After running away with a cub, I became the sickly villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 39
The elder Mieshagui died long ago, and what remains now is only a lingering remnant of his soul. The man in blue raised his palm and waved forward, and the thousands of sword intents swelled by the wind instantly dispersed the black mist.

"what--"

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!!"

The old man's sharp wailing was deafening, full of strong unwillingness and resentment.

The black mist burst into the surroundings with the momentum of annihilation, and the ghost aura that was as cold as a blade attacked the two of them. The man raised his hand and used the sword aura to condense a defensive barrier.

at last.

After everything calms down.

The man in blue bent down to pick up the Suhui sword, and handed it to the slightly dazed girl with both hands.

He has a smile on his face, like a breeze blowing on his face, and has an extremely gentle and good voice, "Master, as a sword cultivator, remember to protect yourself with the sword in your hand at all times."

"...Are you Suhui Sword Spirit?" Ye Yan finally came to his senses, not concealing his shock.

Unexpectedly, it was a male... This sentence was swallowed by Ye Yan in time, calming her mind, she took back the sword with both hands and rubbed it carefully, and thousands of words were reduced to one sentence, "I thought the sword spirit would be a woman."

Su Hui covered her lips and coughed lightly, recalling the wife sword that the girl chanted every day, her cheeks turned red and she was a little bit ashamed, "It's not impossible, sword spirits have no gender distinction, if the master doesn't like this form , Suhui can also change its form."

"Ah, that's not necessary." Ye Yan was more curious about another matter, and looked at the man again and again to confirm the spiritual connection between the two, with a gentle voice that did not conceal surprise, "In legend, only the divine sword can transform into a sword spirit, and Your current grade is no more than a high-grade magic weapon, how can you gather sword spirits?"

"I don't know about Su Hui."

He squeezed his eyes and shook his head, and said in a gentle voice, "From the moment I was forged, I was born with spirituality, and I can see everything around me and figure out a little emotion."

"But the real awakening of spiritual knowledge and spirit body in Hongmeng was when the master was reshaping Suhui, and an extremely powerful and mysterious energy suddenly broke in halfway, and shaped the spirit body for me."

Powerful and mysterious energy?
Ye Yan thought over and over again, but couldn't think of a reason, and could only blame it on the water marks on the blueprint of the artifact.

"Due to the limited level of the sword body, my existence will not last long, and I will soon fall into a deep sleep again. When my spiritual power is insufficient, I can only wake up when your spirit, master, is seriously injured."

At the last moment, Su Hui took a look at her "The Autobiography of the Thief King" and turned to one of the pages.

[Raining Rain Sword Art]

"This sword formula is very compatible with the Suhui Sword, and it has the effect of group attack. Since the master has made up his mind to go to Xuantian Secret Realm, this sword formula is very suitable for the master's current cultivation." After saying this sentence, he disappeared up.

Ye Yan recited it twice silently, memorized the sword formula in his mind, and then let go of his consciousness to look at the space.

After the ghost died of old age, the black mist covering the entire space also dissipated, revealing its original face.

The eyes are all white, and there is only a Lingtan not far away. The aura is so strong that it drips, and it is refreshing to take a sip.

This should be the rebirth place Gui Lao chose for himself.

I didn't expect to be missed by myself.

Ye Yan has seen this kind of space in Zangshu Pavilion. It is the same principle as the Qiankun bag, monks in the Yuanying stage can open up the space field, and the flow of time in the space stops.

Ye Yan no longer hesitated, walked to the edge of the pool to meditate and practice, trying to improve his short-term cultivation as much as possible before entering the secret realm.

I don't know how long I will sit this time.

When she opened her eyes again, she breathed out a mouthful of turbid air, her eyes were clear, and her Qi training was perfect!

　Sorry, I only have 2000 words today. I suddenly had a toothache today. I didn’t pay attention at first, but it became more and more painful until I couldn’t stand it at night. add more

　　
　
(End of this chapter)