In the mountains!

The vast white mist, like a fairyland, the surrounding beautiful spiritual mountain, looming in the white mist, only to see a slender young man, standing on a cyan long sword, walking through the mountain, sometimes hidden in the white mist, sometimes appearing in the field of vision.

If there are ordinary people here, they will definitely scream in surprise, and the gods will appear.

The person who flies this sword is naturally Xu Ran, Xu Ran is now at the fifth level of the Jade Qing Realm, and he can fly the sword as he wants.

After flying around the sword, Xu Ran returned to the top of Tongtian Peak, and then began to practice the "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao", and after running for two weeks, he stopped.

Xu Ran recalled the old man's swordsmanship in white in his mind, and then danced and performed that nameless swordsmanship, although it was not as perverted as the old man in white, but for Xu Ran now, it was enough.

In the future, I am ready to use this set of swordsmanship as a basis.

"You don't care at all" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from the side: "Did you do this to me?"

Xu Ran stopped suddenly, turned around, and saw the old man in white who didn't know when he appeared behind him, looking at him expressionlessly.

"What should I do," Xu Ran asked humbly.

"First let go of the mind, then mobilize the spiritual power in the body, take a good look" After Wan Jian finished speaking, he took out his sword and held it in his hand.

Suddenly gave Xu Ran a feeling of unity between man and sword.

Boom!

As soon as Wan Jian burst out of cultivation, the surrounding energy spread, the wind and sand walked away, the wrist flicked, and the spiritual power was injected into the long sword in his hand.

"When you enter a state of self-forgetfulness, you must exert force on your wrist and inject your spiritual energy into your magic weapon, and at the same time, your spirit must cooperate with the magic weapon, take the spirit as the guide, and control the magic weapon, just like me"

Wan Jian's wrist reversed as he spoke, and he saw that the edge covered by the long sword in his hand was condensed in an instant, turning into a dazzling light.

Wan Jian waved the long sword in his hand, and the dazzling sword qi condensed by the long sword suddenly burst out, and the sword light was bright, and it instantly slashed on a boulder in front of him.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the boulder shattered into countless small pieces of broken stone, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

"My sword technique, you don't need a profound Dao technique, you can also use it now, but it consumes a lot of your own vitality, you have to use the spiritual power of your whole body without reservation, you know" Wan Jianyi said coldly.

"In half a month, if you can swing a sword qi, I will teach you the whole set of sword techniques" After a pause, Wan Jian added a sentence and left in an instant.

As soon as Wan Jian came and went, Xu Ran was a little stunned.

Although Wan Jianyi left, Xu Ran fell into deep thought, recalling Wan Jianyi's words just now, and then let go of his mind, and the whole person entered the most relaxed state.

At this time, Xu Ran's mind and body are in the most relaxed state.

However, in the next moment, Xu Ran's whole body tensed, and he ran the "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao", mobilized all his spiritual power, gathered it into the hand holding the sword, and then passed it into the Qingfeng Sword with his hand.

Buzz!

The Qingfeng Sword suddenly trembled, there was a slight vibration sound, and it kept shaking, as if it had life, and it would come out of its hands at any time.

Xu Ran gritted his teeth, his arm was strong, and he clenched the Qingfeng Sword.

"Huh"

Xu Ran's wrist trembled, and the hand holding the Qingfeng Sword waved forward hard, slashing at a stone next to him, and the stone was torn apart.

"Hey, I obviously did it, but why didn't the sword qi appear" Xu Ran sighed with some regret, and then his brows twisted into a Sichuan character.

The old man in white used his sword qi to split a stone, but he used the edge of the Qingfeng Sword to split the stone, and the two were not comparable at all.

It seems that if you want the natal magic weapon to produce sword qi, it should have nothing to do with cultivation.

For several days, Xu Ran was working hard to cultivate, hoping that the Qingfeng Sword would be able to swing a sword qi, but to his disappointment, the Qingfeng Sword was infused with spiritual power, and its own attack increased, but it could not produce sword qi.

This made Xu Ran a little sad.

"If you want to cultivate sword qi, you need the magic weapon and the master's spirit to cooperate in order to stimulate the sword qi" Secretly, an inexplicable voice came.

Xu Ran heard it, the owner of this voice was an old man in white.

Xu Ran listened, and suddenly became enlightened, because of this long-term cultivation, although he mobilized all his spiritual power to infuse the Qingfeng Sword, the power of the Qingfeng Sword increased.

But it didn't reach the point of becoming one with the Qingfeng Sword.

Xu Ran understood where he had gone wrong, he had reached a dead end, and he only learned the moves of the old man in white, but he did not learn its essence.

After being secretly reminded by the old man in white, Xu Ran suddenly became enlightened.

Xu Ran once again poured spiritual power into the Qingfeng Sword, the Qingfeng Sword buzzed and trembled, and a snowy light bloomed on it, these were all sword rays, circulating on the surface of the Qingfeng Sword body.

Condensing the countless sword rays covering the Qingfeng Sword into a rope, it is sword qi.

This time, Xu Ran did not rush to swing the sword, but in the dark, he used his spirit to communicate with the Qingfeng Sword, and the Qingfeng Sword was psychic, and he could feel Xu Ran's joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Xu Ran gradually felt that he seemed to be integrated with the Qingfeng Sword, controlling the Qingfeng Sword with his mind, and at this moment, he seemed to have made contact with the Qingfeng Sword.

As soon as his mind moved, he saw that the countless sword intents on the surface of the Qingfeng Sword Sword began to tremble wildly, and then condensed, and finally turned into a snow-bright sword light.

This is a unique attack with spiritual power urging and covering the magic weapon, a sharp and incomparable sword aura.

Swish!

Xu Ran waved the Qingfeng Sword with his wrist, and saw that this invisible sword qi covering the surface of the Qingfeng Sword shot out in an instant and slashed on a stone.

Rumble!

The stone was torn apart in an instant.

"Hahaha, I finally did it" Xu Ran was overjoyed when he saw this scene, and he finally stimulated the sword qi covering the Qingfeng Sword.

This was the first time Xu Ran had cultivated sword qi in a few days.

This sword qi is like a real sword, but it is a few points sharper than a real sword, and the sharpness is incomparable, and everything in the world, the sword qi seems to be able to be easily cut off.

In order to verify his success, Xu Ran's mind moved, and the aura was infused with the Qingfeng Sword, and he found that the surface of the Qingfeng Sword was covered with a layer of sharp light.

Under his own mental control, this layer of light can be condensed into sword qi or dispersed into sword qi at will.

"Yes, it didn't disappoint me" A faint voice sounded from behind Xu Ran, Xu Ran turned his head and found the old man in white standing behind him, standing with his hands in his hands.

A pair of deep eyes with vicissitudes of life, with satisfied praise.

The other party is extremely talented, and his comprehension is also extremely good, and in just a few days, he can cooperate with the natal magic weapon to condense the sword qi.

Wan Jianyi is more satisfied with this.

Wan Jianyi made a decision in his heart to pass on the true trick of killing ghosts and gods to Xu Ran.

(End of chapter)