Who is Dao Ling?[Cultivation]

As the elder of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, although the Huashen elder hadn't experienced much, he was somehow related to his young suzerain, and he also inquired a lot of news.

It's just that these news are really not good news for the people of the Tulan Sword Sect, especially the master Fuming of the Tulan Sword Sect and the people of the Tong family.

If the owner of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets said that Tong Ling was not a sword spirit, they could still comfort themselves. After all, three of the ten sentences spoken by the Pavilion of Heaven's Secrets were false, and more than half of the remaining seven sentences were false. It was mixed with water, so when the Master of the Tianji Pavilion released his words, they actually hoped that the Master of the Tianji Pavilion was just talking.

However, when the Huashen Elder said this, it really made the hearts of the people in the Tulan Sword Sect jump.

Venerable Fu Ming took a deep breath: "Honorable Xianxu, you can't talk nonsense!"

Venerable Xianxu picked up the teacup and took a sip of spiritual tea: "Oh, I never talk nonsense."

As soon as these words came out, the others suddenly became interested: "Master Xianxu, what news did you get? Who is the sword spirit?"

"Oh, you don't know yet. You all stared at our young suzerain before, as if expecting our young suzerain to die. I thought you should have got the news by now. After all, with us The blood demon that the patriarch's patriarch robbed the body was finally hacked to death by the sword spirit." Venerable Xianxu "hehe" laughed, "Okay, don't go so far, I don't know who the sword spirit is. I don't know, I'm still waiting for Xiaoyan's news, but anyway, it has nothing to do with you, if you have this time to inquire about Dao Ling, why not hurry up and teach your own disciples well!"

The words of Venerable Xianxu, in addition to telling them that there is no sword spirit in this sword spirit competition, and the real sword spirit is outside Fuxuemen, also reveals that their young suzerain has now got rid of the blood demon. Those who want to watch him play well, had better be prepared.

They Xiaoyao Jianzong have never been easy to get along with.

Hearing that Venerable Xianxu's words were satisfactory, Venerable Fuming's face became even more ugly.

After the Venerable Yan Fu followed Master Luo to Fuxue Gate, he was in a hurry to find the Young Sect Master.

After the blood demon was wiped out, Luo Shuangcheng withdrew all the formations on the island that he had prepared for Cheng Siyan, but because of the previous record of Manager Li of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, after he withdrew the formations, he still ordered: "You What do you want to do, think about it, don't let what happened to Li Guanshi happen again, we Fuxuemen can let you off this time, but there will never be a next time."

Cheng Siyan's attitude is very good, when faced with Luo Shuangcheng's unceremonious attitude, he still responded with a nice voice.

Luo Shuangcheng sent someone to show Venerable Yanfu the way, and he took the master of Tianji Pavilion back to Shuangcheng Island.

Yun Cong and Feng Chen followed them back together.

But as soon as he arrived at Shuangcheng Island, Luo Shuangcheng directly asked Yun Cong and Feng Chen to practice swords by himself, and he took the master of Tianji Pavilion to the study, leaving only a sword spirit and a sword god to look at each other.

Why let them practice swords with their bodies as knives?The master of the Luo sect is a minor in sword repair, so he can't let all his disciples practice swords!

Even a knife spirit like Yun Cong, who is very interested in all kinds of strange methods of monks, is not too happy to practice swords.

It's not that they don't know how to use swords. There is actually no big difference between practicing swords and practicing knives, but as the souls of knives, they will naturally prefer to use knives.

It is impossible to practice swords.

Yun Cong randomly found a chair in the main hall and sat down.

Now that he already knew that Feng Chen was actually a sword spirit just like him, and maybe even a sword god who had become a god, Yun Cong naturally would no longer treat people like an ordinary 13-year-old child, he just followed his finger Pointing to an empty chair, motioned Feng Chen to sit down, and then pretended to pour him a cup of spiritual tea: "Which knife are you? I've seen you before?"

Feng Chen looked at the steam that Yun Cong sent to him without any heat. He didn't know who made the spirit tea in advance, so he couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitched, and looked up at Yun Cong: "It's been so long since See you, will you entertain me with this cold tea?"

Yun Cong didn't move, just dragged his chin: "Then it seems that you really know me. When did you know me? Thousands of years ago?"

Feng Chen squinted his eyes, and he sensed something wrong from Yun Cong's words: "You, did you often meet such people before? Someone you didn't know before suddenly appeared in front of you, claiming to be the person you were before. old friends."

Yun Cong shook the teapot and replied: "Yes, it is a common thing. After all, the blade of my sword was cracked before, and there is still a crack. People I don’t know now appear, not only before, but even in the dozens of reincarnations I have experienced, and I often encounter a few spirits.”

Feng Chen pulled his collar impatiently, it was the first time he had heard that Yun Cong's blade had been split: "When did your blade split?"

Yun Cong tilted his head: "I don't really remember, but it happened thousands of years ago, in fact, except for the few spirits in the reincarnation, in the original big world, there are very few people from the original world. It is called the spirits I knew before. These spirits usually came to me in the hundreds of years after my accident to brush my face, and then they disappeared a lot. However, after experiencing reincarnation, many spirits appeared again coming."

Yun Cong thought for a while, and then said: "But these spirits in the calamity, I mostly forget them after seeing them. I always feel that these spirits are not the ones I knew before."

That's why he asked specifically just now, "I've seen you before."

Feng Chen suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

Even if he reappeared by Yun Cong's side after he was in a hurry, but after so many years of his absence, he was still unable to accompany Yun Cong, and he had no way of knowing what happened to Yun Cong , who have met.

Perhaps, back then, if he hadn't been in such a hurry, but had been like Yun Cong, taking his time and letting the flow take its course, and eventually waiting for the opportunity to become a god, they wouldn't have missed these many years.

Feng Chen sighed: "If I wasn't so anxious back then, maybe you wouldn't have to go through this."

Yun Cong glanced at Feng Chen rather strangely: "It's not necessary, no one needs to bear the experience of others, when your opportunity comes, you can go to experience the calamity by yourself, not to mention, no one knows what I was at that time. Can you wait for the opportunity to become a god, and you don't need to delay your chance to become a god because of me, it's not worth it, and we shouldn't have a particularly close relationship."

Feng Chen shook his head: "No, we should have a very close relationship."