The night was very deep, and in the pitch-black night sky, the moon hung alone in the sky like a silver plate.
Xuanyuan Ling came to the edge of the cliff, raised his head at a 45-degree angle and stared at the sky. The master's great revenge had been avenged, and he could rest in peace. But Xuanyuan Ling's heart was heavy.
Master said: When you are in the world, you cannot help yourself. At this moment, Xuanyuan Ling felt it deeply. In order to protect his relatives and loved ones, he killed more than a hundred people. The price was too heavy. Those nine old men deserved to be killed, but the rest of the Yang family were innocently implicated.
Xuanyuan Ling took a deep breath. Sometimes, if you don't kill decisively, you will have endless troubles. As long as one person is alive, those people Xuanyuan Ling knows will suffer. What if they become crazy like Yang Chen, have no scruples and can do anything?
If he arrives a little late tonight, will Su Yunshan, Nalan Su, and Ouyang Qian survive?
Thinking of all this, Xuanyuan Ling's eyes gradually became firm. People grow and experience various hardships throughout their lives, and his hardships have just begun. He needs to become stronger so that he can better protect his loved ones.
Xuanyuan Ling found a place, sat down cross-legged, and then took out the nine old men's Qiankun bags, scanned them with his spiritual thoughts, and rummaged through them one by one.
The more he turned, the more shocked Xuanyuan Ling became. He did not expect that these nine old men had so many good things in their Qiankun bags. In addition to three flying magic weapons, there were also more than one million middle-grade spiritual crystals. This was unexpected. The surprise in it.
In addition to these, their Qiankun bags also contained mountains of banknotes, gold and silver jewelry, and mountains of gold ingots and silver. This wealth was enough to make Xuanyuan Ling rich and rival the country.
After a moment of excitement, Xuanyuan Ling continued to search, and soon he was in the deepest part of the Qiankun Bag. More than a dozen local-level exercises and heaven-level exercises were discovered. As well as some martial arts secrets, such as the Great Shift of the Universe, Nine Yin Manual, Beiming Magical Technique, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Dog Fighting Stick Technique, One Yang Finger, Lingbo Weibu, etc.
Xuanyuan Ling didn't expect that these nine old men had collected so many martial arts secrets that he couldn't even read.
Xuanyuan Ling chose to continue rummaging, and soon he saw a long mahogany box under the shelf where the secret books were placed. He immediately took out the wooden box with his spiritual consciousness and opened it.
"This, this is actually a flying sword?" Xuanyuan Ling was shocked. Although the flying sword contained in the wooden box was a tattered flying sword, there were many cracks on the sword.
But Xuanyuan Ling could tell at a glance that this flying sword was not simple. It was definitely an innate spiritual treasure that surpassed the best magic weapons.
As for innate spiritual treasures, let alone the mortal world where cultivation resources are scarce, even in the real world of cultivation, it is difficult to find an innate spiritual treasure, and it is also a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.
Xuanyuan Ling took out the Flying Sword and looked at it carefully. He found that although the Flying Sword was a little broken, it did not affect its flight. Because the runes on it, the innate-level restrictions, the sword spirit, the sword soul and the sword heart are all there.
Xuanyuan Ling had read detailed records about innate spiritual treasures in an ancient scroll. It said that all treasures that reach the level of innate spiritual treasures, whether they are weapons, flying, attacking, or defensive treasures, have their own Soul, this so-called soul is a kind of soul that overrides the treasure, which is a combination of formations, Taoism, laws, spells, runes, and many restrictions. It is the actual controller of the treasure.
If the soul of the innate spirit treasure is destroyed, the cultivator can peel off the soul of a person with strong spells, make it into a puppet, and merge it with the innate spirit treasure, so that the treasure's role will be greatly increased. Sometimes it can shake the world.
Xuanyuan Ling knew from the weak runes and restrictions flowing on the flying sword that this flying sword had a soul. If the flying sword was recast and the broken parts were repaired, this flying sword would be unprecedented and unrivaled. It only takes a few breaths to fly from here to Shangjing.
Xuanyuan Ling was extremely excited. He knew that the soul of this flying sword was weak and it probably had no owner, so no one could control it. If there is a master, Xuanyuan Ling can detect it.
An innate spiritual treasure that has an owner will never let others touch it, or even let him get close to it. But at this moment, this sword is very quiet, without even a trace of sword energy, and has no lethality at all.
Xuanyuan Ling remembered the method of dripping blood to recognize its master. He wanted to see if he could recognize its master. If his blood essence could make this flying sword recognize its master, then Xuanyuan Ling could completely control it.
Xuanyuan Ling took out a small knife, cut his finger open, and let the blood from his finger flow onto the flying sword to see what reaction there was.
brush! As soon as Xuanyuan's blood dripped onto the sword, the entire flying sword suddenly burst into golden light. The dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire darkness. Countless runes began to flow on the sword. A golden dragon and a blood-red phoenix were wrapped around the sword. Flying around.
The originally dull flying general seemed to come to life at this moment. The sword energy was raging and shining brightly. Soon the flying sword escaped from Xuanyuan Ling's palm, flew out, spun and danced in mid-air, and then came When it came in front of Xuanyuan Ling, it knelt down and bowed to Xuanyuan Ling. Its appearance gave Xuanyuan Ling the illusion that it was very excited and excited.
Xuanyuan Ling quickly pointed at himself and asked, "Do you recognize me as your master?"
Feijian nodded vigorously, as if to say, yes, master!
Xuanyuan Ling suddenly became excited, "Okay. I will be your master from now on. Whatever I ask you to do, you have to do it! Don't disobey my orders! If there is a chance, I will find a way to restore you as before!" You just need to tell me how to repair your sword!"
After hearing this, Feijian nodded excitedly again. The sword head pointed at Xuanyuan Ling and nodded repeatedly.
Xuanyuan Ling heard that innate spiritual treasures could become larger or smaller. He didn't know if this flying sword could become larger or smaller.
So with the attitude of giving it a try, he said to Feijian, "Then let me get bigger! I want to see how big you can get!"
After hearing these words, Feijian nodded vigorously, then leaped into the air and quickly grew in size. In less than a moment, it turned from a flying sword of about one meter to a flying sword as large as a hundred square meters. , the light emanating from the sword illuminated the area one thousand meters around Xuanyuan Ling, as if it were daytime.
Xuanyuan Ling flew to Feijian excitedly, and then ordered Feijian to shrink. When it was about the same size, Xuanyuan Ling sat on the sword and said to Feijian, "From today on, your name will be Bai Yueguang! I like this name!"
"It's the master!"
Xuanyuan Ling thought Feijian would nod in response. Unexpectedly, this sweet voice came from the sword, which startled Xuanyuan Ling.
"Can you speak?" Xuanyuan Ling asked in astonishment.
"Master, I am a sword spirit. Of course I can speak! You just woke me up with your essence and blood! My breath has recovered a little! Now I have the strength to speak." The sweet voice came again, with a mischievous tone. Lovely voice.
