Chang Xi trembled all over and said in a trembling voice: "Senior Brother Yanzhang... Are you saying true?"

He couldn't believe it.

He had already agreed to this fact in his heart when he had made countless attempts. As early as when the head of the sect said that three years ago, he was mentally prepared. But now he has got a completely different answer from the elder brother, and others cannot understand this kind of surprise of losing and regaining.

Yan Zhang smiled without saying a word, turned around and stepped onto the last stone steps, and the scenery in front of him suddenly became clear. The greenness was tenaciously covered in the cracks of the rocks under his feet. Chang Xi stood behind Yan Zhang and could also see the entire inner door of Tianxiu Peak.

In the breeze, Yan Zhang turned around again and pointed to Chang Xi's dantian, "Your spiritual root is very different from ordinary people, it is a rare sword spiritual root."

His heart was thumping, and Chang Xi did not dare to neglect at all: "Please tell me clearly with my senior brother."

Yan Zhang did not answer, and pointed his fingers at Chang Xi's eyebrows and said with a solemn expression: "Hold your breath and concentrate, and your heart enters the spiritual platform."

Chang Xi knew that this was the mantra of the inner viewing method, and immediately sank into the spiritual platform at the dantian. The mind condensed into a ray of body-like shape floating on the spiritual platform. The spiritual power gathered in the spiritual platform was as condensed into liquid as ever. A few wisps of clouds and mist floated on the built platform, and nothing unusual.

"Can you see the wisps of clouds on your spiritual platform?"

Chang Xi's mind was frightened by the sudden sound. He turned his head and found a golden villain behind him. Seeing Chang Xi looking back, the golden villain grinned, "Who is it if it is Yan Zhang?"

The little golden light man waved his hand and said, "Don't be surprised, this is a spiritual sense that I condensed, just follow you into your spiritual sea." Then he pointed to the floating wisps of clouds and mist, and said solemnly, "Try to activate them."

Chang Xi's heart moved. He didn't care too much about the clouds floating on the spiritual platform before. But now, Senior Brother Ting Yanzhang's meaning seems to be not simple.

Abandon distracting thoughts and Chang Xi will do what he said.

I saw Yunwu being attracted and rolled up and flew towards Chang Xi. Chang Xi subconsciously wanted to hold the clouds in his hand and look carefully. However, the golden light villain suddenly interrupted Chang Xi's thoughts, pulled Chang Xi in his mental state, and let Yunwu stop in place.

The little golden man raised his waist and said, "You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Do you know what that is? As long as you encounter it, your mind will be damaged!"

Chang Xi touched his head, which actually did not exist, and said aggrievedly: "Senior brother, you didn't tell me what that is."

The golden light little man's face froze, as if he had never mentioned it before, his face slightly cleared: "That is the prototype of the sword spirit root."

Chang Xi looked at the harmless clouds of people and animals, and could not think of it and the spiritual roots quickly.

"If I hadn't read all kinds of books, I wouldn't recognize them." Jin Guang Xiaoman laughed. "The sword spirit root is extremely rare, and the reason for its formation is also mysterious and I can't touch any rules. At the beginning, it was just clouds and mist. As the monks continued to improve on the sword cultivation path, clouds and mists would gradually solidify into a small sword. When they advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm, the golden elixir would turn into a sea of ​​spiritual power, and the sword spirit root would enter the spiritual sea."

The little man of Golden Light paused and said, "The sword spirit root can easily mobilize various attributes between heaven and earth for your own use, but it can greatly improve your killing power. Using sword skills is like a tiger's wings."

As if he was thinking about the puzzled point, the little golden light man showed confusion and whispered: "This is strange, strange. The unique spiritual root of the sword spirit root is logically the master and the leader should be able to see it at a glance, why didn't he discover it?"

When Chang Xi heard Senior Brother Yanzhang’s doubts, he couldn’t help but feel the reason for Yuehong.

"Forget it, it's really a headache. Today I will pass on your sword-controlling technique and understand this mantra by yourself. After your mind returns to your position, you will do it."

After thinking about it, the golden light villain was no longer confused, so he left a reminder, and pointed it out with his little hand on his chest, and the golden figure began to dissipate, turning into a mantra composed of a small golden rune.

Chang Xi activated the method to drive the clouds and mist, and saw the clouds floating back to the spiritual platform, floating around the spiritual platform slowly. After about a cup of tea, the condensed mantra gradually disappeared, and Chang Xi was already familiar with his heart. As his mind returned to his position, a magnificent scene was repeated in front of him. Chang Xi stroked Yuehong's sword hilt, and was eager to try it!

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Under the Qianzhang Waterfall, many inner disciples sat tacitly on the green grass, looking up at the shaking figure that screamed with interest, not only the first time the sword-controlling figure was unstable again, and was pulled by an invisible force and fell on the stone platform, splashing a burst of dust.

Many disciples couldn't help but smack their teeth when they saw this scene, saying, "The first time they came into contact with sword control, they had to practice at a height of a thousand feet? Brother Yan is too cruel to his junior brother, right?"

"No, it's not true. It's hard for beginners to just think about driving a sword and fly. If they meet a timid person, just a look at the feet that are thousands of feet above the ground, and they may fall to the ground, then they will be finished."

"Hey, I don't know what Senior Brother Yan is thinking. This is obviously too hasty. I hope Junior Brother will ask for more blessings."

Several disciples from the Jindan realm with higher cultivation level in the crowd looked at the abnormal and extremely strict Senior Brother Yan on the Qianzhang Stone Platform. Thinking of some recent events in the inner sect, they couldn't help but squint their eyes and gained a vague enlightenment.

Chang Xi, who had a mouthful of mud, stood up and said with a bitter face: "Senior brother, do you have to practice sword-controlling skills in such a strong wind?"

Yan Zhang retracted the power of the spiritual power in his hand, unmoved, nodded and said, "You are the sword spirit root. If you can't overcome this difficulty, how can you get the sword spirit root?"

Chang Xi's eyes flashed with a flash of splendor, and he didn't say anything. His sword fingers wiped the sword body again, and he jumped and controlled the sword again and flew out in the wind.

Yan Zhang looked at Chang Xi who continued practicing without saying a word, and a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it quickly disappeared. It was just because Chang Xi's problem was too obvious, but he himself did not realize it.

Yan Zhang had his own concerns. Looking at Chang Xi's overall strength, most of his strength comes from his strong body refining cultivation, but his spiritual power cultivation is far behind. Sword control and body refining cultivation have nothing to do with Chang Xi. Once Chang Xi loses the support of body refining cultivation, the strength of spiritual power alone cannot fight against a strong enemy. This is his most fatal weakness.

Yan Zhang couldn't teach Chang Xi too much. After all, the sword spirit root was too rare, and he didn't know how to activate the sword spirit root. This made Chang Xi have to learn how to use the sword spirit root by himself, even if it was just a prototype.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhang gritted his teeth and took back a spiritual belt tied around Chang Xi's waist.

The strong wind stormed halfway up the mountain, thousands of feet high, and the blue light surging on Yuehong's narrow sword body was in line with the spiritual power flow at Chang Xi's feet. Although it could stabilize its body, it could not resist the surging airflow from all directions. Soon Chang Xi's breath and spiritual power began to be disordered, and the power of the boiling sea of ​​blood in his chest was useless at all. Yuehong flew only a few dozen feet under his feet and was unable to continue, and was blown back by the strong wind.

The familiar sense of traction disappeared, Chang Xi quickly turned his head and looked at it, which happened to meet the determination and expectation in Senior Brother Yan's eyes. His figure fell rapidly, just like he had fallen on a cliff. The inner disciples sitting around the mountain were shocked and all of them stood up suddenly. Several people were about to control their swords and fly forward to save people.

"slow!"

The few people who had already stepped on the flying sword looked at each other and saw several senior brothers from the Jindan realm coming. Their eyes were full of anxiety and confusion. If they didn't save people at this time, would they have to wait for the junior brother to fall to death?

Several disciples from the Golden Dan Realm raised their hands to suppress the disciples' confusion. A burning light appeared in their eyes, as if they guessed Senior Brother Yan's intention.
Chapter completed!