"Ice Spirit, Yang Yan!" Emperor Tian choked up, and in an instant, the soul body split into two and quickly poured into the two swords.

Huangtian's speed was so fast that the three of them couldn't react, and the soul body completely dissipated between heaven and earth, and only two sword lights polished the nine skies.

"Zheng Zheng!"

Two swords pierced the sky, one became cold, the other became extremely hot, and the air hummed, as if mourning for the emperor's departure.

"Senior ......" the three of them roared, their eyeballs bloodshot, and they watched this scene helplessly.

"Bingluo, Yang Yan, are two good swords, don't let them down in the future after the two of you. The remnant soul of the Martial God, who was still breaking inch by inch, said, his eyes calm and indifferent.

"Buzz ......"

The two swords trembled violently, shaking the void.

"And you kid, don't live up to the good intentions of the old man, since you are the person chosen by the old man, that is, my junior brother, in the future, you must practice hard, and you can solve problems for the master. Valkyrie said gently, with a kind smile on his face.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother!" Jiu Nirvana choked up, holding back his tears from flowing, and the Martial God smiled slightly until he disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Buzz ......"

The three swords buzzed in the direction of their disappearance, as if they were making a final send-off for the Martial God.

Huang Qing has been watching everything quietly as a spectator, he has not spoken, nor has he moved, his face is bitter, and his eyes are dull.

When I woke up, it was already two yuan meetings, and then I recalled the eventful years of the past, and a little vicissitudes of life came to my heart.

Only by practicing hard can we control our own destiny, manage the world, dominate the world, and not be a pawn in the eyes of those powerful people.

The meaning of grief and sorrow shrouded the heads of several people, like a dark cloud covering the top, lingering, cutting and not escaping, deeply rooted in the heart!

"Zheng!"

The Chiyuan sword pierced the sky, and the sword body once again turned into a young man in white clothes and black hair, standing in the air.

Except for Huang Qing, the three of Jiu Ni were completely stunned, and they must have thought in their hearts, is this a person or a sword?

If Chiyuan Sword knew this thought, he might reply like this: I am not a human, I am not a sword, I am just a sword spirit.

"The deceased is like a husband, only by becoming stronger can he control his own destiny!" The sword spirit trembled slightly, and the power of time and space lingered all over his body, and he made a voice towards the three people with strange faces.

Jiu Ni nodded, Mu Yang Xin'er and Situ Feng had not yet reacted, their expressions were stunned, a sword can also speak!

"Zheng!"

A cold light swept her face, frightening Mu Yang'er to retreat again and again, and after she saw it clearly, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, with a shallow smile.

"Zheng!"

A sword roar sounded again, and a blazing breath came to his face, only to see Situ Feng showing a sincere smile, and there was an extra golden sword in his hand.

These two swords are naturally the Ice Spirit Sword and the Yang Yan Sword, one cold and one hot, meaning one yin and one yang, at this time the two swords have become very different from before, held in the hand, there is a feeling of unity with the sword.

"Ahem, now the level of these two swords is not something that the two of you can easily have, don't get carried away!" Huang Qing said lightly, waking up Mu Yang Xin'er and the others.

The two of them looked at Huang Qing blankly, and couldn't help laughing, because in their eyes, there was only a big pig's head, and there was a demonic and handsome master there.

"You, you, are you going to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?" Huang Qing angrily pointed at Mu Yang Xin'er and the two said, and the two hurriedly put away their smiles, showing a look of knowing that they were wrong.

Huang Qing was helpless, spread her hands, and thought in her heart: Why did you accept two such rebellious apprentices, my life is too bitter!

"Master, are you okay?" Mu Yang Xin'er said cautiously.

"Do you think I'm in trouble?" asked Huang Qing rhetorically.

Situ Feng looked at Huang Qing in amazement, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: Is this really okay?

"Fatty, you are not thin for the teacher, your eyes are a little uncomfortable for the teacher!" Huang Qing said with a smile, his hands slowly rubbing.

Situ Feng's face changed greatly, and before he could escape, he was stopped by Huang Qing, Situ Feng smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"Ahh......h

The ghost cried wolf and howled, resounding through the sky, and when the sound stopped abruptly, there was a bloated corpse lying on the ground, and there were still many footprints on his clothes.

Huang Qing glanced at it, clapped her palms gently, and walked away satisfied.

The person who was beaten was naturally Situ Feng, who made him have more meat and not enough strength?

Mu Yang Xin'er stood stupidly on the side, and it wasn't until Huang Qing swaggered away, revealing a refreshed appearance, that she walked to Situ Feng's side.

"Haha, fatty...... Your face...... Haha......" Mu Yang Xin'er gently picked away Situ Feng's face, not knowing what he saw, he actually laughed.

"Senior sister, was I beaten into a pig's head by my master?" Situ Feng asked weakly, revealing a trace of grievance in his words.

Mu Yang'er couldn't help laughing, shaking her head again and again, she didn't speak, she was afraid that she couldn't help it for a while, and laughed again.

"Senior sister, look!" Situ Feng let go of his hands, and the appearance of a pig's head came into view again.

"Haha...... Fatty, Senior Sister can't laugh anymore, haha......" Mu Yang Xin'er laughed again, leaning forward and backward with laughter, out of breath.

Jiu Ni kept looking at the so-called master and apprentice trio, as if he was here to be funny.

"Master, you just said that the level of these two swords ......" Mu Yang Xin'er stopped and looked at Huang Qing and said tentatively.

Situ Feng, whose face was swollen into a pig's head, hurriedly stood up, pricked up his ears, and listened quietly, for fear of missing any word Huang Qing said.

"These two swords can now be called holy weapons, or holy swords. Huang Qing said slowly.

When the three of them heard this, their faces changed greatly, and they kept chanting the "Holy Sword" in their hearts.

The holy weapon is only qualified to be owned by the saint, it is a legendary war weapon, they are just a small Earth Extreme Realm martial artist, how can they be qualified to have such an extraordinary war weapon, and in the eyes of the saint, their life is as simple as the saint stepping on an ant.

Holy weapons, saints, unattainable, only exist in legends, and unexpectedly, their war swords are at the level of holy weapons.

"Master, do they have machine spirits?" Mu Yang Xin'er said as he pointed to the Ice Spirit Sword and the Yang Yan Sword, and Situ Feng also looked at Huang Qing with a serious face.

"Nope. Without the slightest hesitation, Huang Qing answered Mu Yang Xin'er's words.

"Ah, no, but how can the sword of Jiu Ni have a tool spirit?" Situ Feng said with a sad face, looking sullen and honest.

"How can these two pieces of scrap iron be compared to the Chiyuan Sword!" Huang Qing said solemnly.

"Buzz ......"

For Huang Qing's words, the two swords seemed to be extremely unwilling, buzzing.

"What's it called, at your master's level, I don't want to lift shoes for me, and the master of the Chiyuan Sword, if I lift shoes for him, he won't ask for it. Huang Qing said abruptly, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

"Uh......" Situ Feng shrugged his head, dejected.

"Dead fatty, you don't want to be cheap and sell well, this is a holy weapon, you can't find one in this small place!" Huang Qing accused viciously.

"Hey, yes, why didn't I think of it!" Situ Feng patted his thigh and said, no longer decadent, his face was full of joy.

Huang Qing shook his head helplessly, he really regretted accepting this apprentice now, he was too stupid.

"Master, is it possible for our sword to be advanced?" Mu Yang'er said with big eyes flashing, looking humble and studious.

"Naturally, there are ways to advance, but it's still too far away for you. Huang Qing said, looking at Mu Yang Xin'er's eyes differently, he thought: Fortunately, there is still a disciple who has become a weapon.

"Oh. Mu Yang'er sighed softly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Immediately, Huang Qing flashed to the side and sat cross-legged, and around him, a red-hot breath filled the air, making the air dry and hot, and the blood-red earth extremely hot.

Jiu Ni frowned slightly, and then relaxed his frowning brows, no need to ask Huang Qing, he also knew that Huang Qing seemed to have gained a good harvest.

Then, Jiu Ni released his soul power and carefully sensed the golden halo in his body, which was given by the Martial God, and should not be ordinary.

"Boom!"

Jiu Ni seemed to have unlocked the seal, and a wave of Pang Bo's information quickly poured into his mind, making him a little overwhelmed.

""Qiankun Wuji"!"

Jiu Ni had one more piece of information about "Qiankun Wuji" in his mind.

"Qiankun Wuji", a practice for cultivating the strength of the body, Qiankun can refer to heaven and earth, and can also refer to yin and yang.

Wuji, the vastness of heaven and earth is regarded as infinite, yin and yang can evolve endlessly, and it can also be regarded as infinite, and the strength of the body can also be continuously improved, and it can also be regarded as infinite.

Those who cultivate "Qiankun Wuji", the first step is to cultivate the earth soul before they have the opportunity to cultivate "Qiankun Wuji".

The spirit of a person is regarded as the soul, and there are three souls, one is the heavenly soul, the second is the earth soul, and the third is the life soul; there are seven souls, one is the heavenly chong, two are the spirits, three are the qi, the four are the strengths, the five are the center, the six are the essences, and the seven are the heroes.

This is the three souls and seven spirits, the warrior is indispensable, every soul and every soul exists, but if you want to condense the earth soul, how easy is it.

Subsequently, Jiu Ni told Mu Yang Xin'er about "Qiankun Wuji", and the cultivation secrets obtained by Mu Yang Xin'er and Situ Feng were "Bird Fire Burning the Sky" and "Dry Gold Tiger Roar" respectively.

Martial artists who practice "Sparrow Fire Burning Sky" need to find a wisp of finch fire, attract finch fire into the body, and burn without dying, in order to meet the cultivation requirements of "Sparrow Fire Burning Sky".

Martial artists who practice "Dry Golden Tiger Roar" need to refine a saint-level tiger soul before they can truly enter the entry of "Dry Golden Tiger Roar".

Earth Soul, Sparrow Fire, and Saint-level Tiger Soul seemed too far away for the three of Jiuni.