Chapter 9: The Beginning of the Evil Sword

The five spirits are restrained, the qi is resisted, the sword is resisted by the qi, and the flying is flying.

The sword is made of iron, because of the attachment and psychic, because of the heart, because of the blood and live, because of the evil thoughts and death, the art of the sword, lies in pranayama, holding the yuan and keeping one, reciprocating cycle, endless......

In the cave, Yu Qian, dressed in white, sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, silently reciting the mantra of the sword art he had obtained from Wei Gong, and in front of him lay an open thin book, and on his lap there was still the bronze long sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It had been less than a day since he came to the cave. At this moment, he was engrossed in his attention, and he couldn't wait to cultivate.

"This sword technique is still relatively easy compared to the method of the three clearings, as long as there are no accidents, I believe it won't be long before I can fly with the sword. Yu Yan opened his eyes with an excited expression on his face.

However, just as he reached out and stroked the bronze sword. Suddenly, he only felt a coolness behind him, and then his eyes went black, and he fainted......

"Guy, what a waste human, but this is just right, I don't have to spend much energy to control this corpse body!"

At this time, Yu Qian's eyes were red, his face was a little twitching, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously outlined a strange arc.

Only Yu Gan, who is self-cultivation, is the opponent of the demon generals! The latter's soul has invaded Yu Gan's body, and in an instant, it has gradually begun to dominate Yu Gan's self-consciousness.

"Hmm, I still want to struggle!" Feeling that Yu Yan still had a trace of consciousness, the demon general was a little surprised. At this moment, his consciousness had taken control of Yu Gan's body.

With a backhand grab, the bronze long sword that was lying on his knee was already in his hand. The next moment......

"Poof!"

The most direct way for a spirit to control a body that is not its own body is to make the owner of this body disappear completely!

I saw that "Yu Qian" was holding the bronze long sword expressionlessly and plunged straight into his chest, his eyes were dull, and bright red blood continued to spurt out, completely dyeing the original bronze long sword red.

At this moment, the demon general, who had completely controlled Yu Gan's body, was obviously very satisfied with this corpse body, however, just as "he" got up to take a good look at "his" body......

"Evil thoughts, blood, who woke me up?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice rang out from the sword.

"What! no......" The demon general was shocked, but before he could finish speaking, his consciousness was strangled by a majestic force. The originally extremely hideous face of "Yu Qian" gradually eased, and his face became more and more pale.

"How long has you slept in this sleep? What time is it?"

I heard the majestic voice again. The next moment, a white mist-like air mass slowly emerged from the bronze long sword.

And as soon as this white air mass appeared, everything in the heavens and the earth seemed to stand still.

The air mass was suspended on the long sword that was still inserted in his chest at this moment, and the aura emanating from its body caused the space around Yu to constantly change and distort...

"Hey, no, I feel the breath of my generation clinging to an enchantment. Since ancient times, the universe has been divided into many different planes, perhaps this is one of the weakest planes, right?"

"Very weak human, I have absorbed your heart's blood, and it is you who have awakened me from my slumber. From now on, I'll be with you!"

The bronze longsword had been drawn automatically, and then a substantial-like light shot out from the air mass, and in an instant, it disappeared into the bloody hole in Yu Yan's chest. The bloody hole pierced by the sword was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Yu Geng's consciousness is blank.

After a while, the wound on Yu Geng's chest was as good as ever.

"What's the matter, why did I suddenly fall asleep!" At this time, Yu Yan slowly opened his eyes, propped himself up and sat up, rubbed his brows and said.

"Boy, if you hadn't been saved by me, you would have been reincarnated. When Yu Yan was wondering, an inexplicable voice suddenly sounded.

The sudden sound of this voice made Yu Yan couldn't help but be shocked, and he was extremely vigilant and didn't care about the content of these words. Instead, he looked around hurriedly, but strangely there was no one to see.

"What a foolish boy...... "The voice came again, like a long sigh.

Yu Yan was shocked to find that his bronze long sword actually floated up, and a white air mass floated on the top of the hilt.

As soon as the air mass appeared, the space around it became distorted again. The majestic momentum suddenly spread,,,

At this moment, Yu Gen seemed to feel the breath of hell, which completely overturned his cognition, and Yu Gen looked at everything around him dumbfounded. He didn't know that the reason why he was still intact in front of this mass of gas was because of the light that had shot into his chest from the air mass before.

"Are you talking?" asked after a long while, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Not bad!"

"Who are you? Wait, you just said you saved me?" Yu Yan thought of the content of the sentence just now, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Who am I? It's been so long that I've almost forgotten that my body was originally the Yuan Shi Evil Sword. And when I became an adult, they all called me the Beginning. ā€

Yu Yan listened quietly, he didn't interject, and he didn't dare to interject.

"The more evil power I absorb, the better my chances of waking up, the greater the help you get, and I'm going to continue to sleep. Remember, don't practice your swordsmanship anymore, you can't control me, and it's useless to practice!"

The sound faded, the air mass sank into the sword, and everything around it returned to its original state.

"Yuan Shi senior, Yuan Shi senior?" After a while, Yu Yu shouted twice, but he couldn't hear an answer.

Yu Yan froze in place, looking at the bronze long sword lying quietly in front of him, and was silent for a long time.

.........

"The breath is gone?"

At this time, a golden light shot from a distance, and at the top of a towering ancient tree, the golden light dissipated, and the middle-aged man in golden armor appeared from it, his brows furrowed, and his face was gloomy.

Following the breath of the demon general, he chased all the way. Although the demon general only had one soul left, the middle-aged man in the golden armor clearly recorded his breath from the previous confrontation with the demon general. This is the consciousness that any battle-hardened general should have. And at this moment, he couldn't sense the aura of the demon general.

"Huh?" However, just as the middle-aged man in golden armor was puzzled, a white back figure in the forest caught his attention.