Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

Zhang Xiaofan's face instantly turned red as he thought of his soul-eating rod, and then looked at the Zhuxian Ancient Sword that exuded a cold aura in Han Fei's hand. From the appearance, it seemed that the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was more powerful. He quickly changed the subject and stammered: "Master, the evil aura of this ancient sword of killing immortals is so strong, it feels even more evil than my soul-eating rod. I never expected that the most powerful treasure of our Qingyun Sect would actually be Such a dangerous thing!"

Han Fei rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Do you think I have been lying to you?"

Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head, revealed an awkward smile, and said, "Hey, Master, this is not the first time you have fooled your disciples. Who knows whether what you said this time is true or not? Besides, if I hadn't seen the Immortal Execution Sword with my own eyes, who would believe that this legendary artifact is actually a murder weapon!"

"So you have been using the Myriad Transformation Divine Weapon during this period, and you don't need the blood-refined soul-eating rod if you can." Han Fei's words were a little sarcastic.

Zhang Xiaofan's face turned even redder. He lowered his head and muttered softly: "Well, Master, the disciple doesn't need the soul-eating rod..."

"Okay, use it however you like." Han Fei sighed helplessly.

"I just want to tell you that if you keep resisting the use of the soul-eating rod, you will easily suffer backlash in the future. You must know that the magic weapon is also spiritual. Only if you are connected with it can it exert its true power." Han Fei reminded.

Zhang Xiaofan nodded thoughtfully. Since even the Qingyun Sect's sect-suppressing treasure is a very dangerous thing, what does his soul-eating rod mean? He didn't dare to use it because he was afraid before, but now he has figured it out.

"I understand, master, the disciple will use his heart to refine the soul-eating stick." Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and looked at Han Fei firmly.

"It's good that you know." Han Fei nodded, and then asked: "Then why are you running here now?"

Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, came to Han Fei's side, and said with a scowl on his face: "Master, you see my disciple will have a competition tomorrow. I am really unsure about the upcoming competition. Can you teach me some more powerful techniques or spells?" For example, the method of using one’s body to form a formation is very good!”

"You actually want to learn the Zhuxian Sword Formation?" Han Fei's eyes flashed with surprise, and he stared straight at Zhang Xiaofan, as if he wanted to see something from his face.

"Hey, Master, you are so amazing. You can guess your disciple's thoughts right away. When do you think you can teach me?" Zhang Xiaofan's face was full of sincerity, his hands clenched unconsciously, and his eyes revealed the light of expectation.

Han Fei shook his head gently and said slowly: "The Zhuxian Sword Formation is not something that a person of your level can easily control. You'd better stop daydreaming."

When Zhang Xiaofan heard this, his eyes dimmed instantly, and his heart was filled with disappointment. He was well aware of the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation and had personally felt that power, so he had never forgotten it. If such a powerful formation can be mastered in one's own hands, there will be hope for revenge in the future.

Zhang Xiaofan will never forget the blood feud he shouldered, which is the biggest motivation for him to practice hard at this moment. However, knowing that he was currently unable to master the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, with frustration and despair intertwined in his heart.

"But..." Han Fei suddenly changed the topic, "Although you can't master the full version of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, you still have a chance to learn the simplified version. I can create a special one based on the characteristics of your soul-eating rod. The formation will maximize the power of the soul-eating rod."

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes lit up and he jumped up excitedly. The soul-eating rod is his blood-refined object, and it is connected with his mind. Compared with other magic weapons, the soul-eating rod is his natal magic weapon. If he could maximize the power of the soul-eating rod, it would be a huge improvement for him.

"Master, I think the Phantom Killing Formation is very good. Why don't you modify it based on this?" Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hide his excitement, with a bright smile on his face.

"Phantom killing array? Your idea is quite unique. However, if you can combine the blood-eating and soul-capturing functions of the soul-devouring rod with the effect of the phantom array, the effect of the array can indeed be maximized." Han Fei He nodded slightly, acknowledging Zhang Xiaofan's proposal.

"Hehe, I also saw that Master added the concept of the Fantasy Killing Formation when you were deducing the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. I was inspired to think of this." Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

"Well, that's right. Children can be taught. That's as you wish. Leave the soul-eating rod and go back first. Come here early tomorrow morning and I'll teach you the Phantom Killing Formation." Han Fei said with satisfaction.

"Okay, Master, I'll go back first." Zhang Xiaofan responded excitedly, then turned and left. Before leaving, he carefully handed the soul-eating rod to Xiao Bai.

Han Fei took the ancient sword of Zhuxian and the soul-eating rod, turned around and walked into the small world. With this Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the diagram of the Zhuxian Sword Formation can be deduced quickly.

Han Fei quietly stared at the soul-eating rod in his hand, and had a new idea in his mind.

A night of silence. In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone on the earth, bringing vitality and vitality to the whole world. After a melodious bell, the battle of the top eight officially kicked off. Daoxuan, Han Fei and the leaders of other peaks arrived at the competition site early.

Today is the last game, and all the disciples who can come to watch the game have gathered in the square. Looking down from the stands, the crowd was densely packed, no less than two thousand people. They talked in low voices, guessing who the final winner would be. For a time, the square was bustling with people.

Daoxuan stepped forward, raised his hand and pressed it gently, and the noisy voice suddenly became quiet.

"After a day of fierce competition in the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition, eight disciples have successfully advanced..." Daoxuan's voice was loud and steady, echoing over the square. After he gave a few simple words of encouragement, he announced the start of the competition.

There are only four battles today and there is no need to separate them.

According to yesterday’s draw results, Zhang Xiaofan’s opponent in this battle is Wu Hongxi from Luoxia Peak. This person did not appear in the original work, and Han Fei knew nothing about him.

Zhang Xiaofan was drawn with the fifth pick. According to the order of one-on-eight and two-on-seven, he was arranged in the last game.

The first person to appear was Lu Xueqi. Lu Xueqi stepped onto the ring. At this moment, almost everyone on Tongtian Peak was captivated by her grace. She is like an iceberg, beautiful and cold, and the sheathed sword in her hand is like an ice and snow fairy, making people unable to help but look at her more.

Lu Xueqi is worthy of being the favorite to win this Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition. She has outstanding strength and is very powerful in cultivation and Taoism. Facing a strong opponent, she easily won without even drawing her sword.

"The winner of this match is Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak." Following the referee's announcement, Lu Xueqi looked calm and walked down the ring with a frosty face. She didn't seem to care about this victory, as if it was a matter of course. She has long been accustomed to the attention of people around her.

When Han Fei saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha, what an iceberg beauty!"

Shui Yue nodded slightly, turned to Han Fei, and said with a smile: "Xue Qi is such a cold-tempered child. I think Taoist Fellow Daoist is quite destined to her. How about helping Taoist Fellow teach her for a while?"

When Han Fei heard this, he was shocked. He secretly guessed the meaning of Shui Yue's words: "Could it be that he wanted to use a beauty trap by arranging a beautiful woman by his side at this time? The motive is too obvious..."

Although he had all kinds of slander against them in his heart, Han Fei didn't care too much. After all, they were just out of enthusiasm and did not show any excessive intentions. If you even care about this, you would be too stingy.

However, thinking of Shuiyue's proposal, Han Fei still shook his head.