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- Zhang Ruochen was sure that what he heard was the sword soul, not the sword intention or the sword spirit.
Ling Feiyu¡¯s slender body was like a feather, flying gently and falling into the surface of Yun Lake, without any ripples under her feet.
"Zheng!"
With the sound of a sword ringing, a holy sword appeared in her snow-white jade hand.
The sword is as cold as frost.
Until this moment, Zhang Ruochen discovered that the sword in Ling Feiyu's hand was the Heavenly Burial Sword taken away by the Qingtian Blood Emperor. It was one of the six swords that locked Pluto.
The Qingtian Blood Emperor has been killed by Chi Yao, and the undead blood clan in Kunlun Realm has been almost wiped out.
Today's Kunlun world is an era of great unification. The human race is the king, all parties submit, all races come to court, and only the queen is respected. It is normal for the Heavenly Burial Sword to return to Ling Feiyu's hands.
Ling Feiyu raised the Sky Burial Sword, stepped on the water, and waved it.
People, swords, and lake water seem to be integrated into a beautiful landscape painting, elegant and dusty, and every movement has been refined thousands of times.
While dancing the sword, she was also explaining to Zhang Ruochen.
"Ordinary sword practitioners practice sword moves."
"Those who have achieved success in the beginning are practicing sword energy."
"The real sword cultivator cultivates sword intention."
Ling Feiyu¡¯s moves were very clumsy at first, like a martial artist who was just learning the sword. Gradually, his moves became more and more sophisticated, and sharp sword energy escaped, as if he was a sword practitioner who was constantly growing.
"I have achieved a small degree of success by practicing Jianyi, and I have initially crossed the threshold."
"Cultivating the Seventh Sword is like entering the palace. If you use the sword without regrets, you can be named the Sword Master. With one thrust of the sword, the sword intention can be condensed and formed, killing people thousands of miles away."
"By practicing Kenpachi, you can cultivate the sword's mysterious gang, which is invincible and invincible. It can cut mountains and rivers, and break stars."
"Cultivation into Sword Nine means that you can cultivate the soul of the sword, which is called the sword soul."
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen's eyes became extremely bright, and he muttered: "The soul of the sword, can the sword have a soul?"
"Wow¡ª¡ª"
On the lake, Ling Feiyu¡¯s pretty figure gradually faded and finally disappeared, leaving only the Sky Burying Sword still floating on the water, breathing out the sword¡¯s light.
It¡¯s as if everything just now was a dream.
Until this moment, Zhang Ruochen realized that Ling Feiyu had been standing by his side from beginning to end and never left at all.
"return."
Ling Feiyu called out, and then the Sky Burying Sword flew back and disappeared into her body.
"Who was dancing the sword just now?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Ling Feiyu said: "It is my sword soul, the soul of sword intention."
Zhang Ruochen felt extremely envious and asked, "How powerful is the sword soul?"
"The sword soul is ten times more powerful than the Sword Dao Xuangang, and what's even more terrifying is that it can directly attack the enemy's holy soul. With my current level of cultivation, relying only on strength, I can only fight against the weaker four-step saint. King clashes. However, using the sword soul, I have some possibility of cutting off the holy souls of the five-step holy king and the six-step holy king, thereby severely injuring or even killing them. Of course, it is also possible that I will die in front of them. In his hands, after all, the gap in realm is too big!" Ling Feiyu said.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "What state are you in now?"
"The two-step holy king or the three-step holy king has not been tested on the nine-step road to heaven, so I am not sure what the specific realm is." Ling Feiyu said.
Zhang Ruochen took a breath. With her level of cultivation, it was possible to kill the Six-step Holy King. She was indeed a person who had cultivated Jianjiu to great perfection.
The Holy King understands all the rules of the Holy Way, and there is a huge gap at every step. It is already quite a remarkable thing to be able to fight across a realm. In a big world, they are all top-level geniuses.
According to Zhang Ruochen's calculations, even if he reaches the realm of the Holy King, he can only take two steps to compete with others. If you want to cross three steps, you can't do it unless there is a major breakthrough in the way of time and the way of space.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Your talent in swordsmanship is already comparable to that of Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen. How about making you the Sword Queen?"
Ling Feiyu rolled his eyes and said: "Your swordsmanship talent is actually better than mine. However, the time you spend on swordsmanship is far less than mine. You must know that I have practiced it for more than three hundred years. Years. Moreover I also practiced in the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths" for seven lives, and tasted the ups and downs of life. This is something that others do not have. At that time, my cultivation level was far beyond yours, and I got good results. ?nbsp; If he uses force to activate it, his own mental power may be devoured by evil spirits.
Zhang Ruochen touched his chin and thought about how to solve this problem, "How about"
Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha Emperor's relic, held it in his hand, and stared at the skull's eyebrows, murmuring: "The human monk's eyebrows are the location of the mark of the divine martial arts. If the Buddha Emperor's relics were embedded in the skull's eyebrows, It should be able to suppress evil spirits. Moreover, with the Buddha Emperor's relics providing a steady stream of the Holy Power of the Great Sage, the bone staff might become even more powerful."
The imagination is wonderful, but the inscriptions on the skull are too mysterious. It is definitely not possible for ordinary monks to make the Buddha Emperor's relics completely fit with the bone staff and intertwined with those inscriptions.
"Senior Ling Xiu is a spiritual master. Maybe he can have some ideas."
Zhang Ruochen temporarily put away the bone staff and stopped thinking about it. Then, he took out the imperial weapon of rules, sat cross-legged by the cloud lake, and began to understand the rules of the palm.
Two days later, Ling Xiu¡¯s voice reached Zhang Ruochen¡¯s ears: ¡°Come and see me in the Demon Palace.¡±
Zhang Ruochen suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, flicked the dust off his body, then climbed up the steps and walked towards the dark demon temple at the top of the steps.
As soon as he arrived outside the Demon Palace, Zhang Ruochen saw Ling Feiyu's figure.
¡°Obviously, Ling Xiu also summoned her.
Ling Feiyu's heart trembled slightly when she saw Zhang Ruochen staring at her. She actually avoided Zhang Ruochen's gaze, and a shy blush appeared on her snow-white face.
This time, Zhang Ruochen was slightly startled. Feiyu Sword Master, who was always strong, could still be so shy?
But soon, Zhang Ruochen came to the realization and thought to himself: "Could it be that she thought I really integrated the memories of the seventh life?"
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