Wang Qidan is not big, but the voice he screamed out was earth-shattering.

It was as sharp as a whistle.

He was dying of pain, screaming and his voice was broken, and his face was twisting to the tip of his nose as he watched. He kicked his feet and fainted, and Mu Wen immediately woke him up, at this time, if he fell unconscious, not only would he not be able to gather his spirits, but he would also be in danger.

"Wow, ahhhh

"Pain Pain Pain Pain"

Mu Wen listened to Wang Qidan's wail, cheered him up, and said, "Hold back, it'll be fine soon." ”

"Master, you said that a long time ago. Wang Qidan's face was full of snot and tears.

With a snap of his fingers, he walked away from his abdomen.

Mu Wen breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wang Qidan: "It's done." ”

In fact, he didn't need to be told by Mu Wen, he noticed the changes in his body at the first time. Wang Qidan staggered to prop up his upper body, touched his lower abdomen and navel, closed his eyes and felt something, and his eyebrows were covered with ecstasy.

"This, this is spiritual power?" Wang Qidan cheered.

Mu Wen said: "Now that your realm is a first-order spirit disciple, quickly meditate according to the Nine Shadows I taught you." ”

Wang Qidan responded loudly, cross-legged and cross-legged, and his posture from beginning to end was subconsciously imitating Mu Wen.

Meditating is a very boring thing, but it is very fun for Wang Qidan at this moment, his mouth is pursed, and from time to time there is a burst of smirk.

"Whew. ”

Muwen coughed, walked a hundred meters away and stopped, his right hand outstretched. The Nine Shadows duel summoned the Nine Shadows Gate. With a wave of his hand, he poked out a bowl-sized hole, pulled out hundreds of souls at once, and then blocked the entrance of the cave.

The soul came to the human world in a very disturbance, but unfortunately it didn't take a few moments to be surrounded by the sword spirits.

"Drink. ”

Mu Wen grasped with his five fingers, controlled the sword spirits to crush the hundred souls, fused them into a ball, and then refined them into a high-grade sword spirit with the passage of time.

The results are quite satisfactory.

At present, it is Mu Wen's limit to involve a hundred souls at a time, and if he wants to refine the top-grade sword spirit into a pure sword spirit, he still needs to feed the soul in the future. However, there are the Thundering Sword and the White Frost Sword. With just a stroke of the two sect leaders, it can be directly refined into an Essence Sword Spirit.

Of course. It was only the Essence Sword Spirit, and their power could not forcibly refine the Sword Spirit to the Red Satin level.

Putting the high-grade sword spirit into his body, Mu Wen poked a hole in the Nine Shadows Gate.

Again and again, the soul was drawn out, and the sword spirit was repeatedly refined.

More than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

As a result of the first attempt to meditate. Wang Qidan spent a lot of time on this. I haven't woken up yet. He didn't need to eat. The spiritual power that constantly surged from his body made his body full of vitality.

On the other hand, Mu Wen had already refined a hundred high-grade sword spirits, and after he was included in his body, he had said that Thunder White Frost had helped, and they had all turned into essence sword spirits.

"Whew. ”

Muwen wiped the sweat from his forehead. Muttered, "A total of one thousand and one Essence Sword Spirits." For the realm of the third-order spirit king, it was already the limit. ”

Looking back at Wang Qidan, who happened to open his eyes.

His eyes were brighter, he looked at his body in disbelief, and said in surprise: "It's much stronger than at the beginning." After more than ten large cycles of meditation, he actually advanced to the eighth order spirit disciple. Master, is this the power of the Nine Shadows?"

"Hehe, you're only in the realm of spirit disciples now, of course it's much easier to advance or something. ”

Mu Wen picked up the package, threw Wang Qidan an air-dried chicken leg, and said, "After eating, split a few sword qi for me to see." ”

After Wang Qidan finished gnawing in twos and threes, he took out the sluice sword that Mu Wen had given him on the way to the ocean, took a deep breath, and slashed down at the ground with a wow.

The pale white sword qi touched the ground and only stirred up some dust.

"It's bad. Wang Qidan lowered his head.

Mu Wen said: "What's this, the strong people have come step by step like this." Come, I'll refine some sword spirits for you. ”

Hearing this, Wang Qidan's little heart beat wildly again.

Wave after wave of surprise, all blinded, he pinched his face: "I can't be dreaming." ”

Call.

A cloudy wind blew.

The Nine Shadows Gate suddenly appeared in front of Mu Wen, piercing a fog hole, pulling out a hundred souls, and completely subduing them very skillfully.

Wang Qidan watched firmly from the side, and asked casually, "Won't these souls be pitiful?"

"They don't even have full consciousness, how can the walking dead be pitiful. ”

Mu Wen preached, refining these souls that had already succumbed at the same time, and it took most of the day for a hundred souls to turn into fifty lower-grade sword spirits.

"Take it in the way I taught you. Muwen looked back.

Wang Qidan swallowed his saliva and nodded, with Mu Wen by his side, he had nothing to be afraid of. Looking at the faint glow of these low-grade sword spirits, three and a half feet long, probably at the position of his waist.

"It's so powerful, Xia Nan's top-grade sword spirit is only so big. Wang Qidan rubbed his hands and grabbed it.

Mu Wen pouted: "This is nature." These sword spirits were refined from the souls of the Nine Shadows. It's not a weak remnant elsewhere in the abyss. ”

"I'll catch it. ”

Wang Qidan grabbed a sword spirit and introduced it into his body little by little, he was a little clumsy, and he pulled it very slowly.

Caught off guard, this sword spirit trembled and resisted, it was resisting the contract, trying to reverse the spiritual power of Wang Qidan.

Wang Qidan noticed that there was an extra existence with an attack consciousness in his mind, and his face changed in fright.

Mu Wen had already expected that his finger from behind pressed against the back of Wang Qidan's head, and he shouted, and suddenly the inferior sword spirit obediently obeyed.

"Alright, let's take the next one. Mu Wen said.

Wang Qidan was shocked, and it took a while to wipe the cold sweat and grab the other sword spirits, secretly saying in his heart thanks to the master by his side.

Time flickered, and half of the sword spirit entered Wang Qidan's body.

The spiritual power brought is better than meditating, too much.

"Phew. ”

"Phew. ”

"Phew. ”

"Phew. ”

“”

The continuous movement resounded in Wang Qidan's body, his body was a little stronger, and his height was a little taller.

"Third, third-order spirit master," Wang Qidan is about to fly to the sky happily.

Mu Wen pinched his chin and said, "Originally, your body couldn't hold more sword spirits. However, after the promotion, it can accommodate more. ”

As he spoke, he motioned for Wang Qidan to continue to subdue the sword spirit.

While subduing, you can advance at the same time, and then you can continue to subdue the sword spirit, and finally all the fifty lower-grade sword spirits have been subdued.

Wang Qidan's face was tense, and he laughed too much and cramped.

"Am I really not dreaming?"

"Fourth, fourth-order spiritual priest?!"

"Oh my"

Seeing Wang Qidan excited like this, Mu Wen, who was a master, was also happy in his heart, and said to him: "Your martial arts path is much luckier than being a teacher. Hehe, when I was downcast in Bluestone City, where did someone help refine the sword spirit. All of them relied on their own meditation and cultivation to the point of being a spiritual priest and summoned the Nine Secluded Earth Gate, and then fought with the soul in the danger of nine deaths, and the refining sword spirit with one handle accumulated into a lot. ”

Wang Qidan came back to his senses, and after listening to these words, he deeply felt Mu Wen's sadness when he was young.

"It's all those bastards from the Douling Temple. Hmph, Qidan has to work hard to become stronger and follow the master to level the holy mountain. He clenched his fists.

"Good!"

Mu Wen approved, and the most favorite words in his ears were such words.

Then, he straightened his color and said to Wang Qidan: "This is the end of today's sword spirit refining. You still can't adapt to this body after becoming stronger, to put it bluntly, the foundation is unstable, and the cultivation array will be subduing the new sword spirit at that time. ”

"Yes. "Wang Qidan should be again and again.

He smiled with a smile in his eyes, he would not be a drag oil bottle from now on, and he firmly believed that if he worked hard to cultivate, he would definitely be able to contribute to the future battles. (To be continued......)