"Sandstorm!"

Zhuo Quan saw the sky and the earth rising in front of him, like a tsunami, and huge black waves rolling in, devouring everything.

"Boy, I can't escape! Transport the chaotic true energy to the whole body, and use the tributaries that chaotic true energy spread out and protect the meridians. The sandstorm cannot hurt your body. What I am afraid of is that there is a divine chain of heaven and earth order in the sandstorm." The old ghost shouted in the jade pendant space.

"There is no way back, rush over!" Zhuo Quan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, closed his breath, accelerated his feet, and rushed into the sandstorm.

With just a moment, Zhuo Quan felt that his clothes were gone and the sharp pain of acupuncture was heard from the skin all over his body.

"ah!"

Zhuo Quan screamed and his chest was pierced by something!

He opened his mouth as he screamed, and sand poured into his mouth frantically, and a lot of sand rushed directly through his throat and into his stomach.

The pierced wound on his chest was also frantically poured into the sand. The unprecedented pain made him feel dizzy and almost fell down.

With a hint of clarity in his mind, he quickly shut up and blocked the wound on his chest with his hands to prevent the sand and dust from drilling into the wound. The two colorful true qi in his dantian automatically ran to the wound, and soon stopped the pain for Zhuo Quan.

"That was not the divine chain of heaven and earth order just now. What hurt me?" Zhuo Quan felt that the thing just now was obviously a sword.

"It's coming again!" Zhuo Quan noticed this time.

It turned out that the thing pierced Zhuo Quan and flew far away, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards Zhuo Quan.

"It's a sword! A sword! Boy, find a way to catch it!" The old ghost in the jade pendant screamed.

Although the wound has not healed yet, Zhuo Quan stopped healing immediately.

Now his spiritual consciousness can be divided into three uses, so he pays attention to the spiritual consciousness under his feet that cannot be separated; it is necessary to let the chaotic true qi protect the body; so now he can only stop healing and focus on the things that are attacking him.

"What a big sword! It's not smaller than the heavy sword on my body. Good, I feel the hilt of the sword." Zhuo Quan deliberately stopped moving, feeling the sword stabbing towards the back of his head.

"This thing seems to be wise and really wants my life!" Zhuo Quan couldn't help but feel shocked.

The moment the sword was about to stab the back of the head, Zhuo Quan squatted down suddenly and snatched his right hand towards his head.

Grab it! Zhuo Quan narrowly grabbed the tail of the hilt and only pinched his thumb and index finger.

The sword felt like it was caught, so it suddenly lifted forward and almost broke free from Zhuo Quan's two fingers.

Zhuo Quanyi gritted his teeth and was originally blocking the wound on his chest to prevent sand and dust from pouring into the wound, and suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword.

His left hand easily grabbed the hilt of the sword. He held his breath, regardless of the pain from the wounds hitting his chest by the dust, he immediately let go of the two fingers of his right hand and grabbed forward. Finally, he grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands.

"Ah!" It was like a child's scream. The sword suddenly flew much faster, pulling Zhuo Quan straight away.

Now that he was fine, Zhuo's whole body was pulled into a straight line by the sword, and the sand would not rush into the wound in his chest. Moreover, he did not step or jump, but was dragged into the air by the sword! Suddenly he felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

He grabbed the sword tightly and let the sword drag it to fly. He mobilized the Qicai true energy with all his strength and tried to heal the wounds, and tried to spit out the sand that had just swallowed into his stomach.

"Bad guy, let me go!" A childish voice came again.

"Oh? A talking sword?" Zhuo Quan was startled.

"Haha, boy, great fortune. This is a sword spirit, not a sword! It is better to get this thing than any rare treasure. Slowly use your spiritual sense to communicate with it, and then find a way to control it. Finally, pull it into your upper dantian and nourish it with your upper dantian." The old ghost said in the jade pendant.

"Are you a little brother or a little sister?" Zhuo Quan used his spiritual sense to ask the sword in front of him.

"Bad guy, bad guy. Ignore you, let me go." The childish voice said angrily.

"Then I will call you little brother. Little brother, you said I didn't tease you just now, and you almost killed me. Forget it, but now you call me a bad guy again, don't you feel ashamed.

Is it red?" Zhuo Quan said.

"Bad guy, damn bad guy, I don't understand this. I am a sword. Jian is a killer. What's wrong with killing you? Let me go! I'm going to kill you!" said the childish voice.

"This." Zhuo Quan was mute. Yes, Jian was a killer, who would use the sword to cut vegetables?

"Little brother, if you want to kill someone, you should kill bad people. I am a good person and you can't kill them. I'll take you to kill bad people, okay?" Zhuo Quan paused and said.

"All people are bad guys, kill, kill! Kill them all! You bad guy, let me go, I want to kill you!" The childish voice screamed.

"Little brother, your master is a good person. I am your master's friend. I asked his last words to come to you to help him avenge him and kill the bad person." What kind of wisdom did Zhuo Quan think of the key point at once.

"Master?Master! Woo woo, you died so miserably. Everyone is bad, bad things! So many people bully my master! Bad things, bad things, I want to kill all of you! Woo woo..." The childish voice suddenly burst into tears.

OK! Finally got to the point!

"Little brother, don't cry, crying cannot help your master revenge. You should go out with me and find those people. Only by finding those people can you kill them to avenge your master." Zhuo Quan's spiritual sense said.

"Okay, then you let me go, I'll go out with you." The childish voice suddenly said happily.

"Little brother, you are so smart. If you let me let you go, you want to kill me, right? My ability is not as good as yours. Once I let you go, you will kill me all at once? You are bad, you are lying to others." Zhuo Quan smiled secretly, but pretended to be very compromised and said.

"Yes, you are too weak. You can't escape my move now. Then what do you think you can let me go?" said a childish voice.

"Little brother, can I be your master? I will take you out, take you all over the world, and take you to kill all the bad guys." Zhuo Quan said in a divine sense.

"You become my master? Why are you? You are so weak, far worse than my master." said a childish voice.

"Little brother, how old is your master? Look at how old I am? Is your master as strong as me when I am so old? Tell you, I have cultivated the true energy of chaos!" Zhuo Quan said in his spiritual consciousness.

"You are lying to others, how can there be chaotic true energy in this world?" said a childish voice.

"Little brother, if you don't believe it, then I'll let you see it." After Zhuo Quan finished speaking, a stream of chaotic true energy came out of his palm and rushed towards the hilt of the sword.

"Huh? Scared, help me! Bad guy, let me go!" the childish voice shouted.

Zhuo Quan quickly put away the Chaos True Qi, because the moment the Chaos True Qi touched the hilt of the sword, the Chaos True Qi suddenly bit towards the hilt of the sword.

This sword spirit is also a very pure energy body. When the chaotic true qi encounters such a good energy body, how can it not be absorbed?

"Okay, the problem has been solved!" Zhuo Quan became excited.

"Little brother, you're optimistic. Did you think of the Chaos True Qi just now? Now, I want to be your master. If you don't agree, I have to let the Chaos True Qi swallow you. If you agree, I promise that I will treat you better than your previous master, and I will let you kill more bad people.

I will give you a quarter of an hour to consider. If I don’t agree, I will swallow you with the chaos aura.” Zhuo Quan said majesticly.

"Okay, it's the Chaos True Qi, it's the Chaos True Qi. Don't swallow me, I promise you. Woo woo." Jian Ling cried in fear.

"Little brother, don't cry. I will treat you very well, don't worry."

Zhuo Quan comforted the sword spirit, and then began to control the sword spirit according to the method taught by the old ghost. The sword spirit did not resist at all, but it was frightened by the Chaos True Qi.

One hour later, Zhuo Quan finally controlled the sword spirit.

"Master, you can let me go now, right?" Jian Ling said.

"Sword Spirit, I want you to help now, so I can't let go. I want you to take me out of this sandstorm. Oh, you should have a name, can I give you a name?" Zhuo Quan said.

"Master, I have a name, my name is Juque." Jian Ling said.

"Juque? Isn't this cast by Ou Yezi, a famous sword-casting master in the Spring and Autumn Period? How could he come here? Oh,

By the way, it must be the same name." Zhuo Quan said in his heart.

"Juque, do you know how long it will take for this sandstorm to stop?" Zhuo Quan asked.

"Master, it takes nineteen days. Every time it is like this, sandstorms will blow for twenty days, the whole space is like this, and there is no place to hide." Juque said.

"Juque, do you fly around like this every time a sandstorm comes?" Zhuo Quan asked.

"Master, yes, because the underground is full of the Order God Chains. I used to be very powerful and I was not afraid of them, so I fought with it. However, after a long time, I had no energy to replenish. I was injured by the Order God Chains continuously and one by one. So I can only avoid those things now, so I have to avoid those things now." Juque said.

"Then how long can you fly like this? Are you tired of taking me with you like this?" Zhuo Quan asked a little worriedly.

"Master, if it were me, there would be no problem with flying for twenty days. But if I pull you, it would be a little difficult. But now I can't let you go. If you fall down, you will definitely be injured by the God of Order." Juque said.

"Juque, if I can give you energy now, will you not be tired?" Zhuo Quan asked.

"Give me energy? OK, okay. Master, can you give me energy?" Juque asked happily.

"I'll try it." Zhuo Quan finished speaking. He let the Qicai True Qi draw out an energy from the dantian and pass it to the hilt of the sword through his palm.

"Master, it's great! Your energy is very pure, and I can absorb it directly if I don't deal with it. Master, give me more. If there is enough energy, I can become bigger and you can sit on me. You won't have such hard work." Juque said excitedly.

Can you sit on the sword? Zhuo Quan was so happy. He immediately did not hesitate at all and sent out streams of true energy from his dantian to Juque.

"Master, okay. The energy is enough. Be careful, I'm going to grow bigger, you jump onto me." After sending many true energy, Juque suddenly said.

"Okay." Zhuo Quan responded happily, and with force, he flipped into the air with one foot, and then fell down and stepped on the sword.

"Wow, master, you have good light skills. Master, be careful, I'm going to grow bigger." Juque said, and the sword body began to change.

After a while, Juque became a flat plate that was one meter wide and five or six meters long.
Chapter completed!