yunyan was so naive that he didn't pay any attention to Yan Beihan's change of accent.
He just looked at the Ming Jun Dao with full concentration and interest, his eyes full of novelty.
Fang Che also sweated a lot: "Okay."
He glanced at Yan Beihan.
Check out the correct version one by one!
Yan Beihan looked motionless, rolled his eyes, and quietly stuck out his tongue.
Attracted by the spiritual energy, the Mingjun Sword detached from the bucket of dragon blood ginseng liquid and landed on the table with a bright flash.
From the handle to the blade, most of it has a bright luster.
And that faint trace of the sword soul has been forced to the front of the sword and the back of the sword. Although it is still flickering and still trying its best to fight back, it can no longer make any trouble.
Ming Jun let out a joyful sword roar, and the blade actually trembled.
Send a clear signal.
"Hold me! Master, hold me!"
That kind of kindness, that kind of attachment, that kind of whole-hearted conversion made Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan extremely envious.
None of the knives they had cultivated since childhood behaved like this.
However, Fang Che helped Ming Jun defeat the evil sword soul this time, but Ming Jun completely returned to his heart!
Fang Che stretched out his hand and immediately felt Ming Jun's attachment, and the infinite satisfaction and joy of being in contact with him again.
He turned it around in his palm for several times before continuing to fight.
Fang Che wholeheartedly held the handle of the knife with his hand, conveying his firm support and heart to Ming Jun.
Ming Jun's own power, combined with Fang Che's spiritual thoughts, immediately launched an all-out attack on the remaining sword souls!
He looked like he was going to chase the poor bandits with all his strength.
On the blade, light flashed and murderous intent surged into the sky.
Ming Jun's bright sword light rushes towards the dark direction in waves. With each impact, you can clearly see that the dark sword soul dims for a while, and then decreases a little...
That was swallowed up by Hades.
As Ming Lord continued to devour the opponent, he became stronger and stronger.
The sword's light is bright, shining like the light of the sun!
Both Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan who were exposed could only turn their faces sideways, not daring to look directly.
But Fang Che had no influence at all.
Seeing Ming Jun advancing and devouring, Yan Beihan sighed with envy and said: "Night Demon, this sword of yours has become..."
"It's done?"
Fang Che was a little confused: "What do you mean?"
"You will know when we face each other in the future." Yan Beihan was full of longing and said: "It would be great if my sword could pass through it like this once..."
Bi Yunyan said: "A hundred years later, there should be a lot of these things here, there is always a chance."
Yan Beihan nodded: "Look forward to it."
Under the envious eyes of the two women, Ming Jun completed the final devouring.
Swallow the last bit of darkness on the tip of the knife.
The whole knife is like a light bulb, shining brightly.
The blade emitted bursts of soft chirps, as if a naughty child had accomplished a remarkable achievement and was showing off to adults:
"I'm awesome! I'm awesome!"
Fang Che couldn't help but feel fond of it. He took the knife in his hand and put it against his face, saying: "It's amazing! It's great! It makes me so satisfied!"
Ming Jun let out a "clang" sound with satisfaction!
That was the sound of sheathing.
Meaning: Let me go back quickly! I want to go play with them!
Play?
Fang Che almost laughed out loud. You can't wait to show off your power, right?
But he was still satisfied and warned: "Don't bully others. If you bully others, I will be angry!"
Ming Jun's light flickered on the blade, and even Yan Beihan felt as if he could see a tsundere, and couldn't help but smile at the corners of his lips: "So cute."
Then the light on Ming Jun slowly dimmed.
It turned into its normal appearance.
Fang Che flipped his wrist, Mingjun hissed, and couldn't wait to enter the space of spiritual consciousness, showing off his power.