Chapter 39: Blood Sword Shura

The clan meeting ended in the confrontation between Jiang Hao and Jiang Kun full of gunpowder, and Jiang Hao returned to his other courtyard almost as quickly as possible. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThe crowning gift a month later was almost the time when he and Jiang Kun had a decisive battle.

With his strength at this time, he is probably slightly inferior to Jiang Kun. But he wasn't worried, with the "Blood Demon Sword Qi Technique", this month was enough to take his strength to a higher level.

After returning to the courtyard, Jiang Hao first went to the backyard stable to take a look at the black electricity, as the eldest young master of the Jiang family, the courtyard where Jiang Hao lived can be said to be second only to Jiang Shan in the Jiang Mansion.

The stables in the backyard are extremely spacious, enough to raise more than a dozen horses, Jiang Hao directly asked people to clean up a clean place in the stable, and then ordered the maid: "Inform me, I want to retreat, and no one is allowed to disturb." ā€

The reason why Jiang Hao chose to retreat in the stable was really helpless. At this time, the relationship between him and the forces of the second room has almost become fire and water, and the second lady has been operating in the Jiang Mansion for many years. In Jiang's mansion, there was only one place that Jiang Hao could think of that could allow him to cultivate with peace of mind, and that was this stable guarded by black lightning.

When everything was ready, Jiang Hao sat cross-legged in the stable, his palm was lightly exhaled, "Battle Spirit Condenser", only to see a flash of purple light, and the strange sword body of the Dream Spirit appeared in Jiang Hao's hand.

Jiang Hao's left hand gently brushed the spine of the sword, and silently recalled the exercises of the "Blood Sword Qi Technique" in his heart, and after confirming that there was no doubt, he put his hands together, held the ghost spirit in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword to the sky, and then slowly closed his eyes, five hearts to the sky, eyes to the nose, nose to the heart.

"The sword qi should be concentrating, the human sword is combined to become a Taoist, the sword qi is initially cultivated through the nine orifices, and the spirit is concentrated to cast the sword spirit......"

The obscure and inexplicable mantra slowly rose in Jiang Hao's heart, and his mind gradually became condensed, so that after being motionless like a statue for nearly half an hour or so, Jiang Hao's soul suddenly burst into a trance, and a trace of spiritual power seeped out from the sea of consciousness, ran along the meridians to Jiang Hao's palm, injected into the purple sword body of the ghost spirit, and finally slowly spread through the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky.

With the spread of spiritual power, Jiang Hao, who was closing his eyes, clearly "saw" the scene in the stable again, and then, his vision expanded again, and finally the invisible spiritual power floated in the sky, and almost half of the Jiang family's every move was reflected back into Jiang Hao's mind.

The spread of spiritual power is unstoppable, breaking through the walls and breaking the ground, and in the face of this invisible spiritual power, many people are unaware, unaware of their actions, and have been watched by others.

This kind of peculiar scene made Jiang Hao feel extremely novel, compared with the vitality, the spiritual power seemed to be more ethereal, but this kind of power did exist.

Just when Jiang Hao was fascinated by this strange feeling that he had never seen before, he suddenly felt an extremely strong suction force coming from the sea of consciousness. I felt an involuntary whirlwind in front of me.

When Jiang Hao opened his eyes again, he found that he had actually come to a strange place, which was at the core of the Boundless Sea of Knowledge, that was the vast and boundless inner world of a person, and only a strong person whose spiritual power had reached a certain level could sense it - the Sea of Souls.

"Boom ......"

This is a foggy space, and there is no light in the sky, just the cyan light emitted by the sea of souls itself, barely reflecting this heaven and earth.

The boundless sea is surging, the waves are rising and falling, this is the sea of souls.

The surface of this sea of souls is the essence of the spiritual power condensed into liquid, and Jiang Hao's spiritual power can sense a certain depth below the surface of the sea of souls.

This spiritual power, the deeper the ocean, the more refined it becomes, but Jiang Hao can only barely break through the 'spiritual power liquid surface' and sense the position ten meters below the spiritual power liquid surface.

"Boom ......"

In the depths of the ocean of souls, a strange roar suddenly sounded. This voice contained incomparable spiritual power, and Jiang Hao only felt that his soul was about to be shattered.

Monstrous waves rolled up over the sea of souls, and endless spiritual power splashed into the sky. Finally, under Jiang Hao's shocked gaze, a giant sword with a length of more than ten zhang slowly rose into the sky from the sea of souls.

The image of the giant sword is Jiang Hao's ghost dream.

"Good boy, he is really talented, and in just one day, he actually completed the condensation of the sword spirit. ā€

An exclamation voice slowly came from the huge sword body, and countless spiritual power liquids converged in front of Jiang Hao from all directions, condensing into a translucent man's figure, staring at the stunned Jiang Hao with a smile, and said with a smile.

"Are you the person in the painting?" Jiang Hao looked at the rather handsome face of the half-illusory man in front of him, and suddenly exclaimed.

"That's right," the man nodded with a smile and said, "You are the only person in hundreds of years who has been able to pass the test of the Blood Bamboo Diagram and cultivate the Blood Evil Sword Qi Technique. Thank you for helping me be born again!"

"Rebirth?" Jiang Haohuo's face changed, Jiang Haohuo took a few steps back, and said vigilantly: "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" Looking at Jiang Hao's frightened look, the illusory man shook his head with a wry smile and said, "The current me, according to the state, is just a trace of spirituality in your sword spirit. Even life and death are in your hands, and you still ask me what I want?"

"What?" Jiang Hao was slightly stunned, staring at the man for a while, and sure enough, he felt a subtle connection between himself and him, and it seemed that he could suppress the feeling at will. Out of curiosity, Jiang Hao's heart moved, and a spiritual force slowly surrounded the past.

"What do you want to do?" The man stared at Jiang Hao a little nervously, and said sharply: "Don't mess around, I am now the spirituality of your sword spirit, once I die or am injured, the sword spirit you just practiced will lose its spirituality." At that time, the power of the "Bloody Sword Qi Technique" will be greatly reduced. Don't worry, my existence is only good for you, and it will definitely not hurt you. ā€

"Oh!" Jiang Hao looked at the illusory man's frightened expression and did not seem to be disguised, he already believed in his words in his heart, withdrew his spiritual power, and said slowly: "Tell me who you are, why are you here? Don't fool me, otherwise ......"

The illusory man looked at Jiang Hao with an interrogating look, and couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart that the tiger fell into Pingyang, sighed helplessly, and said, "I, well, a long time ago, people called me the Blood Sword Shura - Xu Zhengyang!"

"Blood Sword Shura - Xu Zhengyang! I haven't heard of it. After carefully recalling this name, Jiang Hao shook his head.

Xu Zhengyang shook his head with a wry smile, and said with emotion: "The old man has been dead for more than 300 years, and some prestige in the past has long become yesterday's yellow flower, you haven't heard of it, it's normal." ā€

"More than three hundred years!" Jiang Hao couldn't help but exclaim, he couldn't imagine that the man in front of him was so ancient. Swallowing his saliva, he said, "Then why did you run into that "Blood Bamboo Map", and now you have become like this again?"

"It's a long story......"

"It's a long story to keep it short. At this time, he had the absolute upper hand, and Jiang Hao was determined to thoroughly understand the situation of the man in front of him. After all, there is another soul in my body, which is too dangerous. If he couldn't be completely sure that this Xu Zhengyang was harmless to himself, even if he tried his best to destroy the sword spirit and didn't practice the "Blood Demon Sword Qi Technique", Jiang Hao would never leave him.

"Well, who let you control my destiny now. Xu Zhengyang shrugged his shoulders and explained very shamefully: "To put it simply, three hundred years ago, I fought against an enemy with the same strength as me, and because the strength was almost the same, we fought for three days and three nights and failed to tell the winner. Just when we were all exhausted and the loss of vitality was extremely huge, my wife inexplicably rushed into the middle of our fight at this time. I was taken aback and quickly stopped, but my opponent struck with all his might, shattering my flesh and killing me on the spot. ā€

"You don't hesitate to give up your life for your lover, you can be regarded as an infatuated man!" Jiang Hao shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Then why are you reborn here now?"

Xu Zhengyang's handsome face suddenly showed a wry smile, and he said, "My opponent doesn't know that the 'Bloody Sword Qi Technique' I have cultivated can condense the sword spirit and hide the soul in the sword spirit to escape. So after killing my body, I thought I was completely dead. Unbeknownst to me, my soul was hidden in the sword spirit, and I fled to a friend of mine who was proficient in spirit painting. At that time, my body was destroyed, my sword spirit was badly damaged, and my soul was about to dissipate. In desperation, one of my friends drew a "Blood Bamboo Drawing" for me for my soul to dwell, and hid my "Blood Sword Qi Technique" in it. As long as someone can practice the Bloody Sword Qi Technique, I can be reborn as a sword spirit when their sword spirit is formed. ā€