"It may be that the two mental techniques and sword techniques are in conflict with each other."
But he also wondered, whether it was the Fengli Sword Art or the Chongming Sword Art, they were the purest and most yang energy in the world. If they were added together, they would only become stronger. How could they conflict with each other?
Sang Luo rubbed his brow,
"Let him go first."
The Phoenix cub's eyes widened when he heard Sang Luo's words.
"Let him go? This kid's destructive power is astonishing. His current cultivation level is comparable to that of Nascent Soul. Even if you want to control him, it will take a lot of effort!"
Even the eternal ice on the mountain behind Xuefeng Peak couldn't suppress the inner fire in his body. Sang Luo couldn't have any other way!
Song Qingyun was still crying and even started to pull off his clothes.
"Senior sister, save me, I'm so hot and uncomfortable!"
"Each of them is hotter than the other. Can you ask them to let me go? I'm about to be burned to death."
What Sang Luo saw the most was Song Qingyun's pitiful look. He immediately waved his hand and asked Fenghuang and Chongming Sword Spirit to let go of Song Qingyun. Then, Song Qingyun ran straight towards Sang Luo——
Then, with a bang, Song Qingyun fell to the ground and passed out.
Seeing the very quiet boy lying unconscious on the ground, Chongming Sword Spirit and Phoenix fell into deep thought. Why didn't they think of such a good way to knock him out?
Naturally, the most embarrassing thing for Sang Luo during this fight between the two brothers was that Song Qingyun was hurt and uncomfortable, and then she buried him in the ice and stone crevices in the back mountain.
Phoenix: "..."
Chongming Sword Spirit: "..."
It’s really... a deep love between brother and sister!
After doing all this, Sang Luo was ready to go down the mountain to bring his third senior brother up.
For things that are difficult to solve with the exercises, using elixirs may be able to temporarily suppress them.
Just after leaving the back mountain, Sang Luo met Chu Yanshu.
He and she entered samadhi together, and he was not awake when she woke up.
And at this moment, he also woke up from his trance.
Knowing that Chu Yanshu's attainments on the alchemy path were as good as those of Pei Jingxing, Sang Luo grabbed his wrist and took him running towards the back mountain without thinking.
"Something happened to Song Qingyun, you come with me."
Sang Luo was rarely in such a hurry, which showed that Song Qingyun's matter was not a small matter.
Chu Yanshu followed Sang Luo to the back mountain and saw Song Qingyun who had just woken up from being stuck in a crack in the rocks and was burning all over.
Song Qingyun struggled to free himself from the crack in the stone, still wailing in pain.
Sang Luo felt a little sad, after all, she raised this little guy by herself.
"Hurry and help him take a look."
Chu Yanshu approached and raised his hand to touch Song Qingyun's spiritual platform. He found that the two auras collided a bit seriously. Then he looked at his sea of consciousness and found that there was also something wrong.
It should be the sequelae of forcibly improving his cultivation level during the last fight with Lin Qinghan.
If you practice steadily and step by step, in fact, these two pure and Yang Qi will not collide.
But because of Song Qingyun's actions last time, some of his energy went astray, which resulted in his current disordered spiritual energy and strong inner fire.
If ordinary people are cultivating, it doesn't matter if their Qi goes awry. They can just find someone with a higher level of cultivation to help regulate it.
But the two inheritances in Song Qingyun's body are both the inheritance of the Sword Master, and the auras of one are more domineering and more powerful than the other. The two are in a stalemate. If the blender is not careful, he will explode and die.
Therefore, if this inheritance is too strong, it is not a good thing.