Are you crazy! Are you sure you are a beastmaster?

The first time, the last time, the last time.

In Su Ze's perception.

A position similar to Dantian appeared.

He was slightly stunned, and then reacted.

This is where the spirit is hidden, Niwan Palace!

Under normal circumstances, practitioners can only sense the existence of Niwan Palace after reaching the level of Yuanying.

Only like Su Ze, or if there is any adventure, can one sense his spirit in advance before Yuanying!

A stream of strange lavender energy appeared in Niwan Palace.

There was chaos there, nothing, only a hazy ball of light in the middle.

Although there was only a vague shape.

But Su Ze could still recognize that it was a smaller version of himself.

The purple air swirled and rushed over, infusing into the body of the illusory little man.

In a moment.

A warmth suddenly appeared, different from the previous cultivation.

This was a feeling from the depths of the soul.

The purple air lingered around the little man, gradually covering his whole body, protecting him firmly.

And at this moment.

The cold voice of the sword spirit suddenly appeared.

"Hold your breath and concentrate, use your mental power to control the purple air, imagine the appearance of a weapon, and change the form of the purple air."

Su Ze was startled, but immediately calmed down.

He and the Immortal Sword were cultivating their lives together, and the sword spirit could not harm him.

So.

He began to try hard to control the purple air and try to change the shape of the purple air according to what the sword spirit said.

On the side.

The sword spirit, Xiaoqing, and Xiaohuo all appeared and stared at Su Ze.

"Sister, what's the situation now? Is the master going to break through again?" Xiaoqing asked curiously.

The sword spirit stretched out his finger: "Shh! Shut up!"

Xiao Qing hurriedly stopped talking and looked at Su Ze nervously.

Xiao Huo did the same and quietly fell to the ground.

The sword spirit looked back at Su Ze, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

This is an opportunity, or even a good fortune!

If Su Ze can seize this opportunity and condense his soul soldiers in one fell swoop, then he will be far ahead of all the cultivators of the same age!

Of course, Su Ze has been ahead by many times in terms of combat power...

But now it is an extremely critical step!

In her era.

There is a saying about spirit, energy and spirit.

Refine Qi, condense essence, and forge spirit.

Often ordinary cultivators will focus on one point of practice, just like today's cultivators, usually focus on refining Qi and condensing essence, and often ignore forging spirit.

One is that "spirit" is extremely difficult to cultivate, and the other is that there are many dangers in the process of cultivation.

Often, if you don't pay attention, your spirit will be damaged and your foundation will be damaged!

But the sword spirit is very clear about how important this step is!

Only when the soul is tempered more powerful, it will be easier to overcome the tribulation in the future!

In fact, this does not matter to the current practitioners.

For them, the combination of Dao is the top power.

They don't even know what the realm after the combination of Dao is!

That is an unattainable realm, a realm that countless people can never reach in their lifetime.

But in the eyes of the sword spirit, Su Ze will definitely reach this realm in the future.

Therefore.

Laying a good foundation now is paving the way for the future!

The sword spirit stared at Su Ze nervously, with a light flashing in her beautiful eyes, and some expectation.

There is no need to condense a complete soul soldier, as long as there is a rough shape!

She thought secretly in her heart.

After all, the first step is already extremely difficult.

It is quite difficult for many Yuanying and even Huashen practitioners.

Not to mention Su Ze, who is in contact with the power of the soul for the first time.

At the same time.

Different from what the sword spirit imagined.

Su Ze's thoughts moved, and he immediately sensed the existence of the power of the soul.

It was as if instinctive, and he did not sense any difficulty.

Then.

He began to try to control the purple air and hammer it into the shape of a weapon.

What shape should it be made into?

Su Ze thought about it, and suddenly felt that the shape of a tripod was good.

Things like tripods have always given people a stable impression, and they are also important tools in ancient sacrifices, which contain many special meanings.

Just make it into a tripod!

He made up his mind and began to use his mental power to control the purple air and hammer it into shape.

At the beginning.

Su Ze immediately felt the difficulty in it.

The purple air was pulled up and slowly condensed.

But at the same time, his mental power began to be consumed at a terrifying speed.

Purple

The air separated from the soul and gradually condensed into a ball.

Just this simple step consumed nearly one-third of Su Ze's mental power.

Then.

The purple air began to change, three small feet protruded from the bottom, and two ears appeared on the top.

At the same time, the middle began to sink, forming the internal space of the small tripod.

After a long time.

A three-legged and two-eared round tripod appeared!

The purple air flowed on the three-legged tripod, and a faint purple light shone out.

However, there are still many shortcomings, just like the handicrafts of elementary school students, there is no beauty at all.

The gap with the tripod in Su Ze's memory is too big!

It still needs to be carefully polished before it can be truly regarded as a tripod!

But at this time, Su Ze's mental power was almost exhausted!

A strong sense of fatigue arose.

"So difficult? Where are we?"

If the sword spirit knew that he had exhausted all his mental power to create such a thing, wouldn't he be laughed at?

How can this be!

Su Ze gritted his teeth, and a fierce force emerged.

He began to mobilize the last bit of mental power to carry out the final polishing and hammering, and he was bound to create a complete tripod!

However, at this time.

The sword spirit's face changed, sensing Su Ze's actions.

Such a mistake will damage the origin of the soul!

She immediately reminded him.

"Wake up!"

Su Ze was suddenly startled, as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him, and he woke up at once.

He suddenly opened his eyes, cold sweat soaked his clothes, and he gasped.

A feeling of dizziness came from the depths of his mind.

His eyes went black, his body swayed, and he almost fell.

Fortunately, Xiaoqing blocked Su Ze with her body in time, which allowed him to stabilize his body.

"Why are you so reckless? If you fail, you fail. Just take your time."

The sword spirit frowned and warned, saying all the dangers of damaging the soul.

Xiaoqing and Xiaohuo listened, and looked worried.

"Master, failure is the mother of success. You will succeed next time." Xiaoqing comforted Su Ze.

Xiaohuo couldn't speak yet, but he also came forward and rubbed Su Ze's arm with his round body.

Su Ze smiled bitterly and nodded: "This thing is quite difficult. I have exhausted my mental power and failed."

The sword spirit sighed. This result was not unexpected.

It was indeed too much to ask a foundation-building cultivator to condense a soul soldier.

But she still asked: "At which step did you fail?"

Su Ze thought about it, but didn't know how to describe it, so he simply controlled the small tripod to fly out of the Niwan Palace.

"Well, it's no good at this step. Don't laugh at me..."

He shook his head, very helpless.

However.

When the sword spirit saw the small tripod surrounded by purple air, his body froze, as if he had seen a ghost, and he stood still in the same place without moving.

This... this is called failure! ? ?