"What kind of cultivation do you want to achieve?"

Yi Qingfan cut the railway. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lowest Heavenly Level."

Mo Yanyun said solemnly.

"Heaven level?"

Yi Qingfan was a little hesitant at first, "Huh? He said:

"How long will it take to reach the Heavenly Level?"

Mo Yanyun hesitated for a while, he didn't know how to answer, and he didn't want to lie to Yi Qingfan, but fortunately it was better to say it directly.

"I don't know."

Mo Yanyun didn't want to deceive Yi Qingfan, he only had Emperor Wu cultivating now, so he didn't know how to answer Yi Qingfan's question.

"Oh!"

Yi Qingfan let out an "oh", and his expression changed: "Since this is the case, then I'll try to cultivate to the heavenly level, how difficult it can be!" ”

Mo Yanyun smiled softly and said, "Heaven level!" Hehe! For 10,000 years, in my cognition, there was only one heaven-level martial artist. ”

Yi Qingfan was puzzled: "Only one?" ”

Mo Yanyun nodded and said, "Not bad!" He is the supreme ruler of the Western Continent, the 'Founding Fatian'.

"Founding Dharma"

Yi Qingfan read it a few times in a distraction.

"Magic was not favored by martial artists in the past, and it was not until the 'Founding Fatian' discovered the existence of the magic factor and cultivated the magic factor into magic power, thus producing a new generation of magic, that it was valued by the martial artists. Therefore, the 'Founding Fatian' is the originator of magic, and it is also recognized as the strongest person in the Demon Martial Continent. ”

Mo Yanyun praised, but he didn't see Yi Qingfan's face a little strange at this time.

After hearing this, Yi Qingfan's expression was shocked, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "'Founding Fatian' is a 'Founding Fatian', today I, Yi Qingfan, swear to the sky!" From today on, I, Yi Qingfan, will change my life against the sky, how about a year, how about a month, and what about a day, as long as I Yi Qingfan lives for a day, I vow to sprint to the heavenly level. Even if the road ahead is an abyss and a mountain of swords, it can't stop me from moving forward, nor can it extinguish my heart as a strong man. ”

After saying this, Yi Qingfan suddenly pulled out his long sword from the table, and slashed his right palm with a sword, scattering the gushing blood into the air.

Bellowed:

"Sprinkle blood in the sky today, and fight with swords for nine days tomorrow. Brother Mo! Today, only you are here, you are a witness, if you violate today's determination in the future, I wish heaven and earth to perish, never beyond life. ”

Yi Qingfan didn't notice that when he said these words, the half-truncated sword in the dantian was flashing with black light, and a strange power was emitted from the broken sword, wandering through Yi Qingfan's whole body bloodline.

At this time, Mo Yanyun was completely shocked by Yi Qingfan's words, and he suddenly had a feeling that Yi Qingfan at this time was like a god of war in the nine heavens, a god blocked and killed a god, and a Buddha blocked and killed a Buddha, with a strong momentum, even his emperor-level masters were a little jealous.

"It's ...... It's ....."

Mo Yanyun was shocked for a long time, and finally blurted out.

"This is the spirit of a king! This is the spirit of a king! Ha ha! I really didn't misread you, I didn't think you had the spirit of a king! ”

Yi Qingfan restrained his domineering spirit and asked softly, "The king's qi?" ”

At this time, he had regained his composure, but he did not forget the vow he had just made as a child's play, but engraved it deeply in his heart.

"The king's qi varies from person to person, everyone has the king's qi in their body, some people are born with talent and intelligence and can use it, and some people are not very talented, but they can develop it through hard work in the future, but even so, in the average of one million people in the monster continent, only one person can use the king's qi. With the spirit of a king, even if you don't have my guidance in your future cultivation path, you will definitely not take a detour. ”

Mo Yanyun said excitedly.

Just when Yi Qingfan didn't think so.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in my head.

"Boy! Congratulations! I didn't expect us to meet so soon. ”

Yi Qingfan exclaimed: "Who is it?" ”

He brought the sword in his hand to his chest and made a look of being ready to strike at any time.

Seeing Yi Qingfan like this, Mo Yanyun hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yi Qingfan's face sank: "Someone is here." ”

Mo Yanyun's expression froze: "It's impossible to ......"

At this time, the old man's voice sounded again, appearing in the minds of Yi Qingfan and Mo Yanyun at the same time.

"Haha! What's impossible, little one? ”

Mo Yanyun said with a solemn expression:

"Be careful! It could be heaven-level! ”

Mo Yanyun was confident that with his form, it would be impossible for the lord to discover him, and he would be at least heaven-level, and he was also a high-level heaven-level martial artist.

The old voice sounded again.

"Haha! Bub! Your guts are too small. ”

Yi Qingfan said sharply: "Who are you?" ”

At the same time, he asked the question in Mo Yanyun's heart.

The old voice said, "Who am I?" Who am I? Alas! It's been a long time, and I can't remember it myself....."

"Humph! Don't pretend to be a ghost here, if you have the ability, come out. ”

Yi Qingfan didn't know where he got the courage, knowing that the other party might be a heaven-level martial artist, but when he spoke, he was not polite at all, as if he was like a king, the whole world, only me.

Mo Yanyun knew that the reason why Yi Qingfan had such momentum was due to the king's qi, as long as he had the king's qi, he would have the king's heart, so that he could be unscrupulous and move forward, now because Yi Qingfan's cultivation is low, it can't reflect the role of the king's qi, when Yi Qingfan's cultivation is high, just this king's momentum can deter the enemy.

"Come out..... hehe! I want to figure it out, but it's up to you kid to figure it out. ”

The old man's voice sounded again, and the one in his mouth was Yi Qingfan.

"Rely on me?"

Yi Qingfan became puzzled.

"Haha! I am the spirit of the Heavenly Sword, you are the Lord of the Heavenly Sword, I don't rely on you to rely on anyone! ”

The old voice sounded again, and the laughter shook their heads numb.

"What! You are the Spirit of the Heavenly Sword! That is to say, this is really a heavenly sword. ”

Mo Yanyun was surprised, but there was a lot of clarity in his heart.

"That's right!"

The old man's voice was very sure.

Yi Qingfan was puzzled: "You say that I am the Lord of the Heavenly Sword? ”

"Yes!"

The old man's voice said:

"The Heavenly Sword was damaged ten thousand years ago, and I fell into a deep sleep as a sword spirit, but for some reason, I was awakened by your kid!"

The old voice smiled.

"It's just that although I am a sword spirit, I am not a heavenly sword, the body of the heavenly sword is seriously damaged, if you want the heavenly sword to revive the majesty of the year, the only way to restore the heavenly sword is to dominate the situation."

"I see!"

When Mo Yanyun heard this, he suddenly realized.

"Is the Heavenly Sword powerful?"

Yi Qingfan said disapprerovingly, now he is more and more convinced that he has come to a world of martial arts novels, and even he is thinking, could it be that he is dreaming now, but if he is dreaming, it is too real.

"'Is the Heavenly Sword powerful?' This question can only be asked by you kid, if other martial artists hear this, they will definitely laugh off their big teeth, if you let other martial artists know that you are the master of the Heavenly Sword, I am afraid that with your current cultivation, you will not survive for three days if you desperately hide. ”

Mo Yanyun looked disdainful.

Until now, he still doesn't believe it, why did the Heavenly Sword appear here, could it really be that Jiang Tianyun in Yi Qingfan's mouth gave it to Yi Qingfan, but a treasure like the Heavenly Sword is not something that anyone can give, could it be that Yi Qingfan still has some secrets, but he doesn't know it yet.

"Boy! Of course, the Heavenly Sword is powerful, much more powerful than those seven guys. ”

Sword Spirit said softly, but there was a smug look in his words.

"Those seven guys? What those seven guys? ”

Yi Qingfan seemed to sense something, and hurriedly asked.

"Those seven guys! They are ....."

As soon as Jian Ling was halfway through speaking, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and disguised:

"Nothing? It's just seven old immortals. Now you know it's useless. When I woke up, I found that there were two contracts in your body at the same time, and it was a good thing that you little guy did. ”

Yi Qingfan said in his heart: "How can this sword spirit look the same as Mo Yanyun, and he only talks halfway. What is the connection between the Heavenly Sword and the Seven Guys and the Nine Realms and the Eight Peerless, there must be a secret in this. ”

Mo Yanyun was shocked when he heard the words of the sword spirit, thinking that you can also see this, it is worthy of the heavenly sword sword spirit, and said with a smile: "Senior! When I broke through the bottleneck, my body was damaged, and by chance, I survived in a soul state, so I could only live on Yi Fan's body. ”

"And whatever!"

Sword Spirit asked.

"And.... And...."

Mo Yanyun thought for a while, thinking that there was still a contract between Yi Qingfan and Qiu Fan, and said respectfully: "My brother was originally not from the Demon Martial Continent, but was brought over by me from a place called the earth, and because his physique has no way to survive here alone, I have no choice but to let him sign a contract with the spirit beast, and with the help of the spirit beast system, he will be reborn and let him survive in the Demon Martial Continent." ”

In Mo Yanyun's opinion, there is no need to hide the sword spirit, because since the sword spirit said that Yi Qingfan is the master of the heavenly sword, it means that everything the sword spirit does is for Yi Qingfan's good, and now the sword spirit questions himself like this, and it is also natural for the sword spirit to question himself like this.

Hearing this, the sword spirit said with interest: "I see that your cultivation is only at the emperor level, but you can turn into a soul form and be immortal, and you can also bring people from the other world, I'm afraid it's not that simple." ”

When Mo Yanyun and Yi Qingfan heard this, they were stunned at the same time, Yi Qingfan thought to himself: "Could it be that Brother Mo is still hiding some secrets that he hasn't told himself...... Probably not! ”

Turning his head to look at Mo Yanyun.

I saw that Mo Yanyun was also shocked at this time, and cold sweat continued to overflow on his forehead.

And all this was in Yi Fan's eyes, but it made Yi Qingfan a little vigilant, and said in his heart: "Could it be that Brother Mo really has something to hide from himself?" ”

The sword spirit saw that Mo Yanyun was silent for a long time.

"Since that's the case, then let me use the 'Soul Dementoring Dafa' to check it out."

"What! Soul Dafa! ”

Before Mo Yanyun could stop him, a strange force appeared on Mo Yanyun's head, and under the traction of this force, a series of memory images flashed in front of his eyes like a movie.

The laughter and play in childhood, the carefree in childhood, the love and hatred in youth, the fear and regret in the face of death, and the strange encounters after death, scene by scene, little by little, paragraph by paragraph, a short and rich life, can't help but evoke Mo Yanyun's memories.

Just when Mo Yanyun was immersed in his memories, suddenly that strange power disappeared, and the picture in Mo Yanyun's mind also stopped.

The old voice of the sword spirit said, "No wonder! No wonder! For you are the descendant of that man. ”

"The descendants of that man? Which person! ”

Yi Qingfan thought in his heart.

Yi Qingfan glanced at Mo Yanyun and found that Mo Yanyun was frowning, looking pensive, as if he was also thinking about who "that person" was.

Sure enough, Mo Yanyun still couldn't hold back the question in his heart and asked.

"Senior! I don't know what you mean by 'that person'....."

The sword spirit didn't answer and asked, "Did you ever have a serious illness?" ”

Mo Yanyun replied with some surprise: "Yes! ”

He said in his heart: "When I was ten years old, I suddenly got a serious illness and was in a coma for seven days and seven nights. It's just that in addition to taking care of his mother who has been taking care of him, even his father who went out on a mission didn't know about it, why did the sword spirit know, was it because of the 'Soul Dementoring Dafa'? It's also not right, the 'Soul Dementoring Dafa' can only see a person's experience in general, and it is impossible to look at it so carefully. ”

The sword spirit continued, "That time you were in a coma for seven days and seven nights! Right! ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yanyun blurted out: "How do you know! ”