Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Spirit Sword Opens Up
But this is just his guess, he can't count it, go back and ask him if he knows what's going on.
"Ah Qian, what are you thinking?" asked the fine sen.
Shen Qian came back to his senses and said, "It's okay." Sister, are you free?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
Shen Qian said: "My master passed on my swordsmanship, and we can study and study it together." ”
The fine fairy nodded happily, "Okay." ”
"Sister, you go to Honka first, and I'll come when I see Brother Mo. Shen Qiandao.
Xixian said: "You go, I'll wait for you." ”
"Hmm. ”
Shen walked in the direction of the house.
I didn't walk for long, and I saw a white figure waiting at the gate in the distance.
Shen Qian paused and walked over.
When Mo Youqin saw him coming from afar, he just looked at him with a smile, and only when he got closer did he say, "Xiao Qian, you're back." ”
"Well, Brother Mo, what are you doing here?" asked Shen Qian.
Mo Youqin smiled and said, "Wait for you." ”
"Wait for me?" Shen Qian was dumbfounded.
"Well, I'm waiting for you, I've figured out you're coming back today, so I'm waiting for you here. Mo Youqin explained.
"No, why are you waiting for me?" Shen Qian asked, of course he knew that it was not difficult to figure out where he was with Mo Youqin's ability.
"Komao, you have to learn the sword technique as soon as possible. Mo Youqin suddenly said seriously.
"Huh?" Why did you get involved in this matter again? Shen Qianmeng was stunned.
"Your master must have taught you the mantra of swordsmanship. Mo Youqin said.
Shen Qian said: "I did teach, so he asked me to come out to learn the sword technique, and the height at which the Xuanbing Cave can fly is limited." ”
Mo Youqin said: "Show me your sword." ”
"Good. ”
Shen Qian's right hand stretched out to the cuff of his left hand, took out a sword made of ice, and handed it to Mo Youqin.
Mo Youqin took the sword, pulled it out, saw the thin and almost transparent sword body, and nodded slightly, "Good sword." ”
Then he saw the name of the sword, "Frost Flame, the sword has frost and the sheath tail has Nether Flame, which is in line with this sword." ”
Mo Youqin raised his left hand and pointed at the Frost Flame Sword with two fingers, and the spiritual power covered the Frost Flame Sword, retracted it again, and gathered at the place where the sword was connected.
"I enlightened the sword spirit, and after that, this sword has a chance to be promoted to the fairy sword. ”
As he spoke, Mo Youqin put the sword back into its sheath and returned it to Shen Qian.
Shen Qian took back the Frost Flame Sword, and a faint spiritual power passed from his hand into his mind.
"The hosts. ”
Hearing the young child's voice, Shen Qian looked at the sword in his hand in surprise.
It's just that this child's voice is really difficult to argue between men and women, and Shen Qian didn't understand whether the sword in his hand was male or female.
"The host !!"
As if knowing what he meant, Frostflame gritted his teeth and became angry when he called 'master' for the second time.
Shen Qian couldn't help laughing, and looked up at Mo Youqin, "Brother Mo, does Frost Flame have a chance to transform into a human form?"
Mo Youqin nodded, "Yes, but it's not physical." ”
"It's not an entity, it's a spirit, it's okay, it's okay, you can still come out and move. Shen Qian brought the sword to his eyes and said, "Frost Flame, you have to cultivate hard, otherwise I won't let you out." ”
"Yes, master!"
The soft and glutinous voice of the frost flame came, and Shen Qian couldn't help laughing again.
"Definitely. Mo Youqin said.
"What?" Shen Qian was puzzled.
Mo Youqin: "The sword spirit accumulates merit and transforms, the more it accumulates, the sooner it transforms." ”
"If you accumulate resentment, will you gradually lose even the sword spirit?" asked Shen Qian.
"No, the accumulation of grievances will also make it transform, but it will not turn into anything good, but into a big devil. Xiaoqian, don't use it to do bad things, it will affect your mind. Mo Youqin said.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't my master a big devil?" Shen Qian said jokingly, he didn't want to use it to do anything bad in his heart.
"Xiao Qian, this is not a joke, do you understand?" Mo Youqin frowned and grabbed his wrist.
Seeing that he was so serious, Shen Qian put the sword back in his sleeve, and said with a straight face: "Brother Mo, my master, he is the supreme of the Demon Realm, but he will not kill innocents indiscriminately, he has clear grievances and grievances, and he has kindness in his heart, he can still be like this when he grows up in the Demon Realm, how can I, as his apprentice, embarrass him? ”
Mo Youqin was slightly shocked, and after a while, nodded, "Okay, I believe you." ”
Shen Qian laughed, "Thank you, Brother Mo." But when the time comes, I will definitely not be able to commit suicide, so I will trouble Brother Mo to help me and give me a sword. ”
"I'm not going to kill you. Mo Youqin turned his head away.
However, Shen Qian's height was not good, but he still saw Mo Youqin's uncomfortable expression clearly, and sighed: "I also hope I won't go that far." Brother Mo, I promise you, if you are out of the peak, you must be cautious in your words and deeds. ”
"That's fine. ”
After some conversation, Shen Qianhuai focused on his main business and went to meet with the fine immortals.
Brother Mo should be able to calculate the past and the future, and when he suddenly said something and asked him to get out of the peak as soon as possible, there must be something going on in the outside world.
According to Brother Mo's character of caring for all beings, should he be asked to go out to save the common people?
Don't be funny, how strong is he?
The inner disciples of the hundred schools of the Immortal Gate, I am afraid that the foundation above the foundation will have to be counted by thousands.
Shen Qian felt that the more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and he simply didn't want to.
Before parting with Brother Mo, he gave him a storage bag.
Shen Qian looked inside, it was full of pills, some were detoxifying, and more were healing.
He was embarrassed to see it, every time he called Mo Youqin, he was either injured or embarrassed, and there was basically no good time.
Shen Qian put away the storage bag and walked towards the agreed Honka.
The fine immortals, who had been waiting under the ancient pine for a long time, were already impatient and began to practice by themselves.
When Shen arrived, she was trying at Edgeworth.
"Sister!"
Xixian looked up and saw that it was him, put down his hand, and said discouragedly: "Look, you can't fly." ”
Shen Qian approached and saw that the sword of the fine immortal was a green sword with a very spiritual aura, and he couldn't help but praise, "Good sword." Qingmei, good name. ”
The fine immortal sighed and said, "Ah Qian, where is your sword?"
"Here. ”
Shen Qian flicked his sleeves, and the frost flame sword came out, floating in the air.
The fine fairy's eyes flashed with amazement, and he reached out to touch it, "What a beautiful sword, what is its name...... Ahh
The moment it touched, the fine fairy retracted his hand like an electric shock.
Shen Qian was startled, and hurriedly looked at her hand, "Sister, how are you?!"
The fine fairy shook his head, looking at his fingers that were as white as jade, without the slightest scar, but the pain was still faintly remaining.
"I'm fine, Ah Qian, this sword of yours is so powerful, I was almost injured. ”
"This ...... What's going on? Brother Mo is obviously fine when he touches it. Shen Qian frowned and asked, "Frost Flame, what's going on?"
In Shen Qian's mind, a young child's voice sounded in fear, "Lord, master, no, it's not what you think, it's not that I'm going to hurt her, it's that she's too weak." ”