The weird red color spreads throughout the room like threads.

The Blood Demon Sword was glowing with blood and levitating from the ground.

Staying in mid-air.

Xiao Zining opened his eyes wide and watched this magical scene.

He gently placed his hand on the hilt of the Bloody Sword.

"Buzz——"

As soon as his eyes flashed, he appeared in a place of chaos.

Everything around is gray

Nothing.

Only in the middle.

There is an embryo-like thing that glows red.

Look carefully inside through the red film.

It seemed to be in the shape of a baby, probably a few months old.

The baby is not like a human child. When it is born, it has no hair. It has thick red hair, which is as red as blood and is extremely red.

Even its eyebrows and eyelashes are red.

There is also a red cinnabar mole between its eyebrows, and its skin is as white as a freshly peeled egg.

The baby closed its eyes tightly, unaware of the intrusion of outsiders.

It was just that Xiao Zining was greedily absorbing the remaining spiritual energy that he had recently transferred.

"Is this the Sword Spirit?"

It was the first time I met Xiao Zining.

He took a few steps inside, wanting to take a closer look.

But when he was still ten feet away from the baby, he felt a transparent barrier, which blocked him and prevented him from advancing any further.

Xiao Zining could only stop.

"Are you the sword spirit of this sword?"

Xiao Zining tried to talk to it, but Xiao Zining only received dead silence in response.

Xiao Zining pondered for a moment, but there was no other way.

With a flash of consciousness, his consciousness returned to reality.

He really didn't know much about Sword Spirit.

Not only him, but also Cang Wusha didn't know much.

Because sword spirits are so rare.

In the past thousand years, there have been no more than three swords that can give birth to sword spirits.

Moreover, the sword spirits they gave birth to were all low-level sword spirits.

The birth of those sword spirits only made the swords more spiritual, more agile, and more powerful.

It is not like Xiao Zining's sword, which can be controlled by oneself.

This is what Xiao Zining is confused about.

He was very sure that at that critical moment of life and death, he had no intention of controlling the Blood Demon Sword. He had controlled the Blood Demon Sword to save him.

But after Xiao Zining had observed it for so long, he still didn't find anything different about his sword spirit.

However, the sword spirit does not reject his consciousness now, which is a good thing.

Xiao Zining had a vague feeling that the sword spirit of this bloody sword was not simple.

But now he only knows a little about Sword Spirit. He has no way to know more, so he can only put the matter of Sword Spirit behind his mind for the time being.

At least his Bloody Sword has a sword spirit, which is a good thing.

Xiao Zining took a look at the Blood Demon Sword placed in the Qiankun Bag. Perhaps, he should make a scabbard for the Blood Demon Sword.

With this in mind, Xiao Zining came to the master's courtyard to say goodbye.

Cang Wucha's eyes fell on the morning glow in the distance.

"This time, you really have to rely on yourself."

Xiao Zining nodded, with a solemn look on his face, "Thank you, Master!"

Thank him for his life-saving grace, and thank him for his generous support.

Just last night.

Cang Wucha gave Xiao Zining the copy of Tianxing Buddha's beheading.

Only then did Xiao Zining realize that Tianxing Buddha Slash was actually a middle-grade heavenly martial skill!

Xiao Zining had not seen any martial arts higher than the Heavenly Star Buddha Slaying Grade except for seeing a book of high-level martial arts in the Taixu Sage's Precepts.

It's a pity that the martial arts book is a sword skill book.

Xiao Zining used a sword, but it was useless, so he handed it over to Cang Wucha directly.

It's not that he is generous. The most important thing now is to greatly improve the strength of the Cangya Sect disciples, so that after two years, they will have some ability to fight, instead of being like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Regarding Tianxing Buddha Slash, Xiao Zining could only understand it on his own. He was pressed for time, and Cang Wucha had no way to personally teach him the swordsmanship.

"Master, I'm leaving!"
Chapter completed!