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"Om~"

Just as Yan Hongxie's demon soul was about to float away, an inexplicable force suddenly pulled him, and then brought him into the spirit sword beside Gu Qinghan.

"What does this mean?" Yan Hongxie opened his eyes again and found that he had actually landed on the spirit platform in the sword.

What was even more terrible was that around the empty altar, different magic circles suddenly began to emerge.

The silver magic circle flickered continuously, and then stretched out ninety-nine and eighty-one silver lines, gently gathering the soul power diffused by Yan Hongxie.

"Huh? This is the Sword Spirit Terrace?" Yan Hongxie, who was about to close her eyes, soon felt a little bit of soul power coming.

After looking around at the magic circle, he quickly realized that he was sucked into Gu Qinghan's spirit sword in the state of a sword spirit!

The silver normals finally condensed into a fist-sized ball of light floating in front of Yan Hongxie's eyes. This is the heart of the sword that connects the sword spirit with the sword master.

Yan Hongxie looked at the ball of light, but he didn't touch it directly. On the contrary, he used his remaining soul power to instantly undo the magic circle in the sword.

With the soul as the eye, it stretched to the hilt of the sword. After feeling the familiar aura of the sword master, Yan Hongxie twitched the corner of her mouth, raised her palm and pressed it on the heart of the sword. In an instant, a powerful red The light group was about to swallow the white sword heart light group.

"The sword spirit contract has too many restrictions on the deity, and we still need to modify one or two." Yan Hongxie's voice sounded faintly, and with his voice, it can be seen that all the magic circles around him began to reverse.

The white magic circle continuously emits white light to block it, and the red soul power cannot expand again.

Yan Hongxie didn't show embarrassment when she encountered resistance, but because of this resistance, she thought of the eyes of the owner of the sword when she was close to her.

"Forget it, we can't be too arrogant, but it will arouse his suspicion." After Yan Hongxie finished speaking, she withdrew some of her soul power, and in an instant, the suppressed silver magic circle that was about to collapse could finally operate.

But when the magic circle was running again, a lot of red soul power on his body continued to follow the magic circle, and finally gathered on the sword heart.

The fist-sized sword heart flickered a few times, and when it finally trembled steadily, red soul power slowly poured into the sword heart.

Jianxin is the soul power hub connecting the sword spirit and the sword master. Because of the contract, Jianxin is more condensed by the sword master's soul.

Now Yan Hongxie's soul power is slowly pouring into that sword heart.

The pure white sword heart shook a few times unbearably, and finally had to accept the injection of the red soul power.

"Congeal!"

Finally, when the sword heart was about to collapse, Yan Hongxie slowly squeezed a formula and fixed it on the sword heart, and the red flowing soul power slowly gathered along Yan Hongxie's fingers to form a The red frost mark fell on the sword heart.

"It turned out to be an ice spirit root, no wonder it can attract my soul power so much." After Yan Hongxie said this, she reached out her hand to touch the mark, and the dense magic circle continued to extend on the sword spirit platform, and finally surrounded the entire spirit sword platform. The void covered most of it.

"Buzz~"

The interior of the spirit sword has been modified to this way, and the appearance has also changed. The already extraordinary spirit sword has become more gorgeous and domineering, especially the handle has a frost gem directly, and the faint red mark is soft Covering the gem, the sword itself looks a little more weird.

"Buying Shuang?"

How could Gu Qinghan not respond to such a big movement of the natal sword.

He woke up from the stupor, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the appearance of his bullying sword had changed. When he probed further, he found that there was more than one group of spiritual things lodged in the sword.

"This is...?" Gu Qinghan frowned slightly, too many strange things happened to him these days.

Originally, he was only going out for routine practice, but he encountered so many strange things one after another.

First, practice hard at the inn, and then...

"Then what happened?" Gu Qinghan suddenly realized that he couldn't remember what happened at the inn, but only vaguely remembered that after a burst of thunder, he was almost pinched to death by a master with his divine sense, and when he was in danger, his natal sword rescued him. own.

"It's so strange..." Although Gu Qinghan was a sword cultivator, it was never before that the natal sword saved him without his command.

Looking at the strange appearance of the sword again, Gu Qinghan couldn't help feeling a little vigilant, and didn't know what kind of thing appeared in his sword.

"Forget it, let's take it back to the sect and let the uncles and uncles see it." Gu Qinghan carefully used the magic sealing cloth to put away the changed form of the Frost Sword.

"It stinks!" Yan Hongxie smelled the magic cloth and felt that it stinks. He instinctively struggled a few times, but there was no way to break free.

"Don't worry, you'll be in the sect soon." Gu Qinghan didn't feel too much malice in the Frost Sword, but instead felt a strange sense of intimacy.

It's just that he has been told that the most vigilant thing in the world of cultivating immortals is weird things since he was practicing since he was a child, and he must not take it lightly.

Therefore, Gu Qinghan could only comfort her in a soft voice, and then went into the sect with the Shuangshuang Sword.

"Big Brother is back!"

As soon as Gu Qinghan arrived at his sect, Tianxuanzong, several disciples ran over and surrounded him.

"There are strange things on me, you don't get close to them, I'll look for you after I look for my uncle." Gu Qinghan walked out quickly after saying a word.

The moment he was about to walk over, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful girl with a broom standing at a corner nearby.

"Fifth Junior Sister?" Gu Qinghan couldn't help standing still and called out.

The girl seemed unable to speak, stretched out her hand and gestured a few times, then smiled faintly at Gu Qinghan.

Gu Qinghan took two steps towards her, and thought of the strange things about himself, so he stopped and threw a magic treasure bag at the girl, saying: "This is the pill for throat disease that I entrusted someone to refine, and the medicine on the way I bought some gadgets, Fifth Junior Sister will keep them."

After Gu Qinghan finished speaking, the younger brothers and sisters not far away started shouting that the senior brother was biased.

"Of course you have yours when you come back, don't fight for it, or you will lose everything!" Gu Qinghan warned with a smile, and then left.

As soon as he started, he felt the bullying sword struggling a few more times, so he could only pat the bullying sword twice with his spiritual sense to make him calm down.

"You idiot, not only do you just treat the man who is destined for heaven as a little girl, but also your deity can't take a look at the protagonist who is destined for heaven." Yan Hongxie was furious in the sword, but there was nothing she could do about it. , had no choice but to let Gu Qinghan bring him into the main hall of Tianxuanzong.

Taoist Qingyun, Gu Qinghan's uncle, was also very surprised after hearing Gu Qinghan's adventure, but after hearing Gu Qinghan say that he could not feel the sword's hostility towards him, Taoist Qingyun smiled and said maybe It's an adventure.

Gu Qinghan knew that Taoist Qingyun, his master uncle, was a very strong swordsman, so he felt a little relieved after hearing him say that.

"Open it." Taoist Qingyun set up the formation, and after taking precautions, he asked Gu Qinghan to open the magic-sealing cloth on the sword.

As soon as the magic sealing cloth was opened, Yan Hongxie felt the piercing precious light stabbing towards her.

Yan Hongxie was really going to scold someone, if it wasn't for the fact that he lost his body and his talisman in the cave before, and was cut off by Tianlei for most of his soul, how could he suffer this kind of pain here.

Before, I thought that the magic sealing cloth was smelly, but now it is not as good as the magic sealing cloth after being pierced by a knife.

"Huh? There really are spiritual things in your sword." Taoist Qingyun used the magic mirror to vaguely feel the presence of spiritual things in the sword.

"But what kind of evil thing?" Gu Qinghan asked worriedly when he saw the bullying sword trembling uncontrollably.

Taoist Qingyun went back and forth several times, until Yan Hong was illuminated evilly as if he had died several times.

"No problem, it should be that there is a sword spirit lodged in your sword, but the situation of the sword spirit cannot be completely determined." Taoist Qingyun finally put away the magic mirror.

"Sword spirit?" Gu Qinghan knew that in order to enhance the power of the natal sword, some high-strength sword cultivators would attract some strange beasts or auras with divine consciousness into the sword to become sword spirits.

But these have nothing to do with him as a monk in the foundation period.

"This is probably your adventure, you should cherish it." Taoist Qingyun patted Gu Qinghan's shoulder enviously.

He had already reached the late stage of Jindan before he reluctantly injected a fire spirit into the sword, adding a sword spirit to the natal sword.

But the effect that that kind of sword spirit can exert is really limited, and it is definitely far inferior to Gu Qinghan, who is not ordinary at first glance.

"Qinghan remembers it." Although Gu Qinghan was still a little dazed, his eyes were already excitedly looking at his natal sword.

When he stretched out his hand to hold the bullying sword, a gentle divine power was sent in with his spiritual thoughts, and the whole body of bullying sword was a little bit cold.

"Close your eyes, feel slowly, and try to communicate with your sword spirit." Taoist Qingyun squeezed a meditation spell for Gu Qinghan.

Gu Qinghan closed his eyes, and gently sent his spiritual thoughts over, he was afraid that if he was too rough, he would scare the sword spirit in the sword.

The silver sword heart began to emit a soft light due to the continuous infusion of spiritual thoughts, which continuously nourished the soul of Yan Hongxie who was on the verge of death.

Yan Hongxie's heart was beating thumpingly. During this period of life and death, Yan Hongxie's expression didn't change much, but the color of his eyes became heavier and heavier, making him look terribly evil. meaning.

The red silk thread continuously flew out from his soul, and attached to the heart of the sword softly and crazily.

The red frost marks became brighter and brighter.

Daoist Qingyun outside felt a constant chill all over his body, and the entire main hall of Tianxuanzong began to freeze.

"There are many powerful suppression arrays in the hall, and this sword can be used to such a degree. What kind of sword spirit lives in it?" Daoist Qingyun looked at Gu Qing in a flash of thought. cold.

He found that Gu Qinghan's complexion was slightly flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, his arms trembled slightly, and he seemed to be about to fall over at any time.

"Woooooooo..."

At the same time, within the Bullying Shuang Sword, Yan Hongxie had already stretched out his hand to grasp the divine sense mixed with Gu Qinghan's soul power, and the white light ball was kneaded into various shapes at will.

Yan Hongxie, as the soul of the Demon Lord, could easily hear the voice of Gu Qinghan's soul power.

This reminded him of how he was when he and Gu Qinghan met for the first time.

"Such a pure soul power, it would be a waste to eat it in one bite now, why don't you keep it and cultivate it slowly." Yan Hongxie blew a breath towards the white light after speaking.

The whole ball of white light instantly turned into pink, and flew tremblingly back into Jianxin.

"what!"

Gu Qinghan cried out soberly in an instant. He opened his eyes and looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief. He always felt that his sword spirit was a little strange, but it was very comfortable.

Obviously, he could feel the enhancement of his soul power after communicating with the sword spirit for the first time, but there was an indescribable numbness in his whole body when his soul power was enhanced.

"How? Was the communication successful? Can you feel what kind of sword spirit it is?" Taoist Qing Yun looked at Gu Qinghan's red and white complexion, and asked worriedly.

Gu Qinghan nodded slightly, he barely maintained his expression, put away the bullying sword, and said: "My ability is too low, I can't feel much, but I just vaguely feel that it is an ice sword spirit."

"That's right, you are a rare ice spirit root, and it is normal to attract ice-type sword spirits. If you compare it with this, you will be able to exert extraordinary power with this sword alone in the future." Qing The more Taoist Yun talked, the happier he became.

Gu Qinghan pursed his lips, looked at Taoist Qingyun, and said, "I still don't know anything about this, and I hope my uncle can give me some more books about sword spirits, so that I can take them back and study them."

"It should be, the more advanced the sword spirit, the weirder its temper. Although you are the sword master, you can't be too rough with it. Be careful to anger it, and it will fall into an endless sleep. Then you can't Use its power again." Taoist Qingyun reminded with a serious expression.

When Gu Qinghan heard this, his expression froze, and he became more careful.

When Yan Hongxie heard the conversation between the two, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It had been a long time since he heard a conversation where he had to be so cautious when dealing with a sword spirit.

But this is also good, he is a monster who is too weak to be weaker, and he just pretends to be a well-behaved sword spirit, so that he can use the second male Gu Qinghan to practice and recover.