Mingxiu couldn't understand Ai Hui's behavior, but she could see that Ai Hui seemed to be a little sure of it.

and……

Just now, the moment Ai Hui held the sword, she had an illusion that Ai Hui's temperament seemed to have changed. She couldn't describe what kind of temperament this was. Even when she looked carefully, she felt that it was her own illusion.

Ai Hui in front of him didn't move.

"Then I'll start."

As soon as Mingxiu finished speaking, the Yuanli needle that had originally stopped in front of her moved, and two cold lights flashed in the air, followed by the cold light, and the spindles on the embroidery frame were spinning rapidly.

Mingxiu's Yuanli needle actually showed a light like flowing water. The thin veil steps slowly grew and grew in the air, and the sound of hissing yarn rubbing endlessly.

"Senior Sister Mingxiu is so awesome!"

"So fast! How could the double-flow weaving method have such speed? Oh my God, I don't even have half the speed of Senior Sister Mingxiu!"

"Look, double flows, water ripples are everywhere, it's amazing!"

"It's true that he is the eldest sister. The eldest sister will definitely become Master Mingxiu in the future!"

...

The embroidery girls watching around were amazed. They learned and came into contact with embroidery every day, and they knew better than ordinary people. It was because they understood better that they were so amazed because they knew how difficult it was to do this step.

When the old lady saw Mingxiu's performance, she couldn't help but show her relief. Although there are many embroidery girls in the embroidery workshop, only Mingxiu is capable of inheriting her legacy. The double-flow weaving method is a basic weaving method, which is not difficult, but it is also very difficult to practice to reach the pinnacle.

Unlike the old lady's feeling relieved, the old man was very nervous.

Amid the hissing and discussion, Ai Hui, who pressed the scabbard with his left hand and held the hilt with his right hand, had an extremely strange posture. He was motionless like a sculpture, but his eyes were extremely bright, staring at the brilliance of the ripples in front of Mingxiu.

The moment Ai Hui touched the hilt of the sword, he realized that the seed of the sword fetus was different from before.

The sword fetus in the past appeared and although he could feel the existence of the sword fetus seed, it was difficult to describe it accurately. But this time, he "sees" the sword fetus seed, which was a very tiny blue sword light.

It was very, very small, so small that it could be called a sword light, but Ai Hui's mind was attracted by it in an instant. Its blue color was exactly the same as the blue of the calm blue, so lonely, proudly in the chaos between his eyebrows.

The long sword in his hand was like a part of his body. This feeling was like this before, but it was not as strong this time. Ai Hui could even feel his thoughts as if they were extending along the long sword.

His mind stretched along the long sword and looked at Mingxiu.

The needle light like the ripples of water waves seemed to slow down in Ai Hui's eyes. He could clearly see the trajectory of the Yuan needle running, see how the Yuan needle interweaves each other, how the thread yarns intertwine, and even see the air flow driven by the Yuan needle, which can stabilize the thread yarn. The Yuan needle trembles slightly in the air, and a suction force can be generated between them, which is a small air vortex that can keep the two at an appropriate distance.

It's really amazing!

Ai Hui looked at him quietly. He knew that it was not that Yuan Needle was slower, but that his insight became faster. He admired the beautiful pictures, and the pictures in front of him were really full of beauty.

Senior Sister Mingxiu only looks like she controls the Yuan needle, but in fact, the muscles in her body are not loose, nor are they tight, but are in between. Her stretched arms help her stabilize the center of gravity of her body and make it at the most golden cutting point.

It is a picture of strength and beauty.

Yuanli is a trickle of flowing on this scroll. They are as stable as rotating spindles, with uniform Yuanli full of rhythmic sense, maintaining the high-speed operation of Yuan needles.

Ai Hui learned a lot, such as controlling the elemental force of the elemental needle must be even, so that the speed of the elemental needle can be increased.

But such changes were not enough to surprise Ai Hui. Although it is more intuitive and clearer than before, he can see it before.

What really surprised him was something he saw this time that he couldn't understand.

He saw the faint mist surrounding Senior Sister Mingxiu's body. He didn't know what it was. It would constantly change shape, sometimes like a soft band of light, sometimes like mist, sometimes like a piece of flying scales.

And in the ripples of water that Mingxiu's senior sister Yuan Needle, vague spots of light flashed and disappeared, like stars scattered in the pool.

These only appeared this time and have never appeared before.

After thinking for a long time, Ai Hui didn't know what these were.

The sword fetus seed absorbed the centralized Feilan and mutated. Why did it absorb the centralized Feilan? Ai Hui has not figured it out yet. He has not found the answer in the sword book. Many ancient materials are completely different from the present, and their names and properties have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Calming Feilan is a new thing, and it was not in the era of cultivation. There must be similar things in that era, but Ai Hui doesn’t know what it is.

The cultivation methods of sword fetal seeds are incomplete, and most of them are supplemented by him. He is also unsure of what will happen.

Fortunately, now, the sword fetal seed accidentally absorbed the sword fetal seed, but instead grew a lot. Ai Hui guessed that the sword fetal seed must contain some substance that can help the sword fetal seed practice.

Unfortunately, Feilan is not calm, and he can't even afford the cheapest one. Otherwise, he can study what kind of substances it requires to practice sword fetal seeds.

Such thoughts flashed through Ai Hui's mind, and they immediately disappeared like small candle flames in the wind.

Rest in the heart, eighty million!

Although Ai Hui was shocked by the change of the sword body, as soon as he thought that this was a change of 80 million, the shock in his heart disappeared.

If it is to cultivate the Yuan power, what kind of changes can eighty million be exchanged for?

Ai Hui didn't know if the materials he used spent in his life could cost 80 million? At least he could cultivate to a true primordial cultivation. Ai Hui thought so.

In Ai Hui's eyes, the sword body has high input and low output, but the cultivation of Yuanli is high input and high output.

What to choose is naturally clear at a glance.

Ai Hui will not be moved by the sword fetus. Even if this thing is so unique, he is a down-to-earth person. His dream is to become a registered Yuan Xiu.

His eyes were fixed on Mingxiu without moving away at all.

Mingxiu's speed was slowing down rapidly, and Ai Hui knew that it was done on purpose by the other party to help him understand.

Thank you for your kindness, but the scroll of tension and beauty in your eyes just now became loose and there was no longer the artistic conception of the previous one.

A silent sigh rang in my heart.
Chapter completed!