“How difficult is it?”

Chen Qiu looked at the broken sword in front of him and asked:

"This Dongling Immortal Lord has been hidden in the Lingxu Sword for a thousand years, which means that this spiritual sword has the ability to nourish the spirit body. The Zhishan Lord is also hidden in the Juque Sword, which is the method of storing spirits in the Penglai lineage.

Now that the Immortal Lord's soul has been collected, the spiritual sword has been empty, and Li Junlin's soul is just put into it to warm up, so as not to end up scattering his soul."

He reached out and knocked on the Lingxu sword, making a crisp sound.

He turned his head and said to Liu Zhuoran who was watching next to him:

"From now on, your master will be the sword spirit in your sword.

He can also wander around the world with you, but Liu Zhuoran, you have accepted my love today and will not refuse to ask you for your business in the future."

"Brother Chen, don't worry."

Liu Zhuoran looked at the buzzing broken sword in front of him and said:

"What you do is a real big thing. Even if you don't have the love today, I will help you with all my strength. However, Lingxu's sword has been broken and the master's soul is scattered and broken. Is this possible?"

"Of course not, it's still one last step."

Chen Qiu shook his head, and he held the broken sword and placed it in front of him.

He said:

"Ling Xu, you promised me. Now Dongling Jun is defeated, it's time for you to fulfill your promise!"

"It's not broken yet!"

Chen Qiu shouted loudly and flicked his fingers on Lingxu's sword blade.

The fairy sword cried out in a tragic voice.

As everyone around them watched in shock, cracks appeared on the broken blade of the fairy sword, densely packed like a spider web.

The next moment, when Chen Qiu's fingers left, the fairy sword was shattered.

Thousands of debris were scattered all over the ground, each of which was extremely small, only the size of a finger.

And in Shen Qiu's hands, only a bare hilt was left.

"this..."

Liu Zhuoran immediately reached out to grab the hilt of the sword. His master's soul was still in it. The sword was broken so thoroughly, wouldn't the master have no place to hide?

"Don't be anxious."

Chen Qiu made a ban on sound, and he said:

"The next thing is the key point. Lingxu's treasure blade is reborn, and I'll look forward to it tonight."

He waved the hilt of the sword as if he was wielding a sword.

When the hilt of the sword was raised, the fragments scattered all over the ground were held up into the air by an invisible hand.

It's like a movie is played backwards, with fragments passing through gorgeous tracks, and returning to the hilt of the sword under the moonlight that is coming back to the night sky.

It was like a cluster of starlight swaying, precisely bonding together, and the light and shadow scattered. When Chen Qiu held the sword and raised it flat, Ling Xu's sword seemed to return to its complete state.

Thousands of fragments gather together.

Reorganized the fairy-energy sword body.

But there are cracks on it, like broken works of art, and they are pieced together by skilled craftsmen, which has the strange beauty of broken blue and white porcelain.

"Your master's soul is broken into hundreds of pieces, and it is impossible to recover without years of warming up."

Chen Qiu held the hilt of the sword and slashed forward with a sword.

Thousands of fragments flew out, like thousands of sharp blades being sheathed at the same time, and also crossed the night sky like a meteor shower, cutting the huge rock in front of you into hundreds of pieces in an instant.

When the hilt of the sword is retracted, thousands of pieces are floating again and gather together again.

He threw the Thousand Blades Immortal Sword to Liu Zhuoran, who took it in his hand and stroked the strange sword body.

I heard Chen Qiu say again:

"Let the Lingxu sword break open. In each piece of fragment, there is a wisp of your master's soul, which is more convenient to nourish the spirit. However, if you take this sword, you will have to maintain it with pure true energy every day in the future.

It has no spiritual energy itself.

Only when you keep injecting can you ensure that your master's soul is stable.

After the spiritual energy truly revives, there is no need to be such trouble."

Liu Zhuoran nodded.

He took off his coat, wrapped Ling Xu Jian with his heart, carried it behind his back, bowed to Chen Qiu again, and said:

"Brother Xie Chen saves my master."

“No need to thank.”

Chen Qiu raised his head and glanced at the crested eagle hovering above his head. He said:

“Since everyone is a fellow student, you don’t have to be so polite.

But the matter tonight is not over yet. You said just now, I will not refuse if I ask you to do something. That's fine, go find Zhang Lan and do what you should do tonight.

Brother Huaqing, I would like to ask you for help too.”

Liu Zhuoran didn't think there was any problem.

But Hua Qing is a man who is wise. He looked at Chen Qiu and said in a deep voice:

"You really want to take the blame?"

"This is not a question I want to think about or not. Brother Hua, it cost so much, not just for the sake of the Immortal Lord of Dongling. If we only eliminate the roots and do not cut off the grass, what's the point of doing all this?

Penglai has minions all over the world, and Yinlou is just one of them.

Other places, there are also their eyeliners.”

Chen Qiu lifted the shaking knife, took the knife magazine from Xiao Tie, and carried it behind him.

He said to Huaqing:

“There are not all trustworthy people who can survive from the All Spirit Formation tonight.

Not every man in the world is as hard as us and cannot kneel down. If Penglai has not been tampered with the chaos tonight, Chen would not believe it.

But now we don’t have the secret method of searching souls in our hands. How do we know who is the good person and who is the bad person?

I don’t have that time to tell each one.

I've given them a way.

If they don’t want to leave, don’t blame Chen for being ruthless.”

He clasped Hua Qing and Liu Zhuoran, patted Xiao Tie on the shoulder, and said:

"My brother is still in trouble. I have to go and see. I will leave the matter here to you. Everything has been arranged. You don't have to think too much about it, just do it.

If you feel pricked, sit and watch, Chen won’t bother you.”

After saying that, Chen Qiu jumped up.

Under the guidance of the crested eagle, in the night, he headed out of the mountain like a rapid ghost.

It's just annoying matters preserved by a group of right and wrong people. How can one's own brothers have the importance of their lives?

After he left, Liu Zhuoran, who was carrying a sword, turned around and looked at Hua Qing, who was full of complaints, and he asked:

"What do Brother Chen want me to do?"

Hua Qing curled her lips and did not answer.

Xiao Tie over there carried Juque and answered Liu Zhuoran’s question coldly.

The answer is only two words.
Chapter completed!