"It's not good, it's not good, it's better to call it a spirit. ”

When Xiao Ming heard this voice, he turned his head to look and took a few steps forward along the source of the sound.

In the white mist sat an old man, and in front of him was the giant sword in the cave.

It's just that this giant sword is not the same as what Xiao Ming saw just now.

The sword body flashed with brilliant light, dazzling brilliance, and the rich aura also spread, revealing its edge.

As if in response to the old man's words, the greatsword shook his body with great joy.

The greatsword seemed to have a soul.

Xiao Ming remembered what Xiao Qi had said just now, the sword was talking, was that what it meant?

Just as he was thinking about it, the picture in front of him suddenly changed.

There was a loud bang, and suddenly it came from overhead.

Xiao Ming hurriedly looked over and saw that the old man had already started a fight with others just now.

Between the lightning and thunder, the black swimming dragon, like a sword, collapsed and cracked, and even the sky seemed to be directly split into a crack.

Xiao Ming looked at it in shock, and gasped unconsciously.

I didn't expect that the ordinary-looking sword just now was so powerful!

This sword has been fighting with the old man for many years, and the blade has been sharpened to become more aggressive, and it has exerted superhuman abilities.

Xiao Ming's eyes lit up, and he didn't know when he would be able to reach the old man's cultivation.

Just thinking about it, the picture suddenly changed.

Soon, a mountain has come to it.

Xiao Ming looked at it, only to feel that the surroundings were a little familiar, and it turned out to be the area where this resort was located

I saw the old man come here.

He looked at the sword in his hand and sighed.

"This time I will go to the appointment again, I am afraid that there will be danger, you wait for me here, and when I finish the matter at hand, I will take you back, and then we will fly together to become immortals. ”

The old man sighed, rubbed the huge sword body, backhanded, and directly threw the black sword out.

The huge black sword plunged directly into a boulder.

The old man didn't look back, but turned and left.

Xiao Ming looked at it in surprise, only to hear that the giant sword seemed to emit a string of mournful sounds.

The picture in front of me is constantly changing, the stars are moving, the white clouds and the dogs, thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The mountains were uplifted, the caves were concave, and only the sword, and the boulder under the sword, did not move.

Gradually, the surrounding area became deserted, and no one came here again.

Only the sword stayed where it was, never leaving.

It wasn't until Xiao Ming entered this cave that the picture of his eyes shook again.

Xiao Ming turned to look and found that he had returned to the cave, with Xiao Qi beside him.

And the giant sword in front of him, whether it is aura or edge, can no longer be compared with a thousand years ago.

Over the years, its aura has gradually dissipated, cultivating the flora and fauna of most of the surrounding mountains.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ming sighed unconsciously.

There is a spirit in the sword, and it must be because of this that the old man named it the Spirit Sword.

It's just that I didn't expect that a sentence from a thousand years ago would only make this sword wait here for so long.

Because of a promise, he was reluctant to leave.

Even judging from the only remaining aura on the sword's body, even if he doesn't come, in another year and a half, he should completely collapse, right?

Finally, it turned into a handful of dirt and disappeared into the deep mountains, and no one saw it.

"When are you going to wait?" Xiao Ming said slowly.

Half of the sword had been pierced deep into the boulder, and it had dimmed.

Hearing Xiao Ming's words, he suddenly trembled violently.

The blade of the sword collided with the stone, making a clicking sound.

Xiao Ming walked over and said, "That old man's cultivation should have reached the early stage of ascension, right? He didn't come back to you, there are only two possibilities." One is that he has failed and died. “

As soon as he said this, the spirit sword shook violently, and the boulder burst into several cracks, and even the cave began to shake.

The blade of the sword made a sharp sword sound.

Xiao Ming pulled Xiao Qi over, for fear that this sword would be crazy and dangerous.

He continued: "There is another possibility, that is, he has successfully ascended, but he has not had time to take you away. ”

But the Spirit Sword did not settle down, but trembled violently.

There are already boulders on the top of the cave that are starting to roll down.

"Baba. ”

Xiao Qi worriedly tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Xiao Ming picked him up and protected him in his arms.

Looking at Youling Sword, he said, "If you are willing to believe me, one day, after I ascend, I will take you to meet him." ”

The vibration of the Spirit Sword suddenly stopped, and the entire cave was calm again.

Xiao Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"But will you make it to that time?"

The aura on this sword's body has been dispersed, and it is at the end of its rope, and its life has come to an end, and it will completely fall apart in a year and a half.

But Xiao Ming is not sure that he will be able to reach the point of successful ascension within a year.

After that, the flying sword shook its shape, and suddenly flew out of the stone.

Soon, he came to Xiao Ming's side and circled around him a few times, as if he was looking for something.

Xiao Ming was puzzled.

"What are you looking for?"

The Spirit Sword spun around again, and soon found its target.

With a bang, it disappeared directly.

In the next second, Xiao Ming felt that there was an extra thing in his Qiankun bag, and he was shocked.

I didn't expect that this sword was so powerful that it could enter and exit his Qiankun bag at will.

He leaned in and took a look, his face changed instantly, and the pill he had stored in it before was actually half less in one breath!

Half of the Didan, which used to be piled up like a hill, has been scrapped, and there is no aura left in it.

What's going on?

Xiao Ming was surprised, but the spirit sword did not stop, constantly flying around in the Qiankun bag, absorbing the aura on those pills.

The light on his own body slowly became sharp at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and the blade of the sword flashed with cold light.

In an instant, two-thirds of the Didan had been sucked up, and I gasped unconsciously.

Fortunately, he has a lot of pills in his hand, and if he absorbs the Di Dan, it won't be a big deal.

Just thinking about it, the Spirit Sword had already absorbed all the Earth Pill Spiritual Qi, and the light on his body was even worse, and he had already begun to fly towards the Tian Dan on the side.

Seeing this, Xiao Ming hurriedly shouted to stop it.

"Wait, wait, I can't suck anymore, now I can." ”

There was a spirit sword, and then it finally stopped.

Xiao Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turns out that you rely on the aura to survive, in that case, then after waiting here for thousands of years, why don't you seal your aura well? If you protect it carefully, you can hold on for a while longer. ”

Of course, there was no response from the Spirit Sword.

Stopped in front of Xiao Ming, his body was radiant and radiant.