Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 126 Apprentice 3: Sword Spirit

After the person left, Feng Xingying immediately returned to the Xihuangjian space.

There, the watermelon was covered in blood, glowing with fiery red light, lying quietly beside the fire pool.

"What's going on?! Watermelon, watermelon?" Feng Xingying was shocked.

It's just a contract with a spirit beast, how did it happen?
Xigua raised her head and gave Feng Xingying a firm look.

What is it doing?Why did it become like this?

"Watermelon, are you okay?"

"It's so noisy." An abrupt female voice sounded, and Feng Xingying looked around vigilantly.

This is her Xihuangjian space, yes, but why is there an old voice.

And Feng Xingying searched for a long time, but couldn't find half a figure, not even a breath.

"Stupid child, don't look for it. I am the Xihuang Sword Spirit. Your strength is too low to see me. When you reach the level of a spirit king, you will almost be able to see me."

Spirit King...

So far away.

And the cultivation of the spirit will become more difficult later on.

Although the Spirit King is only one level higher than the Xuanling Master, this level is more difficult than ascending to the sky.Even if Old Madam Feng spent her entire life, she was only a fourth-rank mysterious spirit master, and she was still a long way from the Spirit King.

It is said that there is only one such lofty thing as the Spirit King in the entire Dali Kingdom!Ordinary people can't see it at all.

Why did the word "Spirit King" come out of the sword spirit's mouth, but it seemed as simple as a routine.

Even though he couldn't see anyone, Feng Xingying saluted respectfully and asked for advice humbly: "Dare to ask Senior Sword Spirit, Watermelon, this tortoise spirit beast, why did he become like this?"

"Since you look so much like me and are so polite, then I will answer you kindly: Your aptitude has inherited the blood of our Phoenix clan, and it is the most attractive thing for ordinary low-level spirit beasts, so ah , the smarter spirit beasts will want to recognize you as their master when they smell your scent."

With her feelings, Feng Xingying has become a Tang monk?

Want to be her beast just by smelling it?
It seems that both watermelon and sesame are the same.

"But don't worry, spirit beasts that are too low-level are not capable of smelling them. This little turtle is not bad, it has the bloodline of the divine beast Xuanwu, but after too many generations, the power of the bloodline has weakened.

Your phoenix blood just happened to mutate it. "Jian Ling carefully explained Feng Xingying's science, and did not forget to shake his head:
"When did our Huang Clan produce a junior like you who doesn't understand anything? Since you are the heir of the Xihuang Sword, don't the elders of the clan even give you some science?"

"In the clan? What clan?" Feng Xingying wondered.

"Aren't you from the Phoenix Clan? No, you are clearly the blood of our Phoenix Clan." The sword spirit was confused, and suddenly let out a scream:
"Could it be that our Phoenix Clan has been wiped out? Your strength is too weak. You are only a little spiritual master at the age of 15. Can't you cultivate faster? Let's revive our Phoenix Clan as soon as possible."

Faced with such a sword spirit, Feng Xingying was also helpless. In order to prevent her from talking about it, Feng Xingying could only tell the truth.

"Oh, so you don't know anything, so I don't worry." Jian Ling rolled his eyes and said, "I know everything. If you beg me, I will reluctantly accept you as an apprentice. I can teach you sword skills , Teach you the mind, teach you alchemy, teach you refining tools, everything can teach you."

Even though she couldn't see her face, Feng Xingying had already imagined the scene of an expectant old lady trying every means to abduct a simple and ignorant girl.

It's a pity, although Feng Xingying looks innocent, she is not a cute little sheep in her heart.

(End of this chapter)