Xiuxian, the sword in the hands of a loving mother

Chapter 86: Violent Sword Spirit
Chapter 86: Violent Sword Spirit
Lin Wei pretended not to hear.

As long as Su Qiao is in Shangyuan Sect, she wants to feed him.

She needs to go and complete her training, and her senior brother will feed her.

"No problem. When little Qiao is a little older, I'll give her some good fruits to eat."

Ye Nan hugged Su Qiao and spoke gently.

At first, he admired Su Qiao's amazing willpower, but later he felt sorry for Su Qiao's death.

He was shocked to learn that Su Qiao's soul had transformed into a spirit beast.

But this chubby wolf cub was so smart and cute that it melted his heart, so Ye Nan agreed to Lin Wei's request without thinking twice.

It’s no big deal to feed it for a while.

"Don't worry, Junior Sister, we will come and feed little Qiao girl."

Gu Qing and Lian Yue also spoke.

Lin Wei felt relieved, so she didn't hug Su Qiao. After all, Wolf Father and Wolf Mother didn't want them to hug him for too long.

After a while they started to urge.

"Xiao Qiao must be hungry, let her come back to my arms and eat."

Wolf mother urged.

"You've been holding it for too long. It's time to send it back."

Wolf Dad also urged.

These people had no ill intentions, but they wanted to take their daughter away so badly.

Lin Wei said to the three brothers: "Wolf Dad and Wolf Mom are asking us to pay it back."

Lian Yue carried Su Qiao to Wolf Dad and put him down. Su Qiao then walked back to his parents.

"Goodbye, Grandma."

Su Qiao hummed and said goodbye to Lin Wei.

The mother wolf had already grabbed Su Qiao into her arms and was feeding her.

Lin Wei and others also returned.

After returning to Jingxinyuan and telling Gu Qing that she would go over to make medicine in the evening, she began to practice body strengthening techniques.

After completing the sixth form of the physical strengthening technique, she lay on the ground to calm herself down.

She could feel that she was only one step away from building her foundation.

Maybe not many days left.

A sword cut through the air and landed beside Lin Wei with a ding sound.

Lin Wei glanced sideways and wondered if this was still her sword.
The originally shiny sword blade has lost its luster, and the purple sword pattern has disappeared into a dark earth color. The dark sword does not seem to have any killing power.

"Jiejiejiejiejiejie..."

A sinister laugh entered Lin Wei's consciousness, and her eyes opened wider.

Zhao Wuchen came flying on his sword, and he looked down at Lin Wei and said, "Wei girl, what is your sword spirit like?"

"I will kill everyone in the world, hehehehehehehehe..."

A arrogant laugh sounded in Lin Wei's mind. The corners of her mouth twitched. She was too embarrassed to say that her sword spirit was a psychopath.

Lin Wei was also depressed. She asked, "Master, where do sword spirits come from?"

It feels like a person, but not quite.

"It is formed from the obsessions of countless sword students. Those who can become sword spirits are definitely masters. Each sword spirit will also have some of the temperament of the sword student."

Zhao Wuchen answered Lin Wei's questions.

Lin Wei thought of Zhao Wuchen's sword, like a shadow, willful and arrogant. She sensed that he was also a free and easy person before he became a sword spirit.

Looking at his sword spirit again, Lin Wei remained silent.

"Master, is the purple sword energy the most powerful?"

Lin Wei asked confusedly.

Zhao Wuchen nodded: "What is the personality of your sword spirit? It is too thoughtful. After awakening it, I have never been able to sense it. It is hidden very deeply."

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill them all!"

Lin Wei listened to the inappropriate voice in her mind, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but wonder, the reason why she was so adept at sword practice every time was probably because the murderous intent in her heart was connected to the murderous intent of the sword spirit.

The sword spirit can only be awakened by a treasure. She doesn't have a treasure, so she has never known the nature of her sword spirit.

Lin Wei was looking forward to the treasure Zhao Wuchen found to awaken her sword spirit for her sword practice, but now she just felt a little headache. "Wei girl, what is the character of your sword spirit? As a sword holder, you must not lose control of the sword spirit, otherwise the sword spirit will be hostile and kill you."

Zhao Wuchen didn't know what the nature of Lin Wei's sword spirit was, so he could only think of the worst.

"Kill, I want to kill people, take me to kill people quickly! Hehehehe, kill people quickly!"

Hearing this violent voice, Lin Wei sat up and couldn't bear it any longer and slapped the hilt of the sword twice.

In an instant, the arrogant and violent voice disappeared.

Zhao Wuchen was shocked.

Lin Wei said impatiently, "Stop making so much noise. No matter whose obsession you are, if you come in front of me, you have to coil up like a dragon or lie prone like a tiger! Hehehehehe, sister, your laughter is so ugly."

After Lin Wei started cursing, the whole world became quiet.

Zhao Wuchen twitched his mouth. What kind of sword spirit is this?

Purple is the strongest sword spirit, but after thinking about it in his mind, he still couldn’t find a powerful immortal cultivator who could match him.

No one laughs like that.

"It's quiet now?"

Seeing that Lin Wei's expression had eased, Zhao Wuchen asked curiously.

Lin Wei nodded.

She was a little depressed.

"Master, why does my sword spirit sound like a psychopath? And it keeps asking me to kill people quickly. Can this sword spirit be replaced?"

If she could hear the sword spirit every time it spoke, she couldn't even imagine how painful that would be.

A voice that is uglier than that of a drake, full of resentment, wanting to kill everyone, and laughing.

Who can stand listening to it every day?

"No, a swordsman can only comprehend the sword spirit once. Either they make progress together, or they will resent each other."

Zhao Wuchen's expression became much more serious. He always felt that the sword spirit that Lin Wei comprehended was too weird.

"Don't worry. If you don't use it, the sword spirit won't become stronger. It needs you. I will give you a good sword. Although it is not as easy to use as yours, the sword spirit is strange. Try not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary. Wait for me to check and see if I can find anything."

Zhao Wuchen warned seriously that the more bizarre a powerful person was, the more unlikely it was that he did not leave any information behind.

For Lin Wei's safety, Zhao Wuchen decided to teach Lin Wei another sword.

"Thank you, Master."

Lin Wei nodded. At this moment, the sword spirit was very quiet, as if the previous weirdness did not exist.

But she won't take it lightly, she values ​​her life.

She wants to live.

Zhao Wuchen pulled out the sword, put it into the scabbard and handed it to Lin Wei: "Put it away."

Lin Wei put the sword into space.

"Time is tight, I'm leaving now."

Zhao Wuchen said this and left.

Lin Wei went to the kitchen to stew meat and cook.

After being slapped twice by her, the sword spirit made no sound again.

Lin Wei didn't care about it. After eating, she went to make medicine.

She wanted the elixir she had prepared for her training.

Sometimes, taking drugs can turn the tide.

At daybreak, Lin Wei returned to Jingxinyuan to practice and restore his spirit.

After dawn, she had dinner and went to Lingjian Peak to practice sword.

In two hours, there were dozens of disciples fighting against her.

She was panting.

During the break, Zhao Lingjiu asked, "Hasn't your sword already been trained? Why don't you use your spirit sword?"

That was the purple sword spirit, and he wanted to see its power.

Lin Wei recalled that laughter and immediately waved her hands: "I don't want to use it. I can still do it without the spirit sword."

(End of this chapter)