Chapter 944 (1/2)
Cheng Ziyi doesn't know about Chen Hui's blood. When he came into contact with Feijian, the Feijian had changed. For this, Chen Hui didn't say much to Cheng Ziyi.
Naturally, Cheng Ziyi doesn't know where Zhou qiuchu's so-called activation magic weapon starts.
”Elder martial brother, you are not a man of practice, and you can activate the magic weapon?” Cheng Ziyi asked suspiciously.
Chen Hui told Cheng Ziyi about the changes of Feijian at that time in detail. Then he looked at Zhou qiuchu and said, ”I don't think it's useful. I can't control Feijian, so I didn't establish contact with Feijian at all.”
”It's an indisputable fact that the flying sword has changed after your blood is stained with it, isn't it?” Zhou qiuchu immediately said: ”in this case, we should try again!”
”All right!” Chen Hui reluctantly spread his hands, no longer with Zhou qiuchu dispute this matter.
Chen Hui and the three of them returned to the main hall of Qingyang temple. To be on the safe side, they tested Feijian first.
Chen Hui stabs his finger, and the blood drops on the flying sword. There is no change. Chen Hui's blood is not absorbed by the flying sword, but slides down the sword, and then drops on the ground.
After seeing this scene, Zhou qiuchu also stabbed his finger, which was no different from Chen Hui. It was the same blood bead dripping down the body of the flying sword.
Zhou qiuchu looks at Cheng Ziyi at this time.
Cheng Ziyi pointed to his nose and said, ”don't you want me to have a try?”
Zhou qiuchu did not speak, but nodded.
Cheng Ziyi thinks about it, stabs his finger and tests it in the same way. Like Chen Hui and Zhou qiuchu, Cheng Ziyi's blood also falls down the body of the flying sword and drops to the ground.
Although there was no change in Feijian, Zhou qiuchu was not discouraged.
It's an indisputable fact that after Chen Hui's blood was contaminated with Feijian, Feijian did change. In addition, Zhou qiuchu witnessed the whole process with her own eyes. She was a little suspicious that Feijian's absorption of Chen Hui's blood was saturated.
For the flying sword test, is not the main test, the main test is the bronze tripod.
”This time, we'll come first, you last!” With these words, Zhou qiuchu looked at Cheng Ziyi and said, ”you are a man of practice. Come first and see if this bronze tripod has any special reaction to the blood of the man of practice.”
Cheng Ziyi didn't say anything more. He stabbed his finger again and dropped a drop of blood into the bronze tripod.
The volume of the bronze tripod is much larger than the flying sword. At this time, the flying sword is just the size of a hairpin. Cheng Ziyi's blood drops into the tripod.
Metal won't absorb blood. Zhou qiuchu's ticking blood lies quietly in the tripod without any change.