My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 137 The Birth of the Sword Spirit

"That thing is absorbing the vitality in the secret realm." Jiang Feng's eyes were burning brightly, and his shining eyes narrowed.

The number of people entering the secret realm this time may be related to the red stone hanging in the sky.

Ling Jianzong was in a difficult situation. For safety reasons, the higher-ups issued an order not to allow disciples to go out at will. The whole sect went in and out, and knew nothing about the rumors that had recently arisen in the upper world.

"Well," Yun Chi nodded in agreement, "Go, go back and have a look."

The vitality in the secret realm has been completely lost, and the spiritual energy is so thin that it cannot be felt. If you continue to sit and wait for death, you will only die.

When the three of them returned to the deep valley, they were really taken aback by the sight in front of them.

On the withered grass lay haggard dead people lying here and there, stretching for two or three miles.

The few people who are scattered among the dead are all senile, and they don't have the spirit of a half-trained cultivator at all.

The living people who were still on their last legs, some sacrificed barriers to protect themselves, some fled out of the deep valley, and more kept attacking the crystal nucleus one after another.

The three of them walked through the corpses carefully, and found the place where Ling Jianzong's disciples gathered.

Among the 36 disciples of Ling Jianzong who came to practice, except for the three of them, there were seven people who survived.

"Senior Brother Jiang," a disciple who knew Jiang Feng was a little puzzled seeing that he was still in high spirits, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Feng glanced over the faces of several fellow students, knowing what they were thinking, so he avoided answering, and changed the subject and asked, "What happened here?"

His eyes fell on the dozen or so disciples of the Foundation Establishment period who died beside him, and he couldn't bear it.

"I came to the valley early in the morning, waiting for the exit of the secret realm to open, and the exit did not appear until noon."

The disciple looked up at the red stone on the high place, "Then this thing appeared, and the surrounding vitality dried up quickly. I didn't have time to react. Brothers with lower cultivation bases..."

He sighed and continued: "I heard from the brothers of other sects that this stone is the crystal core of the secret realm. This time, many people came here just for this object. I never thought... Sigh!"

I never thought that if I failed in the treasure hunt, I would lose my life!

Yun Chi listened quietly, his eyes inadvertently collided with a shadowy sight in the distance.

After being discovered, the other party quickly turned his head and looked away, Yun Chi sneered unobtrusively, and continued to observe the crystal nucleus.

In the deep valley, a few people died of exhaustion and aging, all of them were cultivated in the realm of alchemy.

Except for Lian Kongyu, all the monks below the level of alchemy have died.

"The crystal nucleus of the secret realm must be cut off to cut off the supply of vitality."

With that said, Jiang Feng raised his sword and was about to join the team attacking the crystal nucleus, but was stopped by the disciple who had just spoken, "Useless brother, look at those who try to approach the crystal nucleus, the vitality is lost faster."

"Junior Sister Susu, what do you think?" Jiang Feng turned his head to the silent Yunchi, his eyes full of expectation.

For some reason, he just believed that if someone could chop off the crystal nucleus, that person must be the suzerain of Junior Sister Incarnation Susu.

Yun Chi is very self-aware, the coercion released by the crystal nucleus is too strong, she feels that she is not an opponent.

After thinking about it, he nodded, "I'll try!"

From the moment Yunchi appeared, Xu Miaoqing paid close attention to her all the time, seeing her pull out the scimitar, a sneer of contempt appeared on the corner of her mouth.

What can you do that even her Xu Miaoqing can't do?
That's right, just now, she was seriously injured by the crystal nucleus, and most of her vitality was lost at once. If it wasn't for the third-order elixir to replenish her vitality, she might have returned to the nine heavens long ago.

Yunchi was surrounded by blue light, and countless star spots shone in the blue light, and a small area was lit up.

Needless to say, spiritual power must not be able to fight against the crystal nucleus, as evidenced by the corpses lying down one after another.

So--

What about the power of the star?
Can the crystal nucleus harvest vitality and spiritual power, can it also harvest the power of Qixing?
If not, they might still have a chance.

She gently closed her eyes, and then opened them again. The beautiful almond eyes were full of sharpness, like spikes piercing into the clouds, exuding a tough temperament all over her body.

The right hand holds the scimitar tightly, the black blade is surging with blue light, and star spots dance on the knife, as if there is a blue galaxy flowing on the knife.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the woman's whole body was like a starry night, emitting a brilliance that did not belong to the world.

Yun Chi's lips moved quickly, the ancient and mysterious mantra lingered in his mind, and waves of Qixing's power poured into the knife.

At the same time, the Shui Yuan Pill in the dantian rotated rapidly, releasing more than half of its spiritual power, which converged towards the right arm.

The phoenix sings, sonorous and powerful.

In this land where vitality was exhausted and spiritual energy was gone, Yun Chi flew high into the sky under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Behind her was an incomparably huge star-spotted phoenix.

Yun Chi ignored the stunned group of people. She focused her eyes on the red crystal nucleus, and slowly raised her hand. The spiritual power in her body and the power of Qixing rushed towards her arm.

A faint blue knife shadow was entwined by a galaxy, carrying the pressure of thunder and heading towards the red crystal nucleus.

It contains [-]% of the spiritual power of the peak of alchemy, and [-]% of the power of Qixing.

The long and wide knife shadow slashed on the crystal nucleus, which was different from everyone's previous attacks!
Yun Chi was a little out of strength, swayed twice and almost fell down, the star-spotted phoenix grabbed her with its sharp beak, and flapped its wings once and for all.

Everyone present held their breath, waiting for the feedback from the crystal nucleus, with strong hopes rising in their hearts.

Even Xu Miaoqing, who scoffed at Yun Chi, unconsciously emitted a gleam of longing in his eyes.

Nobody wants to die!
finally--

There was a slight reaction from the crystal nucleus, and it trembled slightly.

"Boom!"

"Junior Sister Susu!"

Jiang Feng and Lian Kongyu yelled at the same time, turning their heads constantly, their eyes following Yun Chifei's direction.

Yunchi was sent flying by a pillar of bright red light emitted by the crystal nucleus!

During the high-speed reverse flight, the power of Qixing was completely extinguished, and the star-spotted phoenix left the stage sadly.

The thick light pillars of the beams are on the abdomen, and the body is folded inwards at thirty degrees.

Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, as if standing under an open shower, his clothes were instantly soaked.

too hot!
The beam of light hit the body, like a ball of open fire burning in the dantian, the scalding flame scorched the body, and the faint blue water pill was almost roasted.

Every nerve, every cell is clamoring that it is unbearably hot.

After being tempered in the Jianzhong desert, she is already extremely resistant to high temperatures. It can be said that she will not feel hot at temperatures below [-] degrees. Right now, even her consciousness is trembling, at least two hundred degrees.

The beam of light emitted by the crystal nucleus was like the hot magma ejected from the crater, hitting the abdomen with a majestic energy that scorched everything, torturing the delicate young master wantonly.

Too hot!
Come to think of it, the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun is nothing more than this!
But she doesn't want to sharpen her eyes!

Besides, the grilling part is not right!
Could it be that there is something special about her belly button, after being smoked at high temperature, it can awaken into Erlang God's heavenly eye?

Such an embarrassing part, even if you open your eyes, it's useless!
The gust of wind brushed past his ears, Yun Chi was thinking wildly in the extreme heat, trying to distract a little bit of attention.

Unable to bear it, someone finally passed out gloriously.

"Vigor," someone in the deep valley noticed something strange, and asked his companion softly in disbelief, "Have you stopped losing?"

It wasn't until a cheer sounded in my ear, with the lightness of the rest of my life, that I dared not believe it was true.

"Great, the vitality has stopped draining!"

"I don't have to die, I don't have to die!"

"..."

After a brief sigh of relief, everyone began to worry about being trapped in the secret realm forever and never being able to get out.

Some large-scale sects, such as the Evergreen Sect, began to discuss the next action plan internally, although most of those plans were useless.

The survivors of Ling Jianzong gathered together and discussed countermeasures in low voices.

Jiang Feng was also pulled over by them, and was forced to listen to the unreliable speeches of his seniors, his eyes looked in the direction of the beam of light from time to time, and he was worried.

Lian Kongyu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and ran in the direction where Yunchi disappeared without saying a word.

She is like a hale and hearty old lady. Although her teeth are missing, her hair is dyed white, and her back is stooped, she walks vigorously and runs even faster than usual.

Jiang Feng caught a glimpse of Lian Kongyu's anxious back from the corner of his eye, explained a few words to his fellow apprentices, and strode to follow.

"Junior Sister Kong Yu, I will go with you to find the suzerain."

"En!" Lian Kongyu nodded, and the two figures, a man and a woman, quickly disappeared in the dense forest.

In just one stick of incense, the red light of the crystal nucleus that absorbed the vitality of the entire secret realm faded, turning black like a charred stone.

Under Xu Miao's light gesture, the members of the Evergreen Sect took the first step and put the crystal nucleus, which was half the size of a basketball court, into the storage bag.

It is rumored that if you get the crystal nucleus, you will get the opportunity to smash the sky. Thousands of disciples have been sacrificed, and the opportunity for the crystal nucleus must be brought back.

After some baptism, there are still more than 60 alchemy cultivators remaining in the Evergreen Sect, who stand out in the secret realm, and no sect dares to challenge them.

Seeing that Changqingzong took away the crystal nucleus, those who had planned for the crystal nucleus all retreated in embarrassment, not daring to compete with him.

Yun Chi thought that she would die silently, but she never thought that she could wake up, and she woke up unscathed.

Looking around, there is still a piece of withered yellow ashes as far as the eyes can see.

Without thinking too much, she stood up and dusted off her body, planning to go back to find Lian Kongyu and Jiang Feng, and discuss how to leave the secret realm together.

After taking two steps, I immediately noticed something was wrong.

In the vast sea of ​​dantians, Shui Yuandan spins alone.

The bloody sword spirit seed that was jumping up and down beside the water yuan pill, catching a trace of spiritual power and then frantically absorbing it, disappeared.

Although the blade spirit seed has produced a faint sense of autonomy, it will take at least seven or eighty years before it grows.

Could it be that he was roasted to protect her?

After all, it was nourished by a drop of her blood, with the will to sacrifice her life for her master in her nature.

Yun Chi crossed his knees and closed his eyes, and searched the dantian twice, but found nothing.

"Oh!" Poor baby!
It's really sad, after all, it has been raised for several months.

She closed her eyes and solemnly mourned the little seed who died young.

After three seconds.

Opening his eyes, there was no trace of sadness in his bright apricot eyes, and he silently planned in his heart to go back and cultivate ten or eight more seeds of weapon spirits.

For no other reason, it can prevent disasters!
"belch!"

Yun Chi, who raised his feet again and was about to leave, shuddered, turned his head vigilantly, and looked left and right.

Is it an illusion?
Only then did he clearly hear a full belch, Yun Chi slowly turned his head back, and then quickly turned around behind him.

Empty!
He breathed a sigh of relief, secretly scorned his suspicions, and took a step forward.

"belch!"

"Hiccup!"

It's confirmed, it's not a hallucination, it's a real person hiccupping, and the location is right where she woke up just now.

Yun Chi drew out his scimitar, and used the tip of the knife to scratch the fallen grass a few times. The spiritual power in his dantian surged, ready to fight at any time.

Turn over the layers of withered grass seedlings, close to the grass roots of the ground, a spot of light the size of a fingernail emits a faint red light, and burps twice from time to time.

An invisible thread leads her to the little guy in the grass, which is a kind of intimacy and familiarity connected by blood.

Yun Chi couldn't help laughing, and quickly twisted it up with his sharp eyes and hands, "Say, why are you pretending to be dead?"

"Hi, heh, lord... man... hiccup... hiccup..."

Dao Ling was pulled out of the grass, and the body imprisoned by the owner's thumb and index finger grew up little by little, like an expanding balloon, and soon expanded to the size of a leather ball.

The chubby body exudes a soft blood-red halo, which is lifted up by the owner and shakes like a red will-o'-the-wisp.

"I'm asking you something!" Yun Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending to be angry, and then suddenly shook the "wild-wisp" in his hand.

The knife spirit, which looks like a will-o'-the-wisp, is light and fluffy in the hand, and the soft touch feels like holding a cloud in the hand, which is more comfortable than touching a kitten.

Yun Chi couldn't help stretching out his other hand, and rubbed it vigorously between his hands. The Dao Ling was like soft cotton candy. With a little force, it immediately turned into a small lump.

"Hi!" After a while, Dao Ling, who was kneaded into a bun by the master and then pulled into a noodle, looked pitiful and obedient.

"Master, master... I'm not pretending to be dead, hiccup, I'm too full."

The crisp and sweet voice is like the child's voice of a three or four-year-old girl.

Yun Chi felt that the voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, and thought for a long time before he remembered it.

——Isn't this the voice she had when she was a child?
"What did you eat to make yourself up like this? Also, why did you suddenly grow up?"

I vaguely guess in my heart that it has something to do with the crystal core of the secret realm, but I'm not sure.

"Oh, master, don't tie a knot on him, he is not a rope."

Dao Ling struggled a few times in Yun Chi's hands, but unfortunately his arms couldn't twist his thighs.

"I don't know why I grew up. I just saw a lot of vitality and a lot of spiritual power. I really wanted to eat it. When I sucked it hard, I ate a lot of vitality and a lot of spiritual power."

"It was all strangled, and then it came out of the master's stomach."

Yun Chi twitched the corners of his mouth, and checked again, "Did you see a big, big red stone, there is vitality and spiritual power in the stone, you want to eat it, so you inhaled it hard, and then you ate the delicious vitality and spiritual power force?"

"Yes, yes!" Dao Ling, whose body was tied into a knot, nodded like a pounding garlic, "Master is so smart!"

"I'll let you suck it, I'll let you suck it," Yun Chi said angrily, "Your master almost killed me because of your greediness."

The sword spirit, whose body is extremely plastic, was compressed into the size of a thumbnail again.

"Master, what are you doing?" Dao Ling saw that Yun Chi used his spiritual power to take out a drop of red liquid from the scimitar.

Yun Chi held the half drop of blood sealed in the scimitar with his right palm, "Nonsense, of course I melted you into the knife, hurry up, get into this drop of blood, so that I can shoot you into the knife .”

Only when the weapon spirit is truly integrated with the weapon can it exert its maximum value.

Hearing this, Dao Ling clanged and floated around the scimitar twice, shaking his head regretfully.

"Master, this body is too weak to carry my invincible and powerful spiritual sense. It will shatter immediately after I live in it. It must be strengthened before it can be fused."

The weapon spirit cultivated by the practitioner will not lie to the master.

At that time, she had thought that a mere mortal soldier might not be able to carry a sword spirit fused from millions of sword spirits, but she never thought it would come true.

"Okay," Yun Chi frowned, and sealed the dripping blood back into the scimitar, "Before your body is strengthened, go back to Dantian and wait."

Dao Ling shook his head again and again, "No, master, I just came out and don't know what this world looks like. I don't want to go back to Dantian, don't want to."

There is only one Shui Yuan Pill in the dantian, which can't talk, it's so boring, so it doesn't want to go back.

Yun Chi thought for a moment, Dao Ling already had self-awareness, and it was really boring for him to stay in his dantian all the time.

"Okay." Looking at Dao Ling's joyful appearance, Yun Chi warned, "But there are people who are not allowed to come out, do you hear?"

"I know."

Yunchi gallops towards the valley like a gust of wind.

The sword spirit recovered into a ball-sized ghost fire, drifting slowly at the beginning of the master's flying.

(End of this chapter)