Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Soul Capture Sword, Soul Cat Sword
The entire Phoenix City is in trembling fear, and no one dares to make any rash move!
In a true sense, I have achieved something that I have not experienced for many years; peace!
Everyone, whether they are warriors or ordinary people, are living with their tail between their legs.
He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention to anything, he would be arrested by the Star Shield Directorate; now because of the death of someone from the Dragon Blood Team, the Star Shield Directorate had red eyes like hungry wolves, looking at everyone with bad intentions.
At this time, no one wants to ask for trouble. If there is a problem, it is not themselves unlucky!
On the sixth day, Qin Fangyang returned to the No. 2 Middle School with Sister Lan. Although the two of them were still a little weak, their injuries had recovered to 80% or 90%, and there was nothing serious. They were always the strongest from an infant, and after getting the final strength
With high-quality treatment, you can recover quickly.
Mu Yanyan and her three fellow apprentices, who were equally seriously injured, still felt that they were disgraced. There was a traitor on their side, which directly led to Yang Yu's death. It would be unjustifiable if they did not give an appropriate explanation.
For this reason, Mu Yanyan and several fellow disciples reported the matter to the top management of Kunlun Dao Sect. The sect was also collectively shocked; they paid a considerable amount of compensation for this.
After all, Duan Tianyu rebelled and caused such a serious problem, and the Kunlun Taoist Sect cannot escape the blame.
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Zuo Xiaoduo found that his current situation seemed to be a bit tragic.
Ever since I started reading pictures at the school gate, probably from the third day, the refreshing feeling has been coming one after another. Although the number of points given by looking at a person is not many, at most it is half a drop or a third.
One drop, one-tenth of a drop, nothing extraordinary...
But it can’t handle the large number of people, and the base is amazing. You can earn at least a little more than one cool power a day.
And as the cooling power continued to arrive, the Dantian naturally continued to expand, and the meridians also continued to expand... For a time, no matter how hard I practiced and absorbed a lot of Star Soul Jade, I still didn't have that kind of energy for a long time.
Break through the restless feeling of suppression!
Although his luck points increased and money kept coming, Zuo Xiaoduo became anxious because he felt that he could never fill up his cultivation level.
No, there are only a few days until Nian Nian Mao breaks through. What if I can’t break through the current barrier before then?!
The first thing Qin Fangyang did when he returned to school was to ask Zuo Xiaoduo: "How have you been these past few days?"
Zuo Xiaoduo drooped his head: "There is no progress yet."
"How many times have you suppressed it?"
"It was okay for the first few days, but in the last four or five days, it hasn't happened once."
"Not once!?"
Qin Fangyang nodded, with a bit of anger on his face.
With a bang, Zuo Xiaoduo's whole body turned into a gourd: "Not even once, what have you been doing these days? If you don't know the path of cultivation, is it like sailing against the current? If you don't advance, you will retreat?"
What Teacher Qin said is absolutely true. Laxness is the most feared thing in practice. Once laziness occurs, the current situation cannot be adjusted and consolidated, and cases of stagnation or even regression occur. It is not uncommon!
A week before his accident, Zuo Xiaoduo had to work hard to suppress it, but now a week has passed and he doesn't feel it anymore. This is definitely not a waste of effort!
What other explanation can there be?
Regardless of Zuo Xiaoduo's explanation, Qin Fangyang left the north and south and beat him up.
"Let me tell you, if you are overtaken by Wanli Xiu, Long Yusheng and others... I'm waiting for the day when you call me Brother Long and Sister Xiu!" Qin Fangyang said viciously: "Starting from tomorrow, your boy's basic weight will be lifted.
Double the amount! I carry five thousand kilograms to and from class every day!"
"When you read the fortune teller, you have to show me the golden rooster in an independent state, carrying a weight of 5,000 kilograms! In the morning, leave your left leg, noon, right leg, and in the afternoon, take off your shoes and do two-finger meditation!"
Zuo Xiaoduo lowered his eyebrows and agreed one by one like an angry little daughter-in-law.
The progress of cultivation is not fast, and I don’t speak forcefully!
Well, one more important thing has come to an end, that is, the swords of Zuo Xiaonian and Zuo Xiaoduo are all finished.
Especially Zuo Xiaonian, not only the sword, but also the scabbard was completed one after another!
After receiving the Sword of Expectation, Zuo Xiaonian fell in love with it as soon as he saw it and couldn't put it down. It's no exaggeration.
This sword is pure white and crystal clear. At first glance, it doesn't look like a murder weapon at all, but more like a work of art.
The appearance of the scabbard is gray-white and looks extremely inconspicuous.
However, as long as you hold it in your hand, you will feel a stream of cold spiritual energy flowing into your hand, nourishing your cultivation and soul all the time.
The design of the sword hilt is a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly. The two wings are connected to form a sword grid. The less noticeable part of the phoenix wings is a cute puppy on one side, holding it with two small paws.
Phoenix wings, raising his head and sticking out his little tongue, with a cute and naive look on his face.
"Actually, what I like most about this sword are these two puppies. They are so cute and I like them so much! Hahaha..."
Zuo Xiaonian couldn't put it down for this sword, while Zuo Xiaoduo rolled his eyes wildly and dismissed it.
Let’s talk about Zuo Xiaoduo’s sword. The most intuitive impression is just one word – thin!
Then it's light.
The entire sword is visually no different from a piece of paper, and even the hilt is twice as thin as an ordinary sword hilt.
"The main material of this sword is made of real gold on the cloud. It is three feet long and weighs 434 grams. If we just talk about the sharpness of the sword, it can be called the best in the world!"
This is Wu Tiejiang’s evaluation of this sword!
Number one in the world!
When Zuo Changlu took these two swords home, Zuo Xiaonian and Zuo Xiaoduo went crazy when they saw them!
"This is your sword. Give it a name you like."
Zuochang Road Wan'er Road.
"good."
"Wouldn't it sound nice to just call my sword a dog?" Zuo Xiaonian frowned, quite unsure of what to pay attention to.
Zuo Xiaoduo sighed: "It must not sound good, right? A girl uses a sword called a dog sword? What do you think? There is something wrong with your brain!"
Zuo Xiaonian thought hard: "Puppy sword? Dog sword? Multiple dog sword? Multiple dog sword?... No, no, no..."
Wu Yuting said on the side: "How about calling it the Soul-Seizing Sword? It has the homophone of Xiao Duo and the spirit of the goddess of spiritual memory. I think it's pretty good. To seize people's souls, I still have two names that are the same.
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"The Soul-Seizing Sword? The Soul-Seizing Sword?"
The more Zuo Xiaonian read it, the brighter his eyes became: "Good name, good name! Thank you, Mom!"
So the name of this sword was decided.
Soul Seizing Sword.
At the moment of naming, Zuo Xiaonian gently cut his wrist with the edge of the sword. Blood immediately flowed out and slowly poured into the sword body. A ray of blood flowed on the sword body for a moment, and suddenly smoke rose and disappeared.
And on the sword, there are two more words vaguely.
Seize the soul!
The divine sword recognizes its master!
After recognizing its owner, the dazzling precious light emanating from the sword began to slowly disappear, and finally disappeared at all.
"Then what should I call this sword?"
Zuo Xiaoduo said: "This sword is light and thin, delicate, sharp, and has a delicate shape. It is uncomfortable to touch it, and you will either bleed or lose your life. It is very dangerous. Dangerous and elegant... just like an elegant sword."
Civet."
Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Why don't I call this sword the Civet Sword?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was very proud: "Ling Nian Tiannv's spirit, Nian Nian Mao's cat, how wonderful."
Zuo Xiaonian was furious: "Zuo Xiaoduo! You!"
But it's too late.
The moment Zuo Xiaoduo finished speaking, he cut his own wrist immediately, blood flowed out, and then two small words appeared on the sword: Civet Cat!
Zuo Xiaonian was really furious now!
"Come on, sister, I'll take you out to practice swordsmanship!"
Zuo Xiaonian grabbed Zuo Xiaoduo and went out...
After the whole night, Zuo Xiaoduo was almost beaten into a sack by Zuo Xiaonian.
However, the name Civet Sword is an established fact that cannot be changed after all!
Regarding this, Zuo Xiaoduo said that he was very happy to be trained!
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During this period, the number of meetings held at Mengshi Group headquarters was far greater than in the past.
"So many things happened in the past eight days." Meng Shentian's face was extremely gloomy, and the handsome, elegant and sunny look before was almost gone.
"The next day, an inexplicable fire broke out in the warehouse at the Beijing branch; all the goods were destroyed;"
"On the same night, forty large trucks transported by the Kaizhou branch to Dacheng were attacked by star beasts and scattered across the wasteland. None of the accompanying experts survived."
"On the third day, the general manager of the Yuzhou branch suffered a stroke and died. The financial director and several accountants fled with the money. They were intercepted and killed on the way, but the loss of wealth was not recovered."
"On the fourth day, accidents occurred in seven branches at the same time. People were either dead, on fire, or encountered thieves. One branch was directly sealed by the government and was not allowed to open. The goods inside were completely confiscated..."
"On the fifth day, two film and television companies under the Meng Group were involved in tax evasion. They were shut down directly and their accounts were frozen. The most annoying thing is... one of the film and television company executives actually arrested and killed a tax official...
…Causing a huge uproar. And its artists came out to gather people to gamble, all film and television projects were stopped, and all the dramas that had been released were blocked."
"The sixth day...the seventh day..."
"Just today, just now... I received news that 400,000 tons of snowflake cotton stored in the Tianzhou branch spontaneously ignited, causing a huge fire in nearly half of the surrounding cities..."
Meng Chentian looked at the summary and said softly: "In these eight days, the monetary losses alone... exceeded 50 billion! This has not yet calculated the subsequent impact..."
"These things happen intensively and one after another. There must be something fishy among them."
Meng Tianyue frowned tightly and said: "Even if it is any one of them, it is a change that has never happened to the Meng Group for a long time. Now, everything happened in these seven or eight days. It is more than a strange thing.
It can be described in two words, and the reason must be huge."
While I was talking, the phone on the table suddenly rang.