Swordsman of the World

Chapter 137

Yang Dong promised Yang Xue to let her stay in the Bone Dao Palace, and he also hoped that she would get better.

"Aren't you going to come in and sit down?" Yang Xue stepped aside and invited him into the room to be alone.

Yang Dong looked at her, the latter was a little shy, but refused: "I still have something to do, I can't."

Yang Xue was a little disappointed, she watched Yang Dong leave, she grasped the door with her small hands, exerting strength unconsciously.

After chatting with her, Yang Dong went to see Mo Xiaolang, this kid is usually a person who can't sit still, why didn't he look for him all day today?
"Bang bang" Yang Dong patted Mo Xiaolang's door vigorously, and said, "Mo Xiaolang."

"哗啦" There was a sound of tilting debris inside, Yang Dong's expression moved, and he felt something was wrong.

With a flip of his right hand, he drew out his epee and slashed fiercely at the bar on the door of the wing.

Hum, a light yellow light flashed, and the door burst open.

Yang Dong saw a person sitting cross-legged on the ground inside the door, wasn't it Mo Xiaolang?

I saw that he was on fire all over, or was burned by fire, but his skin and body were not burnt.

"What, what are you doing?" Yang Dong was shocked and asked, "How did you do this?"

Mo Xiaolang's expression was extremely painful, he slowly opened his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "In order to better improve... cultivation base, I use, use my Mo family's secret method to forcibly fuse my sword soul and you give it to me The sword fetus, this... This method can allow me to quickly improve my cultivation. Hehe, my ancestors of the Mo family have done it before."

Hiss, this kind of forcibly occupying the sword embryo, so as to improve the cultivation level conveniently.

It was an extremely painful process, either succeed or die.

"Are you committing suicide?" Yang Dong couldn't help asking, "There are many ways for you to become stronger."

"There are many ways, but when do I have to wait!!!" Mo Xiaolang couldn't help but roared, because of his excitement, his skin suddenly burst and blood flowed out.

Mo Xiaolang and his party suddenly burst into tears, choked up and said: "Yang Dong, I am grateful that you saved me and let Master Lei Zhong enlighten me. But I have been enduring the pain of losing a loved one in my heart, and I forced a smile in front of you, It's just a way for me to thank you and not let you worry about me, but I never want to become stronger for a moment in my heart."

"It's rare for you to give me a sword embryo now. My Mo family happens to have a secret method to force fusion. I can't miss this great opportunity. If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!"

"As long as I can fuse, I can instantly become a great swordsman, hahaha, isn't this method very convenient?"

"I don't want to be a swordsman. In the world of cultivation, it is no different from a waste. I can't go anywhere. I don't know when I work hard, and I will never make it. Maybe the day I break through the great swordsman, I will become a swordsman." Your enemy is already the King of Swords!"

Yang Dong was speechless, he didn't expect Mo Xiaolang's mental journey to be so tormented these days.

After all, he is only a few years older than Mo Xiaolang, and he is not a person who has experienced many vicissitudes. How did he discover the inner world of this young man?

It's just that Mo Xiaolang's method is different from his fusion and devouring sword soul back then. When he first merged and devoured sword soul, he didn't have the void sword soul yet.

Yang Dong stimulated the nihilistic sword soul only after the fusion, so there will be no repulsion between the sword souls, nor will he be possessed.

But the risks of the two methods are equally high. Yang Dong escaped from death at first.

Yang Dong didn't expect that giving him a sword fetus would actually arouse his inner pursuit of power, and he would even take risks.

He said in a trembling voice: "Mo Xiaolang, this is the secret method of the evil way, don't you know? It is extremely difficult to forcibly fuse other people's sword souls. Although it is quick, it is easy to produce demonic thoughts. Have you used it?"

"Don't worry about it, I want to become stronger, I want revenge, I can persevere." Mo Xiaolang gritted his teeth in pain, but stared fiercely at his eyes, his hostility continued to gather.

In fact, at this time, Yang Dong can't control it, unless he is killed.

"Sigh." Yang Dong sighed, handed a spiritual herb to his mouth, and said, "Hold it, this is gastrodia elata, it can make your body lose consciousness but keep you awake, it won't be so painful."

Yang Dong never expected that Mo Xiaolang's family is also related to Moxiu, and there is such an overbearing method of forcibly fusing the sword soul. Although the time with Mo Xiaolang is still short, Yang Dong feels that Mo Xiaolang Still very good.

Now I can only protect him, and hope he is fine.

This wait lasted for seven days. Whenever Mo Xiaolang was burning with flames and couldn't hold on, Yang Dong would give him a few drops of sunflower water to ease the backlash caused by the flames and sword embryos.

I will also prepare some pills for him to enhance his physical fitness and prevent him from collapsing so easily.

Everything about Yang Dong has helped Mo Xiaolang use magic skills to fuse the flame sword embryo.

Finally on the seventh night, Mo Xiaolang fell to the ground with a common sound, let out a long breath, and fell to the ground unconscious.

Yang Dong was taken aback, and hurried forward to probe his heart, and said in surprise: "It's not dead, it's still alive, this...you and your ancestors are all good people."

Yang Dong took out a spiritual source, performed spiritual healing, put it on his heart, and kept nourishing his body with spiritual temperature.

Yang Dong could feel that the sword fetus in Mo Xiaolang's body was a little weird.

Originally heavy martial arts sword soul, he forcibly used the magic method to fuse the flame sword embryo. Although he succeeded, his sword embryo was still mainly based on the original heavy martial arts sword soul, but the sword soul was attached with some black flames, which was very demonic. .

Mo Xiaolang has been completely reduced to a sword cultivator of the Demonic Dao.

Yang Dong sighed, how did things come to this point?

It's not that the magic cultivator is not good, it's just that the devil cultivator has always been at odds with the righteous way, pursues different goals, and has a different standpoint. If someone finds out later, he might be hunted down.

Moreover, it was the demon cultivator who killed Mo Xiaolang's family, and now Mo Xiaolang has become a demon cultivator himself in order to take revenge.

Everyone likes power, but it is not easy to control the desire for power.

Yang Dong has a deep understanding of this. After all, he has the Devouring Sword Soul, but he has never devoured anyone, nor has he actively devoured it because of his weak strength. He has endured very hard these years.

for what?It’s not about maintaining the self and not changing the original intention.

Although these principles are useless to the current Mo Xiaolang, he won't say anything, he can only help him to the end, and that is to seal the evil energy in his body!

This method of sealing, Yang Dong had read related classics when he was in Leizhou City before, it must be done by a great sword master with the power of a sword fetus, and it happened that he broke through the great sword master.

Yang Dong went to the medical shop opened by Yao Wangzong in Loulan Shacheng, found the Xuanmen doctor who was in charge of the medical shop, and invited him to seal the evil energy in Mo Xiaolang's body together.

The promised reward was five top-quality spiritual sources, and the doctor immediately agreed when he heard that he had made such a generous move.

Two Taoist doctors, while Mo Xiaolang was still in a coma, joined forces to seal his sword embryo devil energy.

This will reduce his cultivation as a great swordsman, and he can only display [-]% of his strength.

Naturally, Mo Xiaolang didn't know all this and fell asleep drowsily.

One day later, Mo Xiaolang woke up. His body didn't change much, but he had aged a lot. The originally 16-year-old boy was older than Yang Dong, and he felt 26.

Mo Xiaolang was immersed in the sword fetus in his purple mansion, and he didn't notice any changes in his body.

At this time, he was much stronger than he was a swordsman eight days ago.

Swiping, holding the heavy sword in his hand, swinging it in the air, with patches of black flames, the strength of the great swordsman, combined with the heavy martial arts sword soul and the characteristics of flames, it is so powerful that even Yang Dong should be afraid of it.

Mo Xiaolang raised the sword in his hand excitedly, and said proudly: "Haha, hahaha, Yang Dong, look, I knew that my life should not die, I knew that I would have such a day, throughout the ages, the 16-year-old Dajian Master, you haven't seen it either, have you?"

It is true that there are not many decent sword cultivators, and it is not uncommon for devil sword cultivators.

Mo Xiaolang boasted triumphantly: "Brother, I won't drag you down in the future, hehe, who dares to bully you, we two brothers will join forces to deal with him, hehe, hahaha."

Yang Dong closed his lips. From the current point of view, his condition is not bad, his temperament has not changed much, and his promotion from a swordsman to a great swordsman has made him extremely inflated.

Yang Dong is a down-to-earth person, so naturally he won't envy his quick way, but just worry about him, a silly boy.

However, when Yang Dong was in Loulan Shacheng for a period of time, some slaves who escaped from the wood spirit tribe gradually came in, and some wood spirit tribe people who fled from their refugees came.

Liu Ruyan returned to Zhutian Sword Sect a few days ago, and immediately reported the news of the destruction of the Wood Spirit Clan to the sect.

This day Yang Dong decided to leave Loulan Shacheng, but Mo Xiaolang didn't want to leave.

"Brother, I'm a great swordsman now, hehe, who am I afraid of?" Mo Xiaolang patted his chest proudly, and said, "Although I don't know why I always feel a little uncomfortable, but it's not a serious problem. Wait here for the magician to come."

"Heavenly demon energy leaks here, it will definitely attract demon cultivators to come, I will see the enemy who killed my whole family, and I will be able to take revenge, hehe."

Yang Dong shook his head and said: "Although you accidentally became a great swordsman, your foundation is too weak, and your sword skills are not too good. It's too dangerous."

Mo Xiaolang didn't take it seriously, and said: "I feel full of strength now, I can defeat anyone, and you gave me the essence of Taiyi Shenmu, I am also invincible. Yang Dong, do you want to spend two days with me?" Trick? So that you can know the flame power of my heavy martial sword soul?"

Seeing that he insisted on this, Yang Dong couldn't help it.

The wood spirit tribe has become an underground tiankeng, which will inevitably attract many demon cultivators. This will not change. He will stay and wait for the enemy, and he will not be able to stop it.

Then, in the end, he and Yang Xue returned to the Bone Dao Palace.

The ingenious woodcarving soared in the sky, Yang Dong was full of complicated emotions, and Yang Xue sat behind him silently.

Suddenly, Yang Xue took out the Miyin flute and said, "What is it that makes you so sad? Do you want to play a song together?"

(End of this chapter)