Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 813: Cold Water Stone

The cold wind blows, these cultivators' eyes are extremely frightened, as if they had just been fished out of an extremely hot stove, their whole bodies were soaked with sweat, and for a while, the inside of the palace fell silent.

Luo Qiwen's red dress is bloody, her face is charming, her long sleeves lightly waved, and she glanced around.

Moving her eyes, she moved her gaze to Qu Zhengde, her voice was light and elegant, and she smiled: "Congratulations to Master Qu for cutting out the blood clot. This look really made the little woman admire." Her lips split, angrily. Spit Youlan, with a smile that seemed like nothing at the corner of her mouth.

Qu Zhengde waved his hand again and again, shaking his head and sighed: "Pavilion Master Luo is too acclaimed. This time it's just luck, I can't take it seriously."

Yu Xiuming held a strange stone in his hand, stroked the white lines on the strange stone with his fingers, and said with a chuckle: "Master Qu, being too humble is proud. Before I saw you choose the stone with confidence and a look Sure."

Qu Zhengde's throat moved slightly and he was about to speak.

At this moment, Yue Jianzhi's eyes became cloudy again in the field, and the last stroke of the spinning knife in his hand finally fell. There was no tremor, it was flat and stable, and the blood clotting stone was exposed. Look like.

The thrombus is not too big, it is only the size of a walnut, the blood is shining, and the red is so trembling, the smell of heaven and earth treasure reverberates, it is both fragrant and sweet, which makes people very intoxicated. Spiritual power fluctuates tremendously. Even the purest spirit stone is less than one percent of it. Both are like Haoyue and sandstone. Spiritstone is sandstone, and thrombus is Haoyue. The distance between them is The whole sky is totally different from each other.

Yue Jianzhi's mouth exhaled again, and sighed: "The thrombus is in the top ten in my stone-cutting career." The old man's black robe was automatic without wind, grinning, his expression vicissitudes of emotions. , There is even a touch of pride that is difficult to suppress, obviously cutting to the thrombus, for him, it is also a thing to be proud of.

As soon as I spoke, and my wrist, a beautiful brocade box appeared out of thin air.

The old wrinkled fingers of Yue'an were bent, and with a light flick, a white light lit up on the fingertips, spreading open instantly, and the brocade box opened immediately, accompanied by a small finger wind rolling down, directly slamming the blood clot. Income among them. At this time, the faint blood light over the underground palace immediately dissipated.

Yue Jian's right hand lifted up and pressed hard against the void.

A weird skull flies out of the sleeve, and under the glint flash, a pattern that is exactly the same as the skull is carved in the lower right corner of the brocade box. This pattern is dark, and you can feel it just by looking at it. Senran chills in it.

Ouyang Ming saw this, with a hint of thought in his eyes, staring at the skull pattern on the brocade box.

Yu Xiuming glanced at the picture, and immediately explained with a smile: "Master Ou, this skull and crossbones is a unique'trademark' of the Tianwai Pavilion. All the strange stones drawn in the Tianwai Pavilion will be in the Jinhe. Print this pattern on."

Ouyangming nodded lightly, pondered a little, and didn't ask much.

Yue'an's breath is rotten, and his blood is slightly weak.

Slowly walked to Qu Zhengde's side, handed the brocade box over, and smiled: "Congratulations, Master Qu!"

Qu Zhengde smiled brightly and said sincerely: "Accept your old words.

Yu Xiuming walked to Qu Zhengde with a smile, passed the snow-white strange stone in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "The trouble is getting older..."

The wrinkles on the forehead of the case of the case are all squeezed together, and after taking over the strange stone, he smiles heartily: "No trouble."

The right hand lifted the strange stone from outside the sky, his eyes lit up, and he sighed: "The stone weighs sixty-two gram, the texture is messy, the edges are slightly curled, and the white streamer is hidden. Master Yu's eyes are as strong as ever. It’s a blockbuster, it’s better to be old."

Yu Xiuming arched his hands and said with a chuckle: "The older you are, the better the reputation, and besides, you may not be able to cut things out yet."

The carving knife in the hands of Yue case turned around.

Grasping the knife tightly in his hand, his eyes flashed with full concentration, the slender knife beating like a gloomy light, his movements were not fast or slow, with a special rhythm.

There is no ups and downs, and no waves.

But every knife drop gives people a strange sense of surprise. It seems that they are not cutting stones, but carving works of art.

Half an hour later, a burst of white light burst out from the stone. Unlike the light from the thrombin, this light was extremely gentle, as if it were immersed and like colored glaze, the light was clear and transparent, and seemed to be able to abandon all my distracting thoughts. , All the unbearable and confusing thoughts in my heart have melted, just like the sound of cicadas ringing in my ears, which can be calm and calm, making thoughts as transparent and unsullied as mountain spring water.

Luo Qiwen's pupils shrank slightly inward, and she lifted the blue silk around her ears. The bright and white face was full of surprises. She was surprised: "This is an ethereal stone that can help you enter the way. Effectiveness, the lower the repair base, the better the effect."

She paused on purpose, her eyes burning incredibly hot.

After a while, she clasped her fists and bowed, and said: "Master Yu, I forgive the little girl for taking the liberty. I don't know if you are willing to sell the ethereal stone. The price given by Tianwai Pavilion will definitely satisfy you." After that, she said. Looking at Yu Xiuming with scorching eyes.

Yu Xiuming shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Pavilion Master Luo joked."

Luo Qiwen looked regretful. When she didn’t speak, she had an expectation in her heart that it would be the result, but she still had a hint of illusion, but when she heard Yu Xiuming’s exact answer, she still forbeared it. Lost for a while, it's not that Luo Qiwen has never seen the world, but that ethereal stones are too rare.

You can understand your mind and energy, you can understand yourself, and if you have comprehension, you can even comprehend the nuanced realm of the unity of nature and man.

The ancients once said that if husbands use copper as a mirror, they can dress up; if they use ancient times as a mirror, they can know the rise and fall; if they use people as a mirror, they can know the gains and losses. The higher level of the ethereal stone is to use itself as a mirror to understand the right and wrong of cause and effect, and to understand its own insufficiency.

The monks in the underground palace are full of envy on their faces, and they can't wait to replace them.

A bald man flashed a red light in his eyes, and exclaimed: "It is said that Master Yu had extremely sharp eyes and cut out the Yuhua Stone half a year ago. Originally, I had doubts and would not believe it. Now it seems that all of this is true. ."

"Huh, how can the value of the Yuhua Stone be compared with the ethereal stone?" A man pulled down the brim of his hat and snorted coldly.

"That is, the value of the ethereal stone is equivalent to that of the thrombus."

All kinds of praise echoed, and Yu Xiuming at Wuzhifeng had a sense that no one in the world knew the emperor, so these cultivators did not dare to give birth to other bad thoughts.

A quarter of an hour later, the movement of Yueanzhi's hand slowed down, and the lines on the carving knife dimmed.

He exhaled the turbid air in his chest, and withdrew from the state of no waves in the ancient well, his expression was slightly agitated.

The ethereal stone was lying in the palm of his hand, only the size of a thumb, the color was like the morning sun and the snow, without variegation, just like the purest white jade suet.

Yue Jianzhi raised his wrist and pushed it outward, and the ethereal stone had fallen steadily into the brocade box. At this time, he wiped off the fine sweat on his forehead.

Yu Xiuming has a clear mind, took the initiative to greet him, and said: "The older you are, the harder it will be!"

Yue Jianzhi handed the brocade box over and waved his hand: "If I can cut out the strange stones with special attributes every day, I would be too tired to die!"

Then he turned his gaze to look at Ouyang Ming, his mouth twitched, his face was very strange.

Speaking tentatively: "Master Ou wants to...cut this strange stone?"

Ouyang Ming nodded slightly and smiled: "The more troublesome master." He was also a bit hot in his heart. When he felt the fire of the sky before, he only noticed a sharp chill, but what kind of strange stone was not Not sure.

Yu Xiuming and Qu Zhengde shook their heads at the same time, showing wry smiles, while Luo Qiwen was playful.

It can be said that none of the cultivators in the underground palace are optimistic about Ouyang Ming.

Yue Yanzhi shook his head and stopped speaking. With a light wave of his sleeves, the strange stone was rolled by spiritual power and flew out of the sky.

The light in his eyes slowly condenses, and a heavy aura spreads away. He sits in danger, his aura is round and round, and his heart guards the spirit table. Abruptly, a flash of light flashes in his eyes, and a red arc spreads from the handle of the knife to the body of the knife. , Let out a clear whisper, as if he had come to life.

The old man’s moves are extremely stable, and he has a fine grasp of every pore on his body, to the point that “one feather cannot be added, and mosquitoes cannot fall”. The muscles, bones, meridians, and internal organs of the body have reached a delicate balance, such as Pao Ding Jie Niu usually peels off the stones layer by layer.

There was a faint of chill from the tiny holes above the strange stones.

All the cultivators stared at the strange stone that kept shrinking in the hands of Yue Jian.

Qu Zhengde patted Yu Xiuming on the shoulder and sighed deeply.

Obviously, these two masters, who are extremely accomplished in forging, are extremely pessimistic.

Half an hour later, Yue Jianzhi raised his wrist, and the carving knife moved outward following his movements, and the gravel shook off the carving knife.

In vain, a faint blue light radiated.

A chill was accompanied by the blue light, and it spread suddenly. The strength of the chill directly caused snowflakes to float in the underground palace. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, like a cold winter. If it's just that, it's nothing more than a cold wind condensed out of thin air, rolling the wind and snow, and spinning continuously.

"Look at it!" someone exclaimed.

These cultivators only felt a cold body, and a cold air raged in their bodies.

Looking up, I saw above the bluestone at the top of the underground palace~IndoMTL.com~ white ice cones appeared, with different shapes, hanging down, like hanging upside down on the dilapidated eaves, the cold is overflowing, this strangeness The sight of shook everyone's mind.

Luo Qiwen breathed quickly, and said with horror: "The cold water stone, one of the Five Elements Stone?"

"Cold Water Stone?" Yu Xiuming looked puzzled.

Qu Zhengde nodded solemnly, and took the words: "It is rumored that a hundred years ago, there was a senior named Mu Luoxue. She was extremely talented, and she reached the throne with a terrifying practice and was proficient. Forging, a cold water stone was incorporated into the long sword. Once a sword was frozen for dozens of miles, this sword was also named cold water sword by her."

Under the echo of this sound, the field was like thunder on the ground.

There is only one voice left in everyone's heart, and a sword is frozen for dozens of miles...

This voice roared in my mind as if it were the only one.

After a long while, the carving knife in Yue case's hand stopped, and his arm kept trembling.

Went to Ouyang Ming and sighed: "Master Ou, thank you, the old man wants to cut a piece of five-element stone personally in this life. I didn't expect such a dream to be achieved here. Chao Wen Daoxi will die!"

Ouyang Ming said softly: "The older the old language, the more serious it is."

The complexion in the underground palace changed, staring at Ouyang Ming.

Qu Zhengde and Yu Xiuming laughed bitterly, and said at the same time: "Master Ou has the right vision and decision, I admire it."

Ouyang Ming shook his head and sighed: "It's just luck..."

Qu Zhengde's expression moved, and he asked softly: "Master Ou, the refining competition, how are we both refining with the strange stones we found today? This is the time I saw the cold water stone. Master Ou don’t be offended."

Ouyangming's eyes lit up, and he replied: "Master Qu's proposal is just what I want."

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