After the abolition, she just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 36 The sword spirit recognizes the master
At this moment, the fairy sword seems to have become a little weaker, and the colorful light has become dim, revealing its original form.

The body of the sword is looming, as if there is no substance, and the whole body is as clear as glass, emitting a faint colorful light.

Many monks were surprised, some didn't know why.

Some knowledgeable monks seemed to have thought of something, their expressions became excited, their eyes showed greed, and they stared at the somewhat illusory fairy sword.

"Innate Sword Spirit!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, causing some monks who had already discovered the truth to look angrily, but they couldn't find that person. The rest of the monks went crazy when they heard these four words, and they were wary of the monks around them. He stared at the location of the fairy sword, as if whoever dared to rush up would tear him to pieces.

Tu Yu looked at Ming Ling suspiciously: "A Ling, what is an innate sword spirit?"

Mingling thought for a moment, then slowly said: "The Xiantian sword spirit is a weapon spirit born innately, it is extremely rare, and now there are only a few in the entire cultivation world. They can be fused with any magic weapon of the same kind, and the quality of the magic weapon can be raised to Immortal rank. Because of this, it is also called the innate weapon spirit. This is the first time a sword spirit has appeared in the cultivation world, and these monks will probably crazily snatch it. Ayu, you may have some troubles if you want to get the innate sword spirit now."

Tu Yu nodded, and said helplessly: "It's my luck to know that I lost my life. If I can't get it, forget it. I, a little monk, get the innate sword spirit, but it will be troublesome."

Tu Yu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart at this moment, as if something dangerous was about to happen.

"Ayu, you must get the innate sword spirit!" Xiaodao's childish voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his tone was a little anxious.

"Innate sword spirits are a kind of innate weapon spirits. The conditions for their birth are extremely difficult. They can be regarded as both weapon spirits and living beings. They are extremely special existences. They were originally the weapon spirits of the emperor's soldiers. They were lucky when the emperor's soldiers were destroyed. After surviving, after countless years of sharpening and evolution, it finally becomes an innate weapon spirit. Fusing it with a spirit sword will not only directly become a fairy weapon, but may also evolve into an emperor weapon in the future. As long as it is fused with the Zhanxu Sword, Zhanluan The sword can be directly used as the natal sword, and a natal sword that may become the emperor's soldier. Ayu, you must not give up this opportunity!"

Tu Yu was startled, shocked in his heart.

Emperor soldiers!She had seen an introduction in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion before, it was a magical weapon for a strong person in the Immortal Emperor Realm!

Shen Tingfeng, who was in mid-air, heard the words "Innate Sword Spirit", ignored the young monk, and returned to Tu Yu's side in an instant, with a roar in his heart.

"Master! You old man cheated on me again!"

Seeing Shen Tingfeng leaving, the young monk snorted coldly, his eyes were full of certainty, and his whole body turned into a blue light and flew towards the fairy sword.

Those powerful monks who were watching the show at the side also headed towards the sword spirit one after another, fighting in the sky.

All the monks became restless, and they tried their best to chase the innate sword spirit one by one, fighting in the sky, as long as anyone dared to get close to the innate sword spirit, they would be besieged by everyone.

At this time, there was chaos in the sky, and monks fell from time to time.

Seeing that Shen Tingfeng had returned, Tu Yu still looked aggrieved, and asked concerned: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you."

Shen Tingfeng took a deep breath, with a look of lovelessness on his face. "Little junior sister, I can't stand it anymore, send a message to call that old bastard master over."

The corner of Tu Yu's mouth twitched, and he took out the messenger stone.

What the hell!

Shen Tingfeng's shocked voice came.

A stream of light flashed by, and the innate sword spirit who was being chased by all the monks, like a dog who got into trouble and expected his master to take the blame, rushed towards Tu Yu with joy.

Even Shen Tingfeng didn't have time to stop him, and instantly submerged into Tu Yu's body.

At this time, all the monks stopped in mid-air.

The place was dead silent.

All this happened in an instant, but almost everyone saw the sword spirit enter Tu Yu's body.

At this time, Tu Yu had just taken out the message stone, and before he could send a message to Xuan Yangzi, he heard Shen Tingfeng's voice.

Afterwards, I only felt a sword light appearing in the Linghai, and wandered around the space of Linghai excitedly for a few times, and directly sank into the Zhanxu Sword floating in the Linghai.

The innate sword spirit seemed to know Tu Yu, and merged into the Zhanxu Sword without the slightest rejection. It didn't even need to recognize the master, and was directly connected with Tu Yu's mind and spirit.

It was as if it was Tu Yu's sword spirit, returning to Tu Yu's side was like going home.

From now on, it is the Sword of Delusion.

Zhanluanjian buzzed, and an idea came from it, which roughly meant that it was about to upgrade its rank and needed to sleep for a while, hoping that Tu Yu would be careful not to be beaten to death by the group of guys outside.

The sword spirit can't talk directly in the sea of ​​Tu Yu's consciousness like Xiaodao, but can only convey the general meaning through the connection of spiritual consciousness.

Tu Yu came back to his senses, and looked at Shen Tingfeng with a blank face, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the densely packed surrounding monks who seemed to have not recovered.

"Ayu, hurry up and send a message to your master, or we may be finished." Mingling tugged at the corner of Tuyu's clothes, and reminded through sound transmission, his tone a little weak.

Tu Yu came to his senses, and quickly probed his consciousness into the communication stone, but found that the communication could no longer be done.

"How about it, when will that old bastard master come over?" Shen Tingfeng asked in a sound transmission, his tone was also a little weak, and he had already lost his initial confidence at this moment.

There are dozens of immortal monks, some of whom are comparable to him, plus the tens of thousands of low-level monks, he will probably be beaten to death.

Tu Yu shook his head helplessly, and sent a voice transmission to the two of them: "The communication stone is no longer available, senior brother, you take Mingling and go first, their goal is me, so they should not stop you, after you go out, send a message to find the master Save me."

"No! It's too dangerous for you to be here alone, don't even think about it." Ming Ling refused.

Shen Tingfeng shook his head, stood in front of Tu Yu, and said with a smile: "Little Junior Sister, what are you talking about, your level of cultivation is not enough for someone to slap you, I can find a chance to kill you if I stay here. go out."

At this time, a group of monks came back to their senses, and were staring at Tu Yu's position closely, with murderous intent in their eyes. If it wasn't for Shen Tingfeng's blocking and fear of Shen Tingfeng's strength, they would have rushed towards Tu Yu.

The young monk Yu Qing took a few steps forward, looked at Shen Tingfeng, snorted coldly, and said, "You and I are about the same strength, plus so many monks, do you think you can stop it? Tell the person behind you Hand over the sword spirit, little girl!"

He was the first to discover the sword spirit, but he didn't expect the sword spirit to fall into the hands of a small spiritual sea level monk after twists and turns. At this moment, he felt extremely annoyed.

Other immortal monks also echoed.

"Fellow Daoist, as long as you let that little girl hand over the sword spirit, I will never make things difficult for you."

"A small spiritual sea-level monk, what qualifications does he have to possess an innate sword spirit!"

"Give that sword spirit to me, and I will help you leave!"

……

Shen Tingfeng smiled, and said slowly: "My Dao Xuanzong, when will it be your turn to bully me, I just hand it over, do you dare to take it?"

A group of monks hesitated when they heard the words Daoxuanzong, and no one dared to answer for a while.

Yu Qing sneered: "Why don't you dare, Xuan Hengzi of Daoxuanzong has been abolished now, and there is only one Xuanyangzi left. My master is Immortal Emperor Beiming, so why are you afraid that you will fail!"

(End of this chapter)