Chapter 16: The Sword Name Youming

"I don't know why, your 'Evil Blood Python' totem has now entered its growth stage. This sounds a bit incredible, but it's true..."

Tuoba Xiu was a little moved in his words at this time, "The talented totem is impossible to cultivate. He can only use some external forces to grow to the next stage. As for what external forces, I won't explain it to you. After all, you are still very far away from that point now..."

Indeed, talented totems cannot be cultivated. However, the "spiritual consciousness" ability given by talented totem can do something different from ordinary warriors, but the impact on warriors is limited to the cultivation of true power. Before breaking into the supreme level of warriors, no talented totem could use the ability of talented totems in battle.

Tuoba Xiu did not tell Ling Qingyan a lot of things. For example, the talented totem, they are usually in the juvenile stage until they break through to the supreme level warrior level. Only when they break through to the supreme level warrior, with the help of the power between heaven and earth brought by the breakthrough, can the talented totem grow into the growth stage, and make the spiritual consciousness completely merge with the talented totem in the growth stage, so that the talented totem can use the abilities attached to their own talented totem even in battle.

In other words, after ordinary talented totems reach the level of a supreme warrior, their spiritual consciousness merges with their talented totems in their growth stage, they can display the unique abilities of the talented totems in battle. However, the abilities of different talented totems are completely different.

………

"Brother, do you have talented totems too?" Ling Qingyan looked at Tuoba Xiu and asked suddenly.

Although I don’t know why Ling Qingyan asked this, Tuoba Xiu nodded, “No, I also have a talented totem.”

Then, before Ling Qingyan could respond, an inexplicable hot aura suddenly began to rise, becoming more and more intense... While Ling Qingyan felt a sense of depression in his heart, in Ling Qingyan's horrified eyes, a phantom of a strange monster of unknown type suddenly appeared above Tuoba Xiu's head, lifelike, constantly swinging in various forms.

The snake-shaped fiery red body, covered with golden scales, a pair of golden wings like phoenix wings, ferocious heads like cheetahs, and sharp eagle claws flashing with cold light, all show the ferocity of this monster. The monster is surrounded by fiery red flames, as if its entire body is bathed in flames.

After ten seconds, as the depression that had risen deep in Ling Qingyan's heart disappeared, the strange monster shadow wrapped in flames gradually turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared. The extremely hot air that had risen around him gradually fell down...

"This is my talent totem, Chichi!"

In Ling Qingyan's terrified eyes, Tuoba Xiu slowly said: "And now, although your 'Evil Blood Python' totem has entered its growth stage, it has not yet been completely integrated with your spiritual consciousness, but it has been about 30%.

“Fusion?”

Recovering from the shock of Tuoba Xiu's talent totem before, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but wonder, "Brother, so what if you have completely integrated, so what if you have 30% of them, what's the difference?"

Ling Qingyan's understanding of talented totems is a novice and has no idea. Now, Tuoba Xiu said that spiritual consciousness and talented totems are fusion, and he doesn't understand what it means or what its use is.

"Difference?" Tuoba Xiu smiled when he heard Ling Qingyan's words, "The difference is so big, it can even be said to be a world of difference. If you can completely fusion of spiritual consciousness and talented totem, you can use your talented totem abilities as you wish. And if you only have 30% fusion, perhaps, only under tremendous pressure can you passively trigger the ability of talented totem!"

"Pressure? Passive trigger?"

Ling Qingyan's heart moved, and then he remembered the strange power that was bloodthirsty, tyrannical, and scattered around him when Liu Yanran was coerced by Murong Xiong from the Murong family. Could it be that it was his ability to give birth to the totem? As he recalled, the more Ling Qingyan thought about it, the more he became more certain that Ling Qingyan clearly remembered that the strange power that inexplicably appeared was indeed released from his sea of ​​consciousness, and the strange feeling that the power spread all over his body.

Thinking of this, a hint of heat appeared in Ling Qingyan's eyes and looked at Tuoba Xiu, "Brother, what should I do to completely integrate my consciousness with the 'Ying Blood Python' totem?"

Ling Qingyan still vaguely remembers the power of that power. At that time, he even felt that he could defeat Murong Xiong, who was at the level of the blue-level warrior. Knowing that he had the opportunity to fully control that power, Ling Qingyan's heart suddenly became hot.

However, Tuoba Xiu did not answer Ling Qingyan's words, but stretched out his right hand and grabbed the unformed sword next to him, slowly pulling it out. Then Tuoba Xiu held the unformed sword at the same time with both hands. A dazzling and rich flame suddenly appeared between his hands, completely wrapping the unformed sword.

Looking at the rich flames between Tuoba Xiu's hands, Ling Qingyan did not feel the heat, but could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in this heat. The unformed long sword wrapped in this flame began to slowly deform under Ling Qingyan's gaze, turning towards the formed long sword.

Half an hour passed quietly.

The flames between Tuoba Xiu's hands gradually weakened until they disappeared completely. At this time, the unformed sword was also completely formed at this moment... The sword was three feet long and dark all over, and there seemed to be some strange patterns on it. In this hot space, the dark sword was faintly emitting a faint chill around it.

Shocked by the sword-making skills of the elder brother he had just met, Ling Qingyan stared at the dark sword tightly. Ling Qingyan clearly felt that when he was staring at the dark sword, the consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became turbulent, as if he had been stimulated. Ling Qingyan was sure that this was definitely not an illusion.

"The sword name is 'Neon'," Tuoba Xiu seemed a little tired in his tone. Then he handed the black sword he had just completed to Ling Qingyan and said, "From now on, you should treat this 'Neon' well. Today, I am tired, so you should leave. What I want to say to you next, after you go back, you can know it by integrating your spiritual consciousness into this 'Neon'..."

Ling Qingyan took the ghostly sword with trembling hands. When he looked at Tuoba Xiu again, he found that he had closed his eyes and seemed to have entered an inexplicable state of dormant.

After shouting several words of "Big Brother" without any response, Ling Qingyan could only solemnly put the dark sword in his hand into the Baina Ring, and then left the space filled with a lonely look on his face. Obviously, he also knew that his elder brother was so tired because of casting this Netherworld Sword.
Chapter completed!