After listening to the words of the young woman in the blood robe, Jing Yun was full of excitement, just hearing the name knew that it was not a good place, but the most important thing was to pass the current level first.

At this time, his whole body was as stiff as ice, but fortunately, his thoughts were not controlled, and according to the words of the young woman in the blood robe, he silently operated the blood sword to break the first layer in his mind.

A few days ago, he also tried to condense the sword soul, although the blood sword duel contained a lot of predecessors' experience and mantra cultivation methods, but there was no reaction when he called it, just like the dog biting the hedgehog, he had no way to start, so he had to give up.

I thought that my spiritual power was not enough, so I turned to specialize in spiritual energy, hoping to wait for the middle stage of condensation, and then cultivate the sword soul.

Now that he thought about it, he was a little surprised, it turned out that he needed this sword cultivation pool supplemented by sword techniques to condense the sword soul.

"Heaven and earth are primates, and all things have souls. The soul inherits the truth, derives its emptiness, and unites the virtual and the real, which is for life. People have three souls and seven souls, and the sword also has a soul, and the sword soul of the blood sword duel is born in the qi sea primordial fetus, endowed with essence and blood as the base, and added the aura as the body, and the result is condensed...... "Jing Yun silently recited the first layer of the heart mantra of the blood sword duel, and ran the aura in the body to try to condense the sword soul.

At this time, he felt that the operation and mobilization of spiritual power in his body was much smoother than before, and some sluggish places were also extremely smooth, and he couldn't help but sigh at the magic of the sword cultivation pool.

Jing Yun tried again and again in the sword cultivation pool, and after each failure, he felt that he was one step closer to success, and so on and so forth, and gradually gained the confidence to succeed in condensing his soul.

And because of the efficacy of the medicinal power of the sword pool, he didn't feel tired of his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart.

Time passed day by day, and eighteen days had passed since entering the pool.

"Click!" A faint sound like an eggshell shattering sounded, and I saw thousands of crystal balls in the sword pool, one of which suddenly shattered like a glass ball, revealing a round fat face, a head far larger than the other children.

Xu Budong opened his somewhat dazed eyes and looked around, and then seemed to remember something, full of excitement and joy for a while, just when he was about to open his mouth and roar at it to express his feelings after success at this moment, suddenly a bloody light seemed to fly from the sky, hitting his eyebrows with incomparable accuracy, which immediately made him unconscious, and the expression of the previous moment was also frozen on his face.

"You're going to yell at it, then it's okay!" a blood-robed disciple walked towards one of the caves with Su Budong in his arms, scared for a while.

Less than an hour later, another child had a puck shattering from his head, and before the child could open his eyes, he was stunned by the disciples who were waiting around him and taken him from the pool.

In the days that followed, more and more children were taken out of the sword pond, but only a fraction of the number of people still in the pool.

Day 27.

This is the first time that he has failed, Jing Yun can't remember it clearly, but he was not discouraged, just now the sword soul had been successfully condensed, but at the time of the final guidance, a trace of anxiety appeared in his heart, and it was this distracting thought that made the soul condensation all his previous efforts abandoned.

Subsequently, he summed up all the failed experiences in the past, and after some precipitation, he began to use the blood sword duel in the center of the Yuan Fetus to open up a sword-shaped land, using the blood essence in the Yuan Fetus as the base, supplemented by spiritual power, using the effect of the medicinal power of the sword pool, and then introducing it into the sword shape in the center of the Yuan Fetus.

He silently recited the mantra, using the Yuan Fetus as a furnace to smelt the power inside it into one, and after a quarter of an hour, a slightly illusory sword shadow finally condensed in the Yuan Fetus Qi Sea.

Jing Yun was extremely excited to see this, and while being overjoyed, he silently recited the inner vision technique recorded in the Blood Sword Duel and watched.

There is no difference between the sword soul and the ordinary long sword, the sword body accounts for seventy percent of the sword body, and the two sides of the sword spine are engraved with ancient seals, but they are too vague to see really, and the blade and tip of the sword are rough and uneven, like an unopened blunt sword, which looks like a half-finished rough embryo.

He looked at the sword soul hovering in the center of the Yuan Fetus, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart, according to the records of the Blood Sword Duel, when the sword soul was condensed, it was no different from the sword soul in its body.

But what are the seven-colored lines on the hilt of the sword, like seven rings, and what are the words on the spine?

Thinking that it should not be an important object, he didn't think much about it, and then he opened his eyes, and saw a bloody light coming towards him, and then he fainted with black eyes.

When Jingyun woke up again, he found himself in a stone room, surrounded by black rocks, and inlaid with several pearls the size of a dragon's eye on the top, emitting a faint light.

He sat up from the cold stone bed, only to feel that his body was much stronger than a month ago, and he seemed to be taller, and he was pleasantly surprised, so he couldn't wait to check the situation in his body.

Looking inside, he was even more ecstatic, the Yuan Li that should have been a mist had turned into a slowly flowing liquid at this time, filling the entire Yuan Fetus.

And in the lake-like primordial fetus, there was a small sword with seven-colored stripes on the hilt lying quietly.

It turned out that he had unknowingly entered the middle stage of the Condensation Realm while condensing the sword soul.

He knew in his heart that the reason why Yuan Li was progressing so fast was due to the contribution of the sword cultivation pool.

Now that the sword soul has been completed and the mana has been refined, just when Jing Yun was in an infinitely good mood and wanted to try to see if he could practice the seven forms of the blood sword recorded in the Blood Sword Duel, a broken gong sound sounded in his ears.

"Jingyun, this guy, during the assessment, the movement was as sensational as the reincarnation of Da Luo Jinxian, who knew that there was a big oolong, and the noses of those elders were crooked. Although it is said that it is the reason for the broken spirit root that cannot be cultivated, it is also claimed to have a psychic sword body that has not been encountered in 10,000 years! With this spirit body, the condensation of the sword soul is still ten days later than that of Young Master Ben, and it seems that this understanding is not comparable to that of Young Master Ben. "

When Jing Yun heard this, he was really angry, and he didn't care about the blood sword, so he wanted to jump off the stone bed and compare with Xu Budong.

I was in a hurry to check my body just now, but I didn't look at the stone room carefully, I thought that Xu Budong was talking to Zhang Bo while he was meditating. When I opened my eyes, the stone room was very large, and there were no less than 100 stone beds in rows, and each stone bed basically had teenagers and girls sitting or lying. And Xu Budong was sitting on the stone bed next to him, facing him boasting and talking, his expression was full of pride.

He looked at this guy and was actually angry with him, thinking that you are just bragging to others, knowing that you are such a person, I didn't expect you to be sincerely angry with me, and put on an underbeat expression.

Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it, and the clay man is also angry! If you don't fight today, your peach blossoms will bloom, and you won't know why the flowers are so red.

Jing Yun got up with a grunt, and was about to go up and tear the goods, and then when he heard the goods as if he didn't see him, he said to himself: "Although Jing Yun is a little dull and unlikable, he has succeeded in condensing the sword soul." But Zhang Bo's guy followed us all the way from Lin Fengcheng to the sword cultivation pool, and actually kicked the door panel full of steel needles. This promising young man, whose sun was about to shine on the earth, didn't have time to ask the immortals to ask, so he went into the blood soul cave of Nalaoshzi and fed the ghosts. The long road of cultivating immortals, without you dead ghost, this young master should be more lonely and boring. We are also brothers, and when this young master is successful in cultivation, he will marry a few more wives for you, so that you can take care of them. Burn some paper money for you during the New Year's holidays, and you will go farther on Huangquan Road!"

When Jing Yun heard this, most of the anger in his chest disappeared instantly, and he hurriedly asked Xu Budong, "Zhang Bo died, where did he die, and how did he die?"

"Uh, you're awake, and I don't know if you're dead or not. Zhu Budong was a little dazed and said uncertainly.

"Then you burned paper and Huangquan Dao just now, what the hell is going on?" he was angry when he heard this.

"Alas, the woman who brought us into the Sword Cultivation Pond that day was a vice president of our Piaohong Academy, and at that time she said that if she didn't succeed in condensing the sword soul within a month, she would be thrown into the Blood Soul Cave to fend for herself. Zhang Bo ......" said with a sad face and tears in his voice.

Only then did Jing Yun understand that Zhang Bo had not condensed the sword soul and was sent to the Blood Soul Cave. He also knew now that like those disciples of the Floating Red Academy, even if the fetus was successfully condensed, if they did not condense the sword soul, they would be equivalent to a wasted person, and they would not be able to cultivate.

"Listening to what you just said, it was more than ten days earlier than I condensed the sword soul, so do you know what the Blood Soul Cave is for?" Jing Yun sorted out his thoughts, thought about it and asked.

"It's not very clear, I heard a senior brother say that the Blood Soul Cave is a place of exile for disciples who have always failed to condense the sword soul, and entering it is ten deaths and no life. However, there are still some very few atmospheric transporters who have condensed the sword soul in it and come out. There was a glint in his eyes and a sigh.

"That is, there is still a glimmer of life, we can't do more help now, and when we have the opportunity to go in in the future, let's look for him again! Now we can only pray that Zhang Boji people have their own natural appearance and can hold on until that day." Jingyun was silent for a moment, and then comforted.

Speaking of this, both of them were a little interested, and they lost interest in chatting for a while, so they simply returned to the stone bed and crossed their knees to meditate and cultivate.