This light and shadow with a knife-like shape is called Amazing Immortal, also called Amazing Immortal Slash, and it is Xie Feihong's companion soul.

This kind of fantasy thing naturally cannot be the product of the low-martial world of Lu Xiaofeng's legend, and its real source is the magnificent high-martial or even immortal martial world where Xie Feihong is located.

In that world, everyone has their own companion soul, and there are many different types. However, usually a person's awakened companion soul often represents the person's talent, which is why Xie Feihong wants to abandon the sword and practice the sword.

Gently waved the amazing immortal in his hand, savoring the bond between the soul and the soul. The feeling of breaking through that had slowly faded resurfaced in Xie Feihong's heart, and Xie Feihong felt that this feeling this time was even stronger, so strong that it was as if that new world would enter it as long as he tore it gently.

Calm down, swing the knife, slash! A ray of light swept by, wind, sound, time, space, as if everything in front of Xie Feihong was going to be cut in half in front of this knife!

"So that's the case, this should be the so-called breath of all things," Xie Feihong stood with a knife in his hand, his eyes slightly blind, savoring the sky he had entered.

As a time-traveler in the era of information explosion, Xie Feihong has also chased some programs, one of which is called One Piece, and the Japanese comic is one of the best in these programs.

In the past, Xie Feihong never understood what the so-called breath of all things was in the realm of sword heroes in One Piece. And now, he understood.

Now in his eyes and heart, these plants and trees are alive, the mountains and rocks are alive, the flowing water is alive, the wind is alive, even the sound is alive, and his knife is naturally alive!

Since it is alive, it can naturally be killed! And this is why the same is iron, and the other can cut off the other. It's all the same thing, one is killed! Naturally, it's not the same. It is natural to be cut off.

Raising the Amazing Immortal in his hand again, and then splitting it, Xie Feihong wanted to take the opportunity of his current thoughts to remember this feeling in his heart and engrave it in his soul.

And it was just such a split, Xie Feihong got into trouble. He forgot to restrain his qi, and directly followed his feelings, infusing the qi in his body that had been condensed through the mental method brought by his own high-martial world into the astonishing immortals, and then slashed it out with the power to cut off the breath of all things. So I saw a silver slash break through the knife and cut directly to the sword mound a hundred steps away.

Looking at the slash that flew out and then disappeared a hundred steps away, although it didn't seem that there was anything wrong, Xie Feihong still couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart. So Xie Feihong even put today's homework aside for the time being, and rushed to the place where the slash disappeared with the startling immortal.

After a few leaps, I came to the place where the slash disappeared, and found that this was the outer wall of the place where the previous owners of the village sat in the sword mound. Xie Feihong hesitated, but still lightly touched the outer wall with his finger that seemed to be undamaged, but could no longer feel its breathing.

Rumble! Xie Feihong's fingers had just touched it, and before he had even used force, he saw that the outer wall had directly slid down a knife edge as smooth as a mirror and collapsed, stirring up countless smoke and dust. Looking at this mess, Xie Feihong's unshaken face couldn't help but change. The bad premonition was fulfilled, and he demolished the outer wall of the ancestral tomb.

Although Xie Feihong doesn't care about many things in this world, it doesn't mean that Xie Feihong can tear down people's ancestral graves with peace of mind. Therefore, Xie Feihong didn't care about today's homework, and directly dispersed the companion soul in his hand, and then prepared to see if he could rescue the ancestral tomb of Shenjian Villa.

Carefully put together a piece of broken outer wall to patch it up, and before Xie Feihong could relax, he felt a strong wind sweep over the area, and then, Xie Feihong watched the pile of outer walls that he had just placed collapse again, making Xie Feihong stiffen and messy in the wind.

Maybe it was because of the sudden strong wind, or maybe it was because of the shaking when the outer wall collapsed just now. After the outer wall in front of Xie Feihong's eyes collapsed again, the inner wall of the sword tomb in the opposite direction of Xie Feihong actually collapsed, which also made Xie Feihong, who was in the mess, press his hand heavily on his forehead.

"Bastard!" At this time, Xie Feihong didn't know whether to scold the wind or himself. In short, his mind was rather confused.

I hurriedly walked a few steps and walked to the other end of the inner wall. Now that the wall is still secondary, the most critical thing is that Xie Feihong wants to see if his knife has split the corpses of the Xie family's ancestors sitting in it for generations.

took out the fire fold and put it slightly in the gap in the inner wall, waited for a while, and found that it was not extinguished, Xie Feihong couldn't help but step into it. Well, there is no smell of decay, and it seems that this place was originally designed to be well ventilated, and it seems that it was not a little bothered.

took a photo with a fire fold and found that there was a torch next to it, so Xie Feihong directly lit it. After the torch was lit, Xie Feihong glanced at it and couldn't help but let out a sigh, because there happened to be no sitting bones in this direction.

Just as Xie Feihong was about to turn around and leave, and then admit his mistake to the old housekeeper and ask him to send someone to repair this side, suddenly Xie Feihong's afterglow seemed to have swept something, so he couldn't help but stop, leaned down and came to the side.

This is? Xie Feihong, who was squatting on the ground, couldn't help but gently wipe the ground with his sleeve robe, and saw a very clear line of words exposed under the dust. Of course, this is not a martial arts secret book, but some bits and pieces of his life written by a Xie family ancestor before he died, which has some autobiographical implications.

However, they are not martial arts cheats, just for ordinary people. For people who have cultivated to a certain level of martial arts, every stroke of this autobiography before death is the heart of the ancestor of the Xie family, his sword, in their eyes!

"Good sword!" Xie Feihong praised.

As the young owner of Shenjian Villa, although he doesn't practice swords, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand. There is a saying that if you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you can sing them if you can't compose poems. Nearly 100 books of all kinds of swordsmanship cheats, several of which are put in the rivers and lakes, and can even make people in the rivers and lakes break their heads.

There are no entertainment activities in this era, so Xie Feihong is at least good at kendo theory. Coupled with the fact that the sword skills are close to the completion of this world, he can naturally see how amazing and good the sword contained in this autobiography is!

Savoring the sword rhyme in this, many of them even began to slowly integrate into Xie Feihong's knife.

"Good! Good! Feeling the slight change in his knife, although the change was minimal, it was enough to make Xie Feihong's eyes wander, because this kind of change was difficult for Xie Feihong to cultivate no matter how hard he cultivated.

So Xie Feihong couldn't help but extinguish the idea of preparing to go out for the time being, and at the same time greedily looked at the place where the other Xie family ancestors were sitting.

Torches were lit along the walls, and soon the inner area of the sword shrine, which was half the size of a football field, was like daylight.

Xie Feihong hurriedly walked up to a few ancestors of the Xie family, and gently swept the dust on the ground in front of them with his sleeve robe. Sure enough, they all left something behind, some left autobiographies like the ancestors of the Xie family, and some left the names of the people and opponents they cared about very much. But no matter what it is, what remains between the lines is their perception of their own heart, the pursuit of the sword.

"Treasure land! I'm so lucky! ”