Chapter 20: Sword Soul

A cold wind blew through the bamboo forest, and I saw that Xi Lao's hanging scorched black arms were fluttering with the wind at this moment...

"It's okay, my good apprentice, haven't you just lost the essence of your arms? Old man, I can still cultivate such excellent apprentices, and when Xiao Xuanzi surpasses him as a teacher in the future, maybe they will be better on their own! The calm voice was as if nothing had happened.

"Woooooo

The calmer the voice, the more sad Han Xuan cried. After all, today's qiē is all due to oneself. Xi Lao's arms were seriously injured twice, both of which were to protect himself.

Gradually, Han Xuan's crying voice calmed down, his eyes were sharp as if he could penetrate a qiē, and his determined eyes turned to look at the distant sky after staring at Xi Lao's kind face.

Because, from this moment on, the transformation and growth of the soul causes the young eagle to spread its wings and soar. Let the dangers outside the sky be repeated, and there will be many tribulations, but also to the sky, proud of the others!

"In the past, I grew up under the protection of my teachers. From now on, the teacher only needs to look at the apprentice from behind him. Because, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you anymore!"

Han Xuan, who was muttering in a low voice, and his black patriarch's robe was dancing with the wind at this moment.

Just as Xi Lao's eyes were moist with relief at the transformation of the young eagle that was about to spread its wings, a chilling momentum that had never been seen before suddenly roared out from Han Xuan's body!

With the entry of the majestic heaven and earth soul like a torrent, the barrier that had not been broken through for a long time was actually broken through in a devastating attitude.

There was a continuous muffled sound in his body, as if something had been shattered. Then, the originally vague heart vein source spirit was condensed a lot again! Looking inward, the flow of the source spirit in the heart vein was clearly visible for the first time at this moment.

"Bang"

His arms shook slightly, his sleeves stirred, and the air around him was shaken by Han Xuan's seemingly indifferent movements. A feeling of fullness, which was more powerful than the previous Eight Turns Gathering Spirit, spread all over Han Xuan's body. After a few breaths, the momentum surrounding Han Xuan's body slowly calmed down!

Advancement: One turn to the early stage of the soul arrow!

Jump two levels in a row, and advance effortlessly. Han Xuan, who was dazed by this sudden unexpected joy, touched the back of his head in embarrassment, at a loss!

For Han Xuan, who suddenly advanced to the breaking rank, Xi Lao also showed joy on his face! Speaking of which, this unexpected joy can be regarded as a little comfort for Xi Lao's heavy price to pay!

He shook his powerful palm and was slightly intoxicated with the more powerful power in his body! Han Xuan, who was still concerned about the injuries on Xi Lao's arms, did not express too much joy on this!

"Teacher, what's that?"

Respectfully helped Xi Lao up, remembering what had happened just now, Xuan asked slowly.

"I thought it would come later, but I didn't expect it to be so much earlier!

Sighing, pausing slightly, as if sorting out his disordered thoughts, Xi Lao said word by word:

"Sword! Soul!"

The words fell, panicked, and the night passed quietly. The warm sunlight softly sprinkled on the inky bamboo forest.

Mottled bamboo shadows appear spontaneously, stretching and shifting with the sunlight. At this moment, the calm bamboo forest suddenly looked like a sword forest under the reflection of the sun. One after another, the fierce blades of the sword stood straight between heaven and earth, pointing straight to the sky!

......

"Sword Soul, what is that?" Han Xuan asked in amazement at this unfamiliar word.

"The sword soul is simply the soul of the sword!" "Xi Lao used his remaining strength, crossed his arms on his knees, adjusted his chaotic breath and said slowly.

"Swords, there are souls?!" It was nothing more than Han Xuan's surprise, after all, the world we know, it seems that only living beings have souls, but we don't know that when something is powerful enough to shock heaven and earth and shake the power of nature, it will produce a soul by chance, and have its own consciousness, stored between heaven and earth!

Moreover, when the strength of the owners of these objects is too rebellious, in order to enlighten these objects and make them otherworldly, sometimes it is necessary to instill the slightest soul power into them, which is also a prerequisite for these objects to produce independent soul creation in the future! Obviously, the sword soul here belongs to the latter!

One can imagine what kind of heavenly power the owner of this soul-slaying sword has!

After all, this kind of powerful sword soul may be eaten by a few people if it is not said well, and eventually become a sword soul puppet! Not to mention the inability to manipulate the power of the sword itself, it will turn the wielder into a walking corpse-like alien! How can it not be intimidating!

"Yes, born in the heart of man, in heaven and earth. Do you still remember what your teacher told you about the independent beings of the Soul Arrow Clan?"

Seeing Han Xuan nodding silently, Xi Lao, who had sorted out his language, continued:

"This Soul Slashing Sword is the weapon of the Soul Arrow Clan, which is independent of other races! Sometimes, the sword has even become a symbol of the soul arrow clan, deeply engraved in the hearts of all beings!"

Han Xuan, who slowly raised his right hand and stared solemnly at the shallow sword mark on his wrist, didn't know when, a sense of pride from his blood spontaneously appeared!

"The sword soul is not an isolated existence, and it is theoretically impossible to make it. In other words, the traditional sword conferral is not just a cumbersome ritual to recognize a soul arrow cultivator who has officially advanced to the soul arrow and begins to cultivate the right path. Its true significance lies in awakening the sleeping sword soul in the body of every successful soul arrow of the Nine Transformations Gathering Spirit! Traditionally, people call it "Kaifeng"!".

Yu Baxi fell into a short silence, and secretly said to himself in his heart: "But judging from the current situation, the sword soul of Xiao Xuanzi's Soul Slaying Sword is obviously not among them! Why didn't I find out about these before, rashly taught the sword, and didn't listen to those guys, but this time it seems that I was acting rashly! But now I can only take one step at a time! Otherwise, those guys will come to harass me again! It's rare for my ears to be quiet for once, but it seems that in the end, I still need to ask those verbose guys to help me look through the remaining ancient books of the four major countries and secretly investigate and study. Alas, what a hassle!"

Not noticing Han Xuan's staring gaze, and in the end, Xi Lao blurted out what he was thinking!

"Troublesome, teacher, what kind of trouble are you talking about?" was suddenly asked by Han Xuan, and instantly realized that he had slipped his mouth, after all, there are some things, it is better that the current Han Xuan still doesn't know before he has the strength! casually found a reason to prevaricate in the past, Xi Lao stopped dwelling on this topic, and continued:

"Ahem, then, when it comes to souls, since they are souls, they naturally have the same aura, character, and name as human beings! Finding a slightly flat piece of ground, Xi Lao moved his body slightly, and then took out some white cloth from his arms, and wrapped it around his blackened arms with the help of Han Xuan, which could be regarded as a simple bandage.

"The name... Name..."The illusory pale white figure suddenly flashed in Han Xuan's mind again, if the other party really had a soul like himself and was still an alternative existence of his own soul, then he didn't even know the other party's name in the terrifying confrontation that almost got into his life last night. After all, as the saying goes, the strong face off, one sign up, and the other shines the sword!

"It seems that I have been despised..."Han Xuan suddenly muttered. Turning to look at Xi Lao, whose arms had been wrapped in white cloth but his expression was still a little painful, he suddenly got up, paused slightly, and suddenly said firmly:

"Teacher, I want to enter the realm of delusion again!"

"What?!No!Absolutely not!" Xi Lao shook his head frantically and said calmly:

"That's too dangerous! Don't you have to go to Cheng Dù, who threatens your life, before you give up? This is not a game! It's a bloody battle! This kind of experience is terrible once, do you have to go a second time?" When he heard Han Xuan's inexplicable request, Xi Lao changed his indifferent temperament and even scolded the former angrily.

“......”

After a moment of silence, Han Xuan took the lead in breaking the tense atmosphere:

"As you said, teacher, this is a battle! A battle with my own heart! If I can't even defeat myself, what can I use to protect my family, what to use to pay tribute to my deceased mother and father... What do I use to face that man? Is it just blindly curling up and constantly evading? Teacher, Xuan'er still wants to help you heal your arms, but what can I do to protect you who regard me as a dearest?!"

A series of interrogations, a series of roars, every word came from the hysteria of Han Xuan's heart. The visible bloodshot on his eyes quietly climbed up, staring at the vicissitudes of life close to him with expectation.

“......”

"Well... Okay! It's up to you for now, but... There is a requirement for the teacher!" Xi Lao, who was completely conquered by Han Xuan's determination, accepted the eagerness before the acceptance, and after realizing his gaffe, his tone was kind again.

"What, teacher, you say!" Han Xuan said categorically.

"It's just... Protect my good boy and bring him back to me in good condition!!" His eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth rose, and Xi Lao's vicissitudes of life were full of warm smiles.

"Teacher..."

After hearing Old Xi's weak words, Han Xuan, whose eyes were full of tears, suddenly choked up.

At this moment, Han Xuan suddenly had an inexplicable impulse in his heart. With this close relative taking care of himself, even if he fights for his life, he will no longer let the person he wants to protect suffer in this life, because he has already decided to carry all the qiē on his back!

No matter how big the wind and waves are, I will block them, and no matter how much suffering there is, I will bear them!

Such a belief quietly sprouted from Han Xuan's heart at this moment and thrived under the care and care of Xi Lao, I believe that when it grows into a towering tree, Han Xuan will definitely become the peak powerhouse standing in the sub-space-time continent!