"Divinity?" Qin Shu keenly grasped the key point.
Mr. You nodded slightly, "Exactly, the reason why Xi soil is precious is precisely because of the divinity in it."
Qin Shu drew inferences from one example. It seemed that the colorful stone had the same principle. It could mend the sky, but what did it mean to mend a sword?
While explaining to Qin Shu, Mr. You used his spiritual energy to hold the Zixiao White Jade Sword out of the blast furnace.
At this time, the Zixiao White Jade Sword was suspended in the sky above the blast furnace, and the spiritual energy fluctuations coming from it seemed to be different from before.
It's just that Qin Shu doesn't dare to touch it rashly now, so she can only get a rough idea through its breath.
The Yun on Mr. You slowly spread, Qin Shu quickly concentrated her attention and watched his movements carefully.
I saw his Yun wrapping the entire Zixiao White Jade Sword in it, and then I didn't understand how he did it. I only knew that his Yun swayed slightly, and the Zixiao White Jade Sword made a crisp sound.
He felt it for a moment, then raised his other hand, and fragments of the multicolored stone appeared in his hand.
With a casual throw, the colorful stone fragments were thrown onto the blast furnace. With the flow of Ta Yun, these fragments formed three symbols in the air.
It was something Qin Shu had never seen before. Then he saw him making seals with both hands at the same time, and the three symbols were slowly wrapped around the blade like gold foil.
Then Mr. You's speed suddenly increased. With lightning speed, he flipped his wrist. While suppressing the pressure on his body, he raised his other hand to cover the lid of the blast furnace.
Then he glanced at Qin Shu and said, "Quick, turn up the heat!"
Before he finished speaking, Qin Shu threw the flame in her hand.
Mr. You was very satisfied with her reaction. As expected of a sword cultivator, her reaction was very fast.
When Mr. You spoke again, "Take it!"
Qin Shu then took back her hand and looked at Mr. You, "Is it okay?"
Mr. You nodded slightly. He seemed to be very tired and sat down beside him slightly.
Qin Shu wanted to pinch a dead tree for him, but she was worried that her rash use of magic would affect her sword refining. After thinking about it, she loosened her fingers that were originally pinched together. She raised her hand to touch the storage ring and found a soul-nurturing ring. Dan appeared on her hand.
"senior."
Qin Shu called Mr. You. As soon as Mr. You looked up, he saw the pill she was holding in front of him.
"Soul nourishing pill?" The smell of this pill was somewhat familiar. Mr. You raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked through the voice.
Qin Shu nodded slightly, "Well, you are tired. This elixir is not of a high level, but it may be able to help you."
Even if the grade is not high, you can still get the sixth-grade elixir.
It was also at this time that Mr. You suddenly remembered that he had heard from his sweet grandson that his master had learned from the Dan Sect.
She is actually an alchemist...
Tsk tsk tsk, it really is better than the old! Today's juniors are really more promising than the last.
He took it and said, "It can be used. You girl is determined."
Mr. You took the elixir and felt the milky white medicinal power slowly dissipate, silently nourishing his soul.
The Yun on his body was still spread out, with no intention of taking it back.
Qin Shu, who had withdrawn her attention, was also affected by this Yun at this time, feeling the fluctuations in it, and her sudden happiness reached her soul.
How could Mr. You, at such an age and with such a level of cultivation, forget to take Yun back?
When he took his own elixir, he also left an opportunity for himself.
He is giving himself a chance to understand his khandha!
The level of the weapon refiner not only depends on his cultivation level, but also on the difficulty level of his khanda.
In the Qi Sect, she understood Master Yue Zhi's Yun, and then she was able to get started. In the Dwarf clan, she understood Master Qichang's Yun, which brought her weapon refining skills to a new level.
Now, Mr. You opened up his inner self for her to understand, but he only gave him a sixth-grade soul-nurturing pill.
Mr. You really cares about the younger generations!
Qin Shu figured this out, quickly sat down cross-legged, and began to seize the time to understand.
Mr. You saw Qin Shu seeing his hard work, and a warm smile appeared on his face.
The longer he spends time with this girl, the more he really likes her.
He is savvy, discerning, and very diligent.
Everyone often said that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. If his grandson follows such a master, even if it is really a piece of rotten wood, he can still carve some patterns into it.
Seeing Qin Shu gradually begin to enter samadhi, he not only did not take back his Yun, but also occasionally moved it to let her feel how to use Yun correctly.
It's not that he looks down on her disciple, but in the entire world of immortal cultivation, there will never be another person who knows how to control Yun better than him.
This is the foundation of their family, and it is also the most important thing left by their ancestors to their descendants.
Logically speaking, this kind of family skill should not be passed down to others, but since this girl is Zijin's master, she can also be regarded as one of their own.
Since it's one of our own, it can't be considered a rumor.
After entering trance, Qin Shu's concentration has improved to a higher level. She can clearly understand every move of Mr. You.
At first, she couldn't see clearly how his Yun moved. She always thought that the rhythm of Yun was constant. But when she looked at Mr. You's Yun, he could move however he wanted. She could tell at a glance that it was a very special kind of movement. Brilliant control method.
This realization is two years, two years of focusing on one thing, and the efficiency is also very impressive.
That day, Mr. You suddenly sent a message to Qin Shu and woke her up.
"Girl, wake up."
Qin Shu opened her eyes and heard Mr. You's next words, "Quick, three drops of blood!"
Qin Shu's fingers reacted faster than her brain, and she quickly drew blood. With a flip of her wrist, three drops of blood flew towards the blast furnace.
The moment the three drops of blood essence approached the blast furnace, the lid of the blast furnace opened a small gap and sucked the three drops of blood essence into it.
The blast furnace vibrated, and Mr. You made another secret to stabilize the blast furnace.
Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mr. You beside her.
After looking at it, she realized that Mr. You's already gray hair seemed to have turned a bit whiter since she didn't know when.
Qin Shu frowned, ah?
She has been realizing that Mr. You's Yun is always on, and she must always pay attention to the movement of the sword in the blast furnace.
The mental energy is consumed too much, and even high-level monks cannot hold on.
Qin Shu thought for a while and handed the old man another bottle of Sanhua Yangshen Pill.
Mr. You smiled happily. At such an age, he didn't care about the energy consumption.
What made him happy was that she could see his efforts.
As long as she can see him, that's fine. For her own sake, she will treat his good grandson better in the future.
