Chapter Seventy-Four: Inheriting the Spirit
Huan Yin's surrounding world was shrouded in blood light, and the source of this light was the sword inspired by the sword in the black shadow's hand.
Huan had the illusion that he was going to suffocate to death under this blood light, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge. However, reason told him that he could only block, not hide. Or rather, there is no way to hide - it is an intuition, an intuition of fighting.
Huan Yinyang's sword was raised, horizontally in front of his chest, and a warm and soft white light emanated from the yang sword, which dispersed the blood light around him, and then this white light gradually expanded, until all the blood light around Huan Yin's body was forced back and replaced.
From a distance, in the blood-light dense forest, there is a little bit of white at this moment, this white is so pure, so arrogant, not eroded by the blood around it.
Then, the white light suddenly flew up and rushed towards the incomparable source of blood light in the sky!
"Boom!" there was a fierce roar in the air, and the jungle below seemed to be torn apart by an unknown force, centering on the place where the red and white lights met, and collapsed to both sides.
The blood in the air was still so overwhelming, but no matter what, it couldn't erase the white like a flaw.
Eventually, the blood in the center no longer seemed to be able to support the blood light in the sky, and the blood light faded away, and the sky returned to its blue, and the jungle returned to its green.
It's just that although the blood light is gone, the blood in the center is still the same, suppressing the little bit in front of it.
Then, the blood suddenly skyrocketed, as if it had used all its strength, forcing Bai who had been holding himself to death a little darker. Then a shout came from within the blood, and the red and white lights suddenly separated.
The blood light receded seven or eight feet, until it hit an extremely thick ancient tree, and it was blocked, and the ancient tree was also swaying, a little unsupported. The blood faded, and Yue Qingfeng's figure was revealed, his face was flushed, blood hung up from the corners of his mouth, and he felt a little burned all over his body.
At this moment, the white light that Huan Yin belonged to had also dissipated, and he fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spit out with a "wow".
Yue Qingfeng, in the middle of the fifth layer of condensation, urged the blow of the Demon Slaying Sword with all his strength, and under his indomitable momentum, the edge was too strong. Rao Shihuan resisted with all his strength, and with the help of the power of the Yang Sword, but without performing other moves, he really couldn't catch this blow.
"Hmph, it's surprising that you can resist me, with your cultivation, you can reach this level. However, if you don't use your sword qi again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to think about not dying. Yue Qingfeng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said coldly.
Huan Yin chose to resist hard just now, just to see what level of combat power he would have if he didn't have sword qi. After all, one day, when he and his peers have cultivated to a certain level, everyone will follow the path of sword qi naturally, and at that time, sword qi will no longer be able to be used as a killer weapon. If he always uses sword qi as a shield, then he can only paralyze himself in the end.
Huan Yin struggled to sit up from the ground, and the Yang Sword that had always been clenched in his hand slowly lifted, glowing white again. The attempt was in the past, and now he had to fight with all his might, to defeat Yue Qingfeng, and he didn't want to be a flaw in his own team.
"Come!" Huan Yin yelled at Yue Qingfeng above, he who had already stood up straight at this moment, the white light on the Yang Sword flowed, and there were even more sword rays floating on it. As long as the sword light comes out of the sword, it is sword qi!
Yue Qingfeng saw Huan Yin's serious appearance, and suddenly laughed: "Okay, good, good, let Yue come to comprehend the benefits of Your Excellency's sword qi." ”
Huan Yin didn't say much more, and as soon as the Yang Sword pointed out, a blazing Yang Sword Qi shot out, directly hitting Yue Qingfeng above. When Yue Qingfeng saw the sword qi coming, he jumped and dodged the moment Huan Yin sword qi attacked.
However, in the next moment, Huan Yin had already taken the opportunity to fly up, and directly jumped to the place where Yue Qingfeng was within ten zhang of Yue Qingfeng, who was in the air. Huan Yin knew that the first sword qi was too far away, and although the sword qi was extremely fast, with Yue Qingfeng's reaction, it was impossible to dodge. His first sword qi had only one purpose - to find an opportunity to approach Yue Qingfeng.
Now, Yue Qingfeng was in the air, and he was so close to Huan Yin, if Huan Yin hit the sword qi again, how could he dodge?
This is exactly the opportunity Huan Yin wants!
Huan Yin used all his strength to mobilize the power of the Yang Sword, and suddenly the white light on the Yang Sword surged wildly, looking at the momentum, his blow was by no means comparable to any sword qi that he had played before.
Yue Qingfeng's pupils contracted, his hands pinched frantically, and the green tendons on his face bulged even more, and he shouted: "Blood Shadow Sword!"
In an instant, Yue Qingfeng conjured up two demon slaying swords in front of him again. He crossed his three swords, the hilt of his sword pointed to the ground, and the tip of his sword pointed to the sky, blocking in front of him. Then, a strong sword light burst out from the three swords at the same time, filling the original gap between the three swords, and finally forming a blood shield.
As soon as the blood shield was formed, Huan Yin's sword qi also shot out. This is an extremely hot sword qi, this is the strongest sword qi that Huan Yin has been able to fight so far!
"Boom!" The white light collided with the blood shield, and the red light on the blood shield flickered wildly, making the white light that came from it dim a lot at this moment, and it seemed that it had weakened most of the power of the sword qi.
However, how easy is it to counteract Huan Yin's crazy blow? The blood shield only lasted less than half a breath before it suddenly collapsed, the blood on it disappeared, and the two blood shadow swords dissipated directly. The weakened sword qi directly pressed the sword body of the Demon Slayer Sword and slammed into Yue Qingfeng's body, and then flew backwards with Yue Qingfeng.
"Boom!" There was a sound of trees collapsing in the dense forest, it was the sound of Yue Qingfeng constantly knocking down the trees in the forest under the bombardment of the Yang Sword Sword Qi.
In the end, the power of the sword qi dissipated, and Yue Qingfeng crushed the last tree, falling to the ground along with the trunk.
After a long while, Yue Qingfeng slowly crawled out of the ruins formed by the collapse of the trees. At this moment, his tattered clothes were already blood-red, and his chest was even more charred black, which shocked his eyes.
Yue Qingfeng gasped for a long time, and during this time, blood kept vomiting out of his mouth, and then he raised his head to look at Huan Yin, who had already stayed on the trunk of the tree at a high place.
"Hahahaha, good, good. Sword Qi is really a power that should not be grasped by Qi Condensing Cultivators. Yue Qingfeng laughed out loud with satisfaction.
"If one day, I master the way of sword qi, I don't know what it will be like, hahahahaha. Yue Qingfeng licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of bloodlust, and he didn't seem to care about his injuries at all.
"Huan Yin, I'm afraid that the first newcomer will be the first to martial arts this time, it should be you. ”
"Yue Qingfeng, you and I don't have a deep hatred, I won't kill you, you better leave. ”
Yue Qingfeng's eyes suddenly flashed with anger: "Why, at the beginning I was on top and you were below, I never underestimated you, but now that we have changed positions, you have begun to arrogantly trust yourself?"
"I don't mean that. Huan Yin was concise and to the point.
"Hmph, if you know martial arts, you really win, but now it's not martial arts, but you and I are duel, if you want to win me, you have to ask my Xuanyuan Ling if you agree. As he spoke, Yue Qingfeng suddenly had an extra cyan token in his hand, and the word Xuanyuan was engraved on the token.
"Cheng Lingjing!" Huan Yin's tone was full of surprise.
Yue Qingfeng nodded, and said proudly: "Good eyesight, Senior Brother Huan has broad knowledge, Yue admires it." This Xuanyuan Decree of mine is mixed with a small amount of Chengling Essence. ”
The spirit essence is a different material from heaven and earth, not to mention the land of Kyushu, and it is rumored that it is difficult to find this essence in the heavenly realm and hell. It has been countless years since the spirit was first discovered by cultivators. However, when this essence is found, whether it is in a high mountain, or in a deep valley, or from the sea, or by a stream, there is never a fixed place, and there is no law to follow, so no one can give an exact statement on how this essence is produced and where to find it. Therefore, those who can have this thing must have great luck and great opportunities.
The reason why Huan Yin knew Cheng Ling Jing was because although Cheng Ling Jing was not a material for sword casting, it was a special material, which happened to be recorded on the light curtain made by the pillar of the Sword Pavilion. This spirit essence is a natural material, it does not need to be built, and it cannot be created, and there is only one role - the spirit bearer.
The so-called spiritual inheritance is to carry spiritual power. There are two kinds of spiritual power, one is like a spirit stone, the spiritual power carried is the same as the spiritual power contained in the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, it does not have subjectivity, and can be absorbed by anyone. There is also a way to carry spiritual power, that is, the beings of the six realms absorb the external spiritual power with their souls and conceive them in their bodies, and this spiritual power has been assimilated by the main body of the soul, and has a subjective nature, which can no longer be absorbed by others, but can be used by themselves to exert magical powers.
This way of carrying spiritual power is the second way, which is the carrying of the main nature. In other words, the spiritual power in the spiritual essence comes from the subject that infuses it with spiritual power, and although this spiritual power cannot be absorbed by others, it can be used by others to stimulate the cultivation power of the subject. Even the subject can infuse his own spell into the spirit essence through spiritual power, so that as long as others hold this piece of spirit essence, they can stimulate the subject's spell.
"Originally, according to the rules of the sect, it was impossible for a disciple in the Qi Condensation Period to possess the treasure of inheriting the spirit essence. However, an uncle in the door looked at me differently and privately created this Xuanyuan Decree for me with a small amount of Soul Essence. Although the Xuanyuan Order in my hand is much worse than the real Xuanyuan Order, the protective power contained in it is more than enough to block your sword qi. I have this order in hand, what are the chances of winning if you fight with me?" Yue Qingfeng looked unruly.