Chapter 142 Dragons do not live with snakes

The art of sacrificial swords is spread among the Nine Realms, but to most people, it is an extremely mysterious thing.

Sacrifice the sword with blood, in the eyes of everyone, this is the method of the devil.

But this sword sacrificing technique is the most important part of the orthodox ancient sword forging technique. Sacrificing the sword with blood is originally a sacrifice to the gods of the heavens.

The higher the grade of the blood of the sacrificial sword, the better the natural effect. The more noble the blood, the better the effect of the sacrifice.

But in terms of noble blood, how can it compare with the ancient war dragon? A drop of Chu Fengmian's blood essence is basically equivalent to a drop of real ancient war dragon blood essence.

After refining the Red Flame Sword, the edge of the Red Flame Sword suddenly became much sharper.

Chu Fengmian picked up the Red Flame Sword and swung it in one move. The flames in it turned out to be golden dragon flames.

"Although the level of the Red Flame Sword has been fixed and cannot be re-trained, with these nine lines of power and the addition of the Dragon Flame of the Sacrificial Sword, the power of the Red Flame Sword is no less than that of many top-grade earth-level spiritual weapons!"

Chu Fengmian said with great joy.

This was his first time refining a weapon to such an extent. Fortunately, the material of the Red Flame Sword was good, so it could withstand such a sacrifice.

Otherwise, if it were the Xuanqing Sword in Chu Fengmian's hand, and if Chu Fengmian used blood sacrifice to refine it, the Xuanqing Sword might even be burned in an instant.

The power of the sacrificial sword technique also depends on whether the spiritual weapon can withstand it.

"Finally, I have a heavy sword."

Chu Fengmian was overjoyed when he saw the Red Flame Sword.

As the former number one swordsman, he also understood the way of the heavy sword. What he liked more than the skill of the light sword was the domineering power of the heavy sword.

The way of the heavy sword is the way of the hegemon, the overlord who is so powerful that it makes people surrender.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to the academy."

Chu Fengmian was overjoyed for a while, but also understood that he was going back.

As soon as he moved, he walked through the desert and flew towards the military camp.

King Pingsha's army has now wiped out the sand thieves and won a complete victory. Without the support of Mu Yuanhuo, the sand thieves are still a bunch of rabble after all, and they are no match for the real army.

When Chu Fengmian returned to the military camp, he saw the soldiers ignoring them, carrying the heads of the sand thieves one by one, and counting their military merits.

The military merits of the Wusheng Kingdom were determined by their heads. These sand thieves continued to commit evil, and the emperor of the Wusheng Kingdom ordered that all the sand thieves be killed on the spot, and the pills could be collected with their heads.

That's why these soldiers came back one by one carrying heads. Chu Fengmian saw that several of the powerful soldiers had more than ten heads each.

Chu Fengmian passed through the crowd and suddenly entered King Pingsha's tent.

"who?"

As soon as Chu Fengmian appeared, many warriors shouted sharply. When they saw Fengmian's appearance clearly, all of them showed joy on their faces.

"Master Chu."

"Master Chu is back."

The middle-aged people all shouted happily.

They watched Chu Fengmian chasing Mu Yuanhuo, but he still didn't come back, and each of them was extremely worried.

Now that they saw Chu Fengmian returning, their faces were extremely excited.

"Mr. Chu, you are finally back. If you hadn't come, I don't know what I would have told Wusheng Academy."

King Pingsha also laughed and said with joy on his face when he saw Chu Fengmian coming back.

"What about the devil?"

"boom."

Chu Fengmian didn't say much. He opened a storage bag and Mu Yuanhuo's body was released.

Although this body is riddled with holes, the unique appearance of Mu Yuanhuo can still be seen at a glance.

"Sure enough, which devil it is! He is finally dead, and the northwest desert can finally be at peace!"

King Pingsha couldn't help laughing when he saw Mu Yuanhuo's body.

The Mu Yuan Fire has always been a major scourge in the northwest desert. Now it is finally dead, and the problem of sand thieves has finally been solved.

"Mr. Chu is indeed brave. I will remember this favor. If Mr. Chu needs me for anything in the future, just ask."

"Your Majesty, you don't have to do this when it's your duty."

After hearing King Pingsha's words, Chu Fengmian knew clearly that he was avoiding the temptation behind King Pingsha's words without making a move.

He, Chu Fengmian, had lived a carefree life, never being controlled by others, so it was naturally impossible for him to be won over by others.

"If nothing happens, Chu will have to return to the academy first. Time is running out. Chu must also return to the academy to explain."

Chu Fengmian said, then walked directly outside, mounted the Black Scale Horse King, and left all the way.

"This Chu Fengmian is really a genius. I'm afraid he may be comparable to that of Lingtian. But such a genius is extremely difficult to win over."

King Pingsha whispered to himself.

Originally, he was a little disdainful about the rumors about Chu Fengmian, thinking that there was no one in the Wusheng Kingdom who could compare to Ling Tian.

But looking at it now, Chu Fengmian is much more evil than what was rumored, and even more evil than Zhi Lingtian.

It's a pity that Chu Fengmian saw through his intention to win over him. After Chu Fengmian left, he understood Chu Fengmian's attitude more and more.

Dragons do not live with snakes, and with Chu Fengmian's character, it is impossible to join any force.

The black-scaled horse king galloped all the way. Three days later, Chu Fengmian returned to the academy.

This time, Chu Fengmian only took a week, which was much faster than the one month prescribed by the Xuanbei Sage.

The Mission Hall is the place in Wusheng Academy that is responsible for receiving and completing missions.

Although Chu Fengmian's mission was taken over by Saint Xuanbei, if Chu Fengmian wanted to receive the reward, he had to come to the mission hall to complete the mission.

The Mission Hall is the most prosperous place in Wusheng Academy, with countless disciples walking through it to receive missions.

The most direct and simple way to earn contribution points is to complete tasks. For inner disciples, there may be other means, but for outer disciples, this is almost the only way.

"Who is that person?"

"What a strange inner disciple. Is he a newcomer in this class?"

When some of the outer disciples saw Chu Fengmian, they were all startled and looked at him one after another.

Among the inner sect disciples and the outer sect disciples, almost all of them can be called high-ranking figures.

It is extremely difficult for inner disciples in Wusheng Academy to be promoted to three levels in a year, so most of the inner disciples are known to everyone.

Therefore, some of the outer disciples were a little surprised to see Chu Fengmian looking unfamiliar.