Although Zhou Fan's sword rain was transformed by the spiritual power in his own body, it was also a real existence, but it disappeared again the moment it touched the spiritual power of Yixin, and he still didn't understand this, but looking at his son's confident smile, he knew that this battle was not over yet. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Yixin finished speaking, he pushed his hands out and aimed at Zhou Fan, and when there was little spiritual power left, he still launched an attack, and at the moment when the transparent spiritual power covered his hands, several sword qi flew out of his palms and attacked Zhou Fan.

"I see!"

Facing the ensuing sword qi, Zhou Fan suddenly understood, so in order to confirm his thoughts, he did not plan to dodge, but to take it hard.

The sword qi released by Yixin was very dense, and the golden rays emitted from time to time seemed to be even more unstoppable, but even so, facing Zhou Fan, who was at the peak of the Spirit Emperor, he could only block it with his hand.

The sword qi turned into nothingness when it passed in front of Zhou Fan, and it didn't break through a trace of defense for half an hour, and the heart that originally had a trace of excitement on his face gradually became lost, and as his trembling hands drooped down, the whole person sat directly on the ground.

"Well done!" As soon as Zhou Fan's words fell, the whole person came to Yixin's side, and as his right palm slapped the other party's back, a wave of heat entered the other party's body.

After receiving Zhou Fan's spiritual power, Yixin gradually recovered, but from the expression on his face, he was still a little lost.

"I still didn't pose a threat to my father!"

"It's already good, at least in my opinion, it's no problem for you to defeat Master Xu Qing now." Zhou Fan was very satisfied.

"What's the use of that, he was originally in the same realm as me, what I hope is that I can be like my father and achieve the strength to cross the border challenge!" Yixin's temperament is not as indifferent as Zhou Fan's, but more inherited from Mu Xin'er's arrogance, and her heart is extremely high.

This is not a bad thing for a cultivator, so Zhou Fan didn't care, but he still touched the other party's head and said reluctantly: "Believe me, as long as you give you time, you will definitely surpass me in the future!" ”

"Hmm!" Yixin is a child's character, and when Zhou Fan encouraged him like this, he immediately became happy again, and turned to say: "Father, how was my trick just now, is it amazing?" ”

"It's very good, and it's a little weird, I'm afraid it's caused by the soul power contained in your spiritual power!" Zhou Fan guessed.

"Hmm!" Yixin explained: "Actually, I don't know what's going on, it's that after entering the sword shrine, the spiritual power in the body began to become a little restless, as if there was a connection with somewhere here, and then for some reason, gradually, I had a special reaction to everything around me, looking at the sword shrine, looking at the overflowing sword crystals, it was as if I was alive, like a part of my body!" ”

"Is it because of the power of the bloodline?" Zhou Fan didn't know why Yixin had such a change, he could only guess that it was because the other party himself also had the blood of a god, but he didn't have this feeling, and as a descendant of a god, his son did not master the power of fate, but was born with soul power.

In fact, Zhou Fan ignored one thing, that is, the special situation that Mu Xin'er encountered when she was born with Yixin, because Mu Xin'er's body had already been affected by the water of Huangquan to the point of hanging by a thread, and after giving birth to Yixin, with Mu Xin'er's death, the water of Huangquan had already been fused with the blood of Yixin, the water of Huangquan was a holy relic of the demon race, just like the Yuan Jing of a cultivator, all from the moment of Yixin's shot, there were two kinds of power in the body, that is, spiritual power and magic power, It was only later that as he continued to grow, these two powers gradually fused together, forming the current soul power, and this soul power was obviously different from the spiritual power of any cultivator.

"Actually, it's not that I can really take my father's attack just now, but I'm using my own spiritual power to affect the sword rain, and I can control the other party through my own spiritual power, so that the other party has a soul, a soul that belongs to me!" Yixin opened his eyes wide and said innocently: "Father, what kind of power do you say I have?" ”

After being blessed with his own spiritual power, he can turn all inanimate things into a part of himself, such a power sounds a little unbelievable, but Zhou Fan still explained: "Fate! ”

The power of fate, the most powerful and mysterious power in the world, the power of the fate of the Shenwei Ming King lies in foresight and prediction, and the power of Zhou Fan lies in the ability to integrate the strengths of a hundred schools and watch the way of heaven; And the power of the mind to give life and soul to everything is also part of the power of fate.

"Is it the power of our family's inheritance?" Curious, he asked, "But why are the powers I and my father get differently?" ”

"I can't answer you this question," Zhou Fan shook his head.

"What about Shigong? Does he know why? Yixin asked again.

At the mention of Qin Han, Zhou Fan's heart suddenly had mixed feelings, so he said to Yixin: "Sometimes not all questions have to be answered, for your own strength, what you need is not to ask, but to feel with your heart, because only what you feel with your heart is the most correct and true!" ”

Yixin naturally didn't understand Zhou Fan's words, which were more like self-comfort, but with his cleverness, he immediately said: "Father, my heart has often told me recently that I should have a sword of my own!" ”

"What kind of sword do you want to have?" Zhou Fan asked.

Yixin was stunned for a moment, and said excitedly: "Father, did you agree with me to use a sword?" ”

"I didn't let you use the sword before, because the sword mound was full of famous swords, and I didn't want you to rely too much on the power of the sword, and I didn't want to affect your cultivation path because of the sword, but now that you have your own strength, it's time to choose a sword!"

"Can my father give me some advice?" Although he practiced in the sword mound every day, when it was time to choose a sword, his heart was bottomless.

"Just do whatever you want," Zhou Fan's expression suddenly became serious, "But you remember, once you make a choice, the sword is your second life, it will be the same as your lover, it will always accompany you, never give up!" ”

"Yes, Father, I wrote it down!" For Zhou Fan's words, Yixin has always believed in it, so when he stepped on the sword mound again, there was no longer the laughter and casualness of the past, but more seriousness and calmness.

After that, a full ten days passed, and Yixin still wandered on the sword mound, occasionally sitting down and thinking for a while, but he still had no clue about choosing his own sword.

Zhou Fan was very satisfied with his son's state, because the other party did not become impatient with the passage of time, but became more and more quiet, and this is exactly the state that a sword cultivator should have.

As the scope of Yixin's wandering became smaller and smaller, a smile gradually appeared on Zhou Fan's face.