Wu Feng nodded and didn't say anything more.

From this day on, there was a little girl holding a white long sword in her hand by Wu Feng's side.

Of course, the two were followed by a small turquoise scorpion.

"Master, I'm a soul beast, don't you mind?"

The girl held the long sword as if the other party was swinging the sword, and repeated the swordsmanship over and over again with the man.

"In my eyes, as long as it's not a soul beast that comes out of the forest to eat people, the others are no different from humans, what is the difference between your thoughts and your wisdom and humans?"

Wu Feng said softly with an expressionless face: "Not only is there no difference, but you are purer than most people outside, a creature like you may be able to cultivate swordsmanship to the peak!" ”

The girl nodded as if she didn't understand, and followed the man to swing the long sword again and practice swordsmanship.

At night, Wu Feng sat on the ground and looked at the night sky above his head, where the starlight no longer appeared.

The girl sat not far from the man, looked at the confusion in the other party's eyes, thought for a while and said again: "Master, your sword is an artifact, right?" ”

Wu Feng didn't speak, just nodded.

"Then why don't you use this sword as a carrier and choose to become a god?"

Wu Feng turned his head away, looking at the girl with a glint in his eyes, and the other party's words seemed to open a window for him.

The girl was also taken aback by the other party's appearance, and she said timidly: "The Ice God said that every artifact has the immortal qi of the god realm, which is a good thing that only a god can absorb!" If mortals in the nether world want to become gods, in addition to the power of faith, the most important thing is the qi of the immortals, and only by absorbing the qi of the immortals, mortals who have reached the bottleneck in the lower realm can form a god! Many of the gods in the Divine Realm have placed their divine positions on the artifacts! ”

Wu Feng suddenly realized, it turned out that the artifact still had this effect, he relied on his own efforts step by step to get to the point where he is now, knowledge limited his thinking, so although he knew where this sword came from, he didn't know the meaning of this sword at all.

The girl's words completely opened his mind, and he finally understood the real purpose of this sword coming to his side, which was that the plane consciousness wanted him to use this sword to become a god in disguise to protect the creatures of this continent.

At this moment, Wu Feng's eyes shone brightly, and the fog that had been enveloping his heart all this time finally opened.

He picked up his sword and walked into the snow, his eyes were extremely excited, and he didn't hear the screams of the girl behind him, or he wouldn't care if he heard it at this moment.

In the snow, the girl watched as the man slashed forward with his sword over and over again, repeating this action.

But for some reason, the girl who went out had a strong perception of the space in the far north, and she could clearly feel that every time the bladeless sword cracked, it would be more powerful and ethereal!

It seems that something keeps appearing on the long sword in his hand!

The purple sword was held tightly, and he seemed to slash tirelessly in the snow, from night to dawn, and from dawn to night.

It wasn't until seven days later that his eyes were sunken and his legs trembled slightly, but the arm holding the long sword was as steady as a rock, without a trace of trembling.

Ling Yu's consciousness was also fascinated as early as when the other party was extremely excited and fell into an epiphany.

He followed the other party's posture and constantly crackled, and the violent consumption of his spirit made his brain faint and swollen!

It was the first time he felt such pain in his brain since his mental strength had skyrocketed to the point where he was now.

You must know that at this time, Wu Feng has already reached the level of Title Douluo, and it is even very likely that he has reached the level of Extreme Douluo, and his spiritual power is much higher than Ling Yu.

The other party was able to hold out for seven days, but Ling Yu was already almost at the limit!

But he still gritted his teeth tightly, forcing himself to follow the other party seriously, and in this situation, constantly wielding a long sword!

Finally, just as Ling Yu felt his whole body torn apart and his brain seemed to explode, a violent noise came from the front.

Ling Yu felt the long sword in his hand, at this moment, the spirit, will, body, soul power, and the combination of heaven and earth were all a move!

As if it were an instant, as if it were an eternity, Wu Feng's eyes flashed brightly, the green tendons on his arms were exposed, and the long sword lit up with a deep purple light.

As Wu Feng slashed forward again, the next moment, the wind stopped, and the goose feather snow that had been falling in the sky seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and an invisible wave mark emanated from the long sword, spreading forward.

Rumble!

Wu Feng stopped moving, his eyes were tired and full of excitement, and the girl behind him hugged the boulder on the side tightly, so that her body was not shocked to the ground by this huge movement.

She opened her eyes, her mouth wide, and looked at the scene in disbelief.

The earth cracked, and a huge canyon with a width of at least fifty meters and a length of at least five kilometers appeared in front of my eyes!

All the snow-capped mountains within this distance were as if they had been cut by a giant sword, the incisions were smooth, and the snow-capped mountains collapsed!

"Master, this... This is? ”

The little girl was so shocked that she looked at the man in front of her who trembled, as if she would fall to the ground in the next moment, and asked in disbelief, "Master, you just ......"

"After the first hundred years of sword cultivation, today I know that I am me!"

Wu Feng opened his arms and let out a long roar at the sky: "This sword is called the Heavenly Sword!" I will use the sword in my hand to open the heavens for this continent! ”

After saying that, he fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

......

When Ling Yu opened his eyes again, Na'er lay beside him, looking at him worriedly.

On the side, Flender, Zao Wou-Ki and Ma Hongjun also stood aside and looked at him worriedly.

"Brother, why did you faint on the mountain?"

Na'er said worriedly: "Fortunately, the dean went out in the afternoon, and when I came back, I found that you had fainted on the mountain, and I was almost scared to death!" ”

Ling Yu smiled embarrassedly, at this time his head was still a little colic, Wu Feng's last memory, seven consecutive days of long sword crackling, it was really a bit of a mental drain on him.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm tired from practicing swords, and I accidentally fell asleep!"

Flender gave him a strange look, and when he fell asleep, would his face be so hideous?

But at this time, he didn't ask too much, after all, who didn't have some secrets.

"Okay, since Ling Yu is fine, a few of you hurry back to meditate and cultivate, Mu Bai and Hongjun, don't let me catch the two of you tonight and go out to do bad things, otherwise you know the consequences!"

After speaking, Flender glanced at Ling Yu who was lying on the bed again, turned around and walked out.

"Brother Yu, let's go back first! Rest well! ”

Ling Yu nodded at Ma Hongjun and watched the departure of several people.

Only Ning Rongrong was still standing in place, looking at him worriedly.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

Ling Yu looked at this little girl suspiciously, "What?" Something? ”

Ning Rongrong stretched out his finger and pointed at him, with a look of disbelief: "This girl is worried about you here, you actually... Die, big wood! ”

After speaking, the girl broke out of the door directly, leaving only a few fragrances that belonged to her.

Na'er glanced at Ning Rongrong's back with a little deep eyes, turned her head to Ling Yu and said, "Brother, then you have a good rest, I'll go back first!" ”

Ling Yu nodded and rubbed her hair.

When he was finally the only one left in the room, Ling Yu picked up the long sword on the ground next to him and put it on his legs.

"Wu Feng, are you there?"

"What?"

A tired voice sounded in his head: "Don't you know that it is very rude to disturb the elderly to sleep?" ”