340: C340 Small Sword Spirit Cloth

C340 Small Sword Spirit Cloth

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the herbs that Luo Xiaoyu had put into the incense burner were burnt up. Ye Hong Tian wanted to put the herbs he had taken out into the incense burner to test it out, but then he found that his consciousness was gradually becoming blurry.

"Damn, I forgot that I relied on these few herbs to keep myself awake and not faint. Looks like... I can only... rest first."

Just as he finished speaking, Ye Hong Tian closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. The herbs that were placed on the bed were scattered all over the floor by Ye Hong Tian.

After sleeping for an entire day, Ye Hongtian slowly opened his eyes. He stretched his body and sat up. He looked at the herbs scattered all over the floor with a bitter smile on his face.

The incense burner also fell to the side. Fortunately, the lid of the incense burner was tight and did not spill the ashes.

Ye Hongtian got off the bed. He first washed up, then picked up all the herbs on the floor and placed them on the cabinet by the bed. He placed the incense burner properly and sat cross-legged on the floor.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Hong Tian reached out his hand and took a medicinal herb that was used to make Blood Yang Pill from the bedside table. He opened the lid, lit it up, and placed it into the incense burner.

The smell of the herbs filled the air. Ye Hongtian felt as if all the blood in his body was boiling. He had endless strength in his body. He really wanted to find an opponent who was on par with him and have a good fight.

However, this effect only lasted for about ten breaths of time. This medicinal plant was relatively small to begin with, and could not withstand burning for a long period of time. Ten breaths of time was the duration of its effect.

He opened the lid again, and Ye Hongtian lit up another medicinal herb needed to refine the Bone Healing Pill. However, it seemed like this medicinal plant was used to treat injuries, and Ye Hong Tian wasn't injured. Therefore, Ye Hong Tian did not have any special feelings.

After that, Ye Hong Tian tried countless more herbs. It was already noon when he woke up, and he tried all the way until dusk.

"Phew, if it wasn't because I suddenly wanted to try the effect of this incense burner, I wouldn't have remembered there were so many herbs in my Cosmos Sack." Ye Hongtian patted his Cosmos Sack and murmured.

In the past, he had concocted pills in the Azure Sky City. Back then, he had collected a lot of medicinal herbs to concoct pills. However, ever since he had concocted the Blood Yang Pill, he had put aside the need to concoct pills. Naturally, the medicinal herbs that he had collected were no longer useful.

After not concocting pills for such a long period of time, Ye Hongtian's hand suddenly felt itchy when he recalled that he knew how to concoct pills. It was time for him to practice his alchemy skills again.

He stood up and tidied his clothes. He put the incense burner back to its original place and strode out of his room. After that, he walked out of the palace.

"I don't know where the Sword Sect's medicinal herbs are going to be bought. This time, I will refine more healing pills such as Bone Healing Pills. 'I don't want to eat low-level healing pills when I'm injured in the future. That would be too slow. '" Ye Hong Tian rubbed his chin as he thought this.

He looked around and wanted to find a disciple to ask for directions. Unfortunately, this was the place where the true disciples lived. Ordinary disciples were not allowed to stroll around here, and they could not see a single Sword Sect disciple.

There were only thirty-four true disciples in the sword sect, including him. He had never seen any of them except for Lin Wanfeng and Luo Xiaoyu. It was hard to see them normally. After all, the true disciples usually cultivated in some special training grounds.

Ye Hongtian did not think that true disciples of the Sword Sect could become true disciples just by relying on their talent. No matter how good your talent was, if you did not work hard to cultivate, your strength would not be that strong.

However, talent was indeed very important. For example, ordinary disciples could break through one realm in a month while those with talent only needed ten days. This was the difference in talent.

"It just so happens that I haven't had the time to stroll around my new sect. I'll go find Brother Zhuo and ask him to take me to the place where the Sword Sect sells medicinal herbs." Ye Hong Tian placed his hands behind his head and muttered.

Just as he was about a hundred meters away from his own palace, a stream of light suddenly shot out from the palace towards Ye Hongtian, then quietly floated in front of Ye Hongtian.

This stream of light was the small sword that represented Ye Hongtian's identity as a true disciple. He didn't expect that the small sword would follow him after he left the palace. It was really convenient.

Just as he was about to grab the small sword with his hand, a figure suddenly jumped out from the small sword and hit Ye Hongtian's head. Ye Hongtian was knocked back and almost fell down.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh. It hurts so much. What is this?"

Ye Hongtian grabbed the thing that jumped out of the Small Sword Sect and rubbed his red forehead. He looked at his palm in confusion.

He saw a small figure that looked very similar to Ye Hongtian lying in his palm. Ye Hongtian could feel that there seemed to be some connection between him and this small figure.

"Master, my name is Bu Bu. I have absorbed the blood you dripped into the small sword and created this weapon spirit. Please advise me." The small sword Spirit Bu Bu explained.

Ye Hongtian looked at the cloth in his palm with a stunned expression. This little guy was actually an artifact spirit. However, the small sword was so small, so having such a small artifact spirit was only natural.

"You created this artifact spirit after absorbing my blood? Then do the other true disciples' small swords have artifact spirits?" Ye Hongtian asked in confusion.

The cloth flew out from Ye Hongtian's palm and landed on Ye Hongtian's shoulder. He crossed his legs and said: "The other small swords also have weapon spirits, but none of them were activated. I also absorbed master's blood to achieve realization "2

Bu Bu Bu's answer stunned Ye Hong Tian. Does this mean that my blood has the ability to activate artifact spirits? There's nothing special about my blood.

His blood had only fused with a single drop of Ancient Phoenix blood essence. In addition, it had been modified by the Myriad Dao Tree. He had never heard of the Ancient Phoenix blood being able to stimulate the artifact spirit. Could it be that the Myriad Dao Tree had also contributed?

"Since you are the artifact spirit of a small sword, then do you understand the Sword Faction?" Ye Hongtian suddenly thought of this question and asked.

Bu Bu nodded lightly, patted his chest and said, "When my creator created me, he had already transmitted all kinds of information about the sword sect into my body. As long as it is not confidential information, I will know."

"Then it's easy, I want to buy some medicinal herbs for alchemy You should know where the sword sect sells medicinal herbs, right? By the way, after buying the medicinal herbs, you can take me to the sword sect. Introduce me some good cultivation areas. " Ye Hong Tian said with a smile.

Bu Bu's appearance was too timely. Ye Hong Tian just happened to lack a tour guide. How could he not make good use of Bu Bu?

Furthermore, Bu Si was an artifact spirit that was created after absorbing his blood. It was already considered his item, so he could use it however he wanted.

Thinking of this, Ye Hongtian revealed a happy smile. However, the cloth seemed to know what Ye Hongtian was thinking. It hurriedly flew up from Ye Hongtian's shoulder and looked at Ye Hongtian vigilantly.

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