Fang Hong had an idea, and he was overjoyed immediately, and he wanted to start implementing it immediately. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He looked up, only to see that the three of them were still sitting there.

"You're not gone yet. He broke away from his own world and wanted to verify his idea, but when he found that Uncle Zhong and the others hadn't left yet, he couldn't help but speak. In his tone, there was a bit of impatience.

Uncle Zhong and the others looked at each other and smiled bitterly, the young master's intention of chasing away the guests was too obvious, and they couldn't stay here, so they immediately got up and said goodbye, and went outside.

"Old cook, you said that today's incident won't annoy the little master. You also know the temper of the little master, if we force him, something is likely to happen. After going out, Du Lao Ghost said with some concern.

They also knew the grievances between the young master and the holy maiden, Fang Dayuan's death, and the young master was still very resentful of the White Lotus Sect. Although it is not endless, it has also reached the point where old and dead do not get along.

"No, although the young master has a stubborn personality, he is still kind-hearted, and he is not a person who does not argue right and wrong, and he will be fine. Uncle Zhong shook his head, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Well, let's go, we're all old, and we can't care so much anymore. Let the Lin family worry about this matter. After a while, Old Ghost Du sighed, and in the only remaining eye, the cloudy color added a little more, and his body was full of loneliness.

The three of them all walked out of the gate of the Lin family, walked slowly into the distance, and finally disappeared at the end of the street.

After the few people left, Fang Hong sat alone on the chair, and he opened the sword box, revealing the smooth and shining sword body inside. The wooden scabbard had been thrown away by him a long time ago, and after he had the sword case, it was useless at all.

Next to the Seven Star Sword, there are also some metal ingots and medicinal herbs, which are used to refine the sword weapon, and need to be kept in the sword box from time to time.

Fang Hong's eyes fell on the Seven Star Sword. If you want to enhance the tacit understanding between yourself and the sword, you need to keep it by your side all year round to achieve the purpose of qi-machine interaction.

But this qi-machine interaction, to put it bluntly, is that the human spirit slowly penetrates into the sword body, forming a certain spirituality in the sword weapon. This is very inefficient and will take at least a dozen years.

Fang Hong felt that if he wanted to form spirituality in the sword body, he could think differently. His own advantage is that his divine soul is strong and his spirit is sufficient, and if he divides a part of it and pours it into the sword body, he can use it to form a sword spirit. Others must not do this, otherwise they will definitely be traumatized and become idiots.

After this idea was born in his heart, he was ready to boldly realize it. Anyway, he is now following Yin He, and there are dojos everywhere, even if he is mentally injured, he can recover quickly.

Fang Hong silently closed his eyes, his mind fell into silence, and in the depths of his mind, there was a white light cluster, vaguely forming his appearance. This is his soul, and it is where the root of it is. Combined with the Shinto rune seal, this group of divine souls can transform into a divine body and fly outside.

"Sting. As soon as his thoughts flickered, the group of spirits split into pieces, about the size of a human palm. After this group of divine souls separated, Fang Hong's eyes suddenly darkened, and an irresistible sharp pain came, almost preventing him from fainting.

The soul is the foundation of human beings, and when it is separated, it is more painful than any torture of human beings, and if the will is a little worse, it can be painful to death.

Behind Fang Hong, there was a large pool of sweat, and his clothes were wet. His face turned pale, he trembled uncontrollably, and his hands and feet began to swing.

It took him a while to recover a little, and his whole body collapsed limply on the chair. After taking a deep breath, he sent this piece of divine soul into the Seven Star Sword.

The divine soul was like a wisp of green smoke, and it was easy to submerge into the seven-star sword. As soon as he entered it, Fang Hong's vision suddenly changed, and his eyes became pitch black.

After all, this divine soul was separated from Fang Hong's body, and there was a secret connection between the two. He was now looking at everything in front of him from the perspective of this divine soul.

"Bang. This piece of divine soul turned around a few times, and suddenly, the sword body of the Seven Star Sword trembled slightly, and the seven copper nails on it were faintly glowing with golden light, and between each other, silk threads appeared, which were connected to form a spoon-shaped Big Dipper.

"What is this?" Fang Hong knew the Big Dipper, but these thin lines were intertwined, vaguely like a magic circle. As soon as Fang Hong's divine soul entered it, he automatically swam along these silk threads. Almost every time I walked around, the connection with the sword body increased by one point.

"It's a magic sword, I almost forgot it. Seeing this scene, Fang Hong couldn't help laughing, although his soul was still hurting, but he was in a good mood.

No matter how sophisticated the material is, no matter how sharp the blade is, it is essentially a magic sword, which is used by Taoist priests to perform sacrifices, and the seven copper nails on it are not ornaments, but a magic circle related to the Big Dipper.

This circle has the effect of binding the soul. Originally, if it was an ordinary sharp weapon, Fang Hong still had to think about how to keep his divine soul in the sword. After all, this sword weapon is just a cold dead thing, and it can't attach a divine soul, but now with this magic circle, all problems are solved.

The divine soul swam forty-nine times in the magic circle, Fang Hong's eyelids lifted, and a thought came to him, and the seven-star sword in the sword box trembled suddenly. Then, as if held up by an invisible force, it floated slowly.

"Whoosh. One of his thoughts came to him, and the seven-star sword turned into a streamer, and quickly flew out of the room, along a straight line, towards a very far place.

Ten Steps...... 100 steps ...... 300 steps......

The Seven-Star Sword flew in one direction, and it flew for five hundred steps before it lost its strength and fell sharply towards the ground. At the moment when he was about to land, the surrounding water vapor gathered and lifted the sword body.

Fang Hong had just tested it, and the limit distance of this flying sword was five hundred steps. No matter how far he went, he couldn't control it, although it wasn't as far as the distance he could control, but within five hundred steps, the danger was extremely great.

Moreover, flying swordsmanship is a swordsmanship, not a supernatural power, there will not be so many taboos, no matter how high your life is, he can also kill with one sword.

Within five hundred steps of the seven-star sword, the sword turned into a streamer again, flew back, and disappeared directly into the sword box. Fang Hong raised his hand and closed the sword box, and everything returned to its original state.

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