The trip to Fusang City is unpredictable, what Muyan needs most now is to strengthen his strength in battle.
She concentrated her spiritual consciousness on the Qijue Sword Spirit, pouring a hundred rounds of divine power into it all at once.
hum! !
A burst of powerful sword energy broke out from her chest, turning into seven colored sword lights, hovering above the space.
The seven swords revolved rapidly around Muyan, rising higher and higher.
Finally, they converged in mid-air and turned into a crystal clear long sword.
Muyan closed her eyes, and grasped empty with her right hand.
The transparent long sword shrinks slowly, turning into a small sword only the size of a palm, and it lands in Muyan's palm.
The moment the Qijue Sword fell, a hole was cut in Muyan's palm.
Blood gushed out from the palm, and was instantly swallowed by the Qijue Sword.
The small sword exudes an incomparably powerful sword energy, which slowly disappears under the control of Muyan's divine sense.
Muyan slowly opened her eyes, wiped off the sweat from her forehead, happily looked at the Tianmoqin beside her, and then at the crystal clear Qijue Little Sword in her hand.
She could feel that the connection between herself and Qijuejian had been deepened.
Today's Qijuejian seems to be closely connected with Jianxin in her domain and her sea of consciousness.
Moreover, the Qijue Sword in the past was transformed by Tianmoqin, or a part of Tianmoqin.
But now, Muyan can clearly feel that the connection between Qijue Sword and Tianmoqin is very slight.
On the contrary, they are closely related to her and connected with fate.
In Muyan's mind, a word that my little martial uncle once said suddenly flashed - natal sword!
A true sword cultivator must gather the heart of the sword, and must also have his own natal sword.
Otherwise, you will never realize the realm of the unity of man and sword, and naturally you cannot be called a swordsman.
Muyan could feel that her comprehension in the way of swords had stepped into a new world.
Ever since she advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, Muyan felt that she had stagnated in her kendo cultivation.
Even the blood-slaying sword array of the little martial uncle couldn't make her make great progress.
She couldn't even see the direction of her efforts.
But now, the eyes are suddenly clear.
It's like a thirsty person who has stepped into a vast ocean, and there are countless sword intents in front of her that need to be comprehended, digested, and absorbed.
Muyan was ecstatic, and also extremely fortunate that she chose to upgrade [Seven Absolute Sword Spirit] to two stars.
She was right in guessing that [Seven Absolute Sword Spirit] was not an enhancement of her certain skills.
Instead, she directly honed and improved her realm of kendo.
This kind of improvement cannot be easily obtained even if she cultivates her spiritual power to be as thick as the sea and raises her cultivation base to the stage of transcending tribulation.
Suddenly, Muyan remembered something, flipped her hand, and a small green transparent sword appeared in her palm.
This is Luo Yunxiao's engagement gift to her.
Muyan didn't know what kind of sword it was before, she just felt that after putting this sword in the space, her improvement speed in terms of domain and sword heart cohesion became faster and faster.
The strangest one is Qihuang.
Qihuang has always looked down on things given by his junior uncle.
Even if she was really allowed to be placed in the space, she would absolutely have to complain.
But only this sword, Qi Huang never disliked it from the beginning to the end, and even carefully did not touch it.
Muyan didn't understand before, but now she vaguely understands something.
She raised her head, looked at Qi Huang, and said slowly, "Is this the Flying Sword of Little Martial Uncle's Flying Sword?"
"Qihuang, you already knew, why didn't you tell me?"