"You try to incorporate your soul energy into this scroll." Xiao Fan looked up at Mu Feng and pointed to the scroll spread out in front of him and said.

Mu Feng gently pressed his right hand on the scroll in disbelief, and then slowly closed his eyes and injected the soul qi in his body into the scroll little by little.

However, with the injection of soul energy, the black scroll was still calmly spread out in front of the two of them without any change, which made Mu Feng even more confused, and looked up and looked at Xiao Fan with a puzzled face.

"Taixu Step is a kind of occult technique that increases its own speed to the extreme, and the caster can achieve the realm of selflessness, without being affected by the outside world, and one gas and three clear~~"

"Forget it, you don't understand, it's complicated, it's simply a shapeshift, when the speed reaches the extreme, it can achieve the effect of splitting into three in an instant, similar to the Lost Step."

Seeing Mu Feng looking at himself confused, Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile and explained.

"But I don't feel anything!" Mu Feng frowned slightly.

"It's half of the Sanqing Sword Style, you want to feel that it naturally has an introduction." Xiao Fan smiled lightly.

"You mean to use the Sanqing Sword Style?"

"That's right, you are using the Sanqing Sword Style now, and then with the soul energy, you will definitely be able to sense its power when your body is running the Sword Style." Xiao Fan nodded seriously, stood up and replied.

After listening to his explanation, Mu Feng also hurriedly got up and slowly closed his eyes, when a stream of air was released from Mu Feng's body from the inside to the outside, blowing down the surrounding weeds, Mu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and the meridians of his whole body instantly seemed to be activated, and when he stretched out his hand, he felt an invisible force swimming in his palm.

Immediately after that, Mu Feng no longer hesitated, and pressed his palm on the scroll, when the soul qi in his body instantly poured into the scroll, in an instant, a huge amount of information poured into Mu Feng's mind along his palm, Mu Feng only felt that his mind was filled with countless fragments, and an illusory figure kept flickering in his mind, which was difficult to capture.

A moment later, when the information in the scroll poured in, Mu Feng already felt a splitting headache, fell to the ground, pressed his head with his hands and kept struggling to let out a painful moan, at this moment in his mind it was as if there were tens of thousands of maggots devouring his brain, such a huge amount of information made him overwhelmed and painful.

Xiao Fan, who was standing on the side, also frowned slightly when he saw this, and after hesitating for a moment, he still stood quietly in front of Mu Feng, who was lying on the ground struggling and screaming in pain, and did not intend to help.

Mu Feng, who had a splitting headache, was struggling on the ground, this pain was indescribable, and in a blink of an eye, Mu Feng's whole body was already wet with sweat, and his screams of pain were particularly terrifying in this silent deep mountain and old forest.

"These things are precious, you have to look at them with your heart, and don't let the pain paralyze your reason." After half a sound, Mu Feng's face was already pale in the struggle, biting his lip and trying to use the pain of his lips to share some headaches that were almost about to explode, Xiao Fan, who had been silent on the side, finally spoke.

"Good~Uncomfortable~Uncomfortable~" Mu Feng covered his head on the ground and rolled over.

"Of course, it will be unbearable to pour so much information at once, it has been said that you have to read it with your heart, combined with your Sanqing Sword Style, you will understand!" Xiao Fan waved his hand helplessly and said.

There were countless fragments in his mind, and the information was so large that Mu Feng only felt a splitting headache, and he didn't have time to care about what these flashed fragments were.

After struggling for a long time, Mu Feng no longer had any strength, and gradually became quiet in the intense pain, but Mu Feng, who had become quiet at the moment, was a little accustomed to this burst of stinging, and was no longer as painful as before.

Mu Feng, who closed his eyes tightly, began to look at the information that filled his mind with his heart as Xiao Fan said, but this information was fleeting and difficult to capture, and after a while, Mu Feng passed out in this dazzling and intricate picture.

"You believe him? Don't want to believe me? ”

After Mu Feng passed out, a man wearing a black robe and a hat outside the broken courtyard wall, with a hideous ghost face on his face, suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Fan, and the eyes under the mask that shimmered red slightly made people shudder.

The black-clothed ghost-faced man's voice was extremely low and hoarse, and he felt that every word he said was stuck out of his throat, which was extremely ugly, and coupled with his hideous and terrifying ghost face, it was as creepy as a demon who had just crawled out of hell.

"Of course I believe you, but you're not like him." Xiao Fan looked at the ghost-faced man in front of him, and then looked at Mu Feng, who had fainted on the ground, and replied softly.

"What's the difference?" Ghostface asked in a frightened and hoarse voice.

"He's important to me, is there anything else you'd like to ask?" Xiao Fan smiled coldly and said bluntly without hesitation.

Hearing him say this, the Ghostface paused slightly, turned around and walked slowly in the direction he had come.

"Remember, I don't want you to have anything to do with him, he'll be your master in the future, understand?" Looking at the back of the ghost-faced man leaving, Xiao Fan's voice said to him indifferently and ruthlessly.

I don't know how long it took for Mu Feng to wake up in a daze, his whole body was sore, and he looked at the gray sky outside the window in a daze.

"How long have I been sleeping?" When Xiao Fan, who always had an indifferent smile on his face, walked into the room, Mu Feng sat up from the wooden bed with difficulty.

"Three days, it's really hard for you, this little thing can sleep for so long." Xiao Fan smiled bitterly and looked Mu Feng up and down before replying.

"Three days?" Mu Feng was surprised, he felt like he had just slept for a while, but he didn't expect to sleep for three days.

"The soul qi in your body has been consumed, this can be regarded as a side effect, I will inject your soul qi after two more days of rest." Xiao Fan said softly.

Mu Feng nodded, his whole body was sore, weak and weak, and his head was still faintly painful, which was really not suitable for any further cultivation.

"After all, this is a magic skill, and if you want to comprehend it, it is definitely not something that can be done overnight, take it slowly, and don't worry." Xiao Fan put the roast chicken and a pot of wine in his hand in front of Mu Feng's bed and said with a light smile.

"There's a question I've always wanted to ask you," looking at the roast chicken in front of the bed, Mu Feng smiled bitterly.

"Why do you keep bringing me roast chicken?" Under Xiao Fan's smiling gaze, Mu Feng pointed to the roast chicken wrapped in oiled paper and asked curiously.

"Well, it's convenient. It's enough to fill your stomach, don't expect me to change your way to please your appetite every day," Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, and then shrugged his shoulders and replied with a pretended helplessness.

Listening to his explanation, Mu Feng smiled dumbly, Mu Feng has never been particular about eating, but after eating the same food for more than a month, people will feel sick to their stomachs.

"My mind was in chaos, I couldn't see anything." After Mu Feng smiled, his brows furrowed and became a little low.

"You have to look with your heart, what your eyes see may not be real, and besides, this is too vain and expensive as a magic skill, how can it be captured by the naked eye?" Of course, Xiao Fan knew what Mu Feng was talking about, and he whispered to him at the moment.

"Feel it with your heart."

"Why don't you learn? It should be easy to learn with your strength, right? Mu Feng smiled bitterly, turned to look at the immature young man in front of him with a curious expression and asked.

"There is a specialization in art, it may not be a good thing to learn too much, those cultivators outside who have several or even dozens of mystic arts are not my opponents? Even if it's a miracle skill, it's not very attractive to me. Xiao Fan smiled indifferently and waved his hand and replied.

"So what appeals to you?" Faced with his answer, Mu Feng became interested instead, sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at him curiously, and asked.

"The only thing I'm interested in is seeing what kind of change your wind can bring to this decaying world!" Xiao Fan replied without hesitation.

Mu Feng smiled bitterly: "Answering non-questions, you are really good at it!" ”

"It's not that the answer is not asked, I have already told you what you want to know, this is the same as the Tai Xuan step that exists in your mind now, you need to understand it yourself." Xiao Fan waved his hand disapprethoughtly and replied.

"It's easy to say~" Mu Feng said with a wry smile, this kind of pain can only be experienced by himself, Mu Feng has lived for so many years or for the first time has the feeling that life is worse than death, even the pain of being burned by the fire is so worthless compared to the pain that he needs to endure to feel too empty.

"It's not an easy task to get a glimpse of its divine skills, and Chu Zhen probably hasn't fully comprehended this Taixu step, right?" Xiao Fan smiled.

Hearing him say this, Mu Feng suddenly remembered Lingxi, and looked at Xiao Fan in front of him with a complicated expression.

"I know what you're thinking." Xiao Fan took the initiative to speak.

"What?" Mu Feng frowned and wondered.

"I've seen the sword pattern on your arm, it's a treasure." Xiao Fan smiled lightly and pointed to Mu Feng's right arm and said softly.

Hearing him say this, Mu Feng's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the red-haired boy in front of him with an incredulous expression, could it be that he could read minds? How can he even know exactly what he thinks in his heart? Such a person is really terrible, do you still have secrets in front of him?

"Looks like I guessed right!" Seeing Mu Feng's shocked expression, Xiao Fan chuckled and shrugged his shoulders and continued.

"How do you know I'm thinking about it?" Mu Feng's brows furrowed, and he subconsciously touched the spirit rhino sword pattern on his right arm with his hand.

"You hesitated just now, it should have been associated with something, Taixu Step is a divine skill, what you can associate from it is definitely not an ordinary thing, in addition to the ancient god jade, there is only this strange sword pattern on your body, and the source of the power of the mysterious golden sword that you have repeatedly summoned should be this sword pattern engraved on your arm, so I thought of it!"

Xiao Fan smiled indifferently and seemed to be very confident in his judgment, his answer made Mu Feng unable to refute, Lingxi's secret has always been known by only three people, no, it should be said that only two people know it now, but now he was told because of his hesitation.

I have to say that the red-haired boy in front of him really makes Mu Feng feel terrible, his observation and insight are far beyond the reach of people, he can live so calmly and leisurely under the pursuit of the righteous path of the world is also his uniqueness, not all from his unfathomable strength, you must know that a mountain is higher than a mountain, even he himself said that there are many masters on the mainland that he dare not touch, otherwise he would not hide here.

"You're right, you must have studied it too, right?" Mu Feng lifted his sleeves to reveal the golden spirit rhino sword pattern, looked at it, and replied softly.

"Of course I've seen it, if I'm not mistaken, it should also be an artifact, I once tried to summon it but found that it was as useless as the ancient god jade, the artifact has its own spiritual intelligence, it should recognize you as the master, even if others get it, it won't help, so you don't have to worry about me killing people and taking treasures." Xiao Fan smiled lightly.

Mu Feng thought of the nine-tailed fox charm in the dungeon, and his heart was quite touched, a demon beast who had been waiting for her lover in the dungeon for hundreds of years, her love was much heavier than that of humans, and she wished to make the years quiet, the present world was stable, but the simple and beautiful wish was difficult to realize.

As soon as he thought of her gloomy back, Mu Feng was sad, affectionate since ancient times, and could persist in waiting for someone for hundreds of years, that person should be content.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Fan saw Mu Feng with a bitter smile on his face and a trance expression, and said curiously.

"Can't you read words?" Mu Feng chuckled, "Then guess what I'm thinking?" ”

"I'm not a fortune teller," Xiao Fan replied angrily by kicking him.

"This sword is called Lingxi, a token given by a man to a woman who is not a person, and it is not right, it should be said that it is the only thought left by a man to a woman!" Mu Feng stroked the Spirit Rhino Sword Pattern on his arm, and after a moment's words, he replied softly.

"Lingxi?" Xiao Fan's brows furrowed slightly, revealing a puzzled expression.

"You know?" Mu Feng was surprised.

Xiao Fan shook his head, his expression was complicated, and he fell into deep thought, and after a while, he muttered softly, "I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while."

"Have you heard?" Mu Feng was surprised, and then hurriedly got up from the bed, "Have you really heard of it?" ”

"I'm not sure, don't get so excited, one thing is for sure this thing should be an artifact."

Mu Feng grabbed Xiao Fan's shoulders, Xiao Fan, who was already half a head shorter than Mu Feng and looked thin and thin, looked even more immature when he was made like this, and hurriedly stepped back and kept a certain distance from Mu Feng, waving his hand at him again and again.

"Think about it?" Mu Feng nodded hurriedly and looked at him excitedly and expectantly.

If he could tell himself what kind of person the owner of the spirit rhino was, he would inevitably give the grace of the sword from Mei Ji, and Mu Feng would be able to answer the secret he still had in his heart.