Chapter 104: The magic sword takes shape, the sword is hidden in the golden house? (Subscribe)

“Ok?”

Dongfang Mingyue looked down at the light blue dress. She gently grabbed Ning Xunqiu’s hand and put it on her pretty face, feeling the warmth. She was very surprised:
“Is this inside the Wushuang Mingyue Sword? Why are sir’s hands warm?”

“This is the Wushuang Mingyue Sword, but this is no longer the Dark Star Realm.” Ning Xunqiu explained.

“Dark Star Realm?”

Dongfang Mingyue frowned slightly and looked around. She saw only darkness and silence, as if she was in an endless void. She immediately looked at Ning Xunqiu, with a look of relief on her face:
“So Mingyue has also become a sword spirit? But as long as I have you around to keep me company, it’s not bad.”

Ning Xunqiu said seriously: “Mingyue, I am not a sword spirit, I am a real person.”

Dongfang Mingyue raised her eyebrows and said, “Master? Has the master been reincarnated in these years?”

Ning Xunqiu didn’t know how to explain so many things, he said truthfully:
“My real name is Ning Xunqiu. ‘Ning Wushuang’ is the name I got when I defeated all the heroes and defeated the masters with my sword in the mortal world before I started practicing.”

“That was just one of my experiences.”

“Ning Xunqiu? Ning Wushuang? So your surname is Ning?”

Dongfang Mingyue looked a little disappointed. After a new life without shackles, they were still separated by heaven and earth.

“Wouldn’t it be that from now on, Master will be outside, while Mingyue will be inside the sword giving Master advice?”

Ning Xunqiu looked at the disappointment in her eyes and said, “Not really. Wait for me.”

His mind left the magic sword, and he held the bronze sword outside, performing the method of “Daoguo·Enlightenment”.

After a while, a piece of information came into my mind.

“The luck of the Daoist tradition is not enough… It seems that this sword is extraordinary.”

Ning Xunqiu muttered something and turned his gaze to the luck column.

[Current luck: three hundred and seventeen to three hundred and ninety-eight.]

“Attunement.”

He did not hesitate at all, because he himself had experienced the boundless suffering of being unable to move, having his sight taken away, and having lost all senses, so he did not want Dongfang Mingyue to follow in his footsteps and endure such torment.

[Luck decreased by 100, current luck: 217~398]

Ning Xunqiu was slightly surprised: “To enlighten Mingyue, one needs one hundred points of luck, which is equivalent to the luck of a true immortal…”

But he has no regrets.

Buzz!

As luck poured in, light flowed on the sword, and the buzzing sound became clearer and more pleasant.

Suddenly, the light became brighter, and the Moon Demon Sword slowly took shape. Amidst the mist, a beautiful woman slowly walked out.

“I’m alive.”

She stared at her new body, her eyes sparkling with surprise and disbelief. Looking down from Qingyun Peak, she saw a large lake, two small courtyards, and flocks of sheep in the distance, leisurely and contented.

“Is this your home, sir?” Dongfang Mingyue’s beautiful eyes opened wide, full of shock and curiosity.

Ning Xunqiu nodded: “This place is called Qingshan, it’s my world.”

Dongfang Mingyue was silent for a while, observing Qingshan quietly. She looked towards the Chiyan Army four hundred miles away: “Where are your soldiers? Is there a war here too?”

She looked at Ning Xunqiu with burning eyes. She was so powerful now that it seemed that she could split the sky and earth just by raising her hand.

Ning Xunqiu’s martial arts instinct sensed a vague sense of danger from Dongfang Mingyue.

Suffocating wind, extreme cutting power, extreme despair, plus Hidden Star. This sword is not just sharp, it can actually pose a great threat to the ‘Seven Realms Gods’. Dongfang Mingyue’s strength is at least equivalent to ‘True Immortal’.

Obviously, this magic sword, which was enlightened by one hundred points of luck, is by no means a flashy decoration.

Ning Xunqiu looked at Dongfang Mingyue and said seriously: “This world is very dangerous. I am not strong here. There are many enemies. I need your strength.”

He had already killed the Black Dragon, and when he became the incarnation of martial arts, the ‘Martial Master’, he completely wiped out the consciousness of ‘Duan Hong’ in the Mountain and River Seal, thus deeply offending both of them.

As soon as this great catastrophe of heaven and earth is over, the Shenzhou Morality Immortal Sect and the Dragon Clan will definitely settle accounts with him, so Ning Xunqiu has no intention of hiding in Yuxiao Immortal Island for the rest of his life.

Instead, he planned to continue to become stronger during these five thousand years of time.

He doesn’t need to be too strong. He just needs to be strong enough to not use the “Sword of Chaos” and can defeat the Buddha of the West with his fists alone.

Even if you know he killed her, what does it matter? You still have to give him some face.

Of course, one must eat one’s meal step by step. His first step would be to secretly recruit the heroes born in the five thousand years of Shanheyintiandi and train a large number of warriors.

Then the whole country will work together to swallow up the world that will come five hundred years later, and Duan Hong is gone from the Mountain and River Seal, so this world will be given to the Qin warriors to train.

Dongfang Mingyue smiled slightly: “Sir, watch carefully.”

She instantly transformed into a magic sword, quietly floating beside Ning Xunqiu. The breeze and flowing water danced lightly on the sword, interweaving a brilliant light blue luster.

boom!
With one strike of the sword, the sky and earth within a five-hundred-mile radius of Qingshan shook, as if they were split in two.

Dongfang Mingyue rose up and was about to strike out with the sword again.

“Mingyue, stop.” Ning Xunqiu hurriedly stopped her.

The Moon Demon Sword turned around and flew back happily.

At this moment, a fairy walked out of the courtyard. She flew to the top of the mountain and pointed at the magic sword behind Ning Xunqiu: “Brother… what is this?”

Ning Xunqiu’s heart skipped a beat, and he replied with a guilty conscience: “This is Dongfang Mingyue.”

Gao Feixue saw that something was wrong with Ning Xunqiu. She raised her beautiful eyes and asked, “Name?”

“Senior brother?”

Hearing this, the magic sword turned into a human form with a bang. Dongfang Mingyue looked Gao Feixue up and down. She was as beautiful as her, especially her extraordinary temperament. She immediately asked curiously:

“Sir, who is this?”

Gao Feixue stared at Dongfang Mingyue, lingering on her chest and body curves for a few seconds. The atmosphere was slightly solemn. After a long silence, she turned to look at Ning Xunqiu:
“You are… hiding a sword in a golden house?”

Baiyun and Qingfeng transformed into children. She raised them as her own children and didn’t feel anything. Her senior brother was a homebody, and she was also very relieved about Wenrenhong.

But for a sword to transform, is it necessary for it to be so charming… and stunningly beautiful?
No normal person can resist having such a beauty around.

“Ming Yue is just a Taoist companion like my eldest sister, third sister, and fourth brother. A Taoist companion for sword fighting.”

Ning Xunqiu explained that apart from the time he saw Dongfang Mingyue’s body at the beginning, he had a clear conscience about everything else, so he spoke with confidence.

Dongfang Mingyue was very smart. From their conversation, she immediately guessed that they had an unusual relationship. A strange emotion surged in her heart:

“We are just Taoist companions…”

She knew the meaning of this word; the master had mentioned it in the sword before.

Taoist companion, a companion who practices and cultivates together.

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(End of this chapter)