Chapter 115: No Blade Change

Feng Yechang carefully put away the set of jade pots and jade cups left by his mother, and specially told Xiao Ming to try to seal the wine safely, Xiao Ming did not refuse, and used the chaotic space to conjure up a crystal jade box according to his words, the light in the box was bright and smart, and he didn't know what substance it was, and put the jade pot and jade cup into it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Xiao Ming said: "Don't worry, master!" In this box, this 'intoxicating flower' can guarantee that it will not rot for 10,000 years, and it will be more mellow from now on. Also, aren't you ready to study the broken sword? This thing has a lot to do with Wufeng! ā€

The wind and night that have experienced the test of "ambergris" are long, and they will naturally not be affected by the "intoxicating flower". But Feng Qingyu is just a literati, a few glasses, coupled with the already dark mood, he has long been intoxicated, and it is really unknown how long this special alcohol power will make him sleep.

The wind night chief gently carried his father back to his bed, and when he was ready, he returned to his room.

Sitting in his room, his heart fluctuated for a while, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, and thought to himself, "Father must have encountered something today, but he didn't want to tell me." It seems that this matter should have something to do with me, and maybe some to do with my mother, otherwise, my father would never have been so agitated! ā€

Although I was a little worried about my father's safety, I was a little happy, after all, I got some news from my father about my mother, and I listened to my father's tone, as if my mother was just going to do a big thing, so I never saw a trace, or it can be said that life and death are uncertain, and it is unknown whether I can survive or not. Of course, all this can only be solved one by one by one by constantly getting stronger until you have enough strength.

After calming down the emotions in his heart, Feng Yechang sat cross-legged, pulled out the bladeless sword from its scabbard, placed it flat in front of him, and took out the "nameless remnant sword" from the auction from the chaotic space.

Sure enough, as Xiao Ming said, it seemed to sense the existence of the "Nameless Remnant Sword", and the Bladeless Sword suddenly glowed red, as if it was about to wake up, but it seemed to be forcibly suppressed by a force, and it seemed very unwilling.

Feng Yechang's eyes were full of love and pity, and he caressed the spine of the "Wufeng" sword, and said softly: "Wufeng, is this remnant sword really a part of you?" That's why you're so excited to see it? Wu Feng was speechless and automatic, as if responding to the inquiry of the wind and night.

After receiving Wu Feng's response, Feng Yechang did not hesitate, holding the "Nameless Remnant Sword" with his left hand and the "Wu Feng" with his right hand, and tried to bring the two swords closer together.

Immediately, a powerful repulsive force came, and even if Feng Yechang's hands used tens of thousands of catties of strength, he still couldn't hold it.

"No, with such a strong repulsive force, how can it be one?" Feng Yechang's face was full of doubt.

Feng Yechang was puzzled, and was about to put away the "No Blade", leaving only the "Nameless Remnant Sword" to take a closer look.

When I didn't want to separate my hands, the tips of the two swords inadvertently touched each other. At that time, there was a powerful attraction force from the tips of the two swords, as if they were about to stick to one place, and this power was obviously much stronger than the repulsive force.

"Huh? It's really strange that the tip of the sword attracts each other, but the sword spine and the blade of the sword repel each other! "The wind is long and secretly amazed.

Having made up his mind, Feng Yechang put the "Nameless Remnant Sword" in front of him with his left hand, the tip of the sword facing him, held the "Bladeless" with both hands, and touched the tip of the sword towards the tip of the "Remnant Sword".

A wonderful scene appeared, the moment the tips of the two swords met, a dazzling light gushed out from the connection, and "Wu Feng" immediately cheered and jumped, and the beating force of the eruption in an instant almost made Feng Yechang unable to hold it.

Feng Yechang hurriedly mobilized the power of the true yuan of his whole body, and his hands instantly increased several times his strength, holding the hilt of the "Wufeng" sword, and under the light, the "Nameless Remnant Sword" became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a needle-like size and was sucked into the "Wufeng" sword.

After devouring all the remnants of the sword, "Wu Feng" seemed to let out a burst of satisfaction, and the shaking power also stopped, but it was still stuck to Feng Yechang's hand, and a gray gas diffused out, wrapping Feng Yechang in it.

Feng Yechang was not alarmed, and the same scene had happened. In that vision, "Wu Feng" passed on a broken memory to himself, so that his sea of knowledge was transformed, and he also harvested two remnant techniques, which made his swordsmanship greatly improved.

With the experience of the last time, the wind and night were not in a hurry or impatient, the mood was calm, the breathing was soothing, the "Meditation Divine Essence" was running, the golden light on his body loomed, and he quickly entered a natural realm that integrated into heaven and earth. After waiting for "Wu Feng" to absorb the "Nameless Remnant Sword", the message came again.

This time, the picture conveyed by "Wu Feng" has changed again. The picture is no longer the earth-shattering battle, but a place with a beautiful environment, where the flowers are fragrant, the fruits are fragrant, the clear stream is murmuring, and the spirit stones are strange, which is really a fairy-like place.

In that fairyland, I saw a beautiful young man, holding a wooden sword, flying up and down, dancing with his heart, every move has countless changes, but each sword seems to have never made a move, at the same time, another mantra flashed, the text is: "Swordsmanship ten thousand styles, only one; The tricks are ever-changing, and they do not deviate from their roots; The road is simple, and the complexity is automated; There is no move, and the sword is powerful. ā€

In the last mantra, Feng Yechang harvested a text of "The Way of the Sword, Divided into the Five Realms of Technique, Potential, Meaning, Law and Dao", and understood the five realms of the sword.

The mantra and pictures from "Wu Feng" this time are no longer incomplete, but somewhat like a step-by-step opening part. The young man in the picture, although his face is not clear, his moves are clearly recognizable, and there is no longer the danger of going beyond the realm last time, causing the sea of consciousness to be shattered.

The picture and mantra gradually dissolved in the wind and night long sea of knowledge, suddenly the sea of knowledge undulating, after a period of turbulence, gradually silent, although the sea of knowledge has not expanded, but more and more revealing a thick breath, the surface of the sea of knowledge is sparkling and smart, as if it has the wisdom of life.

Feng Yechang opened his eyes, only to feel that the brain domain was surprisingly refreshing and comfortable, as if he had traveled in the desert for a long time and suddenly came to the blessed land of the cave, and the feeling of refreshment was really pleasant.

Let go of the power of divine consciousness and probe around, the range of perception is still about 800 zhang, but the keen clarity of divine sense sensing is better than that of the strengthened senses, especially the staying power used by the power of divine consciousness, Feng Yechang feels the most obvious increase.

In the past, it took two or three hours for Feng Yechang to take a break to exert his divine sense attack with all his might, but now with the power of his divine sense, he secretly speculated that he would not get tired even if he used it for half a day, which was undoubtedly the best news for the adventure that Feng Yechang and the three brothers and sisters were about to embark.

Feng Yechang opened his eyes and looked excitedly at the "Bladeless" sword in his hand, his gratitude was beyond words, and the "Bladeless" sword seemed to fall into a deep sleep again, as if every time this kind of memory was transmitted, it would consume a lot of energy, and it would take a long time to dormant to replenish.

"Huh?!" Feng Yechang was surprised and delighted, and the "Bladeless" sword at this moment seemed to have been renovated, completely changing its original appearance.

The previous "Wufeng" was convex and uneven all over his body, and there was almost no distinction between the sword grid and the hilt, which was more appropriate than a sword and a burning stick.

And after absorbing the "Nameless Remnant Sword", this "Wufeng" finally has a bit of the appearance of a sword, although it is still dark and inconspicuous, and the blade is still a little rough, but the sword spine, sword grid, and sword handle have begun to take shape, at least it can be called a sword embryo, it seems that as long as it is slightly transformed, it can become a peerless sword.

If the previous "Bladeless" sword is compared to a mortal-level weapon, then the current "Bladeless" is at least equivalent to a spirit-level product.

This kind of progress naturally makes Feng Yechang very happy, after all, the young man has a heart, and the weapons in his hands are still cooler.

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