Yi Xiaobai recalled Leng You's words on the road, controlled the sword, and achieved the effect of flying.

"Isn't that consuming spiritual power? What kind of business is this? The idler's wooden boat only consumes spiritual stones, and this spiritual stone cannot be compared with spiritual power. ”

"But if it's a sword spirit, it shouldn't consume my own spiritual power, ......right? That is, the formless becomes tangible, and the formless becomes intangible?"

Yi Xiaobai had a clue in his heart. Take out the broken iron and put it on the ground. When I raised my eyes, I saw my cave, about ten feet away.

He activated his spiritual power and controlled the blade, causing it to levitate in the air. When it was stable, it jumped up without hesitation, and fell down without any suspense, and the sword was always hanging in the air.

"How is this possible! I can't stand still, how can I fly?"

He still didn't understand why Yu Ziqing was able to fly with his sword when he practiced qi at the seventh layer, flew from Jiuzong Mountain to Lingyu Yuan, and flew back again.

"They don't consume the spiritual power of sword cultivation, so far away, Cai Jue is almost out of breath......

I tried a few more times, but I fell off my sword. The only time he didn't fall down was also the result of his own spiritual power support.

I went back to the cave and thought about it for a few nights. He decided to secretly go to the martial arts training ground in Master Yu Ziqing's territory to take a peek and see how their disciples who practiced the sixth layer of qi were cultivating.

His Royal Highness the Lord of Gusu City is a school field, and most of the elder's disciples practice the imperial sword on the school field. But most of the disciples can fly, and some are practicing swordsmanship.

Yi Xiaobai was seen by the disciples, so he pretended to pass by and walked slowly through the school field. Because his identity is relatively special, he is considered an inner disciple but has no master. All the masters and elders tacitly agreed that he could go anywhere in the Nine Sects Mountain, but it was different among the disciples.

"Who?"

was stopped by his disciple, and he put on a smile: "I'm sorry, senior brother, I made a mistake!"

"This place is Gusu Zhongfeng, and if you are not a disciple of Zhongfeng, you are not allowed to enter!"

The disciple raised his hand and pointed to the path behind him, signaling that he could leave. Yi Xiaobai didn't entangle with him, he had already written down the location of the school field.

After exiting the middle peak, he found a commanding height on the peak, climbed a tall pine, hid at the highest point, and saw the disciples practicing on the school field at a glance.

"It's a pity...... I didn't hear their tricks. ”

The distance was so far away that he could only see the movements of his disciples, but he could not hear their conversations.

Come to this tree every day to observe the disciples flying with Edgeworth, as well as their tricks when fighting. If there was something he didn't understand, he pretended to pass by Zhongfeng to listen to the elder's enlightenment to his disciples.

Yi Xiaobai nodded suddenly: "I see!"

"Who!"

Yi Xiaobai heard someone yelling behind him and ran away quickly.

Such days lasted for half a year. He was finally able to control the broken copper and iron in his hand, and he could fly a distance while standing on the sword, but because he consumed too much spiritual power, he didn't last long before he fell.

"The master has practiced qi at the ninth level...... Those disciples had only cultivated about six or seven levels of qi, how could they fly for so long?"

It was useless to just think about it, and he decided to listen to the elders again. He also knows that a shot changes places. The place where he appears is different every time, so the disciples who have seen him are basically different people.

Just as he was listening carefully, suddenly a voice came: "Who is it, who has not changed repeatedly?"

There was a sword that emitted a faint cyan sword light standing above Yi Xiaobai, and on the sword stood a young man, who was carrying a pitch-black sword box on his back, and squeezed out a smile and said, "Elder, excuse me......"

"You're not a disciple of Zhongfeng, you're here to steal learning?"

"Elder, if you say that, I don't have much more to say...... But I'm not stealing, I don't have a master, I can learn anything, this is the order of the master. "When he moved the head of the house, he didn't believe that he couldn't scare a little elder.

Sure enough, the elder smiled faintly: "Yi Xiaobai, even if you count, you have been here no less than ten times, and you have been peeking over there for more than half a year...... Let me see what you've learned?"

Yi Xiaobai was pierced, his face was a little embarrassed, and while they were talking, several disciples hung over his head.

"Elder...... I don't really understand, what is a body as a sword, a sword as a body? Every time I can only fly a few zhang, now I can fly dozens of zhang, but the spiritual power consumed is too much, there is no need at all, right?"

The elder smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, the sword under his feet disappeared into the air, but the sword box behind him opened slightly, and with a sharp collision sound, the sword entered the scabbard. Then came the laughter of the disciples.

Yi Xiaobai didn't know what they were laughing at at all, there was nothing wrong with what he said, he had been consuming spiritual power.

The elder half coughed, and the disciple's laughter stopped, and he said, "It's not that you use all your spiritual power to resist the sword, but only one spiritual power, and that spiritual power is stored in the sword body like a spirit stone." It can be retracted at any time, and it can be urged at any time. ”

"Isn't that just using the sword as a medium to store spirits?"

"Of course not! Not all swords store spiritual power...... the elder suddenly looked at him with a straight face, and stretched out his hand, "Let me see your sword." ”

Yi Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, and handed over the broken copper and iron in front of everyone.

Some of the disciples couldn't help but laugh out loud, making him even more embarrassed. The elder took his sword and examined it carefully. A spiritual power was quietly injected into his hand, and he was completely unable to dissolve the rust on the sword's body. Again, a layer of rust peeled off. Don't dare to forcibly inject spiritual power, otherwise the sword body will be broken.

He handed it to him and said, "No wonder you haven't been able to get the essentials, you ...... this sword," he shook his head and said that he couldn't store spiritual power.

"Elder, are you saying that it can't store spiritual power, or is it that it can't fly?"

"Neither. The sword is the soul, and if the soul is destroyed, how the man uses it becomes mortal. Like those dead branches, they are not dead but have no life. He glanced at the rusty sword again, and looked sorry: "If you find another sword, you will definitely be able to refine it." ”

When the sound fell, he took his disciples back to the school. continued to observe the situation of the disciples and ignored Yi Xiaobai.

"Is it really about swords? But, shouldn't it...... If it is to store spiritual power, then the sword must have a spirit, otherwise it is impossible to fly for that long. ”

Yi Xiaobai always believed that there was a sword spirit, after all, he had really seen it in the ghost market shop. All kinds of difficult sword spirits, some fierce and some delicate......

He locked himself in the cave and spent his days thinking about the words of the elders. However, he did not delay in practicing qi, and the spiritual fluid consumed more and more. Sometimes he had to use the pills he had refined himself to barely maintain the consumption of Qi cultivation.

"The consumption of cultivation is far beyond imagination. ”

The spiritual fluid and elixir he had stored before were also stretched thin at this time. The cultivation that could last for about seven days, especially the cultivation of Tianshan Tong, accelerated the consumption of his spiritual liquid.

"The elixir can still be refined, but the spiritual liquid ...... The Medicine Pavilion can only receive so much, and it can't last ten days at all...... Can't you ask the little stutter they want?"

He also gave the tribute to Yu Ziqing, and all his resources were not enough to support his cultivation. After thinking about it, he could only go to Er Zhuang, even if he didn't have the spirit liquid elixir, he still had spirit birds there, and if he started from them, he could always continue to cultivate.

Fortunately, the spiritual fluid that Er Zhuang received every month was useless, and a cabinet had been stored.

"Erzhuang, why do you have so many?" Yi Xiaobai glanced at it, estimating that it was enough for him to cultivate for a year.

"Ever since I arrived at Jiuzong Mountain, I have been following my master to eat spirit birds and learn my magical powers. Spirit birds and spiritual fluids are not much different, and they can both be converted into spiritual power. Otherwise, how could there be so much spiritual liquid for disciples in Jiuzong Mountain? Of course, some disciples are needed, and if they absorb non-spiritual liquid to cultivate, they will have their own faction, but they will still give some spiritual liquid to their disciples every month. Er Zhuang raised his head and signaled: "Nuo, those are from after entering Jiuzong Mountain." ”

Yi Xiaobai opened his mouth wide again and said, "Won't it? That's it?

Er Zhuang didn't explain: "Anyway, I don't need it, I'll give it to you." ”

Yi Xiaobai was a little embarrassed, after all, this was the spiritual liquid that Er Zhuang had stored for decades, hesitated for a moment, and took a few bottles. Er Zhuang knew that he was a little thin-skinned, so he got up with a smile and swept all the spiritual liquid on the cabinet into his bamboo card.

"Brother, don't be so outside. ”

Yi Xiaobai looked at his eyes firmly and nodded seriously. He made up his mind that he must break through to the Great Perfection before the spiritual fluid ran out.

"How long have you been practicing the Ninth Layer of Qi Great Perfection?"

Er Zhuang replied disapprenosingly: "It's been nine years!"

Yi Xiaobai didn't answer, he wrote down Erzhuang's love in his heart, no longer bothered him, and after returning to the cave mansion, he wanted to break through his cultivation. But he encountered a lot of cultivation problems, and no one could solve his doubts.

One more day of cultivation is just consuming an extra bottle of spiritual liquid.

On this day, his formation was opened from the outside: "How is your Edgeworth Flying Cultivation?"

Yi Xiaobai heard that it was Yu Ziqing's voice, pretending to be calm, and breathing steadily. He found out that Yu Ziqing's cultivation had reached the realm of the tenth-level Great Perfection of Qi cultivation, and he was only a trace away from breaking through and entering the foundation building.

If she can build a foundation right away, she will become an elder......

Before he could finish his thoughts, he heard her continue, "Thank you for your breakthrough Dan." I know you don't want to see me...... I ...... Xing Mohai and I."

Yi Xiaobai suddenly stretched, opened his eyes lazily, and said suspiciously: "Hey, senior sister, why are you here?" Why didn't you say it earlier, I should have opened the door and asked you...... Oops, this formation doesn't seem to work, it always has to be reinforced, like this...... Senior sister, sit down for a while, and I'll go to them and ask for a formation. With that, the others slipped out of the cave.

It's not that he hates Yu Ziqing, but he doesn't want to make Da Zhuang have a knot in his heart because of her. He quickly ran to Erzhuang's cave mansion, rushed in and said, "Erzhuang, I'll hide here with you for a while." ”

Er Zhuang guessed that he should have caused something wrong with alchemy again, and said lightly: "Then let's say okay, everything can be done, but we can't do alchemy! Absolutely not allowed! Absolutely!"

Yi Xiaobai glanced out of the door from time to time, but he didn't see Yu Ziqing's figure, and he relieved himself and promised: "Absolutely no refining!"