Doupo: I'm just an alchemist

Chapter 96: Sword Gift to the "Hero"

"I want to trouble you, President."

Although Han Yue had already gotten the answer from Nangong Wuxin's expression, it was just some pain.

In order to break through to Dou Wang, she endured any pain!
While letting Han Yue prepare the herbs herself, Nangong Wuxin counted the herbs in his hand. In addition to the Instant Qi Pill, he found that he could also refine a seventh-grade low-level pill - Tianlian Yuan Pill.

Tianlian Yuandan: Low-grade seventh grade, can slightly improve the cultivation talent of the user and greatly improve the quality of fighting spirit.

Note! For those with exceptional talent who have refined rare items, the medicinal effects will not take effect, but it will permanently increase the user's Dou Qi storage by 30%.

"It's a recipe that deserves to be collected by the academy. No matter what, it can play a role. It's really good!"

After taking a look at the amethyst ring, Nangong Wuxin slapped his head and almost forgot!

At this time, Ajing came over with a cup of hot tea.

Nangong Wuxin took the tea handed to him by Ajing, put it aside, and took out the sword from the amethyst ring.

The moment the sword was taken out of the ring, even though it was in a scabbard, Ajing still sensed it. She stared at the sword with her bright big eyes.

Seeing this, Nangong Wuxin smiled slightly and placed the sword horizontally in front of Ajing.

"Ajing, this sword is for you."

"Master, this sword is too precious, it..."

Ajing hesitated for a moment. As someone who already possessed the heart of a sword, she could naturally sense that a faint spirituality had been nurtured in this sword.

"Bold Ah Jing, you want me to practice swordsmanship while refining medicine and cultivating, and you want to tire me to death?"

Nangong Wuxin pinched Ajing's face, then slapped her on the head.

"Master, Ajing doesn't dare."

"Don't dare? Then take it. It will be hard to find a second sword like this anytime soon. You are the best swordsman in our family. It would be a pure waste if you don't use it and give it to others."

As he spoke, Nangong Wuxin gently patted Ajing's butt a few times.

"Thank you, Master."

A blush flashed across Ajing's face, and she didn't know what she was thanking her for.

Seeing Ah Jing take the sword, Nangong Wuxin smiled and asked, "Come on, try it first and see if there's anything you're not used to."

Ah Jing nodded, and after walking ten steps away from Nangong Wuxin, she slowly pulled out the ancient green sword from the scabbard.

The bright sword light illuminated the huge living room even brighter, but at the same time, a faint chill also filled the space.

A flash of seriousness crossed Ah Jing's adorable little face, and soon the cyan sword was covered in pitch-black fighting spirit. The sword light and chill from before instantly dissipated.

Ajing slowly closed her eyes, and a sword heart named "Guardian" began to beat, communicating with the faint spirituality in the sword.

A quarter of an hour later, Ah Jing opened her eyes, and the cyan sword returned to its original color. However, this time, it was not as sharp as before.

"Master, the spiritual power within this sword is very weak. Although it may conflict with me, I have completely mastered it."

"In other words, this sword has recognized its master, right?" Nangong Wuxin asked.

"Yes Master."

"Oh, in that case, then I'm right. Our Jing is the most suitable for this sword! Hahaha..."

Nangong Wuxin smiled happily. Compared to some people who collected many treasures and kept them on their bodies, he preferred to make full use of the good things on him.

Good things are only truly good things after they play a real role.

Otherwise, if you just put it there for worship, it will be of no use!
It is much better to arm everyone around you and make them stronger than to try to become stronger alone and end up exhausted like a grandson.

"Master, you are so kind."

Ajing stretched out her hand and the sword disappeared from her hand, but the scabbard was still in her hand.

After a few steps, she came to Nangong Wuxin's side, hugged Nangong Wuxin and kissed him. When their lips parted, Ajing noticed the curious look in Nangong Wuxin's eyes.

She raised her right hand, and saw an inch-long sword pattern on the palm of her hand.

"After you tamed the sword, it became like this?"

"Well, this is Qing Feng's ability. It has become spiritual. After recognizing its master, it can follow me in this form. Moreover, as my sword skills improve, its spirituality will continue to improve."

A Jing explained it in detail to Nangong Wuxin, and at the same time waved her hands back and forth, and the Qingfeng sword disappeared and reappeared.

A flash of envy crossed Nangong Wuxin's face. He gently touched Ajing's face and sighed helplessly.

Damn, what boy can refuse a sword like this?

Wave your hand to make it appear, wave again to make it disappear.

Although he has a storage ring, he can also achieve a similar effect.

But... can it be the same?

what! ! !
"Master, this sword is mine..."

"It's not what you think, Jing. I just think your action of summoning Qing Feng is very handsome, and I'm a little envious."

Nangong Wuxin smiled and shook his head, expressing his true thoughts.

Hearing this, Ajing tilted her head in a daze.

Hey?
Handsome???

"Don't think about it. This is what we boys think. You, a girl, don't understand."

Nangong Wuxin pinched Ajing's cute little nose and ended the topic.

Men are boys until they die, and they always have some weird ideas.

This is what their future mother-in-law told them, and Ajing seems to understand a little bit now.

Sure enough, although the master was mature and steady when doing things, he was still a young man after all.

But it is precisely this youthful spirit that makes the master in their eyes more three-dimensional and real.

Seeing that Ajing had no urge to pick up the sword and fight with others for a long time, Nangong Wuxin completely let go of the last bit of worry in his heart.

Sure enough, you can’t help but be impressed by this thing. It really is true that every profession has its own expertise.

If someone else had this sword, wouldn't he try every possible way to cause trouble and test the sharpness of the sword?
Looking at Ajing with a puzzled look on her face, Nangong Wuxin felt that Ajing was even more adorable, and couldn't help but kiss her hard on the face, while pinching her face with both hands.

"Ajing, you're so cute that I can't help but want to bully you."

"Master likes it, so Jing keeps doing this."

"No, just be yourself. Maybe I'll like your other looks better sometimes."

Nangong Wuxin hugged Ajing and sniffed hard behind her ear several times.

"Do you remember what I told you?"

"Remember, Master."

Ajing arched her nose with a smile on her face.

Seeing this, Nangong Wuxin started to "bully" him again.

In a sense, this is a kind of "school bullying"

However, both parties in this "school bullying" seem to enjoy it, especially the one being bullied.

(End of this chapter)