Shangguan Bingyan's words to himself undoubtedly did not hit Baili Fusheng's heart hard, he originally thought that the sword master of the candlelight sword was Ye Xiaochen last moment, but he never expected it to be himself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Baili Fusheng's face was full of doubts about what Master Shangguan Bingyan had just said: hesitantly: "It's me?!"

"That's right, it's you, the sword body of the candlelight sword already has your spiritual sense, and it has already regarded you as the sword master. Shangguan Bingyan saw Baili Fusheng's face of disbelief, and said resolutely, "Fusheng, the guardian spirit of Songfeng Pavilion will be awakened by you." ”

Although the mileage of cultivation is long, but it is at this moment that Baili Fusheng made up his mind, and the desire to become stronger in his heart gradually expanded, and his first expectation was to reach the realm of the sea of clouds and wake up the gods sleeping in the candlelight sword.

Baili Fusheng replied softly, "Yes, master." ”

A figure appeared in Shangguan Bingyan's eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his mind, and he said lightly, "Fusheng, Kunlun Huiwu will do your best, there used to be a person like you who was slightly less talented, but in the end, he became the strongest person on the Shenzhou Continent, although everyone's spiritual roots and spiritual consciousness growth only began to emerge at the age of sixteen, but the subsequent growth was at different times, so you don't have to be anxious." ”

Master Shangguan Bingyan's words, if Baili Fusheng hadn't heard He Yaochen's story about that person, he would definitely think that what Master Shangguan Bingyan said this time must be comforting himself, and Baili Fusheng had to admit that he did have a striking resemblance to the legendary person. "Yes, master. ”

The silvery moonlight shone on the ground, and everywhere there was the mournful cry of crickets. The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a soft net that envelops all the scenery. All the eyes come into contact with is covered with this soft net, no grass or tree, not as realistic as in the daytime, they all have a vague, empty color, each of which hides its delicate point, all keep its secrets, so that people have a dreamlike feeling, every place on Kunlun Mountain is like a secret place.

Baili Fusheng returned to the room with a heavy heart, as if he had lost his mind, "Uh...... Ahhh......h

"Who ?!!" Baili Fusheng looked around the room in horror, but the terrible voice only existed for a moment, and it was inexplicable when the bright sound came at noon during the day.

Baili Fusheng subconsciously thought that it was the sound of the candlelight sword, so he hurriedly walked to the curtain of the couch, but the next moment, this thought was broken, and the divine sword candle hanging by Baili Fusheng in the curtain did not react at all, which also made Baili Fusheng fall into incomprehension again, shook his head, and regarded it as a sound from another secret place in Kunlun Ancient Cave.

These days, the master Liu Qingfeng has been rigorously trained, so that everyone in the inner courtyard disciples is shrouded in exhaustion, and it has just been dark for a while, and he has already fallen asleep in his own room, and from time to time there are a few disturbing "snoring" sounds, and the same is true for Baili Fusheng, but he is different from others, he sleeps with the heavy heart in his heart.

The sky was pitch black, as if it had just been dyed with ink, and the occasional few stars seemed to be a few bits of light as the mellow moon crossed the sky......

The secret of Baili Fusheng's body, on the Shenzhou Continent, it seems that only the god Mingyin who is sleeping in the candlelight sword body knows it with the spirit vulture of the South Fishing and North Immortal Grass Hall, and the terrible voice that came out just now is that the immortal pattern on the back of Baili Fusheng is slowly devouring the spiritual consciousness of the three dragon beasts obtained a few days ago, and the three dragon beasts are already extremely angry, although the only remaining three dragons and three spirits in the spiritual consciousness instinctively resist from the devouring power of the immortal pattern, but how can they resist the power from a secret world.

The inner courtyard of the Taiji Hall was so silent that even the sound of the flow of well water in the ancient well could be heard, and in the hundred-mile floating room under the night, the immortal pattern on the back emitted a red light, enveloping every corner of the room, and the light emitted by this immortal pattern was enough to make people feel an unprecedented sense of fear.

But from the outside of the room, there is no trace of anything unusual in the room of the hundred miles of floating life, and there is no light from the immortal pattern at all, but it is very strange, as if it has spirituality, hidden on the back of the hundred miles of floating life, so that no one can see the abnormality.