Chapter 131 Burning Shadow Sword

"Is the Ice Pulse Pill so rare? The price has been raised so high, it shouldn't be, instead of wasting so many spirit stones, they might as well spend two more days to practice!" Su Poman frowned, feeling a little Incredible.

Zhong Yue shook his head and said, "Young Master Su, you may not know that once your cultivation reaches the ninth level of the Qi refining stage, it will take far more than two hours to break through the bottleneck, so in order to ensure a successful breakthrough, you must prepare The Ice Pulse Pill was used to prolong the running time of the Yanri Kung Fu, so this Ice Pulse Pill became a necessary pill for those elite disciples to break through, and the main material of the Ice Pulse Pill was far away from the sect, so those who did the task to get the material It often takes half a month for disciples to return to the sect, and the high price is understandable!"

"Okay...then I'll give you an Ice Pulse Pill to buy this sword box!"

"No, no, no, you are the direct disciple of Ouyang Enshrined. You still need to pay for the things you get in Wanjianfang. Master Ouyang has already explained this too lightly." Zhong Yue smiled and shook his head.

"You don't need to pay Lingshi?"

Su Poman didn't pretend to evade, and smiled and said: "Then I will be disrespectful!"

While speaking, he opened the lid of the sword box, and put the 'Fenying Sword' into it.

After bidding farewell to Zhong Yue, Su Poman strode out of Wanjianfang with a bottle of red sword box on his back.

With the sword box on his body, Su Poman felt that he really had the appearance of a sword cultivator at this time. Thinking of the sword fairy master in the novels he had read before, an inexplicable sense of arrogance emerged in his heart, and he gently After touching the sword case on the back, the divine sense easily penetrated the sword case and attached to the 'Fenying Sword'.

At this time, as long as he moves his mind, he can make the 'Fenying Sword' fly out of the sword box to fight against the enemy, but there are too many people here, so he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​experimenting here.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the night sky was full of stars, and the open space of the Sword Monastery flickered from time to time with fiery sparks from the collision of flying swords and black ravine stones, and more disciples came out to relax on the road.

Under the moonlight, Su Poman was dressed in the clothes of a Fierce Sun Sect disciple, carrying a two-foot-long red sword box on his back, and walked along the mountain road to his residence.

The Lieyang Sect is not too strict with its disciples. At night, there will be various disciples who come out to play and relax on the mountain road. Taoist boys who need to learn sentence reading in the "Xiwentang" will also choose to come out to play on lively nights.

"Monster, look at my fencing skills, hey!"

"Run, Master Longyang Jianwu is here!"

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On the mountain road, an older boy was holding a straight wooden stick and gesticulating. His little face was full of seriousness, and he let out a roar with piercing eyes. He jumped off the boulder he was standing on before, waved the wooden stick in his hand, and chased after the other little Taoist boys with grass spikes on their heads.

"Wow, run, there is a dragon spirit attached to the Longyang Sword, and we are no match for the monster race!" One of the little boys running in the front pretended to be afraid, and shouted at the same time. run forward.

The other Xiaodao boys pretending to be monsters also nodded in agreement, and ran forward flexibly.

Seeing this scene, Su Poman couldn't help showing a smile, and muttered to himself: "This age is the most carefree! It's so good..."

Immediately afterwards, there was another chasing sound from the bottom of the mountain road. Su Poman took a closer look and found that the actor of 'Longyang Sword' had changed.

In the eyes of these Taoist boys, the straight stick symbolizes the power of the Longyang Sword. Whoever gets it will feel very ritualistic, and they have become the mythical figures of the Lie Yangzong in the master's narration.

"It seems that the high-level leaders of the Lieyang Sect still have some means to control people's hearts!"

Su Poman secretly sighed in his heart, with this group of disciples cultivated since childhood, once the Lieyang Sect encounters a major crisis, these disciples will definitely choose to live and die with the sect. This is the belief they have formed since childhood. The high-level people have fanatical admiration, link themselves with the sect, and share weal and woe.

Su Poman withdrew his gaze, and after sorting out his thoughts, he silently quickened his pace, and quickly returned to his residence.

"Rumble..."

After the stone door was closed, Su Poman stared at the stone table that had been divided into two halves and fell to the ground. With a thought, he pinched a sword formula in his hand and shouted abruptly: "Fenying, get out of the sheath!"

A trace of divine consciousness was attached to the Fenying Sword, and the sword control technique was activated suddenly!

hum!
In the dragon scale wooden sword box, the Fenying sword suddenly shook, and then a faint spiritual light lit up on the sword.

The cover of the sword box opened in response, and the Fenying sword flew out slowly.

"go with!"

As if drunk, Fenyingjian shot towards the stone table on the ground staggeringly, the speed was not fast, even ordinary people could catch the flying sword's trajectory with their naked eyes.

"laugh!"

The flying sword slashed across, and the edge of the stone table was cut off by the Fenying sword.

"It turned out to be crooked?"

Su Poman's expression was a little surprised. He thought that his sword control skills were already a bit advanced, but he didn't expect that in reality, he thought too much and was too confident.

After thinking about it, this result is also understandable. The total time he has practiced Swordsmanship so far is less than two days. The training time is too short, so the level of Swordsmanship is naturally very limited, and the size of the Fenying Sword is lower. The courtyard is considered to be a relatively large flying sword. You must know that every inch the size of the flying sword increases, the difficulty of controlling the sword will increase exponentially. Now he can successfully control the Fenying sword all thanks to his god who is stronger than ordinary monks. knowledge.

Compared with it, the difficulty of envoy 'Fen Ji Jian' is much lower, which gave Su Poman the illusion that the art of controlling swords has already entered the room. In fact, most of this is because his natal flying sword has a sword Spirit, so Yujianshu will feel extremely smooth and natural when performing it, and the speed is more than ten times faster than this.

Of course, flying swords at the level of magic weapons would also consume more spiritual power. If it weren't for the existence of the flying sword spirit of the natal flying sword, if Su Poman was replaced with an ordinary magic weapon, he might not be able to consume all the spiritual power in his body. It moved a little, let alone used to fight against the enemy.

Su Poman guessed that the sword spirit of the 'Fenji Sword' would consume part of the spiritual power in the sword body to assist him in controlling the sword, but this method cannot last long. After each use, it should take a period of time to accumulate. Under the circumstances, it is also possible to force the envoy many times, but that will deplete the spiritual power and potential of the Fenji Sword itself, and it is very likely to affect its future promotion.

Su Po opened his mouth, and a red light flew out from his mouth, revealing the figure of 'Fen Ji Jian'.

Like a bird, Fenjijian first flew around Su Poman twice, and then rubbed the back of his hand with the hilt of the sword very affectionately.

(End of this chapter)

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