chsdbacks Chapter 225: Sword Heart
Chapter 225: Sword Heart
Zhang Ping smiled leisurely, easing the tense atmosphere.
Seeing this, Su Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Zhang Ping say:
"Fellow Daoist Su, it's no problem to give you a Sword Spirit Grass, but our joint fight just now was only one condition of the transaction. I need some spiritual materials."
After saying that, to put her mind at ease, Zhang Ping took out the two sword spirit herbs from his spatial storage.
It is bright green in color and similar in shape to ordinary weeds. However, the edges of its leaves have a special sharpness, and if you stare at them for a long time, they will hurt your eyes.
Seeing that there were indeed two Sword Spirit Grasses, Su Qingyu finally believed Zhang Ping's words and asked, "What materials do you want?"
Zhang Ping did not answer immediately; he looked at the sword spirit grass in his hand.
[Sword Spirit Grass] [Sword Heart]
【Sword Heart: The soul of the Sword Spirit Grass. Those who possess the Sword Heart gain extremely high sword dao talent and have a very low probability of inheriting the sword soul's sword dao】
[Required materials: sword bone, century-old sword-sharpening stone slab, one spirit-grade longsword, cooled boiled water]
"It really works!" Zhang Ping couldn't contain his excitement as he saw the lines of text appearing on the panel!
However, after a brief moment of excitement, he forced himself to calm down.
Since the panel mentions extremely high swordsmanship talent, it should not disappoint him. However, talent is talent, and it still needs to be cultivated to be transformed into combat power.
Of course, now is not the time to think about that. Apart from the somewhat odd-looking cold water, he didn't have any of the other materials needed for the branding.
However, there happened to be a great scapegoat in front of him, and Zhang Ping offered three materials as a price for the exchange.
Upon hearing this, Su Qingyu frowned slightly. The spirit sword was fine; although it was expensive, it was nothing to her.
The Tianya Sword Sect primarily focuses on sword cultivation, and they possess not only century-old but also millennium-old sword-grinding stones. The only problem lies in the sword bones.
From the outside perspective, sword bone is the core material for refining sword pellets, and it is unique to the Tianya Sword Sect.
However, its true purpose is known only to a few people within the sect.
Su Qingyu looked at Zhang Ping with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.
The most core secret technique of the Tianya Sword Sect is to combine sword bones with sword spirit herbs. With the help of countless other materials, these materials can be refined by the secret technique and have a slight chance of awakening the legendary sword heart!
Sword Heart, a top-tier talent in swordsmanship. The fact that the Tianya Sword Sect has become one of the three major sects and is the best in offensive and defensive combat is undoubtedly due to the contributions of its sect leader, Xiaoyao Sword!
The carefree swordsman is the owner of the sword heart, and his swordsmanship is so high that he can be called an outstanding person even in the entire Luoxia Marshland!
Outsiders say that the Free and Unfettered Sword is favored by Heaven and born with a sword heart, but only a few selected disciples know that a sword heart can be cultivated later in life.
The materials needed for cultivation are sword bones and sword spirit grass.
Furthermore, the effects of cultivating a sword heart vary depending on the environment in which the sword spirit grass grows. It's not that Su Qingyu couldn't obtain sword spirit grass within the Tianya Sword Sect, but rather that the sword spirit grass growing in Dragon Breath Lake was more suitable for her.
Zhang Ping's demand for the sword bone aroused Su Qingyu's suspicion.
"You've found the place where the sword's essence resides?"
"What?" Caught off guard by this question, Zhang Ping was momentarily taken aback.
"It's alright, I can give you the things, I have them right now."
Unable to discern anything, Su Qingyu simply stopped thinking about it. Her only goal was the Sword Spirit Grass; as for Zhang Ping's true identity, that was none of her concern.
Zhang Ping was pleased with this decisive action, and the two sides exchanged their orders simultaneously.
After obtaining the sword bone and whetstone, he specifically checked them using the panel before storing them in his spatial storage.
Su Qingyu also carefully examined the Sword Spirit Grass and found no problems.
"In that case, Fellow Daoist Su, see you another day! I am Zhang Jiao!" Zhang Ping announced his name.
"Yes, Zhang Jiao, I've remembered. My name is Su Qingyu!"
The rain curtain that the waterspouts had whipped up finally fell, and although the world was still pitch black, at least there was no more noise of raindrops hitting the lake.
Calm and calm.
Su Qingyu proudly raised her head and generously revealed her real name.
He then clasped his hands in a fist salute and left.
Once her figure disappeared into the darkness, Zhang Ping withdrew his gaze, determined his location, and left.
Half an hour later,
A disheveled figure rushed over, paused in the air for a long time, and then slammed a palm down on the lake below.
Large numbers of demon fish floated to the surface, their white bodies turning white.
Duan Yu grabbed a spirit fish with a swollen belly, cut it open, and found a small piece of silk inside.
"Brother Gongqing..."
Duan Yu's eyes were cold, and several figures flashed through his mind.
"Su Qingyu... and that nobody, dare to ruin my plans, just you wait!"
The sudden departure of the nobles led to Duan Yu being besieged by the Gemini group. He ultimately escaped in a sorry state, not only failing to seize the spiritual item but also consuming a significant amount of his talismans and elixirs.
It can be said that they lost both their wife and their army!
"snort!"
After a brief search yielded no results, Duan Yu had no choice but to leave.
......
Now, let's talk about Zhang Ping,
After leaving, he wandered between Dragon's Breath Lakes, and according to the map, found a deserted island far from the core area. The island had a small hill on it.
He carved a cave diagonally downwards on the side of the hill.
"With all the materials ready, let's imprint the sword heart first and improve our strength!"
After sealing the cave entrance, Zhang Ping took out the Sword Spirit Grass and the necessary materials. There was no need to prepare boiled water; it could be boiled on-site.
"start!"
Zhang Ping entered the beast-patterned brand, and time passed.
As the outside world grew increasingly chaotic, news spread that some people had left Dragon Breath Lake after the struggle for spiritual treasures had ended, attracting many cultivators who were originally observing to flock to Dragon Breath Lake.
Meanwhile, the waters connecting to Longxi Lake,
A massive figure covered in black armor moved swiftly underwater.
His dark red, crystalline pupils, with hexagonal patches inside, conveyed a sense of suppressed stare.
Sharp fangs protrude from the corners of the closed mouth.
Wherever it passed, the surrounding lake water froze into ice. Sensing its arrival, the surrounding monsters had no time to escape and all turned into ice sculptures and sank to the bottom of the lake.
Soon, the beastly figure silently entered the territory of Dragon's Breath Lake...
Spaceship No. 103
The third deck bonfire was held.
Unlike before, fewer people returned this time. Everyone's face showed visibly fatigue, and they appeared dazed.
Some people had bandages wrapped around their bodies, from which red liquid seeped out.
Cultivators often take pills to treat injuries, but not for every injury. Some external wounds heal on their own with simple bandages and ointments.
Zhang Shuai held up a mirror the size of his head, staring intently at the thumb-length scar on his left cheek, heartbroken.
Yue Shan did not return, nor did Zhang Ping.
"Sigh, I just took in two lackeys, are they going to die out there already?"
The night breeze deliberately blew through the protective shield, causing the strands of hair to flutter.
The tall woman leaned against the deck, sipping her red wine, her eyes fixed on the distance.
A faint yellow light was shining from that side.
Some time ago, an unfamiliar airship docked at that location.
Once again, she put her rosy lips into the mouth of the gourd, the wine inside already emptied.
A faint blush rose to Ziyou's fair cheeks. The squid shook its head and returned to the cabin.
As I reached the entrance, I turned back, my gaze sweeping across the deck, pausing almost imperceptibly for a moment.
He then shook his head.
"Didn't he come back? What a pity. Geniuses are always arrogant, even in death."