Ying Ziyu and Yin Wenqian walked on the forest path, it was noon, the hanging sun cast mottled and swaying shadows through the gaps in the branches of the big trees, and the impatient cicadas kept singing to set off the surroundings more silently.

At this time, Yin Wenqian suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked Ziyu, "How far is the North Cliff from here?"

Ying Ziyu frowned slightly when he heard this, and then said: "There are still about four miles away, and it will take an hour for you and me to walk like this!"

Yin Wenqian frowned when she heard this, and then directly pulled out the ancient sword.

Seeing this, Ying Ziyu took a step back slightly, and said timidly: "It's not my fault, you don't need to draw your sword to scare me!"

Yin Wenqian glanced at him, and said expressionlessly: "Don't panic, I don't want to cut you!

"Royal... Edgeworth?"

Ying Ziyu was surprised, this was a new word for him.

Yin Wenqian explained: "The sword, like other blades, is originally made of iron, but it is forged by the person who forged the sword with painstaking efforts, and because the person who holds the sword is born with his heart. Therefore, as long as people and swords have the same feelings, and the form and spirit are compatible, they can be placed in the sword to resist the sword with qi, and it is easy to fly to the sky and the earth, and it is easy to take the enemy's life thousands of miles away!"

When Yin Wenqian's words fell, he was already holding a sword in his left hand, and his right hand was conjuring up an incomparably complicated sword technique.

"Give me your hand!" As soon as the sword trick was completed, Yin Wenqian stretched out a perfect hand carved from white jade for Ziyu.

Seeing this, Ying Ziyu hurriedly stretched out his hand and put it on Yin Wenqian's hand.

And when Yin Wenqian held her hand, Ying Ziyu only felt that her body was being pulled forward by a suction force, and the two of them directly turned into two streamers and merged into the ancient sword that hung in mid-air.

Then the ancient sword was lit up with dazzling golden light, and the tip of the sword turned and pointed straight ahead, and then turned into a line of golden streamer like an arrow from the string, shooting out in an instant.

Ying Ziyu, who was in the ancient sword with Yin Wenqian, slowly opened his eyes, but found that he was in a dreamy and hazy golden world at this time, and in front of him was the real outside world, and now the scenery was constantly changing, and the speed was extremely fast.

Ying Ziyu turned his head to glance at Yin Wenqian, who was holding the sword trick in front of him with one hand at this time, his expression was as usual, poignant and beautiful, clear and cold.

"This sword cultivation is also very unusual!" Ying Ziyu admired.

Yin Wenqian simply spit out two words in this regard: "Naturally!"

Ying Ziyu nodded, then turned his face to make a hesitant and stopped talking, which made people look very uncomfortable.

Yin Wenqian frowned and said, "If you have something to say, just say it!"

When Ying Ziyu heard this, he turned his head to look at the unparalleled white-clothed fairy in front of him, and said seriously: "Can you tell me about your origin?"

Hearing this, Yin Wenqian's gaze turned back to the front again, and said expressionlessly and indifferently: "My family is an extremely ancient clan above the Xiling Divine Continent, with its own ancient and powerful inheritance spirit, standing tall for eternity, and undefeated! I am the leader of my peers in the clan, not only cultivating the spirit, but also learning the way of the sword! When I was six years old, the spirit did not need the guidance of the elders in the clan to awaken on its own, and the spiritual strength and talent were so high that there was no one in the clan for ten thousand years! I knew how to use the sword when I could walk, and no one in the clan could compare with me in the way of the sword, when I was nine years old, I entered the ancient sword mound of the clan alone and met this ancestral sword that was the ancestor of ten thousand swords, not that I chose it, but that it chose to follow me! I have traveled hundreds of millions of miles from the Middle Continent of the Divine Continent to come here, firstly to experience cultivation and strengthen myself, and secondly, to find those ownerless gods who have been lost in a corner of the world!"

Ying Ziyu listened to her quietly, and felt that the gap between the two was so far away!

Then Ying Ziyu couldn't help but think of what she said when she was still unparalleled: Some people are born to be kings!

Maybe she's right.

A lion is born a lion, fierce and powerful, with unlimited potential.

And now looking at her, she really has a bit of royal dignity - noble and cold, unreachable queen.

"I heard that the ownerless gods in this realm are almost extinct, how do you find them?" Ying Ziyu asked Yin Wenqian.

Yin Wenqian glanced at Ying Ziyu, who looked serious, and then asked, "Have you heard of Lujing?"

Ying Ziyu shook his head.

"Where's the spirit?"

Ying Ziyu shook his head again, this time shaking a little embarrassed.

Yin Wenqian raised her eyebrows, and then explained to Ziyu in a mocking tone: "The so-called spirit crystal is the treasure left behind after the natural death of a spirit cultivator who cultivates to a certain realm, and it is the energy crystallization formed after the fusion of his own soul and the spirit in his body......"

Ying Ziyu's heart jumped when he heard this, and he felt that this spirit crystal didn't seem to be simple, so he hurriedly asked, "Then what does it do?"

"After the refining is successful, people can immediately obtain the corresponding divine spirit, and at the same time have the same cultivation as the spirit crystal master in his lifetime!" Yin Wenqian seemed to be full of indifference.

Ying Ziyu's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "There is such a good thing?"

Yin Wenqian said disdainfully: "Naturally, it is impossible! Refining the spirit crystal is just to obtain the power of the spirit contained in it, not to say that you have really obtained the spirit spirit, so you can't continue to cultivate, you can only stay in place for the rest of your life!"

"This ......," Ying Ziyu sighed dejectedly, "sure enough!"

Before Ying Ziyu's sigh ended, Yin Wenqian continued: "That spirit is more mysterious! There are thousands of gods in the world, and powerful spirits can be inherited with the continuation of the bloodline, and they will be immortal forever. But there are exceptions that are different from these two - those who do not melt into the bloodline, but can remain between heaven and earth for a long time, that is the spirit: when the previous master dies, the spirit in his body will absorb the soul of the master who is about to dissipate between heaven and earth, and strengthen itself into the existence of the spirit......"

"Is that spirit the same as a spirit, after refining into the body, it can make people become a spirit cultivator?" Ying Ziyu couldn't help but ask.

"Indeed!" Yin Wenqian nodded, "Strictly speaking, the spirit spirit is the ownerless spirit, but compared with the spirit spirit, the spirit spirit not only has a higher level of its own spiritual intelligence, but also is more ferocious and evil, absorbing the spirit into the body, it is more than ten times more dangerous than the first generation of spirit refining into the body." And even if you get a spirit by luck, it's not necessarily a good thing. You think you're using it to gain power, but you don't know that you're just a host for nutrients in its eyes. The lords of the spirits of the past generations, whether they are strong or not, will not die well!"

After hearing this, Ying Ziyu only felt a chill in his heart: there are such evil things in the world.

"Then you have come all the way to the requisition, but you have gained something?" Ying Ziyu asked tentatively.

Yin Wenqian shook her head: "Even if it's just a spirit crystal, it's something that is hard to find." And the spirit of the spirit, its temptation to the cultivator is no less than that of the ownerless spirit—although this thing is dangerous, if it can really be absorbed into the body, it will definitely become powerful! ”

As he was talking, there was a sudden rumbling sound of water in front of him, which was mighty and roaring like thunder.

Ying Ziyu came back to his senses from Yin Wenqian's narration, and when he looked ahead, a silver belt instantly came into view.

"That water seems to come from the sky!" Ying Ziyu couldn't help but admire.

Yin Wenqian just nodded and didn't speak.

The ancient sword slashed through the sky like a streamer, and in an instant, it approached the silver chain that made a rumbling sound of water.

Yin Wenqian controlled the ancient sword to levitate in the air, and a hundred feet below the two of them was a large waterfall as high as a hundred feet, and its majesty was as if the Milky Way had fallen from the Nine Heavens.

Yin Wenqian looked down at the astrolabe in her hand, and then said to Ziyu: "The aura here is far stronger than other places, and as you said, not only the water element is active, but the fire element is also not far behind!"

Ying Ziyu nodded, and then said, "Then do you know how to find that thing?"

Yin Wenqian didn't speak when she heard this, the golden light in her eyes swelled, and she lowered her head and swept over the waterfall below.

After just two glances, Yin Wenqian retracted her gaze and said to Ziyu: "There is a hole in the center of the waterfall curtain. All the mysteries are hidden in that hole. If you have no objection, then let's go straight in!"

Ying Ziyu nodded.

Immediately, Yin Wenqian harnessed the ancient sword and shot at the waterfall curtain like an arrow.

The moment they passed through the water curtain, Yin Wenqian and Ying Ziyu both felt that the sound of the water was like thunder exploding in their ears, and then the two of them felt that it was dark in front of them, and the surrounding space was instantly much quieter.

The golden light on the suspended ancient sword lit up, and two slender figures, one red and one white, broke out of the sword and placed themselves at the mouth of this somewhat dark cave.

Ying Ziyu looked around and found that except for this place that could be seen within a hundred and ten steps of the water curtain, the rest of the place was black holes, like an abyss.

"I don't know how high this cave is, how deep it is?" Ying Ziyu said worriedly.

Yin Wenqian frowned at first when she heard this, and then felt that she should go and take a look first.

But at this time, Ying Ziyu made a sound of surprise.

"Huh?"

Yin Wenqian was puzzled, and immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

Ying Ziyu's face was a little cloudy, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that except for the fire element, all the other elemental qi here has been isolated!"

Yin Wenqian was still puzzled: "So what?"

Ying Ziyu didn't speak, but took out a cyan talisman and clamped it with his slender fingers, and then recited: "Ten thousand beginnings flow, the wind becomes the wind, and the wind spell!"

After the incantation was recited, Ying Ziyu's two fingers holding the wind talisman suddenly pointed forward.

Then, Ying Ziyu kept this action motionless, and Yin Wenqian just watched from the side and did not speak.

The air was quiet and awkward.

Finally, Ying Ziyu sighed helplessly and said to Yin Wenqian: "Although I have read more books in the past, the only things I can learn that can be used in actual battles are these elemental spells! To put it simply, I'm just an ordinary person here, I can't beat monsters, and I'm slow to run!"

To be continued