Keeping your mind close to your Dantian, countless auras of heaven and earth are swirling crazily in your lower Dantian, and the huge white vortex is expanding bit by bit as if it has spiritual power.
Condensing the sword spirit may be a big difficulty for ordinary people, but it is too easy for Hai Tian, who was once the sword god.
Hai Tian carefully controlled the huge white vortex in his lower dantian, which contained the sword spirit power that had been transformed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth! The sword spirit was condensed from the sword spirit power.
Although Haitian's sword spirit power is quite large at this moment, it has not been purified and the density in the gas state is relatively small. If he wants to condense the sword spirit, he must first ensure a large amount of sword spirit power to supplement it.
His body was still absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and Hai Tian realized that the sword spiritual power transformed from his Dantian was enough.
Without stopping, Hai Tian immediately raised his mind, controlled the huge white vortex, and extracted the purest sword spirit power from it.
Taking a deep breath, Hai Tian divided his mind into two parts. One part was constantly transforming the sword spirit power, and the other part was carefully starting to condense the sword spirit power. The current sword spirit power is still relatively fragile, and it must be ensured that the sword spirit power is continuously replenished.
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A small milky white dot slowly appeared above the white vortex in the dantian. Immediately afterwards, countless sword spirit powers gathered together crazily around this small milky white dot.
Not long after, a translucent small sword was already hanging in Hai Tian's Dantian.
But Hai Tian did not relax. He understood that it was just the first step. Because his sword spirit power was not pure, the sword spirit condensed at this moment seemed quite thin.
What he needs to do now is to continuously compress and work hard to increase the density of the sword spirit.
Compression! Extreme compression! The small translucent sword that was originally three feet long was reduced to only three inches after Haitian's crazy compression. But Haitian was not satisfied. The sword spiritual power continuously transformed in his body was still replenished.
Go up to that translucent little sword.
Then it compressed again, repeated several times, and finally Haitian stopped.
Looking at the small milky white sword that was only half an inch in size in his dantian, Hai Tian let out a long breath. He knew that now this was the best he could do.
The smaller the sword spirit, the greater the density and the higher the concentration inside.
What is surprising is that since the sword spirit in Hai Tian's body was successfully condensed, the crazy spiritual energy between heaven and earth also stopped moving.
Opening his eyes, he glanced at his soaked clothes. There was a trace of bitterness on Hai Tian's face: "I didn't expect it would turn out like this. Fortunately, it was me. If I had been another person, I would have died even if I didn't blow myself up."
It’s gone crazy.”
Thinking of this, Hai Tian smiled happily. The steps just now were quite dangerous. On the one hand, he had to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth not to enter too fast, and he had to constantly transform it. On the other hand, he had to condense the sword spirit.
Any omission in these two aspects will cause a fatal blow to Haitian. Only the soul of Haitian, the sword god, can persevere. If it had been anyone else, it would have been wiped out.
"Just now a level of sword power has been condensed into a sword spirit. I wonder what will happen if I become a one-star swordsman in the future?" Hai Tian checked himself and found that he had already reached a level of sword power. Not only was there no trace of trace on his face,
Happy, but frowning.
According to common sense, only a one-star swordsman can condense the sword spirit. But now he has condensed the sword spirit just after practicing the "Nine Heavens Divine Sword Art". I don't know if it is just him or everyone?
Shaking his head in distress, Hai Tian stood up and took off his wet clothes. Wearing wet clothes didn't feel good.
However, when he had not yet put on his clothes, suddenly a dull bell rang: "Dong-dong-".
"This is the Seven Spiritual Dust Bell? Why is it ringing at this time?" Hai Tian frowned. The so-called Seven Spiritual Dust Bell is a treasure of the Hai family and is used to summon the entire Hai family to gather. But this
The Seven Soul Bells can only be issued by the highest level of power in the Hai family. No matter what you are doing at this time, you must arrive within a short time.
The so-called highest power class refers to the head of the Hai family, his father Hai Wuya and the three elders.
The three elders Hai Tian have barely met each other and don't know much about them.
After quickly changing his clothes, Hai Tian walked out of the room, curiously wondering why his father summoned them all? Could something big have happened?
"Hey, Xiaoyu! What's going on? Do you know why father summoned all of us?" Hai Tian didn't go far when he met Xiaoyu who put down his pen and paper and came in a hurry.
"Brother Tian! Why did you change clothes?" Xiao Yu was quite surprised to see Hai Tian changed clothes, but then she thought about it and shook her head and said, "I don't know why the uncle summoned us. I was in the study just now.
I haven’t finished copying yet.”
"It seems that something earth-shattering has happened, otherwise father wouldn't have summoned us like this." Hai Tian pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out what happened, so he had to rush towards the hall with Xiao Yu.
Along the way, I met many people like them, and many people I never saw in person also came out one after another. Hai Tian was not familiar with them, so he just looked at them for a few times and left in a hurry.
After a while, Hai Tian and Xiao Yu came to the Hai family hall.
At this time, many people were already standing in the hall. It was initially estimated that there were at least hundreds of people. This was the first time for Hai Tian to see so many people in the Hai family.
In the center of the hall, Hai Wuya was sitting at the head with a solemn expression. Next to him were three old men with white hair and beards. Hai Tian knew that they might be the three elders of the Hai family.
The bell lasted for a while and then stopped, but there were still many Hai family disciples coming outside.
Hai Yun hurried over with a few close friends. Because he was a direct descendant of the Hai family, he also had his own seat in the Hai family hall. However, there was a sea of people in front of him, and it was not easy to squeeze through.
"Get out of the way!" Haiyun shouted sharply at the person in front of him.
The Hai family boy in front originally wanted to yell and curse a few words, but when he saw that Hai Yun was wilting, he let him pass directly. Everyone else also gave way to a passage.
But not far away, Haiyun saw Xiaoyu blocking his way. He glanced again and saw Haitian beside Xiaoyu. He felt annoyed and shouted again: "Get away!"
"What? Are you telling me to get out of here?" Xiao Yu is not a good person either. If Hai Yun talks nicely, Xiao Yu might let him out. But if Hai Yun says this, Xiao Yu will not get out of the way no matter what!
"Go away if I tell you, there is so much nonsense!" Haiyun glared at Xiaoyu with disdain. Due to Haitian's influence, Haiyun's attitude towards Xiaoyu was also very bad.
If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have given in, but Xiaoyu would not, and counterattacked: "I don't know how to get out, can you show me an example?"
"You!" Haiyun didn't expect that Xiaoyu would dare to contradict him. The anger in his heart suddenly surged up, and he glared at Xiaoyu fiercely and said, "Boy, are you looking for a beating?"
Seeing that Xiao Yu and Hai Yun were about to have a conflict, Hai Tian calmly pulled Xiao Yu and shook his head gently: "Xiao Yu, if someone wants to pass, just let him pass? If you argue with him, you will lower your IQ.
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Originally, Hai Tian did not intend to have any conflict with Hai Yun, but Hai Tian would never sit idly by when Hai Yun bullied Xiao Yu like this.
Xiao Yu was stunned when she heard this, but she immediately reacted and nodded repeatedly: "Brother Tian, you are right. If I quarrel with him, doesn't it mean that my IQ will become the same as his?"
The two of them sang and harmonized, making Haiyun's face look very ugly.
The surrounding Hai family disciples all looked like they wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, and they were all enduring very hard. They did not have the courage and status to confront Hai Yun like Hai Tian and Xiao Yu.
As if he felt the mocking glances coming from around him, Hai Yun's anger suddenly burst out. He immediately jumped up, pointed at Hai Tian and shouted loudly: "What did you say? Who are you saying has a low IQ?"
"Xiao Yu, did I say he has a low IQ?" Hai Tian had an innocent expression on his face.
Xiaoyu also shook his head very cooperatively: "Brother Tian, you never said that he has a low IQ from the beginning to the end?"
"That's strange. Why would he jump out and admit that he has a low IQ? Could it be that he is really - an imbecile!" Hai Tian sighed seriously, "Brother, I'm not telling you, you should find a master as soon as possible.
How can we afford our Hai family’s sky like this?”
"Hahaha..." Hai Tian's emotional performance made everyone present unable to hold back any longer, and they all held their stomachs and burst into laughter.
Even the followers behind Haiyun couldn't help but laugh. Haiyun was so angry that he glared at them fiercely: "Why are you laughing? No one is allowed to laugh!"
Due to Haiyun's strength and identity, everyone had to cover their mouths, but it could be seen that the expressions on their faces were very distorted, and they were still smiling secretly.
"You! Hai Tian!" Hai Yun looked at Hai Tian with burning eyes, the anger in his heart had reached its peak, "I want to duel with you! Now!"
On the Soul Sword Continent, when one party proposes a duel, the other party cannot refuse. However, if the strength of the party proposing a duel is much stronger than that of the party being dueled, the party being dueled has the right to refuse.
"Why should I duel with you? Are you bullying me with the power of your six-level sword?" A trace of contempt flashed in Hai Tian's eyes. With Hai Yun's magnanimity, his future achievements will definitely not be high.
When a swordsman later cultivates, he not only considers his skill, but more importantly, his understanding of heaven and earth and his sublimation of realm.
Everyone knows that Hai Yun is a master of six-level sword power at the moment, while Hai Tian has just started to choose to practice the technique. There is no comparison between the two.
Everyone around him couldn't help but point fingers at Hai Yun. How could he become the heir of the Hai family with a city like his?
The three elders sitting at the top all had a trace of dissatisfaction in their eyes.
"That's enough!" Hai Wuya, who had been silent until now, suddenly shouted, with a serious look on his face.
The originally noisy hall immediately fell silent. After all, in this Hai family, Hai Wuya had a huge say. Even Haiyun had to restrain himself in front of Hai Wuya, and could only glare at Hai Tian hatefully.