I don't trust myself, but I trust the sister made up of my yearning. What kind of spirit is this? According to Wang's words, this kind of person, that's neurosis!
Deng Chanyu can't help but sigh. She only knows that Zhao Gongming's neurotic operation has made the quasi-saint on her side directly offline. Quasi-saints can provide how much help? It's self-evident. Now, to help Tongtian to get out of trouble, the difficulty has suddenly increased by hundreds of times and more.
Unless Deng Chanyu's own body comes, but how can that be? She doesn't want to sacrifice herself for Jie School.
The white-clad woman held the Qiankun Scale in her hand, with a serious expression. She gently pointed at Zhao Gongming, making the boundless rope holding the old man even tighter. A water screen covered him from head to foot, completely sealing him. Now, even if Zhao Gongming himself wanted to resist, he had no time to do so.
He was completely sealed by the Qiankun Scale. To break free, only wait for Tongtian to wake up, or pull another high-level quasi-saint from Hongwu.
The woman in white, the woman in colorful clothes, and the woman in dark robes were all a little shy. With their large eyes wide, they curiously sized up the big sister with slightly red skin in front of them.
Deng Chanyu shook her head and sighed. What a disaster!
She asked the three gorgeous girls in front of her: "How do you call yourselves?"
"I go first, I go first! My name is Yun!"
"I, I, I am Qiong!"
"I am the most beautiful female immortal in the world, Bi!"
The three girls are full of vitality. There is a great contrast between their words and their attire.
Deng Chanyu covered her face with her sleeves, really embarrassed! Zhao Gongming, what are you doing? The appearance of the three Xiao is normal, but this attitude is that of a child of five or six years old, right? Is it because in Old Zhao's heart, the most adorable age for a sister is this? Yun Xiao would definitely beat you to death if she knew about this. She's preparing to go back and find an opportunity to tell Yun Xiao.
"All right, all right, a good name. So, um, Yun... where is the Qingping sword?"
"I'll go get it!" Cloud, wearing a white robe, stepped in a way completely inconsistent with her own style, bouncing and jumping as if she were a happy little rabbit. She rotated left twice in place, then stepped lightly to the right, before activating her spell to enter an inconspicuous big array.
In less than a quarter of an hour, she came out with a long sword that was severely damaged.
Deng Chanyu doesn't think that these three young adults can complete the task of repairing the Qingping sword and rescuing Tongtian, while Zhao Gongming thinks it can be done because he has too thick of a filter, thinking that his sisters can do anything. In reality, we still need to start from reality and not just what you think.
Children are better off with a carefree attitude. Let's leave the repair task to ourselves.
To repair an item, at least you need to know where it's damaged and how it got damaged. At this moment, she concentrated on studying the cracks on the Qingping sword.
Her eyesight is already of the highest level in the primordial chaos, only slightly below that of several sages.
She could tell that it seemed that Tongtian had used the Qingping sword to cut an extremely hard object, and there are still remnants of great dao energy, such as hardness, barrier, and suppression, on the blade to this day.
When Tongtian was hacking people, he still had strength left, but the sword couldn't hold up, so there were cracks all over the blade. About one-fifth of the sword tip was missing.
Deng Chanyu had imagined the scene at that time. Certainly, there was an extremely strong chaotic demigod standing in front of Tongtian. If someone else was there, would your defense be strong? Then your speed wouldn't be too fast. Why fight this guy who is so strong on defense? Just go around him and kill the weak ones in the back.
Deng Chanyu made this choice, but she was not Tongtian. This upper Qing Saint was born with a stubborn temperament, which may have been inherited from Pan Gu. The stronger your defense is, the more I want to kill you! Then the enemy was killed, and the Qingping sword was broken.
Gently running her fingers over the cracks on the Qingping sword, she shook her head directly, often feeling out of place among these rash men because she wasn't rash enough.
Deng Chanyu, in her true form in Hongwu, asked several Jie School disciples for advice: "My brothers and sisters, now some unexpected changes have occurred. If there is only one chance, which would you prioritize: sending out the Yuan Tang Sword or first repairing the Qingping Sword, and then letting the upper Qing Saint use it directly?"
As for Tongtian's situation, none of them understand it better than his disciples. Zhao Gongming must be well aware of these matters, and it was originally unnecessary for her to worry about them. Now that Old Zhao is not being helpful, she has to do more off-the-field work.
Jin Ling Saint Mother was so agitated that she couldn't stand it. The pressure was too great. At times like this, she often can't think of any solutions. Her mind was a mess, and her lips opened as if she wanted to say something. Deng Chanyu stared at her, and the Jie School leader hadn't said a complete sentence for a long time.
Duo Bao Dao Ren was quite composed, maintaining the same calm and relaxed demeanor as before. He didn't ask what the change was, pondered for a moment, and said: "If possible, the priority should be given to the Qingping Sword. As long as the Qingping Sword is in hand, no matter what obstacles lie ahead, my teacher can easily destroy them with one sword."
The Great Emperor Laojun nodded silently beside him. That's right, if someone stands in the way, kill them; if a stone blocks the path, chop it. My third brother is like that.
Deng Chanyun immediately made a decision. She decided to ignore the Yuan Tang Sword and concentrate on repairing the Qingping Sword first.
She did not take a different path and research a new repair plan, but instead followed the foolproof tutorial by Duobao Dao Ren to operate.
The three helpers left by Zhao Gongming cannot be wasted.
"Cloud, take three drops of Ren Water essence. Watch my hand gestures. When I signal you to put them in, do it immediately into the sword core."
"Jiong, your clothes are too bright, it's dazzling me, can you change into something else? What? Don't cry, don't cry, sister is just teasing you! My heavens!"
"Uh, well, yes, Bi, keep on being on guard. Your job is very important to us. Our lives depend on you. Keep up the good work, you're the best!"
"Cloud? Cloud, where have you gone? Put that thing down, it's dangerous! Okay, okay, I'll practice with you soon. Now we still have a task to do!"
"Bright, take a break, you've been on guard for a while too. Come on, sister will give you a piece of candy as a reward."
Deng Chanyu was busy repairing the Qingping Sword while comforting the three beautiful young girls like a mother, using all her attention at once.
She had little magic power, so she could only guide Yun to operate. In many cases, she had to comfort her like a child.
Luckily, her skills in refining artifacts were on a par with Duobao Dao Ren, so following the tutorial wouldn't cause any problems. Even if there were mistakes, she could make timely corrections. If someone else had come, they might have burst into tears by the time they reached a third of the way through the repair.
She occasionally informed the Jie School disciples in Hongwu about the repair progress. It was said that Qingping Sword was gradually being repaired, and their spirit and vitality had significantly increased.
Deng Chanyu didn't mention Zhao Gongming's slippage. After all, the old man would surely explain it later. If she brought it up now, there would be a whiff of self-praise.
