Although it was a bit reckless, it finally worked.
He took out two pills and stuffed them into his mouth. The consumption of Qi and Blood and spiritual power was not too much, about half. But the continuous output was very taxing on the mind.
He took out another Soul Pearl and crushed it. The cool breath came into his mind, and the total amount of Divine Sense increased slightly. Soul Pearl is indeed a good thing, but one is used less.
After resting for a while and waiting for the blade to completely cool to room temperature, Qin Tiexin took the knife out of the sink and took a closer look.
The blade is black and silver, and the reflection is not strong. The dots Star Scar on it are elongated, turning into meteor patterns with tails, spreading from the handle to the tip. There is almost no sound of wind when swung, and the resistance of the blade cutting through the air is minimal.
The blade is not heavy, less than two thousand pounds. For Qin Tiexin, it is so light that it is almost weightless. But when held in the hand, it feels very suitable.
There are five Spirit Rune on the blade: Sharpness, Armor Piercing, Paralysis, shock, Bleeding.
Sharpness is mainly for cutting, Armor Piercing is mainly for Penetration, Paralysis is mainly for control, shock is mainly for destroying the internal structure, and Bleeding is mainly for continuous damage.
This is a knife with full attack power, especially the high-quality Bleeding Spirit Rune. Once struck, the wound will be extremely difficult to heal. In close combat, this is almost the attribute with the most obvious effect.
Qin Tiexin held the knife in his left hand and tried several movements.
Chop, slash, backhand stab.
The movements are as smooth as an extension of the arm, and the center of gravity is in the front third of the blade, which is exactly where the force is exerted.
The handle of the knife is just right in thickness, and when you close your fingers together, the tiger's mouth will naturally get stuck in the knife guard.
The length and curvature of the blade are based on the angle that is most comfortable for him.
This should be the "Unity of Person and Artifact" Master Luo Ling said, right?
However, after the sword was refined, he also deeply understood the gap between himself and his master.
His cultivation was not enough, and his skills were not enough. The master finished refining the short sword with his bare hands without even taking a breath. From picking up the materials to making the sword, it was smooth and smooth, and it only took a few dozen breaths.
But now, I spent nearly an hour going back and forth, and almost fainted in the middle.
But holding this knife, he still felt extremely satisfied.
There are more close-quarter attack methods, and it is no longer a power-based attack style. With this knife, his fighting style can have many changes.
On the morning of the third day, Qin Tiexin gave the knife a scabbard.
The scabbard is not as complicated as the blade, just an ordinary Upper-Grade Law Artifact.
He melted some of the remaining spiritual material fragments in the secret realm and made it into a coleoid, with three auxiliary Spirit Rune carved on it: Spirit Restoration, Repair, and Regeneration.
The attack spirit pattern of that knife is too full, and there is no auxiliary spirit pattern. If used for a long time, the blade will inevitably be damaged, and the spiritual power will be consumed quickly.
Paired with this scabbard, it just forms a complete whole. When the knife is sheathed, Spirit Restoration Spirit Rune operates automatically, slowly replenishing the spiritual consumption of the blade, while Repair and Regeneration can Repair minor damage to the blade.
The knife was put into the sheath and made a gentle sound. The black and silver blade was hidden in the dark gray sheath, with only a little Star Scar at the end of the handle exposed.
Qin Tiexin hung the short knife on his waist, stood up, and stretched his muscles. His shoulders and arms were still a little sore, but it no longer hindered his movement.
Just after noon, Qin Tiexin and Ming'an finished their meal in the small courtyard.
The meal is simple, consisting of two bowls of white rice, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and a plate of pickles. Ming'an eats carefully, not even a grain of rice is left. This child is not picky about food and will eat whatever is given to him, except that he will not eat meat.
Qin Tiexin looked at him immersed in cooking rice and put another chopstick dish into his bowl.
"Eat more and you will grow taller."
Ming'an hummed and continued to eat with his head down. He was indeed growing. He hadn't been seen in the secret realm for a month. When he came back, Qin Tiexin found that he seemed to be a little taller than before and his face was rounder.
Lin Residence's food is good, and Madam Lin likes him, so he cooks delicious food for him in various ways. In the past month or so, the child has been able to produce some meat.
After dinner, Ming'an rushed to clear away the dishes. He moved a small bench to the water tank, washed the bowls one by one, wiped them with a dry cloth, and put them in the cabinet next to the stove.
Qin Tiexin leaned against the door and watched him work without helping. Ming'an was used to doing these things himself.
After cleaning up, Ming'an went back to the house, took out the string of dusty beads from under the pillow, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and twisted them one by one, while still talking plausibly.
I have been looking at this bracelet Qin Tiexin for a few days. Strangely enough, when I first put it on the market, the beads of Ming'an were so dry that they had no luster. But over the past two or three days, the color has become smoother.
According to Ming'an, when he moves around, the crying sound inside the bracelet will be much quieter.
"Are you still crying today?" Qin Tiexin asked.
Ming'an shook his head. "You don't cry much anymore, just very lightly. Senior brother, is it getting better soon?"
Qin Tiexin said, "Probably. If you have any questions, feel free to tell me."
Ming'an responded, lowered his head and continued.
Qin Tiexin glanced at the sky and said, "Stay well at home. Senior brother, go out and come back in the evening. Don't be too tired. You can take a nap and rest."
Ming'an asked, "Where are you going, senior brother?"
"Go get something from some friends." Qin Tiexin said, "What do you want to eat? Senior brother will bring it back for you."
Ming'an thought for a while and shook his head, "There is nothing I want to eat. As long as senior brother comes back safely."
He said this seriously and without any artificiality.
In the past few days, Qin Tiexin has been refining weapons in the backyard, while Ming'an is sitting in the house chanting sutras.
The two of them were busy with their own business and didn't talk much. But when Ming'an looked up and saw his senior brother's back, he felt much more at ease. During the more than twenty days Qin Tiexin was in the secret realm, he was so worried every day that he couldn't even sleep well.
Qin Tiexin touched his bald head. "Okay, I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."
Hearing the word "delicious", Ming'an's eyes narrowed involuntarily. He didn't speak, but his expression said everything.
Qin Tiexin left the courtyard gate and walked through the alley.
The small courtyard that Senior Brother Chen Xi bought is in the middle of a narrow alley in Cloud Ford Ward. After exiting the alley and bypassing two streets, it is the main street of Cloud Ford Ward.
Today is the first day after the end of Secret Realm Trial. Ten Thousand Stars City is obviously much more lively than the previous days. There are groups of monks on the road, and there is a smell of herbs and blood in the air.
There are also more temporary stalls on the roadside.
Many of the monks who survived Secret Realm Trial chose to sell their unused trophies. A piece of rag was spread on the ground, and a pile of things was piled up, forming a small stall.
Qin Tiexin glanced at it a few times and didn't stop for long. He walked through the crowd with neither speed nor slowness and walked toward the northwest.