Chapter 48: Before assassination, sacrifice the sword and test the sword

Wei Wuji was sent back by Mo Li. He was so drunk that he was not as good as he could walk with someone's support. Several maids took a lot of effort before they finished scrubbing and putting them on the bed.

"You have nothing important to do. Don't disturb Wuji. He was in a bad mood today and was so angry that he couldn't find a place to vent!" Mo Li took off and left.

In fact, even if he didn't say it, no one dared to do this, because Wei Wuji's authority at home had long been consolidated and unbreakable.

The moment the door closed, Wei Wuji's eyes suddenly opened, as bright as stars, there was no trace of drunkenness.

Wei Wuji's soul turned and he sensed the surroundings from a distance. After finding that there was indeed no one nearby, he immediately stood up and came to the center of the house. Then, his body trembled, his pores opened, and a trace of wine sprayed out. In an instant, the whole house was filled with strong smell of alcohol, and at the same time, the smell of alcohol on Wei Wuji's body became less and less, until it disappeared completely.

At this time, it was just after noon, and it was still early, but Wei Wuji's thinking was unique. In his eyes, opportunities were not divided by day and night, so he was ready to follow him now so that he could seize the opportunity and take action at any time.

With this plan, Wei Wuji took out the Seven Bird Sword from the storage bag without any hesitation. He knew that the flying sword might have some problems, but now, he thought he could handle it. Moreover, it would be a pity to abandon such a powerful magic weapon.

When Wei Wuji was about to bleed to communicate the peacock spirit in the sword, his soul warned again. However, this time, Wei Wuji did not stop, but cut a small hole in the fingertip of his thumb, dripping a floor of blood, on the invisible blood formation at the connection between the sword body and the hilt of the sword.

With a drop of blood, the colorful halo was surging like a tide, surging loudly, and the Seven Bird Sword itself began to jump and kept restless. If Wei Wuji had not carried a thousand kilograms of powerful force in his hand, he would have been broken free by the Seven Bird Sword in an instant.

After a moment of competition, the Seven Bird Sword could not escape Wei Wuji's control and gradually became quiet. Then, the colorful halo gathered rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it actually turned into a body, which was a colorful peacock. However, the peacock was too narrow, but it stood empty on the sky of the Seven Bird Sword.

"Are you my new master?" Suddenly, an extremely clear voice sounded in Wei Wuji's mind, like a seven or eight-year-old, innocent little girl.

Although Wei Wuji was the first time to practice such magic weapons, he understood with just a little understanding that the spirit in the sword was communicating with him! At this moment, he said without hesitation, "Yes, I am your new master. As long as you cooperate with me wholeheartedly and do things for me, when I am a master of success in the future, I will not need this flying sword, and I will definitely condense my body for you and let you be free in the world again."

"What the master said is true?" The little girl-like voice sounded again, but this time, it was obviously a very strong feeling of joy.

"Of course, I, Wei Wuji, stand tall and not lie to you as a little girl!" Unconsciously, Wei Wuji regarded the peacock spirit as a life like a human being.

"Okay, I believe in you! I will cooperate with you with all your promises, don't forget!" As soon as the voice fell, the peacock's body dissipated, turning into countless colorful light spots, and reintegrating into the Seven Bird Sword.

Looking at the Seven Bird Sword in his hand that was restored to normal, Wei Wuji thought for a moment and changed into an extremely ordinary black robe. Speaking of which, this robe has a lot to do with his previous actions of killing the four masters.

At the beginning, because everyone generally believed that the terrifying sword cultivator would attack the princes of the aristocratic family, most of them changed into ordinary clothes when they went out. Wei Wuji had Mo Li advised him, so he naturally followed suit and bought many sets of these clothes for emergencies. If this were not the case, I was afraid that he would not be suspicious when buying these clothes!

After changing, Wei Wuji put the Seven Bird Sword into his sleeve. Then, his body swayed slightly, and the blood and flesh around him began to flow like water, and his bones crackled, making adjustments. In an instant, Wei Wuji completely changed his appearance.

At this time, Wei Wuji looked about 70 or 80 years old, with a tall figure, a childish face, and a slightly gloomy face. Such a face was the sword cultivator named He who wanted to take over his body, but instead swallowed his soul by him, and was also the "big hatred" that the chief priest led the team to search for several months but could not find any trace.

Before Wei Wuji came to the bronze mirror, he carefully observed it, and then confirmed it with the impression in his mind. He made some subtle adjustments. After feeling that there was no omission, he communicated with his soul and used the change of breeze in the transformation of aerosols, turning into a breeze, and escaping from the bamboo building where he lived.

The reason why he had to transform into Old Man He's appearance in advance was that Wei Wuji's cooperation between the first level of body shape and the second level of life and death has not yet reached the point of being as he wished. He could only perform one change at a time. If the aerosol change is used in the original form, then when he turns back to the human body, the manifestation must be the original form. He must go one more level to manifest the appearance of Old Man He.

In this way, although it doesn't take much effort, there is no doubt that the possibility of exposure will increase a lot. Wei Wuji has always been cautious and has the ability to avoid it, so he is naturally unwilling to take this risk again.

The breeze crossed the lake and blew countless ripples. The little fish that were shocked to breathe, all fled in all directions and dived down.

In a moment, the breeze crossed Hanquan Lake and came to a small island in the center. The island is not big, but it is only about three hundred feet long, but it is covered with bamboo, lush and dense.

The wind entered the depths of the bamboo forest and turned into a human being in an instant. Wei Wuji came here to test the sword so that he could understand the power of the Seven Bird Sword.

Without any delay, he immediately communicated with the spirit of the peacock and ordered a colorful stream of light to fly out of the sleeves of the robe. Ten feet away, a large bamboo as thick as a bowl was surrounded. In an instant, the big bamboo fell down, and the broken mouth was as smooth as a mirror without a trace of burrs.

Seeing this, Wei Wuji showed a smile on his face. He knew very well that the iron-hearted bamboo planted on this island was harder than steel, and the long spear rod used by the elite Dongyi troops could be made with this.

After testing the power, Wei Wuji tested the maximum attack distance he could reach now. The result was 50 feet long. Moreover, since it was not his own sword control power, but his peacock spirit, the power never decreased at all, regardless of distance.

After knowing what he wanted to know, Wei Wuji stopped leaving more. After putting away the Seven Bird Sword, he used the white cloud transformation in the aerosol change, flying slowly into the sky, floating towards the place where Ke lived the most.

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