HCB Chapter 73 Soul-Nourishing Sword
Chapter 73 Soul-Nourishing Sword
Feng Baobao was also startled by Song Yuan's actions and stammered, "I'm your bodyguard. I won't betray you. Do you want to bury this man? Killing and burying bodies is my specialty! Professional!"
The Fifth Young Master was about to faint from Feng Baobao's words: "Big sister, what do you usually do?"
Feng Baobao suddenly remembered Xu Si's instructions and quickly replied, "We are all legitimate companies."
The Fifth Young Master complained: "Look at what you said, is it legitimate?"
Feng Baobao was a little embarrassed: "I am absolutely a professional."
However, Song Yuan laid Zhao Li flat and clapped his hands randomly: "Alright, it's done. He might wake up tomorrow morning. Fifth Master, just make him some instant noodles then. Go to the convenience store across the street, No. 444, and get one."
"I understand." The Fifth Young Master asked curiously, "Boss, what did you insert into his Dantian?"
In fact, even the Queen Mother of the West wants to know this question.
Song Yuan's methods were something that these old gods had never imagined.
"Soul-Nourishing Knife," Song Yuan spat out three words, frowning. "I think it's called that, I've forgotten. Anyway, its specific function is to nurture a new soul in a person's body. It was originally a sorcery."
The Fifth Young Master had lived for so many years and had never heard of this, but the Queen Mother of the West was thinking, feeling that this method was somewhat familiar.
"Witchcraft? How is it related to witchcraft?" The Fifth Young Master was full of disbelief: "What does this have to do with witchcraft?"
Song Yuan said, "It's unclear what era it is. Magical weapons and the like have no souls. They need to be nurtured, but they don't know how. The correct method should be to nurture them with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. We knife sellers can do it."
"But ordinary practitioners also want to obtain divine weapons with sword or blade spirits. Therefore, they invented a kind of evil magic to plant the embryo of a divine weapon in the body of a living being. This living being can be human or god. The stronger the soul, the better."
"In fact, the strength of each person's soul is different. Some gods' souls are even weaker than humans."
"For example, Chi You's soul is better than the souls of some gods."
"The artifact will fully mature within the body of that living being, and the soul of that living being will become a part of the artifact, known as the artifact spirit."
"Later, because this spell was so harmful to the world, it gradually disappeared. But our ancestors who sold knives on credit improved this spell."
"The Soul-Nourishing Knife pierces the body with a knife, cultivating the soul in the same way as cultivating the spirit of a divine artifact. The soul that grows back is more powerful than the previous one."
"He got it cheap," Song Yuan said with disdain, glancing at Zhao Li. "If the reward wasn't so generous, I wouldn't even bother using this. Perhaps a simpler method would be more cost-effective."
The Fifth Young Master was sweating profusely as he listened. Their boss actually had a lower-cost method? This was the first time he had heard of cultivating souls like this; it was completely unheard of.
As a result, is there a simpler way in the Song and Yuan dynasties?
It's so evil.
"In fact, the soul has many functions," the Fifth Young Master said with shining eyes, "For example, we Taotie are used for eating."
"Don't be a glutton." Song Yuan frowned with disgust: "You are the only glutton among you."
"I'm the only one, and I'm also used for food, so boss, can you raise a few more for me? I'll get you whatever you want." The Fifth Young Master rubbed his hands and drooled to the ground.
He is particularly sensitive to the soul.
He could clearly feel that the soul brewing in Zhao Li's body was extremely powerful.
Although it is just an embryo now.
"Have you forgotten what contract you signed with me? Do you really think I'm easy to talk to?" Song Yuan waved his hand casually, and the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly flew out from the door, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the Fifth Young Master.
The Fifth Young Master immediately shut up: "Boss, I was just joking."
Song Yuan was quite satisfied with the Fifth Young Master's tact: "Just be honest and be good."
Zhao Li collapsed in the blacksmith shop. Song Yuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, and naturally the others were too lazy to care about him either. But fortunately, he was in the shop, so he was not exposed to the wind and sun.
Feng Baobao was bored, so she drew an old turtle on Zhao Li's face.
Other than that, nothing major happened.
Perhaps the Song and Yuan dynasties made a wrong estimate.
Zhao Li slept for three days before finally waking up.
When he just woke up, the first thing that caught Zhao Li's eye was Wang Xiaoya's short-haired head. She tilted her head and stared at Zhao Li without blinking.
When Zhao Li woke up, they both screamed, seeming very scared.
Before Zhao Li had time to examine his soul, he stared at Wang Xiaoya: "What's wrong with you? You puppet, is there something wrong with your backstage again?"
"She's not crazy," Xiaoya came in from outside with a tired face. "Have you recovered? Come with me to find Dongqing, he's gone."
Zhao Li finally came to his senses, blinked his eyes, and felt his body.
A tiny germ really grew out of the gap in his soul. It seemed to be his soul, and it seemed to be slowly growing.
The soul absorbed the surrounding soul threads and expanded day by day.
"Do I really have a soul? Am I going to grow a new soul?" Zhao Li's face was full of excitement. He raised his head and saw Song Yuan in the distance. At this time, Song Yuan was directing the five young masters to play games.
"I have a soul!!!" Zhao Li's face was filled with excitement as he rushed directly to Song Yuan and the others. "Although it's only a small one, the size of a mung bean, I feel like my whole body is full of strength. I seem to have recovered some of my memories."
"Okay, okay, I get it." Song Yuan said impatiently, "You've been asleep for three days. Go and deal with the affairs of the underworld, earn some merit, and buy me some lifespan. Okay, get out of here."
"Get out of here, get out of here!" The Fifth Young Master covered his nose. "Your soul is too high quality. It smells so good, I can't stand it."
Taotie is very sensitive to food.
Zhao Li originally wanted to share his joy with them, but he was poured a bucket of cold water on them, and Zhao Li lost all mood.
With a look of disappointment on his face, Zhao Li glanced in the direction of Song Yuan and the others, then walked dejectedly to Xiaoya and Wang Xiaoya and asked, "Who should I go with?"
"Of course you come with me. I, the puppet, will stay in convenience store No. 444 to help you watch the store." Xiaoya answered readily.
The Queen Mother of the West, however, was a person who enjoyed watching the fun and never mind making trouble: "Song Yuan, do you need me to send a few more messages to Lingshan?"
But Song Yuan raised his head and looked at the Queen Mother of the West seriously: "Do you know where the entrance to Lingshan is?"