Ever since the sword-playing madman taught him how to raise a sword, Xiang Shu has always carried the Killing Sword with him, even when he was eating or sleeping.
Wang Yue'er looked scared, fearing that the blood-red blade would cut Xiang Shu himself, so she made a leather noose and knotted rope overnight so that Xiang Shu could carry it on his back.
Xiang Shen was very unaccustomed to it at first, and he had a hard time raising the sword. However, under the guidance of the sword madman, he gradually became good at raising the sword. qs
The strength of the mind seemed to turn into nourishment. With daily watering, the spirituality of the Killing Sword greatly increased. From time to time, it would emit a sword chant, conveying pure joy.
Xiang Shen received feedback, and his sword mind became more transparent. Gradually, he no longer needed to deliberately maintain his mental strength. His mind naturally developed a connection with the Killing Sword. However, after seven days, the skill of cultivating the sword became self-sufficient.
Crazy Sword saw the change, and while feeling relieved, he also sighed.
Once you have mastered the art of raising a sword, time will do the rest.
After that, Xiang Shu's mind completely calmed down and he focused on raising his sword every day, rarely walking around outside.
However, the flying sword move that day shocked many young people in the village, and there were always people who came to peek at Xiang Shu.
They were not loud, so Xiang Shu didn't bother to pay more attention. On the contrary, every time Wang Yue'er came over and saw them, he would always drive away the young people and let Xiang Shuo concentrate on his cultivation.
One month later——
Xiang Yu sat cross-legged in front of the door, looking calmly at the green mountains and beautiful water outside the house. His fingertips gently touched the Broken Kill Sword between his knees, and a sense of transparency suddenly emerged.
The sword madman once said that the strength of the sword-raising technique is not only related to the length of time, but also depends on the mental strength of the practitioner.
There is a limit to one's strength, and even if the sword is poured into one's heart, it will be a trickle, but it will always be exhausted. In other words, there is an upper limit to the mental energy that the caster can infuse every day.
But over the past month, she found that every time her mental strength decreased, a cool feeling would come from the center of her eyebrows, quickly replenishing the mental loss.
This feeling is even more obvious than when I escaped from the underground.
After being sealed by the Four Extremes, this coolness had lost its effectiveness, making it extremely difficult for her to kill two Qi Refining Stages in a row. However, after arriving in this small secret realm, the coolness was reactivated.
She didn't understand the reason, but thanks to this, the Killing Sword had transformed in just one month.
Sword Madman once said that if she could complete a sword-raising transformation before entering the ghost stream, her confidence in the enemy would be increased by at least 10% after entering the ghost stream.
Now it seems that she might be able to wait for her second transformation.
With this thought in mind, Xiang Shu suddenly heard a knock on the door behind him.
"Xiang Shu, are you here?"
It was Wang Yue'er's voice, "The village chief asked you to come over."
She raised her eyebrows slightly, Old Demon King?
After staying in this small secret place for five months, she only met the old village chief once for the first time. The next time they met had to be when they set off next month, why would they find her at this time?
With a flash of thought, he carried the killing sword to Shu, opened the door and walked out.
After a while, Wang Yue'er led Xiang Shu to a low wooden house and said, "I won't go in. The village chief is waiting for you inside."
Xiang Shen nodded and watched Wang Yue'er leave. He was about to knock on the door when he heard a voice coming from inside, "The door is unlocked, just come in."
Xiang Shu pushed the door open as he was told and saw the old village chief sitting at the table, looking at him with a smile. There was no one else in the room.
"Don't look, Wang Tuo is not here."
The old village chief waved with a kind face, "Come and sit."
"yes."
Xiang Shu responded respectfully and sat opposite the old village chief.
Seemingly sensing Xiang Shen's caution, the old village chief smiled and went straight to the point, "That guy Jian Feng has been shamelessly annoying me for a month and said he wanted to find you a flying sword."
Xiang Shu looked slightly startled, "Senior Jian, he..."
"I've seen him go crazy here for countless years, but I've never seen him care about anyone."
The old village chief said, pushing a sword pill on the table in front of Xiang Shu, "You must cherish it."
Xiang Shu picked up the silver sword pill. It was slightly heavy and soft in his hand, and he couldn't see the appearance of a flying sword.
"This flying sword is already the lowest grade flying sword I can find. You still have a month, so it's not difficult to refine it."
"The lowest level?"
Xiang Shen held the sword pill and pursed his lips slightly: "Junior Rong, I would like to ask, what grade is this sword pill?"
The old village chief stroked his beard and said, "According to what you are saying now, it is a top-notch magic weapon."
Xiang Shen showed a hint of surprise, then smiled bitterly: "Senior really... looks up to this junior."
"Of course ordinary monks can't, but I believe in you."
The old village chief chuckled and glanced at the killing sword behind Xiang Yu's back with his turbid eyes. "You can grow the Transformation Sword in a month, so what's the difficulty in refining the Flying Sword?"
Speaking of this, Xiang Shu could only say, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness."
"now it's right."
The old village chief looked pleased, "Old man, the matter is almost done. You can go back. Don't forget to come back in a month. When the black tide recedes, I will send you to the ghost stream."
Xiang Shu nodded, but did not stand up. Instead, he hesitated and asked again: "Senior, what is Wang Tuo doing these days?"
"Of course he has his own things to be busy with."
The old village chief replied with a smile, "Speaking of which, he can work so hard, thanks to your warning. The future of our clan depends on him alone, and he really needs to take responsibility."
Xiang Shen frowned slightly and his eyes flashed, "Is he in danger? Is it related to me?"
"It has nothing to do with you. Don't ask any more about my clan's secrets."
The old village chief refused, as if he felt it was inappropriate, and added: "Junior, Wang Tuo is the only direct bloodline of the old man. No matter how difficult his situation is, he will not be in half the danger of you entering the ghost stream."
Xiang Shen's expression softened slightly, "It's the junior who is meddling in other people's business."
When the old village chief heard this, he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. No matter what he said, you are my sworn brother. It's normal for you to care about me."
Xiang Shu: "..."
The old village chief joked, with a faint smile on his face, "I can see that you have a lot of secrets in your heart, and you have many doubts. You are very restrained, and you didn't ask any questions when you saw me."
Xiang Shen's eyes were slightly stern, and he said neither humble nor arrogantly: "I asked, senior, I'm afraid I won't tell you, right?"
"You're not strong enough."
The old village chief shook his head, "Knowing some things in advance will only cause trouble and do you no good."
Having said this, the old village chief thought of something, changed the subject, and said with a smile: "If you can successfully reincarnate, you may find after you wake up that the secret you want to know is no longer a secret."
The old village chief's words seemed to indicate something, but unfortunately Xiang Shen had too little information to understand.
"That's all, why are I telling you this?"
The old village chief waved his hand, "For the sake of your sworn sworn relationship with Tuo'er, I would like to remind you a few words about the ghost stream. The four phenomena in the ghost stream are upside down and the five elements are chaotic. Don't use your mind to judge the safety of the road ahead. , think more when things happen, simple eyesight is more useful than spiritual consciousness."
Xiang Shu recalled the horrific memories of that time underground and nodded deeply.
"The rest are recorded in this booklet. You can read it carefully when you go back and memorize it by heart."
The old man took out a booklet from nowhere and threw it over. He raised his hand to take it. The booklet was soft and the brown cover exuded the breath of time.
She flipped through two pages and saw many additions and changes in handwriting.
"Besides, there is one more thing that you need to pay special attention to."
The old village chief's face suddenly darkened, "The black tide is unstable and will recede a hundred years earlier. No one knows whether it will rise in advance.
Normally, you can be safe for at least half a year when you enter the ghost stream. This time...it takes at least two months before the black tide may come back. In other words..."
The old village chief paused and said seriously: "You must find the Yuan embryo within two months and leave the ghost stream to choose a place to reincarnate, otherwise... everything will be over!"
A firm look appeared in Xiang Shen's eyes, "I understand!"
While Xiang Shen was preparing to enter the ghost stream, the major sects in the outside world were also actively preparing for war.
Time can erase traces best, and nearly six years have passed since the battle in Siji City.
The term "Blazing Flame Sect" has rarely been mentioned, and Lu's witch has long been forgotten.
The news that the black tide receded early spread throughout the cultivation world through Tianqing Pavilion half a year ago, causing an uproar in all parties.
After several months of digestion, the uproar subsided. As the day of low tide approached, the atmosphere among the various sects became even more tense.
Tianyan Sect, the original main hall of Chiyan Sect.
Lu Yushan placed one hand on the edge of the throne and slightly opened his cold eyes: "How is the situation?"
Hei Jue looked solemn as he took a step forward and said, "Leader, the situation is very bad. Many village chiefs under Xiangcheng's jurisdiction have been affected. The spies went to investigate and could only confirm that it was related to the ghost stream, and the source of the spread was in It was underground in the Xiangjia mine back then."
After Hei Jue finished speaking, Lu Yushan turned to look at the other old man.
The old man bowed his hands and said, "Leader, after investigation by my subordinates, I found that a soul demon was once sealed under the mine. Now the seal has been broken, and traces of ghostly aura are leaking out from it and spreading along the earth's veins."
"Since it's a seal... go and ask Elder Yufeng to come and see it."
A sharp look flashed in Lu Yushan's eyes, "He must seal off the aura of the ghost stream. How can the territory that our Tianyan Sect finally obtained be polluted by the ghost stream?"
"yes!"
The old man took the order and immediately turned around and left.
Lu Yushan sat quietly for a moment, then suddenly said: "Hei Jue, ask all the first-class young men in the sect to come and pay homage."
Hei Jue was immediately startled, "Master, do you really want to send them to the ghost stream? If we lose a generation of disciples, it will be difficult for the sect to be inactive in the future."
“If we don’t understand the nature of ghost streams, how can we talk about the future?”
Lu Yushan narrowed his eyes coldly, "We are outsiders after all. Although the four major sects don't say anything about it, they are very guarded secretly and refuse to reveal any information about Guijian.
The more this happens, the more we need to find out clearly, lest a catastrophe befall us one day and we don't even know it yet. "
Hei Jue worked hard to dig out the good young talents of Tianyan Sect one by one.
Now that they had to be sent to a ghost stream, he felt very uncomfortable, but he also understood that what his master said was reasonable. He sighed and said, "I will do it now."
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