Worry-Free Sword

Chapter 297 Worry-free Sword

"No worries?"

Qin Mu's heart moved slightly, and when he looked at the pattern on the sword again, he could no longer see the word "Worry-free", as if the flowing pattern just now was just an illusion. However, this was not an illusion, the word "Worry-free" had indeed appeared!

"This sword called Wuyou, could it be related to Wuyou Township?"

He fell into deep thought. Could it be that the Worry-Free Sword came from the Worry-Free Township?

But why did it turn into a broken sword?

Why did the broken sword return to its original state when it encountered this unknown metal?

All this seemed to be destined, destined that the Broken Sword of Wuyou would fall into the hands of the Golden Palace of Loulan, destined that the Tiansheng Church would get that piece of metal, destined that Qin Mu would steal the Broken Sword from the Golden Palace of Loulan, destined that Qin Mu would let that piece of gold from outer space collide with the Broken Sword of Wuyou, destined that the Wuyou Sword would be restored to its former state!

When there are too many coincidences, it is no longer a coincidence, but rather there is a force that brings about this coincidence.

"Sister Xiang, did that piece of metal come from outer space? When did it come?" Qin Mu asked.

Si Yunxiang was also shocked by this incident and couldn't close her mouth. After a while, she came to her senses and rolled her eyes at him: "It came from outer space, but I don't know exactly when it came. I need to ask my grandmother to check it out. Don't call me sister Xiang. You call me so affectionately. I thought you were saying sweet words but wanted to kill me in your heart."

Qin Mu said hesitantly: "Then please ask the Saint to investigate the origin of this piece of metal."

Si Yunxiang took out the mirror and turned it twice. A mirror within a mirror appeared, and the grandmother of the Si family appeared at the other end of the mirror. Si Yunxiang asked about it, and the grandmother of the Si family was surprised and said, "How could this happen? Wait a minute, I'll check. This kind of divine gold is usually recorded."

Not long after, the Si family's great-grandmother came back with a booklet and said, "This piece of divine gold from outer space appeared sixteen years ago. The records say that in the winter sixteen years ago, a divine light streaked across the sky and fell into the Dark Valley. The disciples of the sect went to investigate and found dozens of people dead or injured. They picked up this piece of divine gold and presented it to the treasury."

"Sixteen years ago?"

Qin Mu was slightly stunned. Fifteen years had passed since he was picked up by Granny Si. The divine gold used to repair the broken sword appeared in the winter sixteen years ago, very close to when he was picked up.

"So were there any people from the Loulan Golden Palace nearby at that time?" Qin Mu asked hurriedly.

The grandmother of the Si family was surprised. She looked at him and said, "How did the Saint Cult leader know about this? The Dark Valley is located behind the duck tongue area in front of Qingmen Pass. At that time, my Saint Cult disciples were guarding Qingmen Pass. When the divine light from outer space flew over, my Saint Cult disciples saw it and immediately entered the duck tongue area. The border of the Mandi Kingdom opposite was also guarded by the Great Witch and the Witch King of the Loulan Golden Palace, and they also went to explore. The Saint Cult lost a hall master and dozens of divine masters, and a large number of people in the Loulan Golden Palace also died. I heard that the situation at that time was quite tragic. After they obtained this piece of divine gold, they suffered heavy losses and had to withdraw from the Dark Valley. The Great Witch and the Witch King of the Loulan Golden Palace seemed to have obtained a broken sword..."

Qin Mu was excited. So that's it!

Both the Broken Sword and the Divine Gold came from sixteen years ago. The Divine Gold obtained by the Heavenly Demon Cult and the Broken Sword obtained by the Golden Palace were actually one and the same. Only when these two treasures are put together will they become complete!

Daxu Dark Valley!

"I must go there and take a look!" he said to himself.

The grandmother of the Si family said: "The Dark Valley in the Duck Tongue area is very dangerous. Later, the Holy Church went to search it several times, but found it too dangerous, so they retreated and did not go deeper."

Qin Mu thanked the old lady. Although Si Yunxiang was the saint and the mistress of the Si family, this old lady was the actual controller of the Si family. She also had a very high status in the Heavenly Demon Sect. She was once the saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but later gave up her position to Grandma Si.

Si Yunxiang put away the bronze mirror, glanced at the sword in his hand, and said, "Grandmaster, your sword..."

Qin Mu quickly tightened the Wuyou Sword in his hand and said vigilantly: "This is Jianwan's mother sword, I can't give it to you."

Si Yunxiang chuckled and said, "I didn't say I wanted it, I just felt that after spending so much time and energy, I wondered if your sword pill had been refined."

"Jianwan, there is a word wan in it, which means circle. How to combine thousands of swords into a circle requires extremely strong arithmetic skills. The arc at the bottom of the hilt is to divide a sphere into 8,000 parts, and each part is exactly the same. It needs to be accurate to the fuzzy digits!"

Qin Mu was quite proud: "My astrology has always been very good."

Ling Yuxiu and Si Yunxiang curled their lips together.

Qin Mu laughed loudly, grasped the Wuyou Sword, and his vitality poured into the Wuyou Sword. Suddenly, the mother sword and the other 7,999 swords resonated with each other. The sharp swords whistled through the air, and in an instant, the factory was filled with sword lights flying all over the sky.

Qin Mu swung his sword, and countless sword lights whizzed over, colliding with each other with a clang, and the sword lights disappeared one after another.

Qin Mu's face became redder and redder. He groaned, his thighs and arms trembled.

Suddenly, the stone slabs under his feet broke into pieces and his two shoes were crushed to pieces.

Countless sword lights flew over, and with a loud bang, Qin Mu disappeared, and was crushed into the ground, leaving a big hole in the factory building!

Ling Yuxiu and Si Yunxiang were horrified and rushed over, shouting, "Come and save them!"

The other disciples of Tiangong Hall in the supervision factory rushed over in a hurry, only to hear a rumbling sound coming from the ground. The sword ball was so heavy that it pressed Qin Mu down deeper into the ground. Judging from the vibrations from the ground, it should have sunk three to five feet into the ground.

Everyone was about to dig to rescue Qin Mu, when suddenly Qin Mu's dull voice came from underground: "I'm fine, the sword is too heavy, get out of the way!"

Everyone quickly dispersed, only to see countless flying swords gushing out of the big hole like a spring. Eight thousand swords danced in the air, and then stuck into the ground with a clang, and the hilts of the swords shook constantly.

Qin Mu jumped out of the big hole and landed on his feet, but his legs were still shaking and his face didn't look very good.

He swung the sword again, and countless swords flew towards him. However, this time Qin Mu learned his lesson. He stood on the black iron blocks piled up in the factory, with the tip of the sword pointing downward. Eight thousand swords came together to form a sword ball.

Just as he said, the bottoms of the hilts of so many swords can be merged into a large sphere, a perfect sphere with only a vague error.

However, this sword ball was unexpectedly large, about 180 meters in diameter.

"Such a large sword ball is rare..." Ling Yuxiu walked around the sword ball, looked up at it, and couldn't help laughing.

"Small!"

Qin Mu activated his magic power, and the huge sword ball began to shrink slowly. When it was shrunk to the limit, it was still three feet in radius.

Qin Mu's vitality had been stimulated to the extreme, his face turned red, but it still couldn't shrink.

In fact, his eight thousand flying swords had been refined to the size of an inch or so, but because there were too many swords, the sword ball still appeared very large.

"I have too little time to refine it. I need to keep nurturing and refining it. If I can refine it to be as fine as silk, I can form a sword ball the size of a pigeon egg. But it is not possible now. Fortunately, my sword has another form."

Qin Mu exhaled a breath of foul air, grasped the hilt of the Worry-Free Sword with both hands, and suddenly spun it. The 7,999 swords in the sword ball suddenly expanded outwards with a clang, and the flying swords floated in the air with the tips of the swords pointing to the center of the circle.

He once again activated the Worry-Free Sword, and a number of flying swords shot out, colliding with the Worry-Free Sword with a humming sound, and then disappeared into the mother sword.

The collisions became faster and faster, and more and more flying swords disappeared in the air.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise. Qin Mu was now using another method of refining sword pills.

There are two types of sword balls. One is merged into a ball, with the tip of the flying sword facing the center of the circle to form a sword ball. This refining method requires very high numerology. Taoist sword factions mostly use this method to refine sword balls.

The second method is that the mother sword swallows up the child swords, putting all the child swords into the sword, which is mostly the refining method of the southern sword school.

The second situation requires that the mother sword be refined to be extremely soft. After collecting the sub-swords, rub the sword body with both hands, and the mother sword can be rubbed into a sword ball. The requirements for numerology are not high.

These two methods have their own strengths. The sword balls made by the first method are very easy to use with swordsmanship, and the moves are faster and can be deployed into sword formations at any time.

The second sword-swallowing method can merge the power of other sub-swords into the mother sword, unleashing extremely powerful power.

These two refining methods are not compatible, and only one of them can be used.

And now, Qin Mu actually used two weapon refining techniques at the same time, and he actually succeeded. It was really bizarre!

"The second best weapon refiner in the world, his reputation is well-deserved."

Si Yunxiang sighed, "I really want to see how skilled the world's best weapon refiner is..."

Qin Mu only collected more than two thousand swords before he felt a little overwhelmed and couldn't even lift his arms. Continuously activating so many flying swords several times also drained all his energy.

He quickly stopped putting away his sword and shook the Taotie bag. He saw countless flying swords flying into the Taotie bag one after another.

Although the sword pill has been refined, it is too big and heavy. His only option now is to use the Taotie bag as a sword bag to store the flying sword. Otherwise, the three-foot-square sword pill would be shocking to take out, and he would not be able to lift it.

"I used to be a little envious of Jianwan who was herding cattle, but now I don't have even a little bit of envy anymore."

Ling Yuxiu suppressed her laughter and whispered, "His spiritual weapon is good, but it can't be used."

Si Yunxiang nodded: "Even if I can lift it, I will run out of energy after just a few uses."

Qin Mu tied the Taotie bag to his waistband. Although the Taotie bag could eliminate the geomagnetic force, it was not a belt made of real Taotie skin after all. Some geomagnetic force still acted on the flying sword in the bag. The Taotie bag weighed more than a hundred pounds, causing his pants to fall down continuously.

Great Patriarch Qin took off the Taotie bag with a gloomy face, took out the golden rope to make two straps to pass through the Taotie bag, and carried it on his back like a small backpack.

“Bang!”

A crisp sound was heard, Si Yunxiang blushed and rubbed her butt. Just now, Qin Mu slapped her on the butt when no one was paying attention. It should be that the great leader knew that she had tampered with the materials for sword-making, making the flying sword so heavy.

Ling Yuxiu looked at him in surprise, but didn't ask any more questions. She said, "My brother has been gone for several months. I'm afraid he has been inspecting southern Xinjiang. Should we rush over now?"

Qin Mu shook his head: "I won't go to see the prince. Qingmen Pass is just to the north of the Great Leiyin Temple, not far from here. I want to go to the Dark Valley."

————The second update is here. It’s already 20:00 in the morning in Osaka, and it should still be 11:20 in China, so Zhaizhu still updated. As expected, I got lost when I went out for dinner at night. I got lost on the first floor of the hotel... I’m depressed. Zhaizhu has a poor sense of direction. When I go out with my wife at home, my wife will always accompany me to prevent me from getting lost. When I arrived in Japan, Zhaizhu went out with fear...