I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

What Ye Qingmeng said was not entirely unreasonable, but when put into practice, it had the opposite effect.

Regardless of whether the young master was stimulated or not, Yan'er was really stimulated when she saw him in cat demon form.

Until just before departure, Yan'er was still slumped in bed, with no life in her eyes, looking completely socially dead.

This exciting strategy will result in zero enemy kills and a thousand casualties of your own, so it simply won't work.

"Little Master, there's no need for you to apologize, actually..."

"You don't have to explain."

"But......"

The young master glanced over and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if to give a comforting smile, but it only left a hint of bitterness.

"It's good as it is now."

Xiao Wuyou was silent for a while and did not reply.

Chapter 15 I Can't See Through It

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Along the way, Xiao Wuyou didn't know how to start the conversation, and the junior master remained silent.

Fortunately, it didn't take them too much time to reach their destination, the Deep Sea Cold Trench.

It is said that this place was formed by the combination of the corpse of a previous deep-sea monster and a natural trench. It is full of deep-sea spiritual crystals. Ice-blue crystal clusters bloom in the ravines that seem to have no end, adding a bit of illusory and cold beauty to the originally dark seabed.

But in addition to the crystals of spiritual power, there are more resentments and ghosts of countless deep-sea monsters after their death.

If an ordinary magic weapon comes here, the spirit inside it will be suppressed by resentment and silver soul, and its power will be sealed.

But for Xiao Wuyou, it was something he had always wanted.

The divine sword used too many rare treasures as its materials, especially the divine sword that already contained a powerful weapon spirit. The endless wronged souls in the deep-sea cold ditch could be used to suppress the remaining power of the weapon spirits and quell their disputes.

"The sword body has melted into liquid and has a prototype, but the weapon spirit is unstable in the conflict. The next step is to use hammering and planing to stabilize the external shape of the sword and the internal spirit of the weapon." Bei Ming Longyue carefully explained to Xiao Wuyou.

The former is easy to understand, it is to use a strong external force to shape the sword. Bei Ming Long Yue believes that his apprentice can still do it as long as he puts in some effort.

The key lies in the second point. It is not just the several divine swords used as the main material. In fact, when the material grade is high enough, they will all have a certain spirituality.

If one wants to coordinate these mixed spiritualities and shape them into a true sword spirit, one must use sword intent that is strong enough to subdue them.

The sword intent is not simply violence, but the essence of the way that is practiced.

To subdue the sword intent is to use one's own will to subdue the spirituality in the material. The mystery cannot be expressed in words, and it has nothing to do with the level of cultivation. This is also what Bei Ming Long Yue is most worried about.

"Just watch first, I will demonstrate it to you."

Bei Ming Long Yue was the first to take out the prototype of the magic sword from the ring.

It is said to be a prototype, but in fact it is a mixture of solid and liquid emitting crimson, blue, bright red, dark purple and bright red.

But while it was still a prototype of the divine sword, it had already burst out with astonishing spiritual power. For a moment, all kinds of strange visions were faintly moving. In addition to the strange shadows of the four divine swords, auxiliary materials such as Pegasus, Qilin, and the sacred tree were also restless and competing with each other.

Bei Ming Long Yue stretched out a hand and brought down a powerful sword intent, causing the entire seabed to shake.

The sleeping giants of the deep sea all around suddenly woke up like frightened fish, fled from the deep sea in a panic, and swam desperately towards the surface.

Bei Ming Long Yue was not at an easy time either.

This was the first time she had faced so many strange visions at the same time, and it was difficult to suppress them for a while.

However, how could she show weakness in front of Xiao Wuyou?

Bei Ming Long Yue clenched his fists suddenly, and silver sword light attacked the prototype of the magic sword from all directions, piercing through all kinds of strange shadows.

She seized the opportunity and slapped out with one palm, and the shadow of the magic sword slammed into the deepest part of the deep sea cold trench.

The next moment, under the influence of countless wronged souls, the magic sword finally calmed down a little.

It was not until this time that Bei Ming Long Yue, who was facing away from Xiao Wu You, breathed a sigh of relief.

Alas, maybe I shouldn’t put so many top-notch materials at once.

Even he himself is putting so much effort into it, can Xiao Wuyou really be able to integrate these strange visions into his own sword intent?

"Wuyou, it takes a lot of time to hone your sword skills. Don't be anxious or force yourself. If you can't hold on, you can stop at any time and let me take over for you for a while."

In theory, it is best to use your own sword intent when hammering, planing and grinding, so that the finished magic weapon can be 100% suitable for the user.

However, ideal situations are ultimately rare. Not to mention others, even among the seven immortal swords under Bei Ming Longyue, only Longyue's was honed entirely by her own sword intent. The other magic swords more or less borrowed the power of others, or the Tao rhyme between heaven and earth.

"Don't worry, little master, do you think I'm the kind of person who's forced to do things?" Xiao Wuyou shrugged.

How could he dare to show off since the young master had said so?

Anyway, after using so many treasures, it is definitely a powerful weapon that is no weaker than the Meteorite Sword. It doesn't matter if it's just this little bit different.

Xiao Wuyou didn't want to force himself, but was hurt by those strange visions.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and carefully mobilized his sword power.

The sword intent was like an extension of his hands and feet, extending slowly towards the prototype of the divine sword in the distance as he wished.

The prototype of the divine sword, touched by the faint silver sword intent, immediately began to tremble, and spiritual light burst out from its surface.

Just like a blacksmith hammering, at this moment, Xiao Wuyou officially began to sharpen his magic sword.

Bei Ming Long Yue was watching from the side. Seeing that the sword's reaction was relatively calm, she was somewhat surprised and could not help but mutter, "Well done."

The movements were awkward, and the sword intent was not strong, but the basic steps were correct, and the prototype of the magic sword did not overreact.

It will probably be over in just ten days, right?

Although it was not as efficient as the short seven days it took her to forge the Misty Moon, it was still efficient enough.

Bei Ming Long Yue was secretly admiring his disciple's performance, but unexpectedly, the next moment, the prototype of the magic sword suddenly shook, and several strange phenomena appeared at the same time!

Oh no, did Wuyou fail?

It's no big deal if the magic sword breaks, but what if the anomaly goes wild and hurts Xiao Wuyou? !

But there is resentment suppressed in the deep-sea cold trench, and the strange phenomenon should not go out of control so easily.

Bei Ming Long Yue suddenly became conflicted.

Once it came to Xiao Wuyou's comfort, she lost her usual composure.

Fortunately, she didn't dwell on it for too long.

Because four colored visions suddenly appeared on Xiao Wuyou's body, and then the visions merged into one, emitting a glass-colored luster.

The light was not strong, but bright enough, emitting a mysterious halo, and quietly fell on the prototype of the magic sword.

Only then did Bei Ming Long Yue realize that the strange phenomenon on the prototype of the magic sword was not running wild, but cheering for joy.

They had no intention of resisting at all. They just bathed in the glazed light, entangled with each other and merged into one.

The complex colors swallowed each other and dissipated, finally turning into dots of colored glaze. The deformed sword body also flowed in this process. Although it had not been tempered by much sword intent, it naturally stretched into a slender and sharp sword body.

In less than half a day, Xiao Wuyou opened his eyes on his own.

He turned around, scratched his cheek awkwardly, and said anxiously: "Little Master, it's over so quickly, didn't I mess it up?"

Bei Ming Long Yue stared at him in a daze, speechless for a moment.

This scared Xiao Wuyou.

"No, little master, please say something. I can't have really broken the sword, can I?"

"No. You did a good job."

"The prototype of the divine sword has been perfectly integrated into your sword intent." It was obviously a good thing, but Bei Ming Long Yue's expression was a little complicated.

A person can only possess one sword intent.

Perhaps Xiao Wuyou inherited the sword intent of each life through reincarnations. What about the colored sword intent?

Originally, Bei Ming Long Yue thought that it was just the product of the fusion of luck, but Xiao Wuyou currently only has two kinds of luck, scarlet and bright red. How did he use this glazed sword intent?

Bei Ming Long Yue found that he could not see through this disciple.

Chapter 16 Thinking of You

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The originally peaceful Dragon Palace in the East China Sea was plunged into chaos today.

"General! There is a divine sea beast attacking from the east. Please help!"

"Damn it, there are some in the west too, we can't hold on any longer here......!"

Although there are all kinds of deep-sea monsters under the deep sea, they are rarely invaded since the sea cultivators led by the Dragon King expanded the territory and used ruthless means to deeply engrave fear into the hearts of the monsters.

The most ancient and powerful deep-sea giants were all injured by the Dragon King, so they dared not come out to offend him. And the other sea beasts saw that their leaders were walking around the Dragon Palace, so they naturally did not dare to come and seek death.

Until today, all sea beasts have sensed a breath far more powerful than that of the Dragon King. No matter if they are ancient giants or ordinary small fish, they are all in a frenzy at this moment, panicking and trying to escape from the deep sea as fast as they can.

Fortunately, the East China Sea army led by Long Jia took action and put down the riot.

However, Longjia's expression did not improve after defeating the sea beast. Instead, it became even more solemn.

"To have alarmed so many sea beasts, there must be something seriously wrong under the sea. We need to investigate."

"Long Chi, Long Qing, follow me."

Long Jia himself has the cultivation level of a Spiritual Transformation, and the two sisters who have practiced the combined attack technique are able to defeat an ordinary Spiritual Transformation together. Even when facing a Void Refiner, they are able to protect themselves.

Apart from a few old men with one foot half in their coffins, the three strongest fighters in the Dragon Palace, led by several Nascent Soul masters, headed towards the deep sea in the direction from which the sea beasts came.

On the other side, the young master expressed his doubts to Xiao Wuyou.

"My sword intent has changed?" After hearing what the young master said, Xiao Wuyou was also confused.

Especially the Glazed Sword Intention. I only have two colors of luck. How can I possibly create Glazed Sword Intention? Isn't that something created by four colors of luck?

Practice makes perfect. Xiao Wuyou tried again to fuse the two colors of sword intent, but he really couldn't come up with the Glazed Sword Intent.

"Little Master, did you see it wrong?"

"Impossible. Besides, putting aside the Glazed Sword Intent, it is also unusual that you have conquered so many strange phenomena in such a short time."

"Maybe I am also a little genius." Xiao Wuyou thought.

A flash of loneliness flashed across Bei Ming Long Yue's eyes.

"Perhaps that is true."

"what?"

"Perhaps you have suddenly realized some new sword meaning. This is not impossible."

Seeing the young master looking at him seriously, Xiao Wuyou was a little speechless.

I have always relied on luck, and my cultivation has been completely intermittent. How can I gain any sudden enlightenment?

"If it is really my own sword will, why can't I release it now?"

"My sword intent was not acquired overnight. You have just begun to master it. It is normal that you are not proficient in it." What Bei Ming Long Yue did not say was that it took her ten years to be able to control her sword intent freely.

And Xiao Wuyou will probably be even faster than her.

When did Xiao Wuyou begin to catch up with me?

As a master, she felt gratified but also a little lonely, as she felt that Xiao Wuyou's figure was getting farther and farther away from her.

If one day Xiao Wuyou really surpasses me, how can I still have the face to continue being the master?

Just as the moon in the north was getting darker and darker, his thoughts were interrupted by Xiao Wuyou.

"I still think that the young master is overthinking. I'm afraid it's only the blessing of the power of destiny that has that effect."

Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but laugh, his eyes sparkling with brilliance: "How can I possibly be better than Little Grandmaster?"

The disciple's respectful look eased the uneasiness in Bei Ming Longyue's heart a little.

Why worry too much? It’s a good thing that Xiao Wuyou has become stronger. I should help him master the new sword intent as soon as possible.

"What were you thinking when you released the sword intent just now?"

Xiao Wuyou was stunned when he heard this and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Don't be nervous. Only when you speak out can you recognize your true heart." The voice of the young master was full of concern.

But the more concerned she was, the more embarrassed Xiao Wuyou felt.