Yu Yan Lijian, the sword energy activated was fiery red, compressed by Qin Sang to a length of one foot. It was a bit illusory and hesitant at first, but under Qin Sang's control, it became more and more solid.

When the sword energy stabilized, Qin Sang's eyes were like lightning. He stared at Yan Lijian for a long time and suddenly shouted softly: "Open!"

The sword chanted for a long time, Yan Li's sword suddenly trembled, and the sword energy surged violently like clouds in the wind.

Then a crack appeared in the sword energy, and the crack got bigger and bigger. The sword energy was peeled off from the spiritual sword, turning into a ball of fiery red energy, burning like a raging fire, and then dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Sang did not dare to neglect, and followed the instructions, using all his strength to activate his consciousness and spiritual power, and gathered the peeled sword energy with all his strength to prevent it from dissipating.

After the sword energy became slightly stable, a ray of spiritual consciousness began to enter the sword energy, and he tried to condense the sword energy according to the method taught in the sword art.

As Qin Sang condensed, the sword energy fluctuated violently, sometimes being compressed, sometimes being stretched, gradually moving closer to the shape of the spiritual sword, and finally able to barely maintain the sword shape.

But the distance requirement is still far away. Once Qin Sang lets go of the suppression, the sword energy will dissipate immediately. The sword energy must be condensed to a certain extent and can be transformed into the shape of a spiritual sword for a long time to be considered successful.

This is also the biggest difficulty.

Just when Qin Sang tried to continue.

'puff!'

Without warning, the sword energy suddenly exploded, and needle-like sword energy shot out in all directions, threatening to turn the cave into a hornet's nest.

Qin Sang's face darkened, and he promptly dispersed the ray of consciousness in the sword energy, then waved his hand to extinguish the sword energy, frowned, thought for a moment, and stood up.

The cave is too small. If the sword energy is not controlled well, the cave may collapse after the explosion. If the spiritual veins are damaged, the gain will outweigh the losses. Thinking of this, Qin Sang put away the Yanli Sword and packed away the debris.

After sealing the cave, the sword flew towards Xianglong Mountain.

Everything in Huilong Temple is as before. Since Qin Sang took over, it has been sealed with clouds and mist, and the saint has never been shown in front of others. The mortals at the foot of the mountain have gradually gotten used to it.

There was a transmission note inside, which was sent by Senior Brother Wen, telling him that the dried up spiritual spring had not been found yet. Qin Sang then remembered that he had forgotten to tell Senior Brother Wen about this last time, and hurriedly replied to the letter and asked again.

Got some other questions.

Master and disciple Gu Tiannan regard Huilong Temple as a cave, so their spiritual power is naturally not bad, and practicing swordsmanship does not require strict spiritual power.

Qin Sang sat on the ground in the courtyard, but this time he did not use the Yanli Sword, but directly summoned the ebony sword.

After a month of warming, the ebony sword has already been smelted with golden cedar wood, and the sword body is a little more pure and green than before. As for whether it can withstand the second killing talisman, Qin Sang is not sure yet. He can

All he can do is collect as much spiritual wood as possible to increase the strength of the ebony sword and prevent the ebony sword from becoming a shortcoming that limits his cultivation.

The Ebony Sword was his natal spiritual sword, and it was easier to control than the Yanli Sword. Qin Sang easily reached the previous step and summed up the experience of the previous failure.

…

The scorching summer days have finally passed, and the harvest season has arrived. When the villagers at the foot of Xianglong Mountain are working, they never forget to look up at the mysterious top of the mountain. They get excited and talk non-stop when they talk about it.

The smoke lingers there all year round, and there is a Taoist temple inside, where legend has it that there are immortals.

In just a few years, countless immortal seekers have come here to visit.

Some people live in a hut outside the clouds and mists, kneeling down every day and never getting a response, but they never give up. They just think that their heart to the Tao is not sincere enough, and the immortal is testing themselves.

Some people risked their lives and broke into the clouds and mist, lingering there for several days, feeling confused and confused. When they woke up, they found themselves at the bottom of the mountain, hungry.

Among them are many dignitaries and knights.

More and more immortal seekers gathered here, and as a result the housing prices in the village increased. Gradually, it developed into a small town and became increasingly prosperous.

The villagers benefited. Many people saw the opportunity and started to make other livelihoods. They could live well without farming. They were grateful to the gods on the mountain and worshiped them more sincerely than praying to the gods.

As everyone knows, there are no immortals in the Taoist temple on the mountain, only a monk who is struggling to pursue immortality.

Qin Sang sat alone in the courtyard, not moving for two months, and his back looked extremely lonely. He knew nothing about what was going on down the mountain, his body was covered with fallen leaves and dust, and his mind was completely absorbed in the spiritual sword.

'call out!'

A streak of blood light shot through the air, then returned suddenly, floating side by side with the ebony sword. It turned out to be a blood-colored small sword. If you look closely, you can see that the small sword has a somewhat illusory feel and is actually composed of sword energy.

of.

Qin Sang opened his eyes and looked at the bloody sword with excitement. After three months of hard training, he finally mastered this sword technique!

However, the power of a sword energy is extremely weak, and it is not enough to set up a sword array.

Qin Sang immediately focused on the bloody sword again.

Ten days later, the small sword swayed slightly and split into two. The two sword energies became extremely illusory and could not maintain their shape. Qin Sang's face tightened, and he suppressed it with all his strength, and finally kept the sword energy from collapsing.

After a while, the small sword composed of two sword energies slowly took shape.

Qin Sang smiled slightly and raised the ebony sword together. The tips of the three small swords faced each other and pointed towards the middle. When more sword energy is split in the future, it will form a disk just like when Wu Yuesheng took action.

When one reaches the peak of cultivation, one can split sixty-four sword energies and form a formation with the ebony sword. However, as more and more sword energies are split, the requirements for practitioners become higher and higher.

Qin Sang could clearly feel the qi pull between the ebony sword and the sword energy. He only needed to concentrate on controlling the ebony sword to control the sword formation.

What made Qin Sang extremely happy was that the sword energy of the ebony sword formed a sword formation, and the killing intent contained in the sword energy was also increased, giving it a stronger impact on the enemy's mind.

'call out!'

The sword energy was gathered, and the ebony sword flew back to Qin Sang's eyebrows.

Condensing two sword energy is enough for the time being. I will take my time in the future. I have stayed in Huilongguan for more than three months. I wonder what is going on in the cave. Can the roots of the tree really ripen the spiritual spring?

Qin Sang stood up, a light flashed on his cassock, swept away the dust of fallen leaves, glanced at him, and took the transmission note sent back by Senior Brother Wen. After reading the content, his expression moved slightly, and after thinking for a while, he went straight to the sword.

Go to the cave.

From beginning to end, he never looked down the mountain.

Quietly diving into the water and opening the Xuanming Turtle Armor, Qin Sang hurriedly walked into the cave. An expression of great surprise suddenly appeared on his face. The spiritual power in the cave was twice as rich as before he left!
Chapter completed!