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Chapter 189 Millennium Tree Heart, Sword Spirit(1/2)

In the night, ghosts flashed in the flames, turning into a woman,

The headband has a silver hairpin, elegant and luxurious, and a precious tulle silk skirt, a slender waist like a snake, swaying like a willow, dark and shiny long hair, snow-white and flawless delicate skin, and a slender figure.

With willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes and eyes like cold stars, he said respectfully: "Thank you, young master, for your revenge!"

"You have entered the realm of refining the body and the realm of manifestation of the Tao. You are also a little genius. The future celestial master is expected, but unfortunately you will be defeated in one day!"

Xiang Yu sighed.

"I am not as good as the old demon. My body is dead, and my soul is suppressed in my body. I cannot be liberated. I cannot survive or die! If it weren't for the young master's actions and killing the old demon, I would have to be enslaved by the old demon and become a ghost slave!" The woman in white sighed. "Thank you, my master, to help me get rid of it!"

Words have endless grief and anger.

Hurry!

Hurry!

The fire was burning, but she couldn't do anything to her soul.

The way of monks, constantly tempering the soul,

When you leave your body in the early stage, a breeze may blow away the soul, and you need to keep the soul immortal in the sandalwood.

When you arrive at the night tour, your soul can walk at night without worrying about the breeze blowing away your soul, you can be afraid of the sunshine and flames.

When you arrive at the Sun Travel Realm, your soul can walk during the day or even in the sun.

In the realm of the object control, the soul is powerful, and the spirit can interfere with matter and drive objects to conduct physical attacks. However, they are still afraid of the power of the warrior's qi and blood.

In the realm of appearance, the soul can use falsehood to become true, use external objects to reveal the body, condense the real form, such as smoke, dust, fog, moonlight, etc., and are not afraid of flame burning.

In the possession realm, it can withstand some of the power of qi and blood, and possess the soul to deceive weak humans, or weak animals and animals.

However, as long as you have not become a ghost immortal, as long as you have not transcended life and death, your soul must exist on your body. Once the body is destroyed, your soul will be like a rootless tree, not far from death.

Only the ghost immortals can transcend life and death. Even if they die physically, they can still be dispelled and reincarnated.

At this moment, the woman in white shows her state of appearance, her soul is tenacious, she is not afraid of the sun or the flame, and even the qi and blood of ordinary humans can compete with one or two.

But in the end, the physical body is destroyed, the soul loses support, and the nourishment of the physical body, and the soul will become weaker and weaker until it completely dissipates.

He seemed a little hesitant, but after hesitating for a moment, the woman in white left the flame and stepped forward and said, "I am willing to worship the young master as the chief, and I beg her to take her in!"

Xiang Yu smiled and said, "Miss is so precious that it's not a word. I'm the only one who worships me, and I'm a little bit of a loss!"

The woman in white said, "It's so expensive. That's the past life. Now I'm just a lonely ghost... I don't want to die!"

"Yeah!"

Xiang Yu said.

"What is the purpose of a girl?" Xiang Yu asked.

The woman in white sighed and said, "Young Master, do you know that most of the female ghosts accepted by the old tree demon are just night travel realms and day travel realms, and none of them are in the realm of the object. Originally, after the body died, the soul of these female ghosts would dissipate for at most two or three months. But some of these female ghosts lived for three or five years, and the longest female ghost had lived for twenty years."

"Why is this? Because the locust tree is a ghost tree, it can accommodate ghosts. As for this old tree monster, it is almost one step away from becoming a demon fairy. Her original big locust tree can save the female ghost from the danger of being distracted."

"Who wants to die if you can live? Even if you live in the form of a ghost, at least you will live. Once you truly die and fall into the eternal darkness, that is terrifying!"

"The tree heart of the old tree demon is the essence of the body...Young Master can collect it!"

At the moment of talking about this, the woman in white urged the illusion, confusing the bearded man and the scholar, and was close to each other and talking to each other.

But these two people found no trace.

Xiang Yu was silent, without responding, but searched in the fire.

The woman in white was silent, a little nervous.

Soon, a tree heart was found in the ashes.

The heart of this tree is flashing with an emerald color and has exquisite tree textures on it, like a human blood vessel.

The tree heart is only the size of a palm, and it seems not big, but when it is held in the palm, it is extremely heavy. After estimating, the tree heart weighs about 200 kilograms.

After the fire was burned, all the old locust trees were burned into ashes, but only the heart of the tree was kept.

The heart of the tree is the essence of the old tree demon.

"Old tree demon, who has been practicing for thousands of years, has absorbed some of the essence of grass and trees, used to nourish the soul, thus breaking the shackles and entering the realm of demon fairy; some of the essence is used to nourish the heart of the tree, and the heart of the tree can make flying swords!" The woman in white said: "It's a pity that everything has fulfilled the young master!"

"Flying sword!"

Xiang Yu stepped forward and touched the heart of the tree.

The tree heart is of good material and is the best material for forging flying swords.

The materials of the flying sword are mainly blood-blocked steel, lightning-striking wood, thousand-year-old peach tree heart, and thousand-year-old locust tree heart.

The heart of the thousand-year-old locust tree in front of you seems to be very good for nourishing the soul.

Silently, Xiang Yu put away the tree heart.

As for the woman in white, she took this opportunity to enter the heart of the tree.

………

The next day, the sun shines.

There was a piece of ashes outside, and there was a tombstone. Under the tombstone was ashes. It was impossible to tell who the ashes belonged to, and they were all buried together.

The tomb was erected by a scholar.

Saying goodbye to the bearded man and saying goodbye to the scholar, Xiang Yu set out again.

While walking, he was also observing the tree heart and the female ghost in white.

The female ghost in white merged into the heart of the tree, just like the heart of the tree is physical. After practicing for a few days, her soul not only did not become weak, but instead grew a little stronger.

Xiang Yu observed and was surprised in secret.

When a monk practices his soul, the increase in the power of the soul comes from the qi and blood of the body.

When a monk loses his body, his soul will remain for a period of time, but the soul will become weak or even die out due to the loss of his body.

Therefore, before entering the ghost immortal, the physical body is very important.

Even said that as the Queen of the Ghost Fairy, the physical body is still important.

As the saying goes, if you only cultivate your nature and not your life, you will be unable to become a saint if you have the spirit of the world for thousands of kalpas.

At this moment, the woman in white lost her body. With the help of the tree heart, it is equivalent to a new body. It does not affect the improvement of her spiritual cultivation at all, but becomes more and more brilliant... It seems that the road is beginning.

"The Thousand Years Tree Heart seems to be a good treasure... It seems that it is also good to refine it into a flying sword!"

Xiang Yu suddenly thought.

Although he has a flying sword made of blood-reinforced steel, his grade is still far inferior.

It is said that the heart of a thousand-year-old tree is hard to find. According to the characteristics of the heart of a thousand-year-old tree, human monks refined blood parison with the blood of the Martial Saint.

Blood rebar is good at sharpness, but it has shortcomings in improving the soul's nourishment.

...

Halfway through the way, stay in the cave.

Xiang Yu took out the thousand-year-old tree heart and seemed to feel something. The female ghost in white flew out automatically.

Touching the heart of the tree, Xiang Yu roughly measured and began to refine the flying sword.

There is already a flying sword, but Xiang Yu still plans to continue to build one.

It’s like a rich man, not only has one luxury car, but also a second and third car. No one thinks that they have too many cars. Many luxury cars cannot be used, but they cannot be without them.

Gradually, the flying sword began to take shape.

The flying sword, the sword that fights warriors, is very different.

The flying sword has no hilt, just one foot long, extremely sharp.

The flying sword does not need to be held in the hand, so it does not need the hilt of the sword.

Flying swords do not require cutting, picking, slashing, etc., and all kinds of movements are only extreme speed and sharp, so they are only one foot long.

One foot long, much shorter than a warrior's three-foot sword.

But it is short, but it can save materials.

Shortness is also conducive to attack and is not easily intercepted halfway.

After a long time, the flying sword took shape.

Xiang Yu cut his finger and immediately fell drop by drop of blood. First, he had to sacrifice blood and sacrifice blood to the flying sword, so that the flying sword god had its own qi and blood breath and merged into one with each other.

Tick!

Tick!

Purple blood fell drop by drop, exuding a scorching breath.

The female ghost in white looked at it, and a look of fear flashed in her eyes, as if she was looking at magma.

This is not the blood of the Martial Saint...but the blood of the human immortal.
To be continued...
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