There is a very quiet practice ground in the backyard, with various rare trees planted around it, and are there scents of the forest coming from time to time? Birds are singing from time to time, and the sound is crisp and pleasant. In this coastal plain city, this environment can be regarded as a paradise. Obviously, the former city lord is also a person who likes to enjoy it very much.

Ling Xiao stood quietly in the field, with the starry sky above his head, and the stars were everywhere like gentle eyes blinking. The air at night was a little cool, giving people a feeling of comfort.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed in the foundation-building stage can be directly converted into spiritual power, and the spiritual power storage in the early stage of foundation-building is very small. Fortunately, the spiritual energy in this world is sufficient, allowing Ling Xiao to make up for the innate defects in his body, and even so that he will not enter the middle stage of foundation-building without realizing it.

For Ling Xiao, the next level is the fusion period. The so-called fusion period is the accumulation of spiritual energy in the heaven and earth in the dantian, which gradually increases. Until the dantian cannot accommodate so much spiritual energy, it directly impacts the dantian, and finally pushes all the spiritual energy out along the dantian, walks along the meridians, and merges with the eight extraordinary meridians of the body! In this way, the spiritual power in Ling Xiao’s body is almost everywhere, reaching a brand new realm!

It took fifty years to build the foundation and fusion in the previous life. When the spiritual energy of the world in the cultivation world was not sufficient, Ling Xiao's progress was quite fast!

And in this life... Ling Xiao closed his eyes, felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around his body, and then slowly absorbed it. Suddenly, a sword appeared in his hand, and the scabbard popped out by itself, and the red sword body emitted a bit of strange light in the black.

Ling Xiao concentrated his mind and released his spiritual sense. He touched the strange scarlet sword. His spiritual sense was cautious. As soon as he touched the sword body, he suddenly seemed to have been stabbed by a needle. After taking it back, a happy smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, as if... it was really!

Unexpectedly, the "Demon Blood Meteorite" that I only heard of in legends will be encountered by myself, and it can be made into a sword by someone. Could it be that it has the will of heaven...it is just waiting for itself?

The demon blood and iron are recorded in the strange talk of Shushan Sutra Library. It is said that in the ancient era of gods and demons, there were great monsters appearing, with vast demons as powerful as the sea, and the ability to move mountains and fill the sea!

It is said that when two powerful monsters fight, the sky collapses in every move, and the entire planet can be destroyed! However, although the demon clan is powerful, there are also gods that can be checked and balanced. The two clans are born against each other, and every time there is a war, countless casualties and injuries...

However, there are countless strange things in the world, and there is a kind of meteorite from the depths of the galaxy, which occasionally land on the ground. This meteorite is trained into various magic weapons by the powerful gods and demons. It is the most auxiliary tool in combat! These magic weapons all have earth-shaking power!

There is also a kind of meteorite... which absorbs the blood of the demon clan and turns into scarlet, which exudes trembling demonic power! Once this meteorite is refined into a magic weapon, it will have even more powerful power!

Because every drop of the blood of the great demon can make an ordinary mortal have the strength to change the color of heaven and earth!

Of course, these are legends. Ling Xiao has never seen meteorite or great demons. The spiritual power in the cultivation world is lacking. Not to mention meteorite, even better cold goblin iron is rare, let alone the legendary thing.

When Ling Xiao first saw the sword with scarlet light in the sword in the hand of the demon sword master, he was stunned by the powerful demonic aura on it, and his heart was filled with storms. As far as he knew, there were no cultivators in this world. Although there were many strange races, in Ling Xiao's eyes, it was nothing more than just like there were beast cultivators in the cultivation world. Since all wild beasts can cultivate huge magic power, it is not difficult to understand the appearance of wise orcs, so there is no need to be surprised. But Ling Xiao did not hear that there were monsters in this world. Although the master had seen some legendary stories in his memory, it was just a story, made up by people.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao focused on the sword in his hand that emitted a strange light, like a ripples, flowing on it like blood. Looking closely, there were countless dark patterns on the sword, as if they were born to grow on this sword. Moreover, the sword seemed to have spirituality, and seemed to feel Ling Xiao's attention. The strange red light flashed and darkened, adding a bit of strange aura!

"Good thing! It's really a good thing!" Ling Xiao murmured to himself: "I just don't know who... I found the demon blood iron, and it can actually make a sword! The person who can forge the demon blood iron will not be too weak, but he still doesn't understand this kind of thing. How can this kind of magic object be built in the mortal way?" Ling Xiao smiled. Although he has not forged its strength now, sooner or later... I will let you shine! Restore your...original appearance!

The strange red sword in his hand seemed to feel Ling Xiao’s intentions, and the red light suddenly surged! The light enveloped the entire training ground, along with Ling Xiao’s body!

Ling Xiao didn't mean anything to be afraid, but the surprise on his face became stronger and stronger. This sword... has a sword spirit!

Ling Xiao really wanted to laugh a few times to the sky. The flying sword with the sword spirit was no more than three in the entire cultivation world! One of the ancestors of Shushan was passed down, but later the ancestors ascended, but the sword was passed down. They were always offered in front of the ancestors! Unless there was a major crisis in Shushan, no one could use that sword!

Such a magical object was obtained from a magic swordsman easily, how could Ling Xiao not be ecstatic!

I guess the magic sword master doesn't understand the value of this sword at all, and this demon blood meteorite iron sword... I'm afraid, I don't want to be used by it at all! Otherwise, how could it be so easy to be in your hands? If the magic sword with the sword spirit is unwilling to be used by you, I would rather self-destruct like a cultivator than surrender to others!

Ling Xiao let go of his hand, and the demon blood-melt iron sword stood out of thin air, with the tip of the sword facing the sky, the red light converged, and the sword body was like a stream of color, which was very beautiful!

"Brother Jian, although I don't know what your predecessor was, since I met me, I will always make you famous all over the world! Although my strength is not enough to control your needs, please rest assured that I will improve my strength as soon as possible and make you... a real artifact!"

Ling Xiao said, bowing to the sword three times!

Then he said, "From today on, I will call you the Demon Blood Red Lotus Sword! If you want, go back to my hands!"

The sword made a "clang" sound in the air, like a dragon's roar, and it made a great light again, then it was like a water flowing backwards. All the light was absorbed back, and the sword body of the sword... the last trace of red disappeared, and it was restored to an ordinary long sword like the sword body of the Bailian Sword. It fell from the air and fell into Ling Xiao's hand!

Ling Xiao was in high spirits for a moment, and the sound of a wind chime suddenly sounded in his mind. The demon blood-red lotus sword in his hand shook gently, and a melodious ring sounded, trembling again, and then ringing again!

Gradually, a complete set of sword skills appeared in Ling Xiao's mind! It was as if someone was performing it in Ling Xiao's mind. Ling Xiao's body began to become awkward and ugly with the movements in his mind, with intermittent and simple sounds. The movements were stretched out, and the moves became faster and faster, and the sounds were connected into a whole. Sometimes, the golden swords and iron horses were like thousands of troops fighting. The tune was exciting, making people excited and excited, and sometimes they were lingering, making people cry!

At the door of the training ground, there was a pretty figure standing, wearing a white robe, looking very holy and noble under the starlight, with long hair spreading over her shoulders, tender and smooth skin, as smooth as jade, and her star-like eyes were wide open, revealing an incredible look. She was looking at Ling Xiao, who was practicing swords in the field, and at the same time the sound from the sword made her stunned.

This man... can he learn sword skills from the sound of my piano? Impossible! Absolutely impossible... No one can be so genius, and he can learn sword skills without seeing the sword score! Or is he able to do it? But he... he was so awkward just now and became more and more skillful. Could it be that he had just realized it?

Oh my God!

Feng Ling was frightened by his own speculation, and his face was full of disbelief. There was such a genius in this world. Not only could he completely restrain the strength of the sixth-level mad sword master with the strength of the great sword master, but he could also understand the musical sword skills after listening to his piano sound for a few days!

What Feng Ling couldn't accept the most was that Ling Xiao's sword skills... no matter how you look at it, they are more perfect and more powerful than his own sword skills!

The wind chime was completely hit, and she turned around in dismay and prepared to leave quietly.

Just now she was attracted by the sound of this quiet night. There was a world in the Viscount Mansion, and Fengling had accepted the reality that she had temporarily lost her strength. In this mansion, although no one cared about her, no one bullied her. As long as she didn't want to escape, most places would still let her wander.

"How about this sword skill? How about you compared to yours?" Ling Xiao's indifferent voice came from behind the wind chime.

Feng Ling's body trembled. Since childhood, when she was practicing this set of sword skills with a very ugly name, her father once told her with a proud expression: "Linger, don't look at the countless masters on this continent and many advanced sword skills, but if we talk about uniqueness, this set of holy-level sword skills passed down from our ancestors can be said to be unique! In the future, you will know how magical your sword skills are..."
Chapter completed!