Ling Xiao's thoughts moved slightly, he exited the sword tomb, and once again came to the inner scene of his spiritual consciousness.
Now my inner world is very rich, with a few rays of golden light under my feet, and the boundless boundless sea.
Below the boundless sea, Ling Xiao could vaguely see a mountain lying quietly in the deep sea, and this was the sword tomb that he had just refined.
The sky above is the endless night sky, and two huge mysterious crystals, one black and one white, are floating quietly in the mid-air.
The pure white Xuan Jing exudes faint daylight, revealing bursts of coldness, which is incompatible with the world in the dark night. Even the temperature around it is much lower.
"Tsk..."
Sighing lightly, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"I have to find a way to try my luck in a crowded place...or remove this mysterious crystal from my consciousness."
Ling Xiao was a little disappointed that even with such turmoil in his spiritual consciousness, he could not expel the Xuan Jing. It seemed that he could only ask the evil dead son in the future if there was any other way.
His consciousness returned to clarity, a flash of light flashed across his body, and Ling Xiao opened his eyes. At this time, the barrier around him had disappeared.
Mu'er and Xie Shizi sat quietly in front of him, surprisingly harmonious.
Glancing at Mu'er who was a little displeased, Ling Xiao understood that it must be Mu'er who didn't trust him, so he let the evil dead son lift the barrier.
It’s really awkward!
Ling Xiao smiled slightly.
"How is it? Can you master these skills and refine the sword tomb?" Xie Shizi asked.
"Well, I don't know if that is the Sword Tomb, but I just feel that the world is very strange, and it is reshaped in my consciousness." Ling Xiao said leisurely.
"Well, that's right. What does the sword tomb you remodeled look like?" Evil Dead Son asked.
"It's a high mountain immersed in the boundless sea. It looks like a cave. It's dark inside, but it's dazzling. Once you get deeper, there's another cave." Ling Xiao said slowly.
Hearing this, Xie Shizi was a little surprised.
"High mountains?"
"Yes, and it is a mountain that sinks into the boundless sea. It seems to be thousands of feet high, but it is all under your feet." Ling Xiao said.
"You may not know that after refining the sword tomb, its height will be the connection between you and the fragment of the Heavenly Sword. The location of the sword tomb is also the upper limit of what you can achieve when practicing the technique."
"???" Ling Xiao was confused
"So, if you stand at the foot of the mountain, you will not be able to achieve greatness in swordsmanship in your lifetime. If you stand on the mountainside, your talent is already extremely high. Looking at the top, you can reach the peak. But you, stepping on this mountain of swords and graves under your feet, is really shocking.
Moved."
The monster-like look in Xie Shizi's eyes made Ling Xiao feel uncomfortable for a while, and even Mu'er couldn't help but get closer.
"Hey, it's no wonder... you don't know that this Tianjian Fragment is quite different from other techniques. Although it is a divine legacy technique, it is not complete in itself. There are great disadvantages in practicing it. Everyone can refine it.
The Sword Tomb and the scenery you see are completely different."
"But your mental power is already strong, and now it is compatible with the soul of the God of Disaster, so it is not surprising that you can forcefully penetrate this technique." Xie Shizi explained.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao also agreed that the God of Disaster Soul had greatly enhanced the strength of his soul. If not, even the Sword Tomb would not be able to be refined, let alone the "Fragments of the Heavenly Sword".
"Now that you have learned this skill, you have fulfilled my second condition. This skill needs to find the source of power and devour it before it can exert its true power. These sources are also sharp weapons. If they are scattered,
Everywhere, now, the next step in spiritual practice is to find these origins." Xie Shizi said.
origin?
Ling Xiao then remembered the eighteen stone tablets standing deep in the Sword Tomb.
It seems that these origins are all spiritual swords, so it is easier to do so.
"Hey, Master, do you practice this technique?" Ling Xiao was a little curious.
"Oh, no, but a close friend of mine once practiced cultivation, but he..."
Having said this, the evil dead son did not continue to speak, but his expression changed and he looked at Ling Xiao, "No need to think too much, no matter what, it is your own creation, and this God of Disaster Soul not only allows you to obtain
The soul-searching and nightmare techniques have also given you a strong understanding in disguise."
"According to you, this God of Disaster's soul is quite sophisticated and can even be compatible with any power in the world. In this case, the martial arts and martial arts that have sunk into your consciousness will be digested by your consciousness on their own initiative, and then transformed into
Your own strength doesn't even require much understanding on your part." Xie Shizi said slowly.
"Although he has improved his understanding in disguise, he is not picky about food. Judging from the changes in your consciousness, this God of Disaster's soul was initially in a completely invisible and soft state, but after he absorbed the fragments of the Heavenly Sword, it became
To be a sword tomb means..."
"That is to say, he has already finalized his form in the future. As long as it is sword skills, martial arts and martial arts, he can adapt them extremely delicately, but if it is anything else... I still need to understand it on my own."
Ling Xiao said slowly.
"Smart! That's what it means." Xie Shizi said.
The two of them were talking loudly, but Mu'er beside them couldn't get in the middle of the conversation and simply sat quietly beside them.
"That's very good. After experiencing the trial of the God of Disaster, your third form of the phantom sword has reached its peak. I will teach you the final form of the phantom sword, so that you can fully master the phantom sword technique.
Take control and be flexible early.”
There was a blazing fire in Xie Shizi's eyes.
Ling Xiao deeply felt that Xie Shizi wanted him to become stronger. He wanted him to become stronger more than anyone else.
This feeling was like an obsession buried deep in his heart...
Ling Xiao's heart was equally hot and he was about to agree, but was stopped abruptly by Mu'er. Mu'er held Ling Xiao's arm with both hands and stood in front of Xie Shizi with a willful look on his face.
"Old man, can you give us young people a little time? We can urge you to practice all day long. The little beggar also needs to rest."
Mu'er's inappropriate words made Xie Shizi raise his eyebrows.
"You little witch, what are you planning in your heart? Being immersed in your gentle land all day is the greatest harm to him!" Evil Dead Son said sternly.
"Ha... I think you are the stubborn old stubborn. The little beggar has been practicing for a long time today. He will stay with me for the rest of the time."
"Understand?"
Mu'er didn't give an inch and even pulled Ling Xiao behind him.
"What do you women know? The path of cultivation is to sail against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. This is what a man should do. If you don't let him strike while the iron is hot and continue to practice, you are really short-sighted and stupid!"
The Evil Dead Son was about to explode with anger, and the hair and sleeves all over his body were bulging.
"You only know how to practice, so how do you know the beauty of romance? No wonder you, a stinky old man, will remain an old bachelor until your death!"
Mu'er's words hit the nail on the head. She was very smart. After spending such a long time with Xie Shizi, she also vaguely guessed that Xie Shizi had a negative attitude towards women.
It seems that he is not interested.
And he never mentioned his wife and children. In fact, just as Mu'er said, the evil son was unmarried and alone until his death.
"You, you little witch, I think you haven't been beaten for so long that you can't remember who your elders are! Don't you think I'll teach you a lesson today?"
The evil dead son was stabbed in pain, and his momentum suddenly changed. Countless black mist rose up around his body, his eyebrows and beards stretched horizontally, and his long hair exploded.
On his hands, a slender jet black blade extended from the black mist. When Ling Xiao saw this, he took a breath of cold air and hurriedly stood in front of Xie Shizi.
"Hey, teacher, this is Mu'er's temper. Don't get angry with her."
"Get out of the way!"
Xie Shizi scolded angrily, and waves of energy rose up.
The two of them retreated one after another, but Ling Xiao directly protected Mu'er.
On the other hand, Mu'er also showed no sign of submission.
After a while, Xie Shizi retreated, but his chest was still rising and falling, and his eyes seemed to tear Mu'er into pieces.
"Hmph! You are obsessed with lust and stubbornness. You really have the same virtues as your damn father. If you don't learn, you won't learn!"
The Evil Dead Son scolded angrily, his sleeves fell off his sleeves, and he disappeared directly from the spot.
Ling Xiao was a little surprised, father?
It seems that this old man has something to hide. Ling Xiao still wants to ask about his parents' affairs when he has time.
"How about I bought you half a day's rest? How can you thank me?
Mu'er smiled slightly, as if he didn't care about what he had just offended Xie Shizi.
"You asked me to accompany you, how could I dare to neglect you?"
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly. Even he didn't know what Mu'er was thinking now.
Maybe it was because she started practicing again just after walking out of the place of trial, or maybe she couldn't get involved in the conversation she had with the Evil Dead Son just now.
Mu'er is very thoughtful and possessive.
Ling Xiao naturally also remembered what Xie Shizi said before: Being entangled with such a little demon girl, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.
Before the two of them could discuss it, they saw the door of the thatched cottage in the distance slowly open, and a beautiful figure slowly walked out.
Dressed in white, her temperament is still so light and outstanding, like a fairy descending from the mortal world, elegant but not vulgar.
"Why did this bad woman come out?"
Mu'er's name for her has not changed, but at this time, she is no longer so hostile to Lu Huanxi.
The two came to Lu Huanxi.
But she didn't seem to see the two of them, her expression was in a daze and her eyes were empty.
After a moment, Lu Huanxi came back to her senses, but she didn't say anything.
"Sister Huanxi, are you okay?" Ling Xiao asked tentatively.
"Huh..." Lu Huanxi took a deep breath and waved her hand to indicate that she was fine.
Immediately, Ling Xiao felt a little embarrassed, but he still spoke calmly.
"Well, Sister Huanxi, we have been here for a long time. Now I have reached the First Truth Realm. It is estimated that we will leave in a while."
Hearing this, Lu Huanxi's expression showed no abnormality, she just nodded lightly.
"Well, please..."
Ling Xiao didn't seem to care about the weak words, which also puzzled Ling Xiao.
"Thank you for taking care of me during this period. If you meet Mu'er and I in the future, we will definitely..."
"No, you can stay or go as you please. I will be in seclusion for the next few days, so I won't be able to see you off."
After saying that, Lu Huanxi turned and left under the surprised looks of the two people.
The lonely and beautiful silhouette gave off a sense of desolation and gradually disappeared among the trees in the back mountain.