Now except for herself, no one knows that she has obtained an immortal weapon, and she doesn't have to think about how to refuse the cheap master's request.

Mo Jiqing carefully examined the ink knife, and sank his divine sense into the rune of the handle again.

She saw a man in ink hair and ink clothes, holding an ink knife hanging in the void. Mo Jiqing couldn't see the face of the man in ink, but it didn't prevent her from feeling his strength.

The man in ink was originally looking ahead, and the position where Mo Jiqing was just right to see the position of his side face.

Perhaps it was because Mo Jiqing's eyes were too hot, and the man in ink slowly turned his head and looked towards her location. It's just that the man in ink still has a blurred face, but Mo Jiqing can feel that he seems to be nodding slightly to himself.

The ink knife in his hand was held flat by the man in ink. A voice sounded in Mo Jiqing's ears, and the magnetic and deep voice seemed to be engraved into the sea of knowledge.

"There are three types of Crazy Knife Technique. The first type, splitting the heavens and the earth; the second form, cutting the stars; The third form, shattering time and space."

Mo felt that he would never forget the next picture.

The moment the man in ink raised his hand, the knife intent poured out like a mountain of seas, locking the range of the void within the sword intent, including the ink intent.

Under the sword intent, Mo Jiqing has no power to resist.

Is this the first form, splitting the heavens and the earth? Mo Jiqing's scalp suddenly tingled.

Oh my God, the name of the move is too middle two, and the power that invented this move is estimated to be an eternal teenager, well, an eternal middle two boy.

How powerful is it...... According to Mo's feelings, she felt that the power of this first type was many times that of the Soaring Thunder Tribulation she had once crossed.

If she can still analyze the power of the first form, then the second form used by the man in ink, Mo Jiqing can only watch it lively.

The man in ink simply swung his sword, and the distant stars in the void exploded like bursting fireworks, one after another.

The void that was originally like a black curtain became colorful at this moment, and the man in ink was like a god in it, even if he still couldn't see his face clearly, he was still impressed by his demeanor.

Mo Jiqing felt that he had been teased by this one, well, three seconds.

The third form, shattering time and space.

Even if every detail of the third style is deeply imprinted in the sea of knowledge.

However, in addition to feeling the use of the third type, she contained a lot of rule power, and she couldn't even start reviewing it in her heart.

She felt that she really had only seen a loneliness.

You must know that although Mo Jiqing's body is only in the foundation building period now, her divine sense is her own, and if she lets it all go, she won't be able to find a match in this cultivation realm.

But at this moment, Mo Jiqing is sure that she can copy the first form, she can learn the second form, and the third form ...... Hehehe, she can comprehend again.

After the "Crazy Knife Technique" was exhausted, the man in ink grabbed it towards the position of the ink envoy, and Situ Yu's soul body was taken to the void realm.

Situ Yu didn't feel much nervous and looked around.

She could be sure that this place was a real place in the void, and the stars shimmered like pawns on a chessboard.

She and the man in ink were both suspended in the void.

Situ Yu had already met a man in Tsing Yi who was full of kindness to her in Tian Xiaoyi's immortal cultivation world, the Spirit of Jianmu, and what was so strange about meeting a cultivator from another world at this time.

"You and the little girl?" The puzzled voice of the man in ink sounded, as if he was asking Situ Yu, and as if he was talking to himself.

"Well, your spirit realm is no lower than mine. It's just a knife technique, you don't know anything. Okay, I'll do this crazy knife technique again from beginning to end, and you can comprehend as much as you want. It's a pity ......."

It's a pity, of course Situ Yu knows.

This man in ink is just a touch of spiritual sense, and this spiritual sense has existed for I don't know how many years.

Perhaps it was the body of the man in ink who felt that there would be his own heirs in this world, so he would leave such a legacy, and when the heirs learned the "Crazy Sword Technique", this spiritual sense would disappear

of the moment.

At this time, this inheritance was unexpectedly cut off by Situ Yu, and the man in ink quickly looked away while feeling a little regretful, and there was a certain number in the dark.

Situ Yu was immersed in the world of sword intent created by the man in ink, and what she didn't know was that when the man in ink demonstrated the "Crazy Knife Technique", the sword intent was actually projected to the outside world.

In an instant, the sky above the Wentianzong spaceship was dark, the wind on the ground was blowing sand and rocks, and the entire space was filled with a violent atmosphere.

The leading elders of the various sects and the Jindan Zhenren who were still discussing matters outside the secret realm didn't know what was going on, and they all thought that something was wrong in the secret realm.

However, the fierce aura enveloped everyone, and the monks were all aroused.

Originally, the monk's practice was to go against the sky.

The sword intent of the man in ink is casual and free, and it can even be said to be arrogant and presumptuous, especially after the second style, the ubiquitous battle intent is like a king descending on the world.

Although this group of people did not have Situ Yu's strength, they only felt a trace of sword intent leaked by Slashing Xingchen, and they were instantly aroused by the battle intent that flowed in the air and touched death.

They may not know where this fighting intent came from, but the secret realm has just been closed, so naturally some people wonder if someone has got some opportunities from the secret realm.

Suddenly, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he had sharp eyes, trying to find out who the biggest beneficiary in the secret realm was.

This secret realm has been opened hundreds of times, but there has never been such a big chance that someone has taken it away, it is so exciting, I really want to find out the lucky one and ask what kind of opportunity she or he gets.

Situ Yu didn't know that she was in danger of falling off her horse, and she was immersed in the void space of the hilt of the knife at this time, watching the man in ink perform the "Crazy Knife Technique" over and over again.

The man in ink originally thought that his limit was to use the "Crazy Sword Technique" from beginning to end, but where did he think that this soul body that was taken in by himself would have such a ability.

Because she wanted to watch the sword technique a few more times, when she saw that her spiritual sense was about to dissipate, she added soul power to herself. Then let yourself do it again.

After the second time, she consumed another soul power, and when she saw this, she added another soul power to herself, and then used it again......

In this way, the man in ink felt that he was a bit square, he was like a marionette, and he would do whatever Situ Yu asked him to do. After recalling it, he suddenly felt that his entire spiritual sense was not good.

"I said you're enough, I've done it four times, no matter how bad your understanding is, you should have written it all down a long time ago."

The man in ink stopped drying, put away the ink knife in his hand and said helplessly to Situ Yu. At the same time, the anomaly on the outside disappeared in an instant.

Of course, Situ Yu wrote it down, but it didn't hurt to read it a few more times. She said to the man in ink with a smile in her eyes.

"I'm not asking you to move! You must have been in this sword intent space for tens of thousands of years, move your old bones a little and don't relax for a moment! And I have a lot of soul power, you don't have to worry about consuming too much, I guarantee that you can wait for another destined person."

"Then I thank you!"

The man in ink rolled his eyes at Situ Yu.

"I'm just a touch of spiritual sense, and after teaching the 'Crazy Knife Technique', the mission is complete, and it dissipates, and I have no attachment to this world. Besides, even if I stay for a few tens of thousands of years, I can only stay in this space."

After a pause, he added.

"My mission is to teach the 'Madness Knife Technique' to a qualified monk, who may be a disciple of the Ontology in the future. Obviously, you're not that choice. Or, what do you want to do by forcing me to keep me in your way, and making me use the "Crazy Knife Technique" over and over again?"

Situ Yu smiled.

"You're worrying too much, I read it over and over again because my qualifications are too poor, my comprehension ability is too weak, and I have to read it several times before I can write it down.

Also, the most important thing is that you can't disappear now, believe me, you will definitely be able to wait for a suitable inheritance disciple.

When the time comes, you will teach her again, and you will be the essence of your future in the future

You can receive inheritance disciples openly, right? And I can only pick up a bargain."

The man in ink apparently scoffed at her claim.

"Okay, it's been four times, no matter how stupid you are, you should have learned."

With his hands behind his back, he turned to look at Situ Yu, and he felt the strength of his spiritual sense.

Sure enough, this person didn't know what the way to come from, and not only did his soul body not lose half of it, but it was more flexible and agile at the moment. As Situ Yu said, it would be okay to wait for tens of thousands of years.

"I say, why are you? I was about to dissipate when my mission was completed, and I had to wait for thousands of years to be forced by you like this.

You don't know, even if I'm just a touch of inspiration. But how lonely it is to be alone in this space.

It might as well be dissipated, but rather a relief.

I don't know what the ontology thinks, if he wants to accept apprentices, he will take it himself, what is the use of having to come to such a test, what use do you say?

Haven't you encountered such a demon now?

Where can you be his apprentice in peace, when the time comes, I hope to see him after I dissipate and return to my body, and my expression after knowing everything......

The man in ink chattered endlessly, and Situ Yu listened to it with relish.

Indeed, he will not become his apprentice, but what about the original body?

This was originally the opportunity of the original body, she was cut off by Yuan Hexu in her last life, and she may be able to help her keep this opportunity in this life.

Situ Yu secretly made up his mind to throw the silly girl into this space when the right time came, so that he could cultivate a relationship with his apprentice. Accepting apprentices, isn't it just a matter of meeting the eye and getting along more. After a long time, there will be feelings.

As for that Siyuan Zhenjun, is he worthy of being a master?

After thinking about it, he almost learned his sword skills, and simply said to the man in ink.

"You've been active for so long, and you're tired. Just rest in this space first, and get some sleep when you're fine.

When I am done, I will bring your true heir to you, and then you will teach her properly.

In the future, you master and apprentice will ascend together, go to your essence together, and achieve a master-apprentice relationship, which is simply perfect."

The man in ink was amused by Situ Yu's shamelessness, and he was quite able to arrange it for himself, but what could he do? After making the knife four times, it should have dissipated, but she forcibly left it.

What else can I do? I can only continue to stay!

She said that she would help her find a real heir, or see who she would bring over, if it was too bad, she would not recognize it.

Now, I have to stay here anyway, I can't go anywhere, I might as well sleep.