Hearing this, Feng Jiu looked up at him, and saw that the phantom had gradually become weaker, so he walked forward.

She knew that the phantom of his present was suspended in the air because of the last wisp of essence and blood and spiritual thoughts. As long as the essence and blood and spiritual thoughts are exhausted, he will disappear in this world forever...

"Stabilize your mind and calm your mind. The process will be a little painful, but you have to hold it back."

Chu Batian said calmly, and then he enveloped the last of her essence, qi and blood. A light visible to the naked eye surged on Feng Jiu's body, sneaking into her tendons and veins, expanding for her...

pain!

Heart-wrenching pain!

The tendons and veins in her body were forcibly expanded by a strong airflow, from thin to large, and it seemed to burst at any time. The pain made her sweat burst out all over her body, which was even more unbearable than scratching her with a knife.

But she gritted her teeth tightly, without saying a word, and her hands tightly twisted into fists, and her nails pierced into her palms, oozing out a trace of blood.

Xiao Huofeng outside the barrier saw her pale face walking around worriedly. She wanted to make a sound but was afraid of disturbing her, so she could only watch her suffer the pain of expanding her tendons.

After about half an hour, the breath that enveloped her dissipated, and she fell to the ground powerlessly, gasping for breath.

Seeing this, Xiao Huofeng jumped a little and hurriedly shouted: "Stupid woman? How are you?"

Feng Jiu stood up with a weak body, looked at the illusory figure, and asked, "Master, how are you?"

"A teacher has long been an ancient person. You can wait for a descendant like you to guard the last essence, blood and spiritual thoughts, and you will have no regrets to be a teacher."

Chu Batian looked at her and reminded: "Girl, before you can't be strong enough to protect yourself, you must remember to act low-key and not let people know that you are the body of a mysterious spirit, otherwise you will only be afraid of bringing disasters to death. The world of cultivating immortals is cruel. Even if you are a natural cultivation genius, you must grow up."

"Yes, master, I know." She nodded, and a warm current flashed under her heart.

"You can't give me some advice on your cultivation. After you go back, you should carefully look at the cultivation techniques in the space. In the future, you will be guided by famous teachers. But you must remember that you must be careful of others. If you have a strange treasure, you must not let the second person know about it."

"Yes." She smiled, and at this moment, she finally admitted that he was her master.

"You can't get out of this deep pool. In the end, I will send you to the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb. Don't show it to others easily after you find the Qingfeng Sword, otherwise the Qingfeng Sword will bring disaster to you." He repeatedly reminded him.

"Master, after entering the Wanjian Tomb, how can I find the Qingfeng Sword?"

"The Ten Thousand Sword Tomb is the place where the sword is buried, but not everyone who enters the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb can find a sword that suits them from it. The sword is spiritual and it will choose its own master, and the Qingfeng Sword is even more so."

His voice paused slightly and continued, "But you have a strand of essence and blood on your body. This strand of essence and blood can help you sense the location of the Qingfeng Sword. However, whether you can get the Qingfeng Sword is recognized by Qingfeng Sword depends on your own. If you cannot get the Qingfeng Sword this time, you must take it out of the sword tomb in the future."

"yes."

She responded, and saw his hand wiggling, the barrier dissipated, and Xiaohuofeng ran in.
Chapter completed!