When Adaptation Meets Original

Ji Qing was in a hurry.Almost desperate to rush to Ji Huaichu's side.

But the next moment he dismissed the impulsive thought, because there was a strange scene with the long sword beside Ji Huaichu. After the iron sword was broken, Ji Huaichu simply threw away the remaining half in his hand, intending to stop the crazy long sword with his bare hands.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ji Huaichu left the hilt of his sword, the surrounding long swords seemed to be summoned and stopped attacking automatically. Not only that, but they started killing each other instead.

For a while, the sound of swords clashing continued to resound.

Ji Qing stared wide-eyed at the sudden turn of events, and Mu Feng scratched his head in confusion.

Ji Huaichu took the opportunity to withdraw from the encirclement, and secretly winked at Ji Qing, and they quietly walked in the opposite direction.

When Ji Huaichu was about to leave one step away, he was surrounded by long swords following the sound.

But compared to the last time, this time they obviously didn't mean to hurt Ji Huaichu, they just simply didn't allow Ji Huaichu to leave, and the rest of the long sword contest continued.

Half an hour later, Ji Qing was still sitting on the ground with Mu Feng, and began to look at the surrounding environment very bored. Anyone who watched the competition for half an hour would lose interest, let alone a group of long swords who could not speak. Make a clanging sound.

The voice in his ear suddenly disappeared, Ji Qing turned his head, wanting to see the final result.

Seeing the final winner at a glance, a long sword with a thick body, a sharp blade, and an old cloth strip wrapped around the hilt flew straight towards Ji Huaichu.

And the other long swords around flew from the ground and plunged into the cliff in an instant, turning into the appearance they saw at first.

Ji Huaichu flexibly dodged the attack of the long sword, and a small group of purple appeared in his hand, hitting the smooth blade, and a piece of scorched black was printed on it like a scar. Ji Huaichu simply bombarded the long sword with thunder elements continuously, a moment Over time, the long sword changed from a majestic general to a miserable beggar.

No longer able to show off his might, he fell limply to the ground.

Seeing that the long sword was not moving, Ji Huaichu walked to the long sword and reached out to pick up the long sword.

As soon as it came into contact with Ji Huaichu's palm, the long sword that was originally languid began to vibrate, restless, as if he wanted to shake off Ji Huaichu, Ji Huaichu was taken to fly in the sky for a few laps, finally tamed the long sword, and jumped from the air to Ji Huaichu. clear front.

Seeing that Ji Huaichu was unscathed, the two were relieved.

"What's going on?" Ji Qing asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, but there is a sword spirit in this sword, you can call him out and ask."

Ji Qing's eyes lit up. He had only heard about it in novels, but he had never actually seen a creature like a sword spirit!Inevitably curious.

Ji Huaichu seemed to hear Ji Qing's impatient voice, as soon as he finished speaking, he summoned the sword spirit.

I saw a figure looming on the scorched black long sword, gradually solidified, a young boy, but his appearance was a bit miserable.

He was dressed in a black shirt, scorched black all over the top, the sleeves were pierced, and the outer robe had turned into strands of rags. If it wasn't for the inner shirt blocking him, he would have run away.

The boy looked twelve or thirteen years old, his face was cold, his eyes were unwavering, and his body was full of dead silence. Even with the human skin, he could feel that he had no human emotions, and was just a rational artifact after all.

"What's your name?" Mu Feng asked, it's not like he hasn't seen a sword spirit before. When he was looking at the sea, he had no playmates when he was a child. The master often called various weapon spirits to play with him, but he had never seen it before. Lingzhi, but still a sword spirit like an artifact, could it be that he has been locked in the Jingyue Secret Realm for too long?

The sword spirit stood there without moving his eyes, obviously not planning to touch the wooden seal.

"Brother Ji, did he recognize you as the master?"

"No."

"If you tame him, he will recognize you as master and should listen to you. By the way, did you not make a contract with him?"

"What contract?" Ji Qing asked.

"Spirit-generating weapons like his already have life and are no longer artifacts. They can control their bodies, transform into human shapes, and go where they want freely. Of course, they can be tamed, tamed Afterwards, a contract is formed with the monk, and the sword spirit becomes the monk's partner, and fights side by side with the monk, until the monk ascends to immortality and goes to the upper realm with the monk, or when the monk's life ends, the contract on the body is lifted, and he looks for the next Once the master, the realm of the sword spirit will continue to rise with the master's realm. Of course, if they don't like restraint, they can choose to practice on their own, but the transformation of artifacts into spirits is against the sky. This kind of artifact spirit is extremely difficult to cultivate, and generally Choose to form a bond with a monk. Mutual benefits."

Ji Qing nodded, just looking at this sword spirit with such a cold appearance, can he be willing to be driven by others?Probably won't agree to form a contract.

Ji Huaichu held the same idea as Ji Qing, although the artifact spirit was rare, he didn't bother to make a coercive gesture, so he said, "I just did it to save my life, and I had to do it, if you don't want to recognize me as the master, go back to the cliff go up."

The sword spirit, who has been unresponsive, turned to face Ji Huaichu when he heard Ji Huaichu's words, and said stubbornly, "You have tamed me, and you are my master. Let's form a bond now."

Ji Huaichu saw him looking at him stubbornly, swearing not to give up, thinking of Ji Qing's stubborn look for no reason, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his voice softened, "Are you really willing to follow me?"

"Ah."

"How to form a contract?" Ji Huaichu asked.

"Forcing a drop of heart blood, merging it into the sword body, and sensing the oath of heaven, it is considered to be a knot." Mu Feng said positively, only their crafting masters know how rare a weapon spirit is, and it is rare to see a voluntary request today. Afterwards, Mu Feng was also happy for Ji Huaichu, not to mention that he has already seen that this sword spirit is a spiritual sword that can evolve. At that time, the spirit sword will definitely evolve into a fairy sword, and its power will be immeasurable at that time, and of course it is quite powerful now.

Ji Huaichu nodded, took out a dagger, and stabbed in the heart without hesitation, drawing out a drop of blood, and immediately healed the wound in the heart.

The sword spirit had already turned into a long sword, and flew to Ji Huaichu on its own initiative, and when the blood dripped on the sword, it absorbed it immediately, and the whole body of the sword turned red, forming an enchantment under the feet of Ji Huaichu and the sword spirit, an invisible line The silk thread implicated the two together, and the contract of heaven was formed.

After the contract was formed, Jian Ling turned into a teenager again. Ji Qing found that Jian Ling seemed to have grown up, from the original twelve or thirteen years old to 14 years old, with red lips and white teeth.The appearance is fresh and tender, if it is not for the expression that can scrape off a layer of frost on the face, it must be another cute little Zhengtai.

Sure enough, as Mu Feng said, the sword spirit can improve its realm along with its master's cultivation.

"I beg the master to give you a name." Sword Spirit said in a clear voice.

Ji Huaichu pondered for a moment, then said, "Qing Shuang, you should be called Qing Shuang."

"Qingshuang, it matches his clear sword spirit." Ji Qing praised.

The corners of Ji Huaichu's mouth curled up slightly, this Qingshuang is not that Qingshuang, it's not praising the Sword Spirit's sword spirit, but his secret wish, hoping to live together with Ji Qing, but now is not the time to explain.

"Then what happened just now?" Mu Feng couldn't help asking, the long sword suddenly rioted just now, almost hurting Ji Huaichu, and made Mu Feng blame himself for disturbing the long sword.

"Luojian Mountain is named after the thousands of long swords on the cliff. Every long sword here has a sword spirit. If a sword cultivator who comes here holds a sword in his hand, he will be attacked by all the long swords. Attack until the original long sword is broken. At this time, all the long swords that want to leave here will have a battle. The sword spirit that wins in the end will be able to test the monks. Only after passing the test of the sword spirit can they be taken away. Long sword." Qing Shuang simply explained to the three of them.

"It's all right now. They won't come out again." Mu Feng asked with lingering fear, but luckily it wasn't because of him, otherwise Mu Feng would blame himself and die.

"No. They have already been trapped in a new round of seals, waiting for the arrival of the next sword cultivator."

"Do they want to leave here? If they want to, we can summon our brothers from the same sect. Most of them are sword cultivators who can lead sword spirits out of here." Ji Qing asked, trapped here for hundreds or even thousands of years, Even a sword spirit with weak feelings will collapse!

"No, the craftsman who created us put restrictions on every sword, and every seal is like sleeping, not the torment as imagined, and the recognition of the sword spirit depends on fate. No need to do it deliberately.”

"Oh. If that's the case, let's go! I just discovered the entrance of the Shuishan Heart Cave." When watching the group of swords just now, Ji Qing casually looked at it out of boredom, and unexpectedly discovered the entrance of the Shuishan Heart Cave. Entrance.

Naturally, Ji Huaichu and Mu Feng had no objection. The purpose of their trip was to find Shanshui Heart Cave. There was a flash of surprise in Qing's eyes. Shanshui Heart Cave was named by the craftsman back then, and he left it for the monks who found it. How did Ji Qing know its name?But it was only a few seconds of doubts, and Qingshuang no longer entangled. At present, he has not learned the curiosity of human beings.

"Qing Shuang, do you know what's going on inside?" According to the obstacles along the way, Ji Huaichu didn't believe that the inside would simply put opportunities in front of his eyes and wait for the monks to pick them up.

"I don't know." After being refined that year, it was directly sealed on the cliff of the Shuishan Heart Cave, and there was no chance to penetrate into it.

Sure enough, just before the Shuishanxin Cave, a barrier appeared in front of the cave, blocking the four of them out.

Seeing this, Qing Shuang turned into a sword shape and flew to Ji Huaichu's hand. Ji Huaichu held Qing Shuang's sword firmly and said to Ji Qing and Mu Feng, "Get out of the way."

The two hurriedly retreated. Ji Huaichu saw that the two retreated to a safe distance, took a few steps back, and waved lightly, infusing the spiritual elements in the whole body. With a sharp sword, the transparent barrier like water waves disappeared silently. There was an intentional sound, the collision of absolute power, and even the sound was beyond what the ears could catch.

"Are you okay?" Ji Qing asked worriedly seeing that Ji Huaichu's face turned pale after the sword was swung out.

"It's okay, it's just the first time I try this kind of move, and the spirit element in the body has been emptied, let's rest here for a while, and then go in after recovering the spirit element." Ji Huaichu suggested.

Considering the extent of the derailment of the plot, Ji Qing was not sure about any strange obstacles in the Shuishan Heart Cave, and he was also worried about letting Ji Huaichu enter the cave defenseless, so he naturally agreed.

An hour later, the four embarked on the journey again.

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