[Chapter 1791 Sword Spirit?]
Qingshan Courtyard, in a small courtyard.
Song Yan was sitting under a big green tree, holding a simple black long sword in his hand.
The sword is very sharp and can easily pierce Xuanxian’s body. However, the sword spirit in the sword has fallen into a deep sleep. If the sword spirit in the sword is not awakened, he may not even be able to trigger half the power of this ancestral fairy weapon.
But if you want to awaken the sword spirit, you must first refine the sword.
With a thought, Song Yan began to inject immortal energy into the sword.
But after a while, he withdrew his immortal energy, because he felt that the refining of this ancient sword was too slow. Even if he tempered it with immortal energy day and night, it would take hundreds of years.
Even if you enter the temple and open a thousand times the time, it will take several months.
A few months may not be long, but Song Yan did not have the patience, so the power of the law in both hands poured out and began to pour into the sword.
“Bang!”
But as soon as the power of the law was injected, it was bounced back by the Yuangu Sword.
“What’s going on? Is the power of the law inconsistent?”
So Song Yan changed the rules of other attributes, but they were all bounced back by Yuan Gu Jian.
“Heh! Are you playing with your personality? Young master will spend it with you today!”
As soon as his mind moved, Song Yan mobilized the chaotic aura to inject it into the sword. This time, it was exceptionally smooth, it can be said to be extremely smooth. After only half an hour, he tempered the sword with the chaotic aura. For a time, he felt a little more in touch with this sword, and he felt a little more intimacy in his hand.
Moreover, this sword also absorbed some of his chaotic aura, resulting in some kind of special change. The sword’s body, which was not brilliant at all, looked more simple and simple, like a rotten iron sword.
At the same time, Song Yan also discovered the sword spirit space where the sword spirit lived in the sword.
Suddenly, a cunning sword light slashed towards Song Yan’s thoughts like lightning.
“what!”
Song Yan was a little surprised, didn’t it mean that the sword spirit of this sword was already asleep, how could it attack him?
With doubts in his heart, Song Yan moved his whole body into the sword spirit space, and then slashed out a sword.
“Bang!”
The two sword lights collided in the void, and the sword light that Song Yan cut out easily defeated the sword light that attacked him. With a tender “oh” sound, a small thing was knocked into the air.
With a flick of her figure, she reached out and grabbed it out, and a fleshy little girl fell into Song Yan’s hands.
“Let go of me! Let go of me!”
The little girl struggled in his hands, but she couldn’t escape no matter how hard she struggled.
“You are the sword spirit? Why are you so weak?”
Song Yan looked at this little girl strangely, she was only two or three years old. As for strength, it was at most equivalent to the late stage of human beings and immortals. No matter how weak the artifact spirit of an ancestral immortal artifact, it could not be in the late stage of human beings.
“Bastard, let me go, or I’ll cry for you!”
The little girl threatened.
“Snapped!”
Song Yan slapped her with a bad taste and laughed, “Then you cry and try, how can you be a sword spirit when you are so weak, if you dare to cry, I will kill you and get a new sword spirit!”
The little girl Sword Spirit showed a look of fear: “Don’t! Don’t destroy people! People are just born, and they will become stronger after a while!”
“Newborn?”
Song Yan’s expression was even more strange, and he pretended to be fierce: “Answer me honestly, and I will let you go, otherwise, I will destroy you!”
“Wuwuwu, you bully the baby, you are a bad guy, a big bad guy!”
“Don’t cry! If you look at it again, it will kill you!”
Song Yan threatened, as for the suspicion of bullying children, can Sword Spirit be considered a human being?
The little girl really didn’t dare to cry anymore, and looked at Song Yan pitifully.
“I ask you, how long have you been born?” Song Yan asked.
“It should be just now!” the little girl said.
With a move in his heart, Song Yan remembered that when he used the chaotic aura to refine the sword just now, part of the chaotic aura was sucked away. Could it be that part of the chaotic aura that led to the birth of this little girl?
After all, the chaotic aura is the most powerful aura in the world, and it makes sense to have some kind of special ability.
Thinking of this, Song Yan put a trace of chaotic aura into the little girl’s body. Sure enough, the little girl absorbed his chaotic aura, and there was no sense of disobedience at all.
“Dad! Dad, can you let go of the doll?”
The little girl suddenly shouted to Song Yan.
Hearing this, Song Yan staggered for a while and almost fell down. He stared at the little girl and said, “Why did you call me dad?”
The little girl said as a matter of course: “Because it was the gas that Dad entered that made the doll born!”
Hearing what the little girl said, Song Yan was already certain that it was the chaotic aura that led to the birth of the other party.
Suddenly Song Yan thought of something and asked again, “Then what was your state before?”
“Before, people seemed to be in a daze and didn’t know anything!” The little girl said very seriously.
“Then how did you get here?”
“Of course my mother made me!”
“Then who is your mother?”
“Mom is mom!”
“Then can you take me to find your mother!”
“Okay, Dad, let me go first!”
Song Yan let go of the little girl, and then the little girl flew in one direction. Song Yan moved and followed.
It didn’t take long for the little girl to take Song Yan to a place full of cold, and the sky was full of ice and snow.
The little girl continued to fly forward, and finally came to the end of the ice and snow world. There was an ice sculpture standing there. The little girl pointed to the ice sculpture and said, “Dad, this is mother!”
“Could this be the sword spirit before Yuangu Sword?”
Song Yan stared at the ice sculpture and looked at it. The ice sculpture did not leak any breath, it was like a lifeless object. Moreover, based on the outline, it could be roughly judged that the ice sculpture was a woman.
After a little hesitation, Song Yan raised his hand, with a sword energy between his fingers, and then swiped at the ice sculpture.
“Crash!”
Immediately, the ice layer on the surface of the ice sculpture was scratched off by his sword energy, and an ice sculpture of a woman with a dreamlike beauty and unparalleled beauty appeared in Song Yan’s line of sight.
“Mom! Wow, look at Dad, Mom is so pretty!”
The little girl clapped her palms and shouted happily.
Song Yan frowned slightly and stared at the ice sculpture for a while. The woman looked seventeen or eighteen, but there was a faint sadness in her brows, and there was nothing more sad than the feeling of death.
And he also discovered that the ice sculpture is also the sword spirit, it should be sealed by herself, and the breath on her body is extremely weak, if he hadn’t chosen the Yuangu sword, I am afraid that in a few years at most, this sword spirit will be completely destroy.
He thought of Uncle Yun’s words, condensed a heaven-shattering sword intent, and then penetrated into the ice sculpture.
no response!
So Song Yan condensed more sword intent into it.
But still no response.
In the end, he tried to break into some immortal energy.
The ice sculpture still did not respond!
“It seems that the other party is bent on dying. It seems that this beautiful sword spirit is loyal enough to her former master! However, if you want to die, the young master doesn’t want you to die!”
Because if the sword spirit dies, this ancient sword will almost be useless.
