"Little guy, since you don't know how to advance or retreat, I'm not welcome."
The white-haired old man sneered.
His body shook, and the soles of his feet rushed out of ten thousand swords, and his whole person was like a scorching sun, emitting endless brilliance.
Inside the test sword hole, sword aura and sword light are everywhere, and it is pervasive.
In the hole, there is a sense of suffocation of drowning.
As if every breath would inhale thousands of sword qi, the internal organs would be shattered.
"Spiritual Fire!"
Qin Feng let out a low cry, and a white flame burst out, covering his whole body.
At the same time, on his palm, a blooming fire lotus was flying towards the other side.
The sword spirit has no physical body, like the wind and sand, and is impermanent. Only mental and soul attacks can produce effects.
Qin Feng hadn't practiced spiritism seriously, so it was not practical to kill souls.
On the contrary, it is the fire of spirit. With the continuous strengthening of Qin Feng's blood and energy, as the dragon soul awakens and the bones of inheritance merge, the fire of spirit becomes more and more terrifying.
After all, this is a wild and wild fire, as long as it can arouse its power, it will definitely not disappoint.
"Spiritual fire?"
The white old man was shocked.
As soon as the fire lotus moved forward, the layers of the sword curtain continued to be refined and turned into green smoke.
"Burn me!"
Qin Feng bit the tip of his tongue and spouted another mouthful of original blood.
The light golden dragon blood sputtered out, making the spirit fire raging, and the whole sword test hole turned into a sea of white fire.
The sword spirit of the sword spirit is like an endless ocean.
But Qin Feng's strange fire seemed to be a sea of fire.
Fire and water are incompatible with each other, depending on who can hold on for longer.
"Spiritual fire, ancient god's blood, how many secrets are still hidden in this kid?"
The sword spirit was frightened and angry.
With its 6,000 years of cultivation base accumulation, it was actually unable to defeat Qin Feng, which even caused it to collapse a little.
There is a saying in the monastic world: one fate, two luck, three geomantic omen, four accumulate yin and virtue, and five reading.
Fate and luck are the most important things in the cultivation process.
Fate, the meaning of fate, the trend of a person's life, with great ups and downs, is determined by nature.
And the reason why people want to cultivate is to break their fate, and my fate is my fate.
Luck, luck, fortune, this is very important to the repairer.
Although this sword spirit has cultivated for six thousand years, it has always been imprisoned in a corner, like a frog at the bottom of a well, its luck has long been cut off.
Although Qin Feng has only cultivated for more than ten years, he has endless fate and luck.
It was precisely because of this that Qin Feng was able to contend with the sword spirit and not let the wind fall.
But as time passed, the sword spirit began to weaken, but the spiritual fire became more and more vigorous, and gradually swallowed towards the sword spirit.
"Impossible, will I lose to this little baby for my six thousand years of Taoism?"
The sword spirit yelled unwillingly.
"Ignorance, one path of cultivation is not comparable to the length of time. If it is such a comparison, wouldn't it mean that the tortoise of a thousand years will be refined?"
Qin Feng shook his head and smiled.
No chance, no matter how you continue to practice, there won't be much progress.
The second reason why people want to go out to practice is to increase their actual combat experience. The most important meaning is to "hit the fate of immortals."
The sword spirit is confined in the cave all the year round, absorbing the origin of the heaven and the earth, sitting and enjoying its achievements, how can you understand this
"You still surrender quickly, otherwise, I will refine you and make your six thousand years of Taoism disappear."
Qin Feng shouted loudly.
Hearing this, Jian Ling trembled all over, and was really shocked.
Its biggest capital is the cultivation base of these six thousand years. If it is refined by Qin Feng, it will really have nothing.
"Boy, count you ruthlessly, I surrender..."
Sword Spirit didn't dare to hesitate, and took the initiative to converge his mana.
"It seems that you are not pedantic enough to be stubborn."
Qin Feng smiled faintly.
"I'm surprised, how did you get all kinds of adventures at your young age?"
The sword spirit was both unwilling and curious.
"Go out, out of this corner, you will find that the sky outside is much bigger than you think."
Qin Feng said slowly.
"Go out? Are you kidding? Do you know how terrifying energy is in this sword test hole? Do you want me to give up this?"
Sword Spirit sneered.
"You can get something if you don't let go of it. If you don't let go of this little profit, you will never get a bigger gain. You stayed in the cave and practiced for six thousand years, but in the end, didn't you lose in the hands of my junior?"
Qin Feng smiled and asked back.
"This… "
Sword spirit words are poor.
He is bred in the cave, grows in the cave, and perhaps, will be buried in the cave in the future.
But after a battle with Qin Feng, he suddenly became a little enlightened.
"The sky outside is so vast?"
Sword Spirit had some longing for it.
"of course."
Qin Feng answered simply.
"Can you take me out? I am willing to be your tool."
The sword spirit looked excited.
Hearing this, Qin Feng was also quite surprised. He didn't expect the other party to summon so much courage and willing to be his own spirit.
"It is certainly a good thing to be able to obtain six thousand years of spirit. It is a pity that I don't practice flying swords. You follow me, it doesn't make any sense."
Qin Feng looked helpless.
If he was a sword repairman, he would naturally answer the opponent without hesitation.
"Hey... Am I really going to keep trying the sword hole for the rest of my life?"
Jian Ling sighed.
"It's not necessarily true. I have a friend who is a rare genius in swordsmanship. You won't suffer from him following him."
Qin Feng changed his words.
"Your friend? Who is he? If I don't get my approval, I won't follow him."
Jian Ling looked serious.
"His name is Ye Guxing. He is a disciple of the Juggernaut Academy. He has just joined the Juggernaut Academy for half a year, and he has learned the nine styles of the perfect sky, and has cultivated the Sun and Moon Shuanghua. Is this genius inaccessible to you? "
Qin Feng asked back.
"In half a year, I became the Sun and Moon Shuanghua? You, you are not going to lie to me?"
Jian Ling's eyes widened, terrified.
Even if it was Jian Wuming, it took nearly a year to cultivate into the Sun and Moon Shuanghua. Ye Guxing's kendo talent was better than Jian Wuming.
"Where is Ye Guxing? I want to see him."
Sword Spirit was very excited.
"Unfortunately, you can't see him now. He has run out of energy and blood and became a living dead. I tried the sword hole this time because I wanted Senior Juggernaut to exchange his blood."
Qin Feng sighed deeply.
Hearing this, Jian Ling's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but admire a little.
"No wonder you are so persistent, it turns out that it is because of this. In that case, I can help you."
"you can help me?"
Qin Feng was overjoyed.
"You have gone through the fifteenth hole, the sixteenth hole and the seventeenth hole. You shouldn't be able to stop you. The biggest problem is the sword spirit king on the eighteenth hole. That guy is very difficult to deal with."
Jian Ling analyzed it carefully.
"Sword Spirit King? How difficult is it to deal with?"
Qin Feng asked again.
"Tell me frankly, even though you defeated me, in front of the Sword Spirit King, you have no chance of winning, not even one percent hope."
The sword spirit said in deep thought.