Chapter Eighty-Nine: Lingyun in Hand
With the sword in hand, the bento is unsheathed!
This is a giant sword with a dark body, the sword body is as dark as the night, but the darkness is shining with bursts of thundercloud patterns, and under the light, the edge is full of mystery.
Excluding the weight of the scabbard, the weight of the sword body has reached a million! Coupled with its thickness and width, it is really domineering when held in the hand!
After staring at the giant sword for a long time, Xiao Feng suddenly raised his head and laughed, and the laughter stirred in all directions.
Not for anything else, just because he was too happy! I thought that the sword had been reduced to a pair of scraps, but I didn't expect that it was not only intact, but also a peerless treasure!
Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a rare sword! Fortunately, I hit a drop of essence blood at the last moment!"
"Blue Bird, the sword will be forged and it will be named, what do you think I should give it a name?"
Hearing this, the blue bird just shook his head.
Xiao Feng couldn't help but smile, in fact, this question was just raised by him.
To be honest, even his name was chosen by others, and it was really not what he was good at. So Xiao Feng fell into deep thought for a while
"You were originally a nameless meteorite from outside the sky from nowhere, and then came to Qingyun Mountain with me, and now you have been forged into a sword in your hand!
Listening to Xiaofeng's self-talk, the blue bird on the side raised its head and chirped.
Looking at the blue bird on the side, Xiao Feng couldn't help but think of Qing Yanran, remembered the past of the two, and in an instant, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, as if he had an idea in his heart.
"If you have the Lingyun Sword in your hand, you can split the mountain and cut the sun!"
"Blue Bird, in the past, you used to laugh at when I could get the Lingyun Sword, and now... Isn't it in my hand?"
"Okay! From now on, I will call you Lingyun Sword!" Ye Feng said leisurely to the sword in his hand.
Not to mention that the blue bird on the side chirped loudly, and seemed to like the name very much, but the giant sword actually made a buzzing sound out of thin air, and seemed to be very satisfied with his new name.
Xiao Feng didn't know what Ling Yunjian had experienced at the last moment, not only was it safe and sound, but it was also very well formed.
But one thing is certain, that is, Lingyun Sword already has a certain spirituality. I can't help but be glad that I integrated the essence blood into it at the last moment, otherwise how could I be its master!
"Now... I'm going to bury you underground again, and when your sword spirit is fully mature, I'll come and get you again!"
As soon as the words fell, Xiao Feng returned the sword into the sheath, and then threw it vigorously into the pit.
With a low shout, I saw him infuse his palms with spiritual power and push it out.
"Bang bang bang..."
With a roar, all the surrounding soil was driven into the pit, and the deep pit was filled in instantly.
The reason why he wanted to bury the Lingyun Sword here, Xiao Feng had his own considerations.
Because the essence of the underground here is very rich, after absorbing the essence for a long time, it can become a sword full of spirituality!
Although the Lingyun Sword now has spirituality, it is still far from enough for Xiao Feng!
Thinking that the Lingyun Sword had been successfully refined, and that it had broken through to the Spirit Sect due to a blessing in disguise, Xiao Feng actually felt very embarrassed.
Thinking about it carefully, more than 50 years have passed since I came to Qingyun Mountain.
"It's been fifty years! It's been fifty years!" Xiao Feng couldn't help but look at the blue bird, his eyes full of emotion.
"Blue Bird, if you and I are mortals, we are already old men in our seventies!"
Between sighs, Xiao Feng couldn't help but think of the old grandson, the shopkeeper who gave him selfless help.
He is just an ordinary mortal, I am afraid that he has already been buried in the loess and turned into a pair of dry bones.
Yes, in the merciless river of time, human beauty and youth are just fireworks in an instant, which dissipate in the blink of an eye.
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng hurriedly put away his thoughts, he had just arrived at the Spirit Sect, and in terms of cultivation and state of mind, he still needed to be further stabilized.
If the mind is disturbed and affects the state of mind, it will be an extremely troublesome thing.
Although he controlled his thoughts in time, he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to close his eyes.
The reason why Xiaofeng did this is mainly to adjust his thoughts and stabilize his mind. Moreover, he also wanted to take this opportunity to make his cultivation stable and stable, and completely stand in the realm of the Spirit Sect, so as not to cause any inexplicable incidents in the future.
Seeing that the breeze was settled, the blue bird on the side simply slept on the ground and closed its eyes.
The blue bird has been with Xiao Feng for more than ten years, and if he hadn't seen him unconscious, he would have fallen asleep a long time ago.
In this way, a man and a bird will settle down again, and this uninhabited world will return to its original silence.
Only the medicinal herbs in the medicine garden continue to grow, and the fire of the sun on Qingyun Mountain radiates endlessly, selflessly shining on this piece of heaven and earth that only belongs to it.
Time flies, and time comes again ten years later.
This time, it was the small wind that broke the silence.
At this time, I saw that his eyes were wide open, and two rays of light shot out of it, and the light shot straight into the distance, blasting out two stone caves about five or six inches in diameter on the mountain.
Looking closely, there was a finger-sized red dot on Xiao Feng's forehead flashing at this moment, as if something was about to shoot out of it.
However, after two or three breaths, the red dot disappeared into nothingness.
Immediately, I saw him take a long breath and slowly gather his mind, and at the same time, the light in his eyes disappeared, and he slowly stood up.
"The blue bird has been forging swords with me for more than ten years, and it has consumed too much energy, I'm afraid it will sleep for a long time!"
Looking at the bluebird that was still asleep beside him, Xiao Feng let out a long sigh.
Many times, Xiao Feng often thinks about how he would face her if Qing Yanran didn't become a blue bird, and the two of them were in the same place and had an extraordinary relationship.
But what he didn't expect was that Qing Yanran would survive in this way, and her intelligence was greatly reduced, as if there was no one else in her eyes except herself!
"Perhaps... That's the best outcome!"
In Xiaofeng's opinion, whether she is Qing Yanran or Blue Bird, he has made it an inseparable relative.
After making up his mind, he didn't think much else, his spiritual power activated, and he flew to the medicine garden on the other side of the mountain.
At this time, the medicinal materials in the medicine garden were still the same. Seeing this, Xiao Feng was secretly glad that he had placed the place where the sword was forged far away from the medicine garden, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
Looking at the vigorous medicinal herbs that were all ripe at this time, most of them were thousands of years old, Xiao Feng's heart was indescribably happy with the harvest.
Now that the herbs are ripe, Xiao Feng picks and packs them one by one, leaving the seeds and tubers for them to continue growing.
It took more than three hours before and after the medicine garden was reorganized.
Immediately, he flew to the foot of the mountain, and once again bought all the things he had with him into the pit he had dug before.
The reason why Xiaofeng did this was because he had the experience of the last time, and that experience saved him everything.
And now more than sixty years have passed, but he still has no way to do the sun fire on the top of the mountain, and there is no trace of the Dading he is looking for.
Xiao Feng knew that the only thing he could do at the moment if things wanted to develop further was to continue his cultivation.
But if he wanted to continue practicing this method, he had to go somewhere!
There, Xiaofeng didn't have much confidence in himself, so he could only hold the fearlessness of nine deaths!