As the sun approached, the snow fell heavier, and Changxi gathered the sword weapons scattered in the sword box and sat cross-legged to the side.

Lu Yifan leaned on the snowdrift, the mana in his body wrapped the residual flying sword sword qi in it like a spider web, and on the muscles of his chest, the blood had already been scarred, and even the blood vessels and tendons were reconnected, at least in the short term, there would not be much danger.

After entering the Dao, not only will the mana become stronger, but the most important thing is that the five internal organs in the body have already been connected as a whole, and they are constantly and closely intertwined with each other, even if the body suffers great damage, it can be resisted to a certain extent.

If there was no continuous damage from the sword qi, Lu Yifan could rely on mana to heal his injuries quickly and repair his tendons, veins, blood vessels, and muscles.

But his body is like a battlefield, in front of him is Lu Yifan slowly repairing, and behind is the sword qi is continuing to damage, the sword qi is like the poison of rotten bones, they are not only dependent on the body, but also eroding the body.

Whenever Lu Yifan felt that as long as he blocked the fracture in his body's chest and abdomen, he dispersed the sword qi in one fell swoop, but found that the sword qi had already assimilated the mana, and compared with the beginning, it did not add a point or decrease a single point.

"We need to get out of here as soon as possible, there may be an ambush after a long time!"

Changxi looked at the sky, he had been guarding Lu Yifan for most of the day, according to normal speaking, such a long time was enough for the grassland tribe to carry out operations, perhaps because the two innate masters were killed too badly.

Some of the smaller tribes did not dare to come, and the larger tribes did not know about it, but they maintained peace here for almost a day.

Lu Yifan opened his eyes, there was a tiredness on his face that could not be concealed, and the sword qi attached to his body could not be dispelled, making him feel more difficult than fighting with others, he reached out and pressed his chest, and said, "It's a little cold!

"Do you need me to help you get on your horse, we may need to go east, close to the coast to return to the Central Plains!"

Changxi didn't answer Lu Yifan's words, but just brought the only uninjured war horse to stand in front of Lu Yifan, and said: "It's safer to walk close to the coast, there is no suitable pasture there, and no grassland tribe will patrol there, but it will take longer to return to the Central Plains from there!"

"You say, why is there a flying sword here? I mean, have you ever seen any innate master who is good at using flying swords?" Lu Yifan turned over and got on his horse, although the pain in his chest was unbearable, he finally held back.

Changxi still didn't answer, just said to himself, or rather, he didn't know how to answer, because he had never seen a flying sword, and it was the first time he had experienced it himself.

When the old man opened the sword case, Changxi thought it was just a powerful weapon, thinking that it could shoot a large number of hidden weapons, and that there was nothing special about it.

When the energy on those hidden weapons was about to be exhausted, he could fly back into the sword box, this anomaly also made Changxi cautious, so he didn't kill him at the first time, lest the old man deliberately lure him into the trap.

It wasn't until a powerful flying sword flew out of the sword box with a beautiful tail that Changxi finally determined that this was not a machine weapon.

Lu Yifan thought more than him, and when he saw those flying swords flying out like steel needles appear, he knew that this thing was not simple, and immediately joined the battle group to relieve the pressure of Changxi.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be a flying sword hidden in the sword box in the hand of an innate master, although there are usually some powerful sword qi hidden in the sword box, but the sword weapon is definitely not equal to a flying sword.

In Lu Yifan's cognition, it is impossible for a flying sword to exist in the hands of an innate martial artist, even Lu Yifan himself, even if he has all the materials, he can't refine a flying sword, this is an immortal method.

Some swords have very good qualifications, and even have the potential to become immortal swords, such as Lu Yifan's Fengyin Secret Sword, but it is definitely not a flying sword, unless it really becomes a fairy sword, it may also be used as a flying sword.

The flying sword is a special sword weapon, it must be very compatible with the sword owner, psychic and good at attacking, and it has a strong edge but is restrained like a mundane.

To put it simply, the flying sword must be able to carry the true spirit and mana of the monk, and it must have a certain spirituality, and to a certain extent, it must be able to distinguish between likes and dislikes, distinguish between friend and foe, and attack and kill thousands of miles away.

Such a weapon, let alone possessed by an innate martial artist, even if he has it, he can't control it.

Changxi held the reins, looked ahead, and walked on the grassland step by step, Lu Yifan asked a few questions in a row, but he didn't answer.

Changxi took the flying sword that stabbed Lu Yifan into a serious injury and looked at it repeatedly in his hand, only to feel that it was like a decorative weapon, and even the blade of the sword...... It can't be said to be a sword blade, because this weapon looks like it is made of jade, and there is no blade, so it stands to reason that it should not have that much lethality.

I only heard Changxi say: "Lu Yifan, do you say that there is any stronger power in the world than my strength? For example, the flying sword you said, what kind of weapon should it be?"

"What kind of weapon is a flying sword?hehe, do you think your strength is the limit of human beings?" Lu Yifan asked rhetorically.

Changxi wanted to answer him 'yes', he always thought he was strong, but when the flying sword was unsheathed, he also felt that he had no way to resist, so he could only suppress the affirmative sentence in his heart and said, "What do you think should be the limit?"

"I don't know, what I say may hit you!" Lu Yifan covered his chest and abdomen with one hand, and pulled the braid of the red horse with the other, hoping that it would slow down, and said slowly:

"As far as I know, you and I can only be regarded as the starting point of cultivation, far from reaching the limit of the door, as for the flying sword, I know what kind of weapon it is, and I also know that it is very strong, but it should definitely not be controlled by an innate martial artist~"

The two walked all the way, Lu Yifan said something intermittently, and Changxi yearned for what Lu Yifan said, he couldn't understand what kind of power it was to open the mountains with a sword and cast a spell to break the rivers.

He found that since he met Lu Yifan, his dream has become more and more lofty, at the beginning, he just wanted to enter the Tao and become the only master of the innate Dao in the past hundred years.

After he entered the Dao, he felt that there might be a higher realm after entering the Dao, because there were still many things that he couldn't understand, such as flying swords and snow demons.

He found that these things were far from being explained clearly by the realm of initiation.

He began to slowly believe what Lu Yifan said, just as Lu Yifan said, 'Is it fast to run thousands of miles a day, and a sword slashing a few hundred meters is not far'.

He found that he was far from reaching the kind of realm that Lu Yifan had told him, in Lu Yifan's eyes, this realm might only be regarded as a beginning, as for the limit of human beings, no one could tell him.

Along the way, Lu Yifan rarely spoke, most of the time he just covered his chest in a daze, or healed his wounds, and the injuries healed relatively quickly with the help of mana, but the sword qi could not be fully dispersed, and every time he thought he was about to succeed, the sword qi only needed a trace to quickly grow and explode.

The two walked for several days, but no one chased after them, during which Lu Yifan's external injuries basically recovered, at least he moved a little and would not bubble blood.

It's just that the sword qi has been hidden in the body, continuously destroying Lu Yifan's body as if it is spiritual, assimilating Lu Yifan's mana.

Whenever Lu Yifan gathered mana and was about to defeat it in one fell swoop, it actually knew how to avoid the edge, and when Lu Yifan was exhausted and neglected to take precautions, it would jump out again, continuously stimulating Lu Yifan.

"Could it be because the flying sword has spirituality? So the sword qi also has a trace of spirituality? probably not. ”

Lu Yifan is not sure, he only knows that the flying sword has spirituality, but in fact, he does not have a deep understanding of the flying sword, at most he can only be regarded as a toy who often used to hold all kinds of fairy swords as toys, but there is no fairy sword manifestation, obviously they do not recognize Lu Yifan.

took the small flying sword that looked like a stone and jade, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully, but he didn't find anything special.

But he knew that there was definitely a spirit in this flying sword, but he couldn't feel it.

The flying sword only appears abnormal when it thinks about it or comes into contact with creatures that also have similar spirituality, and it is obvious that Lu Yifan does not have similar spirituality.

If he had a similar spirit as a flying sword, he wouldn't have thrown a certain elder's immortal sword into the Flowing Cloud Wonderland back then.