Me, sword fairy!

------By the way, the Demon Slayer Palace is a name that was decided a long time ago, but Zuguang as a whole is in peace now, so there is no "demon slayer" task, basically some escort dart carts, looking for the world Missions like treasure.

Some are far away.

Su Wangyou went to the Hall of Merit this time to find a sword.

Find, not buy.

Su Wangyou has high requirements for swords. He is looking for a good sword, and a good sword must be very expensive.

————Where is there so many leaks in the world?

Although Su Wangyou overdrafted his monthly payment for one month, he knew that such a point was only a drop in the bucket, so he just went to check it now...

In other words, find a goal?

During this period, it is inevitable to be entangled by some female disciples of the Misty Fairy Sect. This is also a helpless thing. Su Wangyou wondered, should he put on some ugly makeup in the game?

[Forget it, it's still a hundred times more handsome than Su Changge anyway.

Su Wangyou strolled around the Hall of Merit for a while, and left when the crowd was about to grow.

Regardless of those pills that can permanently increase the martial artist's attributes, Su Wangyou really has a fancy sword.

A sword called [Ranxu].

[Dye Xu]: The mysterious sword brought back from unknown place by the ancestors of Misty Immortal Sect.

[Sharp+]: Shame, take off your skirt.

[Sunder Armor+]: Shame, take off your skirt.

[Sturdy+]: Shame, take off your skirt.

[Sword Mang Increase++++++]: Shame... Excuse me.

[Sword Qi Amplification++++++]: Can you take my sword Qi?

[Sword Qi Bodyguard++++++]: Come on, I'll stand and let you fight.

[Yanxu (only)]: Do you want to try to be infected with the power of nothingness?

After use, the next attack of the self will be accompanied by the power of void, which is 100% stronger. If the attack is a Mingzhong opponent, the power of the void will be attached to the opponent's body, greatly slowing down the opponent's internal energy recovery speed. The duration depends on the person, the shortest does not have a lower limit, the longest lasts for 300 years, and the opponent is limited by the force of the void, the recovery speed of the injury is extremely slow, and the wound may even worsen due to the force of the void.

(This sword...maybe from the void?)

(PS again, the + sign behind the special effect indicates the intensity, up to seven, if there is no plus sign, it means that it is a special effect.)

Su Wangyou was very enthusiastic about this sword. If he had this sword, the sword aura would be great, but he looked at the price and was persuaded.

His monthly payment is 50,000 yuan, and the price of this sword is 20 million...

What Su Wangyou didn't know was that his monthly confession was a little higher than the average elder, second only to the suzerain and a few top elders.

As for ordinary disciples, there are only 800 monthly offerings a month...

Later, Su Wangyou thought carefully, 50,000 a month, 600,000 a year, 20 million is only 400 months, 33 years and more than four months, the upper limit of life for an emperor martial artist is 10,000 years. Use only one-third of the lifespan to exchange for a handy weapon...

Hiss————It's really a conscience to think about Misty Xianzong.

Having said that, no more than 5% of the emperor realm who can really live to sleep at the end of ten thousand years...

Naturally, Su Wangyou couldn't wait for more than 30 years for a mere sword, so he had only one way to go.

But it was pretending to be soaked by the suzerain—I mean to take the task.

So Su Wangyou went to the Demon Slayer Palace again.

He glanced around, silently wrote down the things on it, then left the Demon Slayer Hall and returned to Longyin Peak.

Until now, he didn't understand how generous the Mo family was at the beginning, so a heritage-level sword would be given away as soon as it was given, and as far as it is now, the practicality of Wutong seems to be a little higher. After all, the solidity of dyeing virtual...

It was getting late, Su Wangyou practiced Taihuijue for a while, then fell asleep...

"He stared at Ranxu for twenty seconds?" Sect Master asked without looking back, sitting on the chair.

"Yes, it takes 20 seconds to dye the void, 14 seconds to cut the wind, 9 seconds to open the dragon, and 12 seconds to cut the magic."

A gentle voice answered the sovereign.

The Sect Master rubbed his temples, and said with a heartache: "When the Mo Family gave him a handful of phoenix trees, Mo Qianzhong is said to have received a lot of instruction and shined brightly at the Baju Ceremony. If Su Wangyou really worshipped us in the mist Xianzong, it’s not a big deal for Ranxu to send him, but now he is just a Keqing elder. Wouldn’t it be too casual for Ranxu to send him? Alas, this..."

"I understand, Sovereign."

"You know what a fart! I haven't even decided whether to send it?! What do you know?"

"Emmmmmmmm."

The Sect Master sighed and said: "Fine, find a way to give it to him, this dye is too difficult to control, the increase in sword energy is too strong, it has become a drawback, and it is too fragile...just give it away. "

"Sect Master, why do you have to talk about the shortcomings of Yinxu? Isn't it worthless for you to be infected? Wouldn't your heartache anymore? It's not good to deceive yourself..."

"Go away, right away, right away, now, go away!"

"Yes, yes, I'll get out of here."

Chapter 12 The Era of Sword Repair

The next day.

Su Wangyou practiced in the morning and went to the cafeteria for a meal. He was inevitably surrounded in the middle. Although he was a little uncomfortable, Su Wangyou knew that this was something he had to face sooner or later. He began to try to meet these disciples. communicate with.

His idea was to talk about some martial arts things, but the reality is like this...

"Elder, do you have a Taoist companion?"

"Elder how old are you?"

"Elder, what kind of girl do you like?"

"Elder..."

Su Wangyou, who couldn't bear it, activated the space ring and escaped from the encirclement, and disappeared after a few flashes.

"Ah..." Sect Master stood on a high place and said to the elders around him: "Unsurprisingly..."

"Nonsense...the world's number one arrogant, young and handsome, when I was young, I would go too." Someone whispered.

Sect Master squinted his eyes and tried to find the person who had just spoken, but the guy was hiding well, and the Sect Master couldn't find it.