Lengao Sword Spirit, Husband, are you good or bad?

Chapter 240 Controlling the Sword and Controlling the Heart
Yan Yi's eyes became colder and colder, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, waiting for Hei Yao's answer.

"Black Yaoyao, you can take Ah Wu out! Ah Wu really really misses Ah Qi! I really want to see Ah Qi!"

Hearing Ah Wu's crying voice, Obsidian looked solemn.

A good sentence is about to blurt out immediately.

But he was held back!

"Black Yaoyao, don't you miss Ah Qi?"

Hei Yao lowered his head, and it took him a while to hear his own voice: "I want to, I really want to."

"But I'll take you out, can you go see Ah Qi?"

"No, she beat me and abandoned me, just like you were abandoned by your family. I don't want to go back to her now... I'm also homeless."

Ah Wu suddenly hugged Hei Yao lightly: "Don't cry Hei Yao, just treat Dark Moon Pavilion as your home, the people here are very nice."

Black Yao didn't answer anymore, there was no need to answer anymore.

He can't take risks in this kind of place, let alone take risks. There is Arthur's life, the Yun family's life, and the Beiling Kingdom's life.

Every step he takes is crucial, no matter how close his relationship with Ah Wu is, they will always be enemies.

There will be a big fight in the future.

He wasn't stupid enough to confess his feelings to his enemies.

Although this enemy, there is no such thing as an enemy.

Yan Yi in the dark also heaved a sigh of relief, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

It seems that the conversations of the past few days are very useful, and we can try to let Hei Yao get in touch with the Dark Moon Pavilion. When Hei Yao is weak in heart, it is best to win him over.

at the same time.

The training of the Yun family's elite army has already begun.

The 300 people were all carefully selected, and they were the most suitable people in the Yun family army to control the sword spirit, and their strength should not be underestimated.

300 people will form a pact with the sword spirit to form the strongest Yun family elite army!
"Hold your swords! This will be your sword spirit in the future! The sword spirit and the master have the same heart, and if you want to be strong, hold your head on your waist! Work hard! Improve yourself!"

"Yes!!" The resounding resounded.

Then it's Mo Fei's time. Mo Fei is a good master, very strict, no one can slack off, every move must be accurate!

Accurate enough to go down with a sword and take your life directly, don't use tricks and useless moves, just take your life!
Mo Fei walked up to Chu Mu: "It's too young."

This sentence was said to Yun Muchen.

Yun Muchen looked at the child: "This is someone Arthur values."

"Just because Yunse valued it, you let him in? What you want is an elite sword spirit master, not just anyone can be an elite."

Mo Fei's words were serious, and Chu Mu looked at Mo Fei, who was a head taller than him, with a firm expression: "Age does not represent strength! I can come in because of strength! I don't need anyone to let me in! I came in by myself!"

"On your own?" Mo Fei looked down at him with a cold, conceited and contemptuous expression.

Chu Mu clenched the long sword in his hand and swung it vigorously!Dedicated to completing his own training, as if he couldn't see the person in front of him.

This forbearance made Yun Muchen look sideways.

Mo Fei didn't look at Chu Mu again, and continued to walk forward.

After the round of training was over and the two went out, Yun Muchen said: "Chu Mu worked hard and is strong enough. Although he is young, his mind and strength are not weak, and you are not blind. This kid."

"Knowing the hidden ninja, accomplishing great things."

"Tch, I think you just don't like him, let me tell you, don't look for trouble again! Otherwise, I'll kick you out!" Yun Muchen threatened.

Mo Fei drank the water, turned to look at Yun Muchen: "I'm afraid not, I've decided to teach that person."

"Are you teaching?! Do you know how to write the word teaching? You are almost becoming a threat! I tell you not to get close!"

"No, Yun Se specifically instructed me." Mo Fei's voice was cold and expressionless.

Yun Muchen looked shocked: "That's why Arthur asked you to teach me this?"

"She said, follow me."

"Do whatever you want! One or two are unreliable!" After finishing speaking, Yun Muchen patted Mo Fei's shoulder, "Let me just say, you are not blind, how can you scold people properly."

"I'll still scold."

"no!"

"Yunse asked."

"Why did you listen to her! Don't listen!"

"impossible."

It is much faster for Mo Fei to train these former sword spirit masters than Yun Muchen and Yun Yangzheng.

The sword spirits of Yun Muchen and Yun Yangzheng have been cultivated very well, and within a month, these former sword spirit masters will be able to talk to the sword spirits.

As long as the sword spirit and the master can communicate, this is the biggest step in forming a bond.

From the pre-contract to the initial contract, as long as there is enough spiritual power.

So the most important thing is before the contract.

In the middle of the night, when everyone was asleep, a smaller body got out of the tent, ran a long way, and then sat down on the sand, holding its own sword.

It's Chumu.

"Talk! Why don't you talk to me!"

"300 people! Only I failed! Why don't you want to make a contract with me!"

"why why!"

Chu Mu wiped away his tears vigorously, and then threw the long sword to the ground!He also kicked a few times in disbelief.

Far away, he saw a pair of jet-black shoes, and then a slender white hand picked up his sword.

Chu Mu looked up in horror, it was Mo Fei.

"Sword Spirit, is that why you treat him like this?" Mo Fei's tone was very cold and deep, with a serious and terrifying expression.

Chu Mu was full of grievances: "It's not my fault! I talk to him every day! It's because he doesn't talk to me!"

"Don't you know the reason?"

Chu Mu gritted his teeth: "I don't know!"

"It's because you don't want to admit it, or you really don't know." Every word of Mo Fei seemed to be piercing his heart.

Chu Mu gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Mo Fei suddenly thrust the sword into his hand, the sword rubbed against his palm and pierced into the sand.

Chu Mu tried hard with his fingers, but he held on and remained motionless.

"Sword spirits are divided into three types. Those transformed by wood spirits are high-grade; those transformed by demon spirits are middle-grade; those transformed by black iron are low-grade." Mo Fei said indifferently.

Chu Mu frowned even tighter.

"This has been handed down since ancient times. The grade is so high, and no one can change it. There are many sword spirits in the Sword Spirit Sect, but there are also black iron sword spirits. Among the elders of the Sword Spirit Sect, there is also a black iron."

"According to your thinking, the sword spirit transformed by black iron should be extremely humble, and it should be living at the bottom, and even looked down upon by you, a human being, and hated by you."

Chu Mu immediately shook his head: "I didn't!"

"You have." With just two words, Chu Mu had nowhere to hide!

"I want to be a strong man! I want to be the strongest person! I want to be a general!" Chu Mu stood up suddenly, setting off a large cloud of flying sand.

"No matter how good the low-grade sword spirit is! Even if we form a bond, even if we reach the final sacrifice! Even if I become a high-grade sword spirit master..."

"But I still can't beat others. I can't beat someone who has a top-grade sword spirit and can also achieve the final sacrifice! The opponent is also a top-grade sword spirit master!"

"Although I am strong enough, the difference between the sword spirit itself will not change!"

Mo Fei's face became even colder: "That only shows that you are not strong enough. The reason why sword spirits and sword spirit masters are strong is because the power of sword spirit masters is immeasurable."

"You miscalculated, the power of the human heart."

Chu Mu was stunned, he couldn't understand: "...the power of the human heart? What is that?"

"Have you ever thought that sword spirits have been divided into three ranks since ancient times, so why does the black iron sword spirit with the lowest rank still exist, and some people are willing to control it?"

Chu Mu didn't know, he never thought about this question.

Mo Fei said again: "Why can the black iron sword spirit with the lowest rank be the elder of the sword spirit sect? From your point of view, any wood spirit and sword spirit is stronger than the black iron sword spirit."

"I don't know." Chu Mu suddenly changed his attitude, knelt on the ground and looked straight at Mo Fei, "Please enlighten me, Master!"

Mo Fei looked at him indifferently, and slowly said: "Because power will never be bound by rank, Yunse is a martial skill, why can she beat a low-rank sword spirit master who has become a first-level contract?"

"The black iron sword spirit is not low in strength and becomes the third rank, but the strength is difficult to tap and master. Why is the wood spirit and sword spirit in the first rank, because the strength is easy to grasp and easy to dig."

"But no matter what kind of sword spirit it is, if you are content with the status quo, if you don't study it, the sword spirit master will never be able to obtain the true power of the sword."

After hearing these words, Chu Mu still knelt on the ground. He looked at the long sword in his hand: "Dig the power of the sword spirit."

"Sword spirit master is a special identity, there is no upper limit for power, it seems that the final sacrifice is the strongest, but the rank does not represent strength, the black iron sword spirit of the first sacrifice may not lose to the wood spirit sword spirit of the final sacrifice."

Seeing his surprised expression, Mo Fei said, "Controlling the sword also controls the heart."

"A person controls a sword, and a sword controls a person. It is always mutual, not a slave-servant relationship."

Chu Mu suddenly shouted loudly: "I understand Master! Thank you Master for your enlightenment!"

"Who is your master?" Mo Fei looked at him with disgust.

"You are my master! You taught me! Taught me a lot!" Chu Mu insisted that this is the master!

Mo Fei flicked her sleeves lightly: "Why don't you think you are stupid, so I just say a few more words."

"I knelt down to you just now and you didn't object!" Chu Mu said emphatically and kowtowed three times, "Master, please accept the disciple's three respects!"

"There are too many people kneeling on me, and I will fail to accept disciples." After Mo Fei finished speaking, she turned and left.

Chu Mu held the sword spirit, his gaze was firm: "Mysterious iron sword spirit, I'm sure, it's because I thought wrong before, I apologize to you, I hope you can make a contract with me after you calm down! Then form a bond!"

"We are going to fight the enemy together! Let me tap your strongest power! Become the strongest black iron sword spirit!" Chu Mu said vowedly, his eyes were firm!
The long sword in his hand gave off a faint light, which quickly faded away.

Mo Fei would leave every five days, and it hadn't changed in two months.

Yun Muchen saw that Mo Fei was about to leave: "There is something important tonight! Stop for me! You can't leave!"

"My business is more important." Mo Fei looked indifferent.

Yun Muchen dragged him into the tent: "Not today! Let's have a practical training tonight!"

Mo Fei looked at him as if he was looking at a fool: "I say that every time I go back, is it interesting?"

"Don't think I don't know what you're doing! You want to go back to see Arthur! I won't let you succeed! Don't even think about going back to see Arthur!" Yun Muchen held Mo Fei tightly.

"Five days is my limit." Mo Fei generously admitted that he is a sword spirit, and it won't take long to go back and forth.

Yun Muchen stared at him: "Don't even think about leaving today...Damn! Flying again!"

Yun Muchen shook the clothes in his hands, cursing Mo Fei who had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)