After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 754 New Sword Soul
"It's spiritual rain! Hurry up! Sit down and comprehend!"

After hearing the news, the cultivator hurriedly bowed in the direction of the spiritual power funnel, and then sat down cross-legged.

The light from the sky illuminated the area around the sea of ​​flames magnificently, and when the spiritual rain fell, unlike ordinary raindrops, it was evaporated in mid-air.

Looking at the splashed water and the ripples on the ground, Lao Xiu's face showed nostalgia.

"It's been a long time since I've seen rain in the Yanhai area, but now because of this spiritual rain, the temperature has dropped a lot."

A monk at the side nodded after hearing the words.

"But this spirit rain... doesn't look like that senior's."

"It may be that senior's junior broke through here, so maybe he is guarding here."

"I've lived for so many years, but this is the first time I really feel the rain of the Nascent Soul, so it's worthwhile to say that this life is worth it."

Both of them were filled with emotions.

This kind of thing may not be particularly unusual in Dazong, but for some casual cultivators who have been working hard all their lives, especially those with poor aptitude, no background, and unlucky luck, encountering such things , is already considered an opportunity.

After all, in their world, more monks were stuck in the establishment of the foundation, the golden core, and finally had to run out of life energy, and fell from the same path.

They also looked down on many things. How can it be so easy to cultivate immortals? If everyone can cultivate to become immortals, wouldn't the world be flooded with immortals?

There are always countless people who are brushed down by layer after layer of restrictions.

The spiritual rain nourished the sea of ​​flames, and the scorched land that had been cracked by the temperature was quietly sprouting green.

When the sunrise reappears, countless spiritual birds hover above the sky.

It looked spectacular.

Shen Qingyi slowly opened his eyes, the red line on his forehead gradually disappeared, and his eyes gradually returned to their original color.

Looking at the sword in his hand, Shen Qingyi couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

"Wuchen Sword..."

Shen Qingyi still remembered the seemingly endless slaughter in the Heart Demon Tribulation, the writing pen in her hand was stained red with blood little by little, became dim little by little, and then cracks appeared one after another, until finally it was completely broken.

The monks who fought with her also fell one by one.

Life is ruthlessly harvested on the battlefield, and so is she.

There is no so-called main character there...

She felt the killing she hated, the cruelty of war, and the fragility and reincarnation of life!

Shen Qingyi never thought that his Nascent Soul Demon Tribulation would be presented in such a way.

There are traces of dark red hidden in the ink color of the Wuchen sword in his hand, as if it has been infected by blood for a long time, and it is integrated, and it is like its life, flowing slowly.

It's just that the Wuchen sword is different from ordinary swords.

After recognizing the Lord, some information about it also appeared in Shen Qingyi's mind.

The ancestor who forged it at the beginning fell before finishing the forging, so only half a foot was left clean.

However, this half-chi Wuchen was in the former world of cultivating immortals, which made countless monks change their colors.

The ruthless way of killing!Whoever sees it and backs away!

Its name of killing is famous in the world of cultivating immortals!
And that blurred figure when recognizing the master is the sword soul of Wuchenjian.

However, after experiencing that terrifying war, Wuchen Sword was destined to be destroyed, but at the last moment, he was thrown out of the battlefield by his master.

However, a sword only recognizes one master, and the loyal Wuchen sword soul does not want to live alone after the master passes away.

But the words that the master finally let him live are still vivid in his memory.

After thousands of years of torture, Wuchenjian did not want his master to be alone, so he destroyed his sword soul.

It's just that before self-destructing, he used all his power to create a new sword soul, and left some of its memories sealed in the sword body, only waiting for its next master to appear, and let it treat it well .

The new Wuchen Sword Soul created by the former Sword Soul may not be able to be successfully born, but at that time he could no longer control so much.

Even though his soul was scattered, he did not retreat.

Fortunately, Wuchenjian returned to Tianxuzong with the original breath, and fell into the Shenbing Tomb by coincidence.

In the Shenbing Tomb, there is a natural nourishment for all kinds of weapons. During the countless years there, a new sword soul was also born in the right time, place and people.

The ignorant sword soul has been hidden in the Shenbing Tomb for tens of thousands of years, just waiting for someone with a destiny.

Until it feels the call from fate.

It's just that he was suppressed a few times. This time, Wuchen Jianxue became smarter and even found a substitute, but he sneaked out by himself.

And after the contract with Shen Qingyi, the seal of Wuchen Sword was completely broken.

The evil spirit of blood aroused the heart demon, and there was Shen Qingyi's Nascent Soul Demon.

Shen Qing looked inside with his consciousness, and found that the small figure was standing in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness at this moment, with his back facing her.

On the side are a few little guys watching.

For this guy who suddenly recognized his master, Zhu Sheng's reaction was relatively large.

The other little guys had already united the front because they stayed with Zhu Sheng for a long time, so they also looked at the silent Wuchen Sword Soul with some wariness.

At this moment, Wuchen Sword Soul is no longer the image of the graceful and graceful man in the past, but has become the appearance of a young gentleman.

With silver hair, half is held by a small sword, and half is loose.

Wearing a black robe, with his hands behind his back, he looks quite mature and old, but the baby's fat little face is really contradictory.

"No dust."

Hearing Shen Qingyi's voice, several other little guys happily ran to Shen Qingyi's side, leaving only Wuchen standing there, silently watching them.

Pan Kong was the first to speak.

"He's not yet fully enlightened, relying more on instinct. Now he has just made a contract, unsealed the seal, and used a lot of power. At this moment, he is in chaos. It will take a while for him to fully open his spirit."

This made Zhu Sheng and his party couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The posture at the moment when he recognized the Lord frightened the little guys, but they didn't even notice Pankong at that time!
Pan Kong was also a little embarrassed, but he couldn't be blamed for that.

If it was only this enlightened Wuchen Sword Soul, he would definitely be able to discover it.

The main reason is that this Wuchen sword soul still has the power left by the previous sword soul before it recognizes its master.

That sword soul was not an ordinary one. In the initial induction, Pan Kong even felt that Wuchen's previous sword soul had even absorbed the original power.

With the cover of the original source, coupled with the guy's concealment skills, he didn't feel it specially, so he ignored it.

But fortunately, the current Wuchen Sword, this sword soul is newly born, otherwise Pan Kong would have to doubt the soaring evil spirit at the beginning, Wuchen recognized the master, and even wanted to take over and kill the master.

(End of this chapter)