That Qingfeng sword is levitating!

Han Jing closed his eyes and slowly sent out the heavenly sense, and little by little he integrated into the sword's body, this kind of integration was a kind of refining of the sword with his heart!

Time passes!

A little flame finally appeared on the sword body of the Blue Blade, and then the flame gradually became hot, and at the same time became larger, directly enveloping the entire sword.

Above the sword body, an ethereal feeling gradually appeared.

This feeling is as if someone has appeared on the sword body, like a shadow, ethereal, but constantly condensed, gradually like substance.

It's a kid!

With his eyes closed, Han Jing saw a child appear on top of the sword body in his mind, crawling around, extremely naughty!

This is the sword soul, the sword soul tempered by Han Jing's heart!

This sword soul has just appeared, its eyes are hazy, as if it is full of curiosity about everything, although it is ignorant of the world, it is also full of vitality and innocence!

And then the child grew up, stood up, and then grew up, and became stronger!

At this time, it already has a kind of wild air, with arrogance, with the determination to dare to challenge a qiē, but it is also a little less calm......

......

"It's not enough!"

When Han Jing was already drenched in sweat, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said softly: "It's not enough!"

As a result, a stream of stronger soul power was also integrated into his heavenly sense, and continued to surge towards the sword body.

From this moment on, his heartbeat gradually merged with the sword: the sword, as if it also had a heartbeat.

At the same time, under the continuous tempering, in Han Jing's mind, the sword soul already had the calmness, personality and temperament it should have. It seems to be a middle-aged man, a middle-aged steady man.

This man is calm but decisive in his troubles, generous but also ruthless!

He seems to be Han Jing in his previous life, Han Jing at that age in his previous life!

......

"Poof......

In the outside world, the subordinates of the Han Mansion had just started to prepare for lunch, but Han Jing had already spent two months in his own fantasy world!

At this time, he had spurted a lot of blood from his mouth more than once, and this qiē was precisely because of the tempering of the sword, which consumed and devoured his mind, which was extremely painful for him!

But since it started, Han Jing will not give up: "It can be better!"

So he once again forced his soul power to the extreme and integrated it into the heavenly sense, and it continued!

......

Han Fu is already on the lights!

The people just felt that this day was very peaceful, because the old man was in retreat, Han Lingyan went to guard, and Han Jing was gone, so this was an extremely calm and relaxing day for them.

But in the illusion, Han Jing has actually spent the equivalent of three months!

At this time, his face was already as pale as paper, and the sweat on his body dried and flowed out, making the white shirt look a little strange, and it was also stained with a lot of blood.

And that sword soul, at this moment, the young face is long gone, and there are countless twists and turns on the vicissitudes of life, but there are also more kingly demeanors, and there is a certain feeling of fairy wind and bones.

And when he fused with the light of the sword itself little by little, it exuded a kind of sharpness that only a wise man has experienced after wind and frost, a domineering spirit that dares to tell the world!

......

"Poof......

It was only at this time that Han Jing finally opened his eyes, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

Tired!

It wasn't until he put his hands on the ground and gasped for breath that all the brilliance on his body disappeared in an instant.

But all around, the rest of the splendor flourished.

It's the brilliance of the sword!

Lost the original sword body, but has a dazzling sword soul!

"Haha...... Hahaha......"

Sensing something, Han Jing immediately looked up, and what he saw was a sword as cold as a substance hovering in front of him autonomously.

With a single move, the sword immediately let out a sword roar and fell into his hand: "With the perception of my previous life, the sword tempered with the ordinary life of a mortal is really good!"

Appreciating it with satisfaction, Han Jing sighed and said, "Ben Shao is really a genius! It's a pity that in my previous life, why didn't I think of refining the sword so much? Otherwise, wouldn't my sword be stronger in my previous life......?" It's a pity, it's a pity!"

It's a pity, at least in this life!

"It's not the best, but I can only help you reach your current level for the time being! Also, from now on you will be called 'Mortal Sword'!"

A sword is like a mortal, a sword is born in every mortal!

Hearing this, the sword that had just received its name let out a sword roar again!

......

At the same time, almost all the guards in the Han family's mansion were shocked: What's wrong with their own sword?

Quack Quack ......

Click......

In their hands or at their waists, their swords suddenly trembled strangely at this moment. Even some swords that were still in their scabbards trembled violently at this moment, as if they had met the lambs of the beasts of the flood, trembling!

"What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know......"

Two of the guards guarding the front door were the most embarrassed

Because there were guests coming, they were still distinguished guests of the General's Mansion - Yang Lin and Yang Yuwu. In the face of such a distinguished guest, the swords of the two guards seemed to rush out.

Is this worth it?

But soon, they saw that the look of the person who came was not right, especially Yang Yuwu, who looked at Yang Lin beside him with a shocked face at this moment: "Do you feel it?"

"What a powerful sword intent!" Yang Lin also looked shocked: "According to the classics, only a divine weapon that has reached at least a low-level grade will have such a sword intent, is it an illusion? No, the old man's sword seems to have felt this sword intent, and it actually trembled!"

Sure enough, they felt it too!

It's a pity that this feeling disappeared quickly!

When Yang Lin and Yang Yuwu's respective swords finally stopped trembling, the two glanced at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"The sword intent just now should have come from the Han Mansion! What the hell is going on?"

"A good sword of the ground grade, what is hidden in the Han Mansion!"

Looking at the two of them, the guards guarding the door of the Han family hurriedly clenched their fists and bowed deeply, and one of them took a step sideways and said respectfully: "General, the prince of my family has been in retreat, and he will not see ...... for the time being."

I said this because Han Jing and Han Lingyan had already explained: no one can see Han Wushuang, and no outsiders are allowed to enter the Han Mansion casually!

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Yang Lin had already strode forward: "Hmph! Han Wushuang will retreat, the old man is not here to find him! The old man is just coming to see my grandson-in-law!"

What the......

Hearing this, the two guards lowered their heads and glanced at each other, and they both saw a drop of cold sweat on their heads: Han Jing, when did the young master of our family become the grandson-in-law of your Yang family?