Chapter Eighty-Seven: Qing Yao Sword

"Buzzβ€”"

Hao Yan's voice sounded like chanting scriptures in Xia Li's mind, as if he was listening to a book from heaven, which made him dizzy.

Although the role and effect of the Hundred Soldiers Decisive are very simple, since it is the main battle element technique that Hao Yan has taught to his disciples as a generation of fighting gods, how can it be a mortal product? The dense mental method makes Xia Li have a big headache, just remembering these words is already difficult to ascend to the sky, after all, Xia Li was still illiterate until he was eight years old!

But Hao Yan has no choice, although he can also directly control the body, and then let Xia Li feel it in the sea of knowledge while running the Yuan Technique, just like Hao Yan Fighting God Duel and Dragon God Heart before, Hao Yan handled it like this.

Although this efficiency will indeed be faster, it is not a good thing for Xia Li's growth, it will make his perception of the mental method dull, and waste his excellent cultivation talent in vain, so Hao Yan plans to gather the spirit realm in the future, and the Hao Yan Fighting God Duel will also be completely taught to Xia Li in the form of the mental method, although it will take Xia Li a lot of time to comprehend.

"Okay, that's it, remember? I don't remember I'll read it again. ”

After Haoyan finished reciting the mental method, Xia Li's whole person was confused, and it was not easy to memorize it.

"Feel it slowly, I can't give you too many shortcuts along the way of cultivation, otherwise it will only harm you. ”

Indeed, Hao Yan's existence itself is already a big cheat for Xia Li, if Hao Yan himself still indulges Xia Li and makes his cultivation path a smooth one, it will really harm him.

"Thank you master for your hard work!" Of course, Xia Li knew Haoyan's intentions, and he lived up to his master's expectations, so he sat on the ground and felt with his heart.

It was another two full hours, and the night had completely fallen, and the stars were high in the sky.

Xia Li continued to circulate the vitality in his body according to the mental method, from one meridian to another, he sketched the first of a hundred soldiers in his body, and tried his best to manifest it with his vitality......

Haoyan just watched Xia Li feel alone, although Xia Li occasionally took some detours, he didn't keep silent, even some mistakes would turn into Xia Li's feelings, which would be beneficial to his future growth path.

"It's getting dark, let's stop here today, you still have to go back to give your mother a soul, don't you?"

Hao Yan said softly, it is a tradition of cultivators to suppress the soul of the dead, monks above the spirit realm, because the soul consciousness has been refined by the vitality, compared to ordinary people, the soul is more difficult to disperse, according to the depth of the realm and the strength of the obsession, it will take about one to nine days, and the soul will be completely dispersed and returned to heaven and earth.

This also formed the tradition that after the cultivator passed away, the relatives asked for nine days to suppress the soul.

Speaking of which, Hao Yan has always been curious about how his soul was preserved.

Theoretically, even if he is a god, his soul will dissipate for much longer than ordinary mortals, but after his death, he doesn't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed.

This Yishan Realm should be the fragments produced by the two boundless superstars that killed them, and these small fragments have evolved into a realm independently, so you can imagine how long it has been.

Generally speaking, if you don't have special protection, even if you are a god, you can't stay for so long......

"Masterβ€”"

Just as Haoyan was immersed in his own thoughts, Xia Li suddenly called out to him.

"Ahh

Just when Haoyan thought that Xia Li was just ending the enlightenment of the mental method and was about to return to Hua Shuyao's grave, Xia Li suddenly gathered the vitality of his whole body-

"Buzz β€”β€”!!!"

The vitality in his hand suddenly extended to the length of half a zhang, although Xia Li's control limit at this time was about one zhang, but in order to control it more finely, he chose the length of half a zhang, that is, about one meter five.

In a vague way, the vitality gathered, and it gradually turned into the shape of a weapon......

"So fast?"

Hao Yan was a little surprised, although Xia Li's talent for Yuan Qi perception was outstanding, and he could be called a genius in the small Yuan Realm here, but what he gave Xia Li was the mental method, the language, and the words.

Xia Li was illiterate until he was eight years old, and before he was admitted to the Hualan Sect!

How could he realize the prototype of a hundred soldiers so quickly?!

"Boom β€”β€”!"

The vitality in Xia Li's hand emitted a faint glow, gradually forming the shape of a weapon-

This is a straight sword about half a zhang long and a slender body, with a slight air circulating on it, faintly smelling of the Qinglan sword!

The weapons that have been transformed into a hundred soldiers are destined to be obtained from their own subconscious.

As for Xia Li, the Qinglan Sword does have a lot to do with him, after all, he used to be a disciple of the Hualan Sect, he has seen this move from countless Hualan Sect people, and he has also experienced the Qinglan Sword used by the masters of the Soul Marrow Realm such as the Hua family brothers and the Yelan Sword as a variant of the Qinglan Sword.

The sword that Xia Li had transformed into at this moment, in a sense, witnessed the time he had spent in the Hualan Sect in the past three years.

"Boy, who told you to move so fast!"

Haoyan was suddenly anxious!

His original intention was to let Xia Li transform into the first jade blade, so he would choose a similar Yuan Technique from himself, so that Xia Li could combine the blade with the Yuan Technique, and then get a weapon with a certain power as soon as possible.

Who knew that this kid directly took the Qinglan sword in his impression and fused it to the blade!

This little guy didn't even have the heart of Qinglan Sword, so he imitated a nondescript thing with his own imagination!

To a certain extent, Haoyan should praise Xia Li's understanding, just by looking at his shape, he can imitate his meaning.

But Hao Yan really can't look down on the Yuan Technique of a remote sect like Qinglan Sword in a barren small realm! After all, as a former god, Hao Yan's vision is too high.

"What's wrong, master?, isn't this good?" Xia Li scratched his head, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Hao Yan was so angry in the sea of knowledge that his teeth itched, but he couldn't have a seizure, otherwise it would hit Xia Li's enthusiasm, he could only sink into his memory for ten thousand years, trying to find a Yuan technique that was similar to the Qinglan Sword and could be fused with Xia Li's Transformation Long Sword, but the grade was much better than the Qinglan Sword.

"It's nothing, I'm surprised by the teacher, why do you say you're moving so fast!"

While searching in his memory, Hao Yan looked at Xia Li sloppily:

"What do you want to name your first weapon?"

"Do you still have a name for this weapon?" Xia Li didn't seem to think about this problem, after all, this was just a virtual blade formed by the convergence of Yuan Qi, as long as his Yuan Qi supply was withdrawn, this weapon would dissipate into nothingness.

"Of course, you have to choose a name, this is the first weapon you have come out of a hundred soldiers, the form of this weapon will be preserved in your Yuan vein, if you choose a name, it will be more convenient for you to summon this weapon. Hao Yan explained in a deep voice.

"In that case......" Xia Li looked into the distance in a deep voice, which was the direction of Hua Shuyao's tomb-

"Then I'll call it - Qingyao Sword!"