Chapter 13: The Soul Arrow Clan [Second Update]

Slowly raised his right arm, and after carefully looking at his right wrist for a long time to no avail, Han Xuan, who raised his eyebrows lightly, said indignantly:

"Old man Xi, there's nothing here, if you tease me again, I won't have good tea for you to drink in the future. Knowing that Xi Lao likes to taste good tea, Han Xuan deliberately teased.

"Hehe" The old man smiled without saying a word, slowly took a few steps forward, approached Han Xuan, raised his right hand lightly, and tapped the latter's smooth forehead with the tip of his index finger.

Han Xuan instantly felt his mind dizzy and swollen, and a huge stream of information quietly poured in and deeply imprinted in his mind.

"And now?" said the old man with a warm smile.

Slightly stunned, Han Xuan hurriedly lowered his head, only to see a shallow sword mark on his right wrist at this moment, which was shining with a terrifying soul. The cold light flickered, and the white thin wrist was once again revealed.

"What is this?"

"Rongkong!" I don't know when, Xi Lao, whose eyes were slightly narrowed, suddenly changed his palms into a series of mysterious seals.

"Slash, Soul Breaker. The sheath sounds, the sword appears! Zhao Rui, out of the !!"

Before Han Xuan could react, Xi Lao let out a few low shouts from his mouth!

I saw the old man's right hand tremble slightly, and the space at his fingertips suddenly began to rotate and invert, and then a pitch-black hollow the size of a basin appeared!

The black hole leads straight into the void, and the pitch black color seems to be bottomless, and there is no end in sight. Ripples of space slowly dissipated from the edge of the black hole. Instead, a silver ray flashed out of the black hole. All I heard was the humming sound of the sword rubbing against its sheath.

"Qiang"

An ancient silver sword flashed out in an instant. A subtle sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in Han Xuan's ears, bringing strands of hair. Looking at it intently, at this moment, Xi Lao's wrinkled right hand was holding the ancient silver long sword!

The sword is out, the silence is dazzling!

Spatial ripples continued to spread out from the sword body, very majestic, as if every weapon in the world was overshadowed by this sword.

Han Xuan, who stared at his round eyes and didn't blink, said in astonishment:

"What is this?"

"The Soul Arrow Clan's Combat Weapon, the Soul Slashing Sword !!"

"Soul Slaying Sword?oh?!" As if suddenly realized, Han Xuan's eyes lit up, staring closely at the silver long sword in Xi Lao's hand, and said thoughtfully.

"How is it? Hehe, do you want to?" Looking at Han Xuan's constantly glowing eyes, Xi Lao asked with a smile.

"No...... Think!", Han Xuan, whose voice was slightly low when he said the word "think", pouted, desperately trying not to look at the silver sword like a treasure, and said stubbornly.

"Hey, don't forget it, I won't let anyone else see it."

"Think, think!" Seeing that Xi Lao turned around to leave, Han Xuan's small head lit up fiercely like a woodpecker!

"Hehe, stinky boy, don't hurry up and make tea for the old man" Xi Lao said with a smile at Han Xuan.

"Yes, Xi Lao" learned from the appearance of the people who served the old man in the past, and Han Xuan, who was very unwilling to serve a cup of fragrant tea to Xi Lao, stared at the former's smiling face with black lines, and squeezed out three words from between his teeth angrily.

"Well, good tea, hehe. Smelling the fragrance of tea, Xi Lao squinted his eyes and nodded slightly with a look of intoxication on his face.

"Stinky old man, don't take an inch!"

"Ahem" Hearing Han Xuan's angry shout, Xi Lao turned around again and wanted to leave.

"Okay, I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't go, old man!Oh, no! It's Xi Lao!" He scolded the stinky old man, and the helpless Han Xuan had to soften his tone and symbolically say to the old man.

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you. But if you want to talk about this soul slashing sword, then you have to talk about our soul arrow clan?"

After a slight pause, the silver light flashed again, and with a whoosh, it was inserted into the dark void, and as the space rotated again, the void merged after half a breath, and the space was as smooth as a mirror, still as calm as water.

After seeing Han Xuan's cute appearance with a look full of curiosity and nodding his head, the old man continued:

"Do you know how many years the sub-space-time continent has existed?

Han Xuan shook his head fiercely.

"Don't talk about you, it's the old man, I don't know the exact time of the time and space continent this time after living for so long. Maybe it's thousands of years, maybe it's tens of thousands of years, maybe it's even longer. Let's call that period Antiquity!"

"There is no way to study antiquity, so up to now, there have been many contradictory views. However, judging from the old man's insight and some legends recorded in ancient books, this ancient time did exist. And the soul arrow was born during that period a special race that surpassed humans and was as famous as powerful races such as divine beasts!"

"This race has independent bloodlines, clan crests, legislation, weapons, cultural collections, and a vast cultivation system for soul skills and souls."

"Transcendence is in vain, and cultivating to break the rank is the right way!"

The old man is colorful:

"The soul arrow is divided into ten ranks: arrow, scholar, teacher, sect, honor, king, emperor, saint, emperor, and spirit! Because of the bloodline, the huge advantage over human cultivators was undoubtedly highlighted from the beginning. In other words, the Soul Arrow clan can easily reach the Soul Arrow level from the time they are born. However, the "light yì" mentioned here is also relative!

However, as we grew older and boosted by cultivation, the souls that were still in their embryonic form began to condense in the soul arrow's body, and this process was called the "Nine Turns Gathering Spirits". After crossing the nine times of condensed spirit gathering and scattering spirits and gathering spirits again, the meridians in the cultivator's body can be successfully opened, and as the spirit gathering gradually matures, it will continue to expand and reinforce, laying a solid foundation for officially becoming a soul arrow in the future, which is customarily called "building a foundation".

"From the moment you step into the soul arrow, the right path of cultivation has officially set sail. ”

Xiao Xuanzi also knew that thousands of high-rise buildings were rising from the ground. But without a solid foundation, even the most magnificent building will one day become a castle in the sky. As far as cultivation is concerned, if this first step is not taken well, the higher you will go in the future, that is, when you reach the peak, the more difficult it will be to break through the bottleneck. When the time comes, every penance will be in vain, and everything will become ethereal at that moment. Deliberately raising the pitch and strengthening the tone a little, Xi Lao turned to continue:

And within this strict hierarchy, each level is divided into nine levels. Each breakthrough is called a turn. Each level is divided into three periods: early, middle, and peak according to the strength of strength and the time of promotion!"

"What about Old Xi, what about you, what level are you?" Han Xuan, who was fascinated by what he heard, was also blinking his dark eyes curiously at this moment, staring at Old Xi Dao.

"Old man... Ahem, it was too long to forget ......"

After looking at Han Xuanxi, who was slightly disappointed, he didn't dwell on this topic, and after taking a sip of fragrant tea to moisten his throat, he continued:

"Give Xiao Xuanzi an example, such as... For example, the Great Elder, I remember that he seems to be a soul master at the peak of the seventh transformation!"

"Hah?! The Great Elder turned out to be the peak of the Seventh Turn! That is a level that can compete with the patriarchs of the Lun and Yang families!

Xi Lao, who was squinting his old eyes slightly, slowly raised his head, his palm flipped slightly, and a strange soul fluctuation slowly overflowed from his body, and the surrounding space was a little stagnant at this moment.

Sage!

In this world, only a strong person who has reached at least the Soul Saint level can turn over his hands and stay in the air!

The stillness was fleeting, and Han Xuan, who had not yet gathered the spirit and successfully advanced to the soul arrow, naturally did not notice it.

......

"Then how can we keep breaking through the ranks?" Han Xuan suddenly asked.

"Whenever a cultivator reaches the peak of the ninth turn of this level, he can touch the thin barrier between the steps, which is as thin as a cicada's wings, and once again use the gathering and dispersion of his own soul to break through the ranks. ”

"That's... Spirit, what is it? Why is it called that? Sounds so strange!" Han Xuan asked seriously with a blink of thin dark eyes.

"Spirit... Ah?!" As if he had fallen into a distant contemplation, Xi Lao murmured in a low voice.

"Old man, I, I... I don't know!"

"Old man Xi, people are old and dizzy, and their speech is confused! What a stinky old man!" Han Xuan, who was listening energetically, was obviously not satisfied with Old Xi's vague answer.

"After all, no one has reached that level since ancient times...... Hey!" For the kind of zài that only exists in the legendary god-like level, it is not the ultimate goal of every soul cultivator.

However, the existence of this goal was gradually deified along with its difficulty in attaining, and gradually evolved into the belief of every soul arrow cultivator! Therefore, when he said "spirit", even the old man who seemed to be indisputable with the world in the past was full of longing and awe.

"However, through some ancient books, I know some secrets about the spirit, old man."

"Really?" Han Xuan's slightly disappointed eyes lit up again.

"Hmm!" nodded, and Xi Lao continued, "It is said that in ancient times, there really existed a soul arrow of the spirit level. He is the founder of the Soul Arrow Clan, and the ancient records of the Nine Heavens !! say: Ancient Nine Heavens Spirit!! so far, all the clansmen of the Soul Arrow Clan are all his descendants, and all of them have his blood flowing in their bodies!"

"Hey, this is also a secret? The women and children on the street all know it! The ancestor of the Nine Heavens, but the god who is admired and worshipped, when did he become a god?!"

"Yes, that kind of god-like being, thousands of years ago, he had already transcended all things in the world, and looked down on the sky and the earth from above the world!

"Okay, let's not talk about these mysterious things. That's not what I'm talking about, old man, but another secret that no one knows. That is, how to break through the Soul Emperor of the Most Holy Powerful in the second time and space, and the method of advancing to the Spirit!"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of cold wind blew through, causing the surrounding bamboo forests to rattle, as if worshipping the ancient Nine Heavenly Spirits. After a few breaths, it gradually calmed down!

Xiao Han Xuan, who rubbed his hands and shivered, still stared at Xi Lao tightly, pricking up his ears and paying full attention.