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The imperial envoy Yan Lijian, the sword energy activated was fiery red, compressed by Qin Sang to a length of one foot. It was a bit illusory and hesitant at first, but under Qin Sang's control, it became more and more solid.

When the sword energy stabilized, Qin Sang's eyes were like lightning. He stared at Yan Lijian for a long time and suddenly shouted softly: "Open!"

The sword chanted for a long time, Yan Li's sword suddenly trembled, and the sword energy surged violently like clouds in the wind.

Then a crack appeared in the sword energy, and the crack got bigger and bigger. The sword energy was peeled off from the spirit sword, turning into a ball of fiery red energy, burning like a raging fire, and then dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Sang did not dare to neglect, and in accordance with the requirements of the Thousand Machine Sword Formation, he used all his strength to activate his consciousness and spiritual power, and gathered the peeled sword energy with all his strength to prevent it from dissipating.

After the sword energy was slightly stable, a ray of spiritual consciousness began to enter the sword energy, and he tried to condense the sword energy according to the method taught in the sword art.

As Qin Sang condensed, the sword energy fluctuated violently, sometimes being compressed, sometimes being stretched, gradually moving closer to the shape of the spiritual sword, and finally able to barely maintain the sword shape.

But it was still far from meeting the requirements of the Thousand Machine Sword Array. Once Qin Sang let go of the suppression, the sword energy would dissipate immediately. The sword energy must be condensed to a certain extent so that it can be transformed into the shape of a spiritual sword and exist for a long time before it can be considered successful.

This is also the biggest difficulty in Qianji Sword Technique.

Just when Qin Sang tried to continue.

puff!

Without warning, the sword energy suddenly exploded, and needle-like sword energy shot out in all directions, threatening to turn the cave into a hornet's nest.

Qin Sang's face darkened, and he promptly dispersed the ray of spiritual consciousness in the sword energy, then waved his hand to wipe out the sword energy, frowned, thought for a moment, and stood up.

The cave is too small. If the sword energy is not controlled well, the cave may collapse after the explosion. If the spiritual veins are damaged, the gain will not be worth the loss. Thinking of this, Qin Sang put away the Yanli Sword, packed up the debris, sealed the cave, and flew towards Xianglong Mountain with his sword.

Everything in Huilong Temple is as before. Since Qin Sang took over, it has been sealed with clouds and mist, and the saint has never been shown in front of others. The mortals at the foot of the mountain have gradually gotten used to it.

There was a transmission note inside, which was sent by Senior Brother Wen, informing him that the dried up spiritual spring had not been found yet. Qin Sang then remembered that he had forgotten to tell Senior Brother Wen about this last time, and hurriedly replied to the letter and asked again. some other questions.

Master and disciple Gu Tiannan regard Huilong Temple as a cave, so their spiritual power is naturally not bad, and practicing swordsmanship does not require strict spiritual power.

Qin Sang sat on the ground in the courtyard, but this time he did not use the Yanli Sword, but directly summoned the ebony sword.

After a month of warming, the ebony sword has already been smelted with golden cedar wood, and the sword body is a little more pure and green than before. As for whether it can withstand the second killing talisman, Qin Sang is not sure yet. He can All he can do is collect as much spiritual wood as possible to increase the strength of the ebony sword and prevent the ebony sword from becoming a shortcoming that limits his cultivation.

The Ebony Sword was his natal spiritual sword, and it was easier to control than the Yanli Sword. Qin Sang easily reached the previous step and summarized the experience of the previous failure.

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The scorching summer days have finally passed, and the harvest season has arrived. When the villagers at the foot of Xianglong Mountain are working, they never forget to look up at the mysterious top of the mountain. They get excited and talk non-stop when they talk about it.

The smoke lingers there all year round, and there is a Taoist temple inside, where legend has it that there are immortals.

In just a few years, countless immortal seekers have come here.

Some people live in a hut outside the clouds and mists, kneeling and worshiping every day. They never get a response, but they never give up. They just think that their heart to the Tao is not sincere enough, and the immortal is testing themselves.

Some people risked their lives and broke into the clouds and mist, lingering there for several days, feeling confused and confused. When they woke up, they found themselves at the bottom of the mountain, hungry.

Among them are many dignitaries and knights.

More and more immortal seekers gathered here, and as a result, housing prices in the village soared. Gradually, it developed into a small town and became increasingly prosperous.

The villagers have benefited. Many people have seen the opportunity and started to make other livelihoods. They can live well without farming. They were grateful to the gods on the mountain and worshiped them more sincerely than praying to the gods.

As everyone knows, there are no immortals in the Taoist temple on the mountain, only a monk who is struggling to pursue immortality.

Qin Sang sat alone in the courtyard, not moving for two months, and his back looked extremely lonely. He knew nothing about what was going on at the foot of the mountain. His body was covered with fallen leaves and dust, and his mind was completely focused on the spiritual sword.

call out!

A streak of blood light shot through the air, then returned suddenly, floating side by side with the ebony sword. It turned out to be a small blood-colored sword. If you look closely, you can see that the small sword has a somewhat illusory feel and is actually composed of sword energy. of.

Qin Sang opened his eyes and looked at the **** sword with some excitement. After three months of hard training, he finally mastered this sword technique!

However, the power of a sword energy is extremely weak, and it is not enough to set up a sword formation.

Qin Sang immediately focused on the **** sword again.

Ten days later, with a flick of the sword, UU read www.uukanshu. The net actually split into two, and both sword energies became extremely illusory and difficult to maintain their shape. Qin Sang's face tightened, and he suppressed it with all his strength, finally keeping the sword energy from collapsing.

After a while, the small sword composed of two sword energies slowly took shape.

Qin Sang smiled slightly and raised the ebony sword together. The tips of the three small swords faced each other and pointed towards the middle. When more sword energy is split in the future, it will form a disk like when Wu Yuesheng took action.

After practicing the Thousand Machine Sword Formation to its peak, it can split into sixty-four sword energies and form a formation with the Ebony Sword. However, as more and more sword energy is split, the requirements for practitioners are becoming higher and higher.

Qin Sang could clearly feel the pull between the ebony sword and the sword energy. He only needed to concentrate on controlling the ebony sword to control the sword formation.

What made Qin Sang extremely happy was that the sword energy of the ebony sword formed a sword formation, and the killing intention of the sword energy was also increased, having a stronger impact on the enemy's mind.

call out!

The sword energy was gathered, and the ebony sword flew back to Qin Sang's eyebrows.

Condensing two sword energy is enough for the time being. I will take my time in the future. I have stayed in Huilongguan for more than three months. I wonder what is going on in the cave. Can the roots of the tree really ripen the spiritual spring?

Qin Sang stood up, a light flashed on his cassock, swept away the fallen leaves and dust, glanced at him, and took the transmission note sent back by Senior Brother Wen. After reading the content, his expression moved slightly, and after thinking for a while, he went straight to the sword. Go to the cave.

From beginning to end, he never looked down the mountain.

Quietly diving into the water and opening the Xuanming Turtle Armor, Qin Sang hurriedly walked into the cave. An expression of great surprise suddenly appeared on his face. The spiritual power in the cave was twice as rich as before he left!

Qin Sang immediately ducked to the edge of the pool and looked at the spiritual spring.