Feng stood there gently, and the ice sword in his hand turned into mist and dispersed into the Immortal Killing Formation.
Threads of spiritual power adhere and wrap around every ray of consciousness, intertwining into a fine spider web and spreading out in all directions.
The eight Supreme Elders holding the formation still had some strength left, and when they saw Feng Qingqing, they did not make any move to resist. They seemed not to care about the sword energy in the sky that blocked all retreats. For some reason, they felt a little uneasy in their hearts.
"Second Elder, is this still a trick to deal with Lu Jiu? I always feel that I have no idea..."
The eight people's spiritual consciousnesses were connected to each other through the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and they all heard the message from the Eighth Elder, who was the most junior and had the lowest cultivation level.
Before the first elder could speak, the third elder with white sideburns and white beard retorted: "What are you worried about? There are eight of us, plus the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and we are still afraid of a little girl like her?"
The swordsman in charge of the battle in the northeast showed a sarcastic smile, and taunted through the voice of his spiritual consciousness: "The third elder is so arrogant! Little girl? Apart from age, is Feng Qingqing not better than us in any way?"
"When it comes to raising other people's ambitions and destroying your own prestige, who can be better than a coward like you?"
The leader Baimei Elder's face darkened, and he said through a message: "Stop arguing! Feng Qingqing is the first swordsman in Shanhai Realm who has cultivated to the Mahayana with wind spirit roots. He will not take action lightly, and he will not take action lightly to leave anyone alive, and he will fight even if he doesn't. Look!"
Feng Qingqing possesses the twin spiritual roots of ice and wind. If it were an ordinary person, he would only use the ice spiritual root mutated from the water spiritual root as his main spiritual root to cultivate, and discard or strip off the wind spiritual root.
Investigating the reasons, the first reason is that wind spirit roots are rare; the second reason is that wind is invisible and shadowless, and it is difficult to measure; the third reason is that there is no corresponding cultivation method.
The wind is gentle but not so.
She mainly used the Wind Spirit Root, but the Ice Spirit Root was refined by her and became a vassal of the Wind Spirit Root.
It would be fine if she was the only one to cultivate to the Mahayana.
But I heard that Feng Qingqing’s true disciple Liu Fufeng also had the twin spiritual roots of Feng and Wood, and now he has realized the meaning of the sword!
If Liu Fufeng obtains the true inheritance of Feng Qingqing, he will become the second "Feng Qingqing" of Guiyi Sect in the future.
Tianyan Sword Sect always has one person on its head, and when will the frustrating days of being unable to "kill relatives to practice love and prove the truth" come to an end?
As long as the wind falls gently, the Guiyi faction will have no successors and will be vulnerable.
Without the Guiyi faction, the strong will naturally be respected.
When the time comes, the Tianyan Sword Sect can practice love and enlightenment as they please, and kill as many as they want, killing as many as they want.
Elder Baimei gritted his teeth and said, "Even if we can't kill Feng Qingqing, we will still take half of her life! If necessary, the great elder will come out and give Feng Qingqing the final blow!"
With this sentence, everyone said nothing more. According to what they had practiced before, they condensed and transformed tens of millions of sword energy in the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
Feng Qingqing couldn't hear everyone's thoughts, but was sensitive to the general location of the eight people.
It's just that the eight people are not fixed. They become stronger and weaker at times, as if they are constantly changing.
This is not surprising.
After all, the eight people's cultivation levels are uneven and their formations are uneven and prone to flaws. Changing and rotating from time to time can balance the power of the eight directions and maximize the power of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation.
For Feng Qingqing, this is not important. What is important is that these people know nothing about the way of the wind.
The Tao Patriarch's De Jing says: The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than enough damage, but this is not the case with the way of man, when there is not enough damage but enough to make up for the deficiency.
Humanity is against nature and always wants to plunder the few resources for its own use, so the path of cultivation is naturally difficult.
The way of the wind, to put it bluntly, is the flow of spiritual energy, from more to less, from high to low, from strong to weak, from strong to weak, to make up for the shortcomings when there are excess losses, and to go with the flow of nature, which is unstoppable.
"Fengshuntiandao."
As the words fell, heaven and earth sent out a subtle resonance, echoing them.
Feng Qingqing's mind moved slightly, and he untied the restrictions on his Dantian, letting go of the spiritual power that had been suppressed for a long time.
Vast spiritual power suddenly exploded from one point.
In the lightning flash, the spiritual power was like a tsunami caused by the sudden eruption of an underground volcano. The huge waves were accompanied by ice-blue flashes and were scattered in all directions, leaving no blind spots.
The tens of thousands of sword energy condensed in the Zhuxian Sword Formation met this spiritual power
, was in turn dragged towards the "spiritual depression" - the eight supreme elders of the Tianyan Sword Sect.
Before the eight Supreme Elders could react, they were hit on the head and face by this huge wave of spiritual power that had no murderous intent.
A steady stream of spiritual power poured into the Dantian of the eight people. Except for the biting coldness, it did not cause much harm to the eight people at first. On the contrary, the spiritual power of the eight people skyrocketed, and their cultivation level almost improved.
The Zhuxian Sword Formation is a clever combination of various formation patterns, including the Spirit-Scattering Formation that disperses the spiritual power of the monks in the formation, and the Spirit-Gathering Formation that replenishes the spiritual power of the formation's eyes. Therefore, the eight people can only be regarded as formation generals. The spiritual energy released when Qing Qing fought with the sword energy gathered and flowed back, without any doubts.
According to the routine of dealing with Lu Jiu, the eight people did not wait for this wave of sword energy to dissipate, and then they had to gather another wave of sword energy.
It's just that the Immortal Killing Sword Formation was shaken by the impact of the vast spiritual energy. The sword energy was crushed before it could be condensed. Instead, the huge wave of spiritual energy flowing into everyone's Dantian became faster and more urgent.
After a few breaths, the eight of them realized something was wrong.
This is spiritual power infusion!
For ordinary monks who have just entered the Taoism, spiritual power infusion is rare and can directly save the decades of training before the golden elixir.
But the problem is that everyone is already a Mahayana monk, and they already have routines and techniques for refining spiritual energy, and the spiritual attributes of each person are also different.
This kind of "good intention" is really unbearable.
Just when the eight people realized something was wrong and started to stop the spiritual power from flowing into the Dantian, everyone realized that it was too late.
Not to mention that there is no way to get rid of this umbilical cord-like flow of spiritual power. The soul in the Dantian is huddled in a corner with its head in one hand, unable and unable to prevent the formation of "another soul".
"I have an extra soul in my Dantian, what should I do?"
"There is this little thing in my Dantian that looks just like Feng Qingqing. Isn't it her soul?"
"No, this is just Feng Qingqing's spiritual thought."
"Ahhhhhhhhh, Second Elder, help me! Help me!"
"Stop howling! This is the first time I've seen this kind of trick!"
No one expected that Feng Qingqing’s Yuanshen would be so powerful!
Just the divine thoughts separated from the Yuan Shen were able to suppress the complete Yuan Shen of eight Mahayana monks so that they could not move.
In just a few words, Feng Qingqing's spiritual thoughts had condensed into a soul-like existence in everyone's dantian, and even began to approach the original souls of the eight people.
A female voice sounded in the sea of eight people's consciousness: "The spring breeze turns into rain, moistening things silently."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qingqing, a baby transformed from his spiritual thoughts, brought up a gust of wind with his immature little fists, which fell like raindrops on everyone's souls.
Those seemingly soft and light fists, but their power should not be underestimated. Each punch left an indelible mark on the soul.
Everyone's souls were shaken, their vision turned black, their ears were ringing, and the already turbulent Zhuxian Sword Formation was even more in danger.
"No, the formation is about to break!"
The second elder had veins popping out on his forehead and neck. He threw out a jade talisman and smashed it to pieces with his sword. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's over now, Feng Qingqing, don't blame me!"
