Xu Han frowned and opened his eyes, looked at the old man beside him, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

The look on Wang Yangming's face was also a little solemn, and he looked Xu Han up and down as if he was looking at a strange thing.

"I have continuously poured the violent sword intent in the Sword Tomb into your body with secret methods, even if you are a kendo idiot, as long as you can withstand this sword intent, you can also condense the rudiments of the sword spirit to some extent. ”

"Why can't you do it?" Wang Yangming seemed to ask, and seemed to be muttering to himself.

Xu Han shrugged his shoulders, he thought about the two days of sitting cross-legged in the Sword Tomb, but he had nothing to gain, so he could only reluctantly admit a fact: "Maybe I'm not even a kendo idiot." ”

Wang Yangming stretched out his hand and pressed on his shoulder at that time, and a mighty sword intent suddenly poured into Xu Han's body, and Xu Han couldn't react so much that he could only let the sword intent enter his body. After the hundred breaths, Wang Yangming frowned and withdrew his hand, and also withdrew the sword intent that was wandering in Xu Han's body.

"Did Uncle Shi see something?" asked Xu Han.

"There is an incomparable will within you that prevents your mind from condensing into a spirit. Wang Yangming said in a deep voice, but surprisingly did not ask what the will in Xu Han's body was.

And Xu Han was also surprisingly calm about this answer, he shrugged his shoulders again, and said: "It seems that the disciple can't condense into a sword spirit, and he really has the teachings of the master." ”

Wang Yangming stared at Xu Han with his cloudy eyes, and he lowered his voice and muttered, "No, it must be possible." ”

......

On the battlefield outside the Sword Tomb, the killing continued.

The sword intent shrouded in the battlefield was pervasive, so thick that it almost condensed into substance. It was the thing that those dead sword spirits and divine swords emanated, like unjust souls who had died unexpectedly, crying and roaring.

"Uncle..."Xu Han listened to the words spit out of Wang Yangming's mouth, the pupils in his eyes suddenly dilated, and the old man with a hideous expression at this moment made Xu Han's heart feel a chill, and he was suddenly a little unsure whether the old man in front of him was the kind old man in the mouth of the sea and ink dust.

The sword spirits are still dying in battle, but the old man is still not moving.

And just after a few breaths, the old man's hand suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it towards the void, and Meng Liang, Qin Keqing, and even Xuan'er and Woo, who were fighting bloodily in the battlefield, were all under his grip at this time, and their bodies involuntarily flew upside down to Xu Han's side, and then a sword light sprinkled down, and their surroundings were filled with a sword array that trapped them firmly at that time.

Meng Liang, who had fallen into a vicious dog and ate, stood up from the ground in embarrassment, he looked at Wang Yangming, and asked puzzledly: "Old man, what are you going to do?"

The old man did not answer this question, but said to himself: "These 36,000 sword spirits absorb the sword intent in the tomb day and night, and the power contained in it is incomparable, at this moment the sword spirit is all killed, and the sword intent is gathered here, this sword intent is from the sword spirit, which contains the spirit body, I will infuse this sword intent into the body of the two of you with a secret method, and the two of you can condense the sword spirit with this sword intent, and even break through the shackles of heaven and earth, and ascend to the fairyland!"

"What?" Meng Liang's face changed when he heard this.

And Xu Han on the side was even more angry, he remembered the conversation with Wang Yangming in the depths of the Sword Tomb that day, and then asked incredulously: "You are doing this just to let me condense into a sword spirit?"

Facing the questioning of the two, the expression on Wang Yangming's face was indifferent as usual: "Only by becoming an immortal can you keep this fierce sword." ”

His tone was so calm, so calm that it was hard to question his words, so calm that one could almost ignore the fact that it was at the cost of the lives of tens of thousands of sword spirits.

And the more this is the case, the more Xu Han feels that the old man in front of him is so unfamiliar...

"What am I going to do with such an immortal made of flesh and blood?" Xu Leng lowered his face and asked with a calm brow.

Wang Yangming calmly responded to Xu Han's question: "The sword spirit is not a human. ”

When these words came out, Xu Han's face changed suddenly, although the sword spirit is not a real person, but he is born with spiritual wisdom and can even talk to people, can such an existence really look down on his life and death because of the sentence "He is not a human"?

Xu Han couldn't accept such logic, he said, "So what?"

"Life and death are not important to the sword spirit, this point, you are not the sword spirit you can never understand, you just need to accept this gift quietly, worthy of this gift. Wang Yangming said lightly.

"You are also not a sword spirit, can you really understand that they don't care about their own life and death?" Xu Han's tone was a little louder, of course he understood that this was not the best time for infighting, but after experiencing the change in the dragon and snake twin method in Chang'an City, Xu Han felt extreme about judging the life and death of others based on his own wishful thinking.

What's more, Wang Yangming also asked him to nourish his body with the sword intent after the death of the sword spirit, so as to ascend to the fairyland.

In Xu Han's opinion, what is the difference between such an act and the ghost that eats human flesh and blood?

Thinking of this, Xu Han's eyes were full of anger, and he was about to say something more, but before he could say anything, he stopped again.

He widened his eyes and looked at the old man, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world - at that time, Wang Yangming's body suddenly began to blur, Xu Han saw it clearly, this old man who was called the number one sword immortal in the world had no entity, and his body was also a thing condensed by majestic sword intent - he had no body, he was also a sword spirit!!

Xu Han's mind was turbulent at that moment, and his chest was like a hammer, and he couldn't help himself.

"The sword spirit is the sword, it is the spirit. ”

"Whether they are or I, they all carry the will of the person who held the sword at the beginning, and they have lived in the Sword Tomb year after year, we are lonely, we are covered with dust, and we think day and night about the appearance of the original sword holder. ”

"We were born for them, but we cannot die for them. ”

"We can only follow their last wishes, guard the sword tomb, and guard the fierce sword. Nothing else is more important to us. ”

"You inherit this gift and protect the fierce sword, this is the best respect for the sword spirit. ”

Wang Yangming said this, the sword intent between heaven and earth began to surge, and vaguely there seemed to be one figure after another behind him, they were male or female, old or young, they stood together, like heaven and earth descending into the world, the corners of their mouths were smiling, and their eyebrows were full of calm.

They looked at Xu Han and Meng Liang as if they were looking at the sword-wielding man back then.

So they opened their mouths, and their voices came together like the murmurs of a saint, like the sound of the heavens.

"I will forge your sword, and your heart will inherit my way. ”

"This way is unbreakable, how can I say that I have been destroyed?"