"What are you smirking at?" Su Chen looked at Su Ming with a smile on his face with some puzzlement, he really couldn't understand this 'good' brother now.

Ignoring Su Ming, who was stupidly happy, Su Chen stood with his sword again, proficient in the sword technique with the wind over and over again, until he completely mastered that mysterious feeling, Su Chen stopped, didn't look at Su Ming floating on the side, and asked: "Su Ming, do you know how to let the source spirit enter the sword?" ”

Su Ming, who was still stupidly happy, heard this, his face instantly fell, and he turned his head as if he didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?" ”

Not caring about Su Ming's expression, Su Chen stroked the Life-seeking Sword, slowly put it into the scabbard, and then said again: "Let the Source Spirit enter the Life-seeking Sword and become my natal divine weapon." ”

After saying this, Su Chen turned around, and when he turned around, he saw Su Ming's eyes that looked like idiots, and the disdain in his eyes was completely revealed, and he didn't have the appearance of respecting his brother before.

Before Su Chen could open his mouth to ask, Su Ming came to Su Chen's face in the blink of an eye.

"Source Spirit into the Sword? Su Chen, are you a star? Is it that you have too many idiots and like the feeling of being an idiot? ”

This series of scolding, Su Chen, who was scolding, was immediately stunned, a little at a loss, didn't I just ask? Why are you so excited? Su Chen suspected that if it weren't for Su Ming's inability to spew water, his face would already be full of spittle at this time.

After scolding, Su Ming raised his hands and slowly pressed them down from his chest, trying to regain his calm.

"If you want to forge the natal sword, the best way is to lead the sword into the spiritual sea, so that the soul can be with it, in order to nourish spirituality, the advantage is that through the soul together, the sword will nourish the sword spirit, and at the same time it will be of great help to the growth of your soul, the disadvantage is that this method has great requirements for the quality of the sword, and the sword below the ground grade basically can't withstand the day and night nourishment of the spiritual sea, and it won't take long to break."

"As for what you said about attracting the source spirit into the sword, it is to give up the advantage of the source spirit in the spirit realm, in exchange for a natal sword, the advantage is that the natal weapon is in hand, and the combat power has been greatly improved in the current realm, and the disadvantage is that if you lose the source spirit, the induction of the gate of vitality will be postponed indefinitely. Moreover, his weapons were no longer qualified to breed machine spirits. ”

After saying so much, Su Ming's originally calm heart became irritable again, and he couldn't help but eat stars.

"Which Wang Ba Qian's own son asked you to say that you used the source spirit to cast the natal sword spirit, grandpa, I will sell him now!"

Hearing this, Su Chen, who was deep in thought, instantly darkened his face, and he couldn't hear the joy and anger: "My father said it!" ”

"What about your father? He's a misguided kid! It's just ......"

Su Ming, who was still extremely angry, was stuck halfway through speaking, turned his head to look at Su Chen, and muttered, "Your father? So I'm grandpa? Isn't your dad .....?"

Before the words were finished, the next moment, the life-seeking sword was instantly unsheathed, and one person and one soul fought in this courtyard.

After a long time, Su Chen calmed down, and according to the method Su Ming said, he cut his fingertips, and a drop of blood slowly dripped from his fingers on the sword body of the life-seeking sword.

At the moment when the blood dripped on the sword, the life-seeking sword was like a living being, leaving Su Chen's palm without anyone controlling it, light and nothing, but with a heavy momentum, it slashed in front of Su Chen, and the originally solid space cracked in an instant, and the spiritual sea that Su Chen had seen once again appeared in front of Su Chen's eyes.

Only this time, the Spirit Sea seemed to have grown a little bigger.

Above the blue sea, Xiao Su Chen was still sitting upright on the spiritual sea, slowly swallowing and breathing. Different from before, at this time, the outline of a long sword faintly appeared above Xiao Su Chen's head, and after this outline appeared, the life-seeking sword emitted a crisp sword sound like an oath, and then like a light leaped away in front of Su Chen's eyes, passed through this crack, and landed steadily in that outline, without the slightest deviation, perfect fit.

After the outline of the life-seeking sword was pasted, Xiao Su Chen, who was still sitting in the sky above the spiritual sea, suddenly stopped spitting, and slowly opened his eyes, there was no trace of white in the dark eyes, deep and terrifying, and then looked towards the top of his head, the small palm was slightly raised, and a sword shadow peeled off from the life-seeking sword, fluttering gently, and fell into Xiao Su Chen's hand.

At a close look, the outline of the sword shadow is no different from the life-seeking sword, but only a confused sword shadow can be seen, and the details are not fully manifested.

At this time, Xiao Su Chen clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, but he couldn't fully grasp it, as if there was an invisible barrier between the two, and the horizontal bar was constantly between the two.

Slowly, Xiao Su Chen closed his eyes, and the originally calm spiritual sea instantly flooded with countless waves, and the turbulent waves continued to lap on Xiao Su Chen and the sword shadow's body, every time he slapped, the sword shadow would emit a crisp sword sound, and Xiao Su Chen's hands continued to tremble. But after each slap, the invisible barrier between Xiao Su Chen and the sword shadow would continue to diminish.

One time.

Two clicks.

Three times.

......

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Su Chen's closed eyes opened again, and there seemed to be a trace of white light in the originally dark eyes, and it seemed to have a little more brilliance, and at the same time, the originally vague solid shadow also became clear at this time, blooming with its own light in Xiao Su Chen's hands.

After a while, the light in Xiao Su Chen's eyes subsided again, and his entire eyes turned pitch black again, and finally closed slowly.

The shadow of the life-seeking sword is also clearly visible, and the sharp blade is constantly flashing with a strange light.

After all this was over, the life-seeking sword began to fall off between the outlines, and a sword light galloped in, emitting bursts of brisk sword sounds, and landed in Su Chen's hand.

"Cheer up and take a good look!"

Just when Su Chen thought that everything was over and was about to pack up and go home, Su Ming's voice suddenly sounded.

Before the words fell, above the sea of spirits, Xiao Su Chen gently played a sword flower, that is, standing with a sword, facing the vast sea of spirit, the life-seeking sword in his hand stabbed out directly towards a place, and then, countless moves that Su Chen had never seen before flashed one by one, one move and one style, all of them were natural, without delay. With each swing of the sword, the spiritual sea was like a companion dance, constantly setting off the waves and roaring.

Maybe it's Su Chen's illusion, or maybe it's the reason for the spiritual sea, in Su Chen's eyes, every time Xiao Su Chen swings his sword, he is invested in a kind of death, that is a kind of, although tens of millions of people, I am resolute, but also with a will to fall into battle, there is a heroic spirit of death and lifelessness, obviously standing in a quiet world, but it gives people a kind of encirclement, but still desperate to live, that kind of feeling, people can't help but tear, can't help roaring!

Sword after sword, move after move, Xiao Su Chen was like a lonely boat in the storm, in the endless storm, crumbling, but he rushed out of the waves.

Twelve swords flashed by, and another sword swung out, and a raging wave of Pengbai rose from the ground again, but this time, it made people smell a trace of life, like the dawn after darkness, giving people hope.

Xiao Su Chen swung his sword without disorder, his body shape kept changing, and then he jumped up suddenly, the long sword in his hand was like opening the world, and slashed towards the oncoming waves, only to see the sword light flash, and the huge wave was cut in half as if it was still, scattered, and then fell into the spiritual sea, letting out a huge roar.

"Seek life, live and die!"

After the sword move was cast, a simple and vicissitudes of life sounded slowly but firmly in Su Chen's ears, and at this point, Su Chen broke away from that shocking artistic conception.

Putting the sword into the sheath, Xiao Su Chen once again entrenched in the sky above the spiritual sea, the deep eyes were closed tightly again, and the small life-seeking sword was also placed on his legs, and the blue halo also appeared around again, glowing with a dark blue halo, and finally it was constantly swallowed and breathed by Xiao Su Chen.

At this point, the spiritual sea in front of him continued to fade, and the huge crack slowly closed.

And Su Chen was still in that shocking artistic conception, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

After pondering in place for a long time, Su Chen sat on the ground as if he had grasped some spiritual light, slowly closed his eyes, and the inspiration flashed, as if it was close in front of him, but far away in the sky.

Time passes, and the sun hanging high becomes the setting sun, and the setting sun becomes the crescent moon.

Su Ming lay on his back boredly, holding a shadow-like grass in his mouth, and looked at Su Chen, who had not moved for a long time, idlely.

A breeze blew, and Su Chen, who had not moved for a long time, finally opened his eyes at this moment, and a strong and sharp artistic conception continued to condense from Su Chen's body, slowly changing from weak to strong, and finally broke out violently.

With a soft sound, the life-seeking sword fell into his hand in response, and Su Chen felt the sharp and unstoppable artistic conception.

Su Chen raised his hand with his sword, and the sword technique continued to unfold from Su Chen's hand.

Windward.

Chase the wind.

With the wind

Over and over again, Su Chen took the trouble to unleash it, and slowly, an invisible sharpness seemed to appear on the life-seeking sword, lingering on the blade.

Feeling this indestructible and unstoppable sword aura, Su Chen's face suddenly became happy.

The formula that had been obscure to him was finally understood by him.

Holding the life-seeking sword, one sword and one sword, different from the sword trick of the wind, continued to unfold in Su Chen's hands.

"Slash!"

Su Chen shouted loudly, and the life-seeking sword in his hand slashed down from the top of his head, and a sharp sword light rose from the sword body, quickly killing the trees not far away.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the trees turned into two knots, and both fell to the ground, and the only remaining sword still blasted towards the rockery in the distance with powerful lethality, leaving a sword mark on its body that was one inch deep.

"Is this the sword technique displayed in the spiritual sea?"