Wanderer of Myriad Worlds

Chapter 322 Nanming Li Fire Sword

"Do you know the origin of the things in your arms?"

Seeing Mi Mingniang's half-truth sigh, Fang Qingshan chuckled and pointed at the sword box.

"Origin? What is the origin of this thing?"

Mi Mingniang shook her head.

"Not only does it have a history, it's a history."

Fang Qingshan nodded, and told the origin of the object in 1510.

"Hidden in this sword box is the sword that Nanming, the ancestor of Dharma's ancestors who used to make the demon, to leave the fire sword, like a hundred-foot-long Zhu Hong. It not only has a lot of magic, but also breaks all the evil demon treasures. Qing Suo and Qi Xiu's swords each have their own expertise, and it is difficult to distinguish Xuanyuan. "

"What? This is Nanming Lihuo Sword of Patriarch Dharma?"

Hearing Fang Qingshan's words, Mi Mingniang was also shocked. She no longer knew ignorant the name of the prince of Dharma, not to mention that this thing was comparable to Ziqing's double swords, and she was a man of her own. Such a treasure is not known. Just knowing that I will get it anyway, and the vigilance I just dropped can't help but rise again.

"Taoyou rest assured that although Nanming is good from the fire sword, it is not yet in my eyes."

Fang Qingshan shook his head, took the swords out of the backhand, and said to Mi Ming Niang,

"I have this sword in my hand, and I will not peep at Nanming Lihuo."

Although Mi Ming Niang Xiu is not high, and her knowledge is not very wide, it can be seen at a glance that the heavenly swords in Fang Qingshan's hands are the top flying swords. Coupled with the atmosphere of Qingshan above, the atmosphere seems to be the right path, and finally I believe some of Fang Qingshan's words.

"I practice the Five Elements Method, and the seal of the sword box is the top-level earthen magic treasure of the West, so what I really care about is the seal on the surface."

Speaking, Fang Qingshan revealed the five-layered five-element halo behind his head.

Seeing this, Mi Ming Niang could not help but believe another three points.

"I know Daoyou hasn't opened the sword box for years."

Fong Castle Peak Road,

"Do you know why?"

"why?"

Mi Mingniang asked eagerly.

This has almost become a knot of his own.

Obviously it's her own chance, but she still can't refine it for more than 20 years. How can this not keep her anxious? You need to know how many twenty years there are, even if you are a monk, as long as you do n’t break into the practice of practicing imagination.

"Because this thing was originally prepared for disciple Emei."

Fang Qingshan said bluntly.

"impossible,"

Mi Ming Niang flatly vetoed,

"If it's disciple Emei, why did I get it?"

"Then why did you refine so many times without success?"

Fang Qingshan made her speechless with a single sentence, and the subsequent words directly broke her fantasy.

"And the prophecy on that sword box is not what you said, but Yu Yingnan in the Three Ying Er Yun."

"How is this possible, how is this possible."

Combining his own experience over the years, although Mi Mingniang knew what Fang Qingshan said was true, she was still unwilling to believe it.

"Then you came here to take the sword box?"

For a long time, Mi Mingniang asked indifferently.

If this thing really is a chance for disciple Emei, I am afraid that I really have no resistance at all.

"No, I said long ago that I came only for the western mud on the sword box."

Fang Qingshan couldn't help crying and laughing when he saw Mi Ming Niang's past matters.

"You can't refine this sword box, but I can help you."

"why?"

Mi Mingniang asked a little puzzled.

"Of course for that western **** mud."

Fang Qingshan laughed,

"The sword box is in your hands, we have our own place. If it falls into Yu Yingnan's hands, it will be full of hordes."

"Well, I hope you don't do anything."

Mi Mingniang gritted her teeth and gave the sword box to Fang Qingshan.

"Do not worry!"

After receiving the sword box, Fang Qingshan suddenly felt the warmth of the smooth and clean sword box from time to time, a little bit of heat escaped from it.

Fang Qingshan didn't delay, and he took a Huangquan forgetful water from Tianchi and splashed it on the sword box.

In a short time, the sword box, which had been refined by Mi Mingniang's Samadhi true fire for twenty years, but did not move, suddenly made a loud noise.

"Sure enough, Tianyizhenshui is not needed, but this forgetful love is also possible."

Seeing this, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly increased the output of forgetfulness.

After a short while, I saw the contents of the sealed sword box, and it fell into Fang Qingshan's hands while writhing.

At the same time, without the seal, Nanming Lihuo Sword finally regained sight of the sky, and instantly turned into a hundred-foot-long Zhu Hong, but he left on his own.

"not good!"

Seeing this scene, Mi Ming Niang couldn't help but be anxious, but how can her means be able to intercept it.

Fortunately, Fang Qingshan was already prepared. When Nanming flew less than half a mile away from the fire sword, he was intercepted by a sword in the void.

It is Fang Qingshan's heavens sword.

He knows that if these treasures are not taken by the cause and effect, they will fly away once they are free of restraints.

Therefore, he took the lead in throwing the swords of heaven and concealed them in midair.

Huh!

In the middle of the air, for a while, Wen Fengming and Long Yin were heard.

But seeing Nanming Lihuo sword turned into a Suzaku, the heavens sword turned into a dragon.

Two gods and beasts are in the midst of the air, one is spitting fire, the wings are like scissors, and the other is the five-element rotation.

Nanming is indeed the top flying sword from the fire sword. With the recent emergence of a sharp sword, it is comparable to the swords of the heavens.

It is a pity that no one practiced in the end, and his successors were weak. Soon they were crushed by the swords of the heavens.

Followed by, Fang Qingshan stretched out his hand, and performed a smashing of the five elements and grabbed it.

"Well, here's the thing for you."

Looking at Mi Mingniang's nervous look, Fang Qingshan could not help but shook his head. Without any hesitation, he threw Nanming Lihuo Sword to her.

"Ah, you really give it to me?"

Obviously, Mi Mingniang didn't expect Fang Qingshan to be really unsatisfied. This is comparable to the existence of Ziqing Sword.

"This thing is good, but it misses me,"

Fang Qingshan laughed,

"And there are some causes and consequences with Emei, hello yourself."

The reason why Fang Qingshan did not want this Nanming to leave the fire sword is because this thing is Yu Yingnan's weapon of fame, just like the purple sword sword to Li Yingqiong. And this sword and the battle between righteousness and evil will be of great use in the future.

So I knew that this thing could replace Huoxing ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Fang Qingshan still wanted to go far away to plan Wenzhu Nedan.

"Thank you my friends."

Mi Ming Niang's somewhat shameful counterpart Aoyama gave a gift.

"Nothing."

Fang Qingshan waved his hand and reminded him again,

"This thing is very important. Now the seal is broken. Someone will come to you soon if you want to come. After all, this thing is a foreign thing. You'd better take the initiative to surrender your sword in exchange for the right way to practice. The immortal may not be unexpected, if you do not pay ... "

Fang Qingshan shook his head and didn't finish talking, but Mi Mingniang still knew what he meant, and solemnly said,

"Thank you, Daoyou."

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