Shi La was a little frustrated because those companions whose strength was far lower than his had all given birth to self-sword spirits, but he was faced with many difficulties.
In an occasional sparring match, he, who had always been invincible, was beaten by his former little brother. Such a gap was unbearable, so he was in a low mood, with a beard full of vigor, and was about to collapse.
Seeing that the opportunity is right in front of him, the future is infinitely bright, but he cannot participate in it...
There are many others like him. In half a year, more than 50 people succeeded, and there were more than 40 unlucky ones who were unable to do anything.
Hou Zi felt that he should come forward. As the senior brother, he had the responsibility to unite everyone's morale.
This is a mobilization meeting for more than 40 losers. Without encouragement, there is only cold data.
"In the past six months, I have compiled your statistics as follows:
The first person to awaken his sword spirit was Ma Laoliu, who was in the state of sensing the gods and merging his sword sense, but the state was unstable.
Among the top ten people who awakened, eight were in the God Sensing Realm and two were newly promoted to the Natural Realm. They all had a blend of sword senses, but their realm strength was lackluster.
Among all the fifty-two awakened ones, half are in the Sensing Realm. The remaining natural realms are also being consolidated, and the souls and mana have not yet been unified.
Mingjian Qi obviously refers to awakening the self-sword spirit, and the brewing elixir light is of course the elixir formation; note that the Mingjian Qi comes first, and the elixir brewing light comes after!
You can invite some Jindan elders who are willing to try, but my judgment is that none of them will be able to awaken their own sword spirit."
"Captain, I'm here."
Li Shipeng was very embarrassed, "It's all because of my incompetence. I haven't been able to give birth to a sword spirit for more than ten years, which disappointed the captain."
"Just come. I asked you to come because I found a way to awaken my sword spirit. I tried it for the first time, and it seems pretty good. There are so many grassland swordsmen who can succeed, and you can definitely do it too.
So tell me, why is this?"
"Because their order was wrong? Did they form the elixir first?" Shi La was surprised.
He passed the method on the parchment scroll to him and warned: "Basically speaking, the prairie Taoist sword-refining method is easier to awaken your own sword spirit, but if you re-refiner the sword, there will be another change. Practice it well, otherwise
Embarrass me."
The grassland elders can no longer control these people. How can a group of old men who cannot wield swords control these young eagles with great future?
Hou Zi continued, "I have a guess. There is a sentence in the ancient scroll, the autumn star shines the sword energy, and the night moon brews the elixir light.
But before that, you need to tell me about our Li Biejia..."
Hou Zi began to summarize, "So, if we take pill formation as the dividing line, the difficulty of awakening one's own sword spirit is that the closer to pill formation, the harder it is to awaken the sword spirit. Once the pill is formed, the soul and mana are integrated, and there is no way to achieve the sword spirit."
It is possible, we will wait and see whether this is the case.
Hou Zi turned around and looked at Li Shipeng who looked envious, "Very envious?"
Hou Zi laughed and scolded, "I founded a shitty faction, don't you think it will die soon enough? I didn't do that small world in the cave, there were other people, but it was just a coincidence that I was involved in it... Forget it, let's talk about it.
I don’t understand, you still need to reply to Li Biejia.”
The eagles always only look at their leader, who will follow him through life and death; this is not a momentary loyalty, but a combination of personality, status, strength, orthodoxy, etc., which represents the future.
Among all the losers, most of the natural realms have one characteristic: their souls are strong, their magic power is strong, and they are integrated.
Li Shipeng couldn't stop laughing. For him, everything else is empty and comes second. Only this sword spirit can't be delayed for a moment.
Something that has been passed down by the golden bloodline for thousands of years is stolen by someone, and it is fate.
Shi La thoughtfully asked, "The stronger the strength and the more rounded it is, the harder it will be to achieve one's own sword spirit?"
"Captain, you really brought that thing here, did you? Do you want to open a sect in the cave? I support this, but can we slow down for a while? The level of the big guy is still a bit low and he is not human enough.
Beaten..."
He waved his hand and said, "We, the sword cultivators, will fight against heaven, against earth, against all creatures, and against ourselves! I don't need to tell you what to do. This is your last window of time. The winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit."
, either roaring between heaven and earth, or herding sheep and horses on the prairie.
Hou Zi gave him a funny look and said, "You talk a lot of nonsense, you just want to awaken the sword spirit; forget it, it is really inconvenient for you, I will find another way."
He valued this guy very much. Whether it was Fang Yazi or these grassland high-rollers, he had no problem killing him, but if he wanted to do those dirty things but was not ruthless enough, Zong Qian was a good player, but the relationship was not close enough.
At this level, Li Shipeng's role is highlighted.
What I want to say is that the reason why you are unsuccessful is not because you are not good enough, but because you are too good. You are very close to forming a core. This is the reason why you still have not achieved your own sword spirit after half a year."
Let this guy practice his martial arts on his own, he straightened his body and returned to Kangba Zuo Banner.
In the big tent, Fairy Dong was knitting clothes, which were children's things. Although this kind of work was ordinary, she enjoyed it. She could experience different things from it, which was also a kind of spiritual cultivation.
More than forty people bowed together, no longer hesitating or thinking about things; an indomitable momentum appeared in them, and of course, they also had true respect for their senior brother.
After listening to Li Shipeng tell the news he got from Li Chuping, Hou Zi felt a little headache; Li Chuping was afraid of getting his hands on his bag, but in fact he was also afraid of getting his hands on this guy's bag, so they were wary of each other.
Li Shipeng shook his hands and said, "I won't contact him anymore. It will be easy for the news to leak out, and my identity is inconvenient..."
Life and death are in the sky, just enjoy yourself."
Either herd cattle and sheep, or herd stars!
From a distance, there was another person who couldn't help but feel excited when he looked at the scene in front of him. It turned out that there were so many powerful sword cultivators here, crisscrossing the grassland sky, dozens of sword lights chasing and fighting, but no one could be seen.
During this time, she became more and more fond of running on the grassland. She used to just cultivate her mind, but now she is observing the rise of a person at close range. The golden bloodline has survived on the grassland for thousands of years, and no one can conquer them. Now
Unexpectedly, I was easily captured by this guy, which is really amazing.
She wanted to witness such a miracle and see if she could be part of it? This was much more interesting and more imaginative than contacting those true disciples of the Taoist sect.
In this big era, who doesn’t want to be a trendsetter?
