Zhang Ruochen was sure that what he heard was the sword soul, not the sword intent, or the sword spirit.

Ling Feiyu's slender and delicate body, like a feather, flew up lightly and fell into the surface of Cloud Lake, without any ripples under his feet.

"Zheng!"

As a sword roared out, a holy sword had already appeared in her snow-white jade hand.

The sword is as cold as frost.

It was only at this moment that Zhang Ruochen discovered that the sword in Ling Feiyu's hand was the Burial Heaven Sword that was taken away by the Qingtian Blood Emperor, one of the six swords that locked the Hades King.

The Qingtian Blood Emperor had been killed by Chi Yao, and the undead blood clan in the Kunlun Realm had almost been wiped out.

Today's Kunlun realm is the era of great unification, the human race is the king, all parties submit, all the races come to the dynasty, and the queen is respected alone. It was also normal for the Heaven Burial Sword to return to Ling Feiyu's hands.

Ling Feiyu raised the Burial Heaven Sword, stepped on the water, and swung it.

People, swords, and lakes seem to be fused into a beautiful landscape painting, floating out of the dust, and every movement is refined thousands of times.

While dancing the sword, she was also explaining to Zhang Ruochen.

"Ordinary sword practitioners, what they practice is sword moves. ”

"Those who have achieved success for the first time are cultivating sword qi. ”

"True sword cultivation is sword intent. ”

Ling Feiyu's moves were very clumsy at first, like a martial artist who was learning swords, but gradually, his moves became more and more exquisite, and there was also a sharp sword qi escaping, as if a sword practitioner was constantly growing.

"Cultivating into a sword is considered a small success, and it has initially crossed the threshold. ”

"Cultivating into Sword Seven, it can be regarded as entering the hall, and there are no regrets when the sword comes out, and you can be named a sword saint. A sword stabs out, and the sword intent can be condensed and formed, killing people thousands of miles away. ”

"Cultivating into Sword Eight, you can cultivate the sword path Xuangang, which is invincible, indestructible, can cut mountains and rivers, and can break the stars. ”

"Cultivating into Sword Nine means that you can cultivate the soul of sword intent, which is called, Sword Soul. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen's eyes became extremely bright, and he read a sentence in his mouth: "The soul of sword intent, can sword intent have a soul?"

"Wow-"

On the surface of the lake, Ling Feiyu's pretty figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared, leaving only the Heaven Burial Sword still suspended on the surface of the water, swallowing the sword.

It was as if everything was a dream.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Ruochen realized that Ling Feiyu had been standing beside him from beginning to end, and had never left at all.

"Come back. ”

Ling Feiyu called out, and then the Burial Heaven Sword flew back and disappeared into her body.

"Who was the person who danced the sword just now?" asked Zhang Ruochen.

Ling Feiyu said: "It's my sword soul, the soul of sword intent." ”

Zhang Ruochen's heart was extremely envious, and he said, "How strong is the power of the sword soul?"

"The Sword Soul is ten times more powerful than the Sword Dao Xuangang, and what is even more terrifying is that it can directly attack the enemy's Holy Soul. With my current cultivation realm, relying only on strength, Dingtian can only confront the weaker four-step Saint King. However, using the sword soul, I have some holy souls that may slash the holy souls of the five-step Saint King and the six-step Saint King, thus severely injuring them, or even killing them. Of course, I also have the possibility that I will die in their hands, after all, the realm gap is too big!" Ling Feiyu said.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What realm are you in now?"

"The Two-Step Saint King, or the Three-Step Saint King, has not been tested on the Nine-Step Ascending Heaven Path, so I am not sure what the specific realm is. Ling Feiyu said.

Zhang Ruochen gasped, with her cultivation, there were some people who could kill the Six-Step Saint King, and she was worthy of cultivating Sword Nine to the Great Perfection.

The Holy King comprehended all the rules of the Holy Dao, and there was a huge gap in every step, and it was already quite a great thing to be able to cross a realm to fight, and he was a top-level genius in a big world.

According to Zhang Ruochen's calculations, even if he reaches the realm of the Saint King, he can only take two steps at most to compete with others. If you want to take three steps, you can't do it unless there is a major breakthrough in the way of time and space.

Zhang Ruochen said with a smile: "Your sword talent can already be compared to Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen, why don't you be named the queen of the sword?"

Ling Feiyu rolled his eyes and said, "Your kendo talent is actually above me. It's just that you spend far less time on kendo than I do. You know, I've been cultivating for more than 300 years. And...... I also practiced seven lives in "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths", and tasted the ups and downs of life, which others do not have. At that time, my cultivation realm far surpassed yours, and the benefits I received were naturally much more than yours. ”

In the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths", the higher the cultivation, the greater the benefits.

I have to say that the relationship between Ling Feiyu and Zhang Ruochen is quite wonderful, and it can be said that they are also teachers, friends and celebrities.

Zhang Ruochen was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, playing with the Divine Seal of Merit in his hand, nodded, and said, "You are right, my biggest disadvantage is that the cultivation time is too short and the foundation is insufficient. Fortunately, there is a sixth life perception in "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths", so that he will not fall behind. Why don't I fuse the memories and cultivation perceptions of the seventh life and make myself stronger?"

Hearing this, Ling Feiyu's cold face showed an unnatural look, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Whatever you want!"

Ling Feiyu's figure shook for a moment, and then disappeared on the shore of the Cloud Lake.

Just looking at Ling Feiyu's performance, Zhang Ruochen knew that something extraordinary had happened in the seventh life, and he was silent for a long time, but in the end, he still didn't touch the memory of the seventh life, and said to himself: "Wait a little longer!"

Zhang Ruochen put away the Divine Seal of Merit, and took out the white bone scepter left by King Yu.

A holy scepter, made from a complete human backbone, one section after another. At the very top of the bone staff was a skull with long black hair that fell from the skull.

"It's such a heavy bone staff, estimated to be hundreds of thousands of catties, it seems that it is really made from the bones of the Great Sage. ”

Zhang Ruochen carefully untied the holy power sealed outside the bone staff, and with a bang, the bone staff trembled violently.

The skull's mouth let out a roar, like a rolling divine thunder rushing towards his face, shaking Zhang Ruochen's ears tingling, and his body flew backwards.

The bone staff broke free from Zhang Ruochen's restraints and flew out, wanting to escape.

In an instant, the sky above the cloud lake, wind and thunder were intertwined, and the demonic aura condensed into black clouds.

"It's so powerful, you can still escape by yourself?"

Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground, moved his arms that were a little numb from the shock, and then, Shi Zhan moved to catch up, grabbed the bone staff with both hands again, and mobilized the Purifying Divine Fire.

"Shhhh ”

Zhang Ruochen dragged the bone staff back to the shore, slammed it into the ground, suppressed it to death, and began refining it with the Pure Extinguishing Divine Fire.

It took half an hour for Zhang Ruochen to suppress the evil qi, and gradually, the bone staff became calm.

Zhang Ruochen opened the heavenly eye in the center of his eyebrows, and when he looked closely, he found that the surface of the bone staff was engraved with mysterious patterns, especially the skull lines on the top were even more complicated.

"King Yu once said that there is a wisp of the Great Holy Spirit left in the skull. These patterns should be used to seal them. ”

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the holy qi and injected it into the bone staff.

"Wow-"

On the bone staff, dense inscriptions emerged, emitting a dazzling white light.

Zhang Ruochen slowly lifted it up and swung it forward, and a great sage origin power with a sinister aura fell into the cloud lake, instantly setting off a wave more than ten zhang high.

"The power that erupted was worse than that of the Buddha Emperor Relic, shouldn't it ......"

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's heart moved, and he no longer mobilized the holy qi, but separated a wisp of spiritual power and injected it into the head of the bone staff.

The next moment......

In the eye sockets of the skull, two ghostly fires appeared, and a terrifying black evil aura poured out from the bone staff, gathering into bones, some turning into hand bones, and some into leg bones.

The White Scepter of Bone turned into a black skeleton.

"Haha, it turned out that I wanted to mobilize my mental power to urge. ”

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help laughing, and then, controlling the black skeleton, he launched one attack after another.

It was quickly tested, and the combat power that the black skeleton burst out was enough to compete with some three-step Saint Kings, in short, the combat power was far more than the current Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen withdrew that wisp of spiritual power and said to himself: "The inside of the skull of the Holy Scepter is full of fierce aura, and it is obvious that the Holy Soul of the Great Sage of the Human Race has turned into an evil spirit. ”

"Just by urging the evil spirit to emit evil qi, the bone staff can burst out with the power of the three-step Saint King. ”

"What if you directly invoke evil spirits?"

The power of the Great Sage can be said to be powerful and boundless, even if it is just a wisp of Holy Soul, the strength that bursts out is not something that Sages and ordinary Saint Kings can imagine.

Directly urging the evil spirits, the power of the bone staff to burst out must be far stronger than now.

The key is that with Zhang Ruochen's current spiritual power, he can't urge the evil spirits at all.

forcibly urging, but his own spiritual power may be devoured by evil spirits.

Zhang Ruochen touched his chin and thought about a solution to this problem, "It's better to ......"

Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha Emperor Relic, pinched it in his hand, and then stared at the center of the skull's eyebrows, and muttered: "The center of the human monk's eyebrows is the position of the Shenwu Mark." If the Buddha relics are inlaid into the eyebrows of the skull, it should be able to suppress evil spirits. Moreover, with the Buddha Emperor Relic providing a steady stream of great holy power, the bone staff may become even more powerful. ”

The imagination is very beautiful, but the inscriptions on the skull are too mysterious, and it is not for ordinary monks to make the Buddha relics fit perfectly with the bone staff, and to intertwine with those inscriptions.

"Senior Ling Xiu is a great sage of spiritual power, maybe he can have some way. ”

Zhang Ruochen put away the bone staff for the time being, didn't think about it anymore, and then took out the rule emperor weapon, sat on the bank of the cloud lake, and began to comprehend the rules of the palm road.

Two days later, Ling Xiu's voice came to Zhang Ruochen's ears: "Come to see me in the Demon Palace." ”

Zhang Ruochen suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, flicked the dust off his body, and then climbed the steps and walked towards the dark demon hall at the top of the steps.

As soon as he came to the outside of the Demon Palace, Zhang Ruochen saw Ling Feiyu's figure.

Obviously, Ling Xiu had summoned her as well.

When Ling Feiyu saw Zhang Ruochen staring at her, her heart trembled slightly, she actually avoided Zhang Ruochen's gaze a little, and a shy flush appeared on her snow-white face.

This time, it made Zhang Ruochen slightly stunned, the always strong Flying Feather Sword Saint, how could he still be so shy?

But soon, Zhang Ruochen understood, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that she thinks I really fused the memory of the seventh life?"

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