In the human world, Xumi Mustard Seed Cave, Ice Jade Cave. The movement of the Ice Soul Sword suddenly stopped. Seeing Feng Yi in a daze at the Ice Soul Sword, Shangguan Yu also stretched out his little head and looked at it for a while, still
It is a divine sword that exudes a faint cold air. The sword is as white as snow and covered with ancient ink.
There is nothing wrong with the clumsy lines of vicissitudes of life.
Just at this time, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the cave, and there seemed to be a smell of paste in the air.
Shangguan Yu was startled and shouted: "My porridge!"
Compared to Excalibur, she was more concerned about the millet porridge she had been cooking for nearly an hour.
Just now, my attention has been attracted by the Ice Soul Sword, and I forgot that I was still making porridge. Now I'm fine, it's burnt.
Take the casserole off the flame and stir it with a wooden spoon. The bottom layer has completely turned into a black sesame paste, making Shangguan Yu want to cry without tears.
"Clang!"
At this moment, there was another crisp sound in the cave, like the sound of something falling.
Fengyi and Shangguan Yu looked back at the sound at the same time, and saw a bright yellow fairy sword falling from the huge piece of ancient ice jade.
Seeing this sword, Fengyi's expression changed drastically. She stepped forward quickly, grabbed the hilt and took a closer look, and said in a voiceless voice: "Qing Ming!"
Yes, this is the Qing Ming on Ye Xiaochuan, and Fengyi will definitely not mistake it. Shangguan Yu came over holding the burnt rice porridge, tilted his head, and looked above the ice jade bed,
Said: "Is this the Qingming Divine Sword that you said caused the Ice Soul Divine Sword to move? Didn't you say that this sword was on the body of Young Master Ye Xiaochuan?
Why did it fall from above? When did you hide it above?" The cave is not very large and not very high. It is full of sharp stalactites extending downward. Shangguan Yu has lived here for more than two years. In order to
After finding a way out, she almost dug into several caves here, which she had not done before.
I found an ancient sword hanging on it. Fengyi was also full of doubts at this moment. This Qingming Sword is Ye Xiaochuan's blood-refined magic weapon. It has been carried by Ye Xiaochuan. If someone can take this sword away from Ye Xiaochuan,
He brought it here and hid it here. He must have returned from southern Xinjiang not long ago.
The Liuyun Fairy.
However, Fairy Liuyun had left a few days ago, saying that she was going to southern Xinjiang to pick up her precious son who had returned triumphantly from heaven. She had never mentioned this sword.
Besides Fairy Liuyun, who else could bring this sword in? She looked at Qing Ming over and over again, and it was strange that the letter for help written by Ye Xiaochuan on the sword with charcoal pen was a little charcoal at this moment.
The traces of the pen are gone. It is probably because the divine sword was rubbed off when it penetrated the space barrier. Now the Qingming Sword is as clean as new.
, no traces were left.
Ye Xiaochuan and others were lying in front of the space barrier, staring with wide eyes. The space barrier was not a transparent mirror, and their vision was a little blurry, but they could still see that the words on the divine sword were gone.
Many pessimistic people shouted that it was completely over now.
This sword is everyone's only hope. Now that the words on it are gone, how could the girl in the cave think that more than four hundred people are trapped in the four-dimensional space?
Seeing Fengyi rising into the sky to check the top of the cave, Ye Xiaochuan wanted to cry but had no tears.
Is such a great master blind? Just now, the Qingming Sword apparently suddenly appeared in mid-air about a foot above the ice jade bed. You were crawling on the top of the cave like a gecko looking for a trap. It would be surprising if you could find it.
Seeing these guys around him chirping non-stop, Ye Xiaochuan said: "Stop barking! I'll give it a try~!"
Ye Xiaochuan closed his eyes, placed his palms on the space barrier, and mobilized all his mental power. The Qingming Sword is a blood-refining magic weapon with spatial attributes. Since it can sense the ice soul across space, Ye Xiaochuan felt that,
As the owner who signed a blood contract with the Divine Sword and Sword Spirit, Qingming Divine Sword should also be able to sense his master's talent through space.
right.
This trial really worked.
Feng Yi checked that there was no abnormality on the top of the cave. As soon as he landed on the ground, the Qingming Sword in his hand suddenly started to tremble slightly.
Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed and shouted: "I knew you wouldn't let me down! Qing Ming, I love you!"
This shout made him unable to concentrate mentally, and he immediately lost his sense of Qing Ming.
He quickly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, tried hard to concentrate, and slowly controlled the divine sword.
Across a dimension of space, Ye Xiaochuan is considered the first person in the Three Realms to control magic weapons from a distance. But now he is not as comfortable controlling the divine sword as usual, and the connection with the divine sword is not strong. Fortunately, Ye Xiaochuan
Over the years, I have secretly practiced the Chapter of the Undead in Volume 4 of the Book of Heaven. This chapter of magic is mainly aimed at cultivating the soul.
This method made Ye Xiaochuan's spirit extremely powerful.
In the cave, Feng Yi looked at Qing Ming who was trembling in his hands, and he was even more confused.
It was obvious that the Qingming Sword was controlled by someone, but other than Ye Xiaochuan, she could not think of anyone who could control this sword.
Feeling that the Qingming Sword seemed to be about to come out, she let go of her hand.
The Qingming Sword immediately fell to the ground, then bounced up again, dangling in the air, like a toddler or a drunken man.
Shangguan Yu said: "It is indeed a psychic sword, and it can actually make the Eight Immortals drunk."
Fengyi's eyes flickered as she looked at the Qingming Sword swaying in the air, feeling that something was wrong.
The things that happened today were stranger and weirder than the last. Fengyi couldn't figure out the sneak attack for a while, but her intuition told her that the series of things that happened in front of her didn't seem simple.
Ye Xiaochuan used his mental power to control the Qingming Sword and let the divine sword fly to the stone wall on one side. After swinging the divine sword from left to right, it began to chop at the stone wall. The sword technique was confusing, with a hammer here and a stick here and there.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on Ye Xiaochuan. Even if the Qingming Divine Sword is special and can sense his spiritual power, after all, it is in a different dimension of space and it is extremely difficult to control it.
Extremely draining of mental energy.
After the Qingming Divine Sword slashed at the stone wall, Ye Xiaochuan felt severe pain in his head and severe mental consumption. His eyes rolled, his palms left the space barrier, his arms spread wide, and he slowly floated backwards.
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Miaohua and others were shocked and rushed forward to hug him, only to find that Ye Xiaochuan had fallen into a coma.
After checking, Miaohua said to everyone: "Master Ye is fine. He just exhausted his mental energy and fell into a brief coma."
This four-dimensional space does not have the spiritual energy needed by cultivators and cannot increase cultivation, but spiritual power is different from spiritual power and can be recovered slowly. As Ye Xiaochuan fell into coma, the Qingming Sword fell to the rock with a clatter.
On the ground at the edge of the wall, the light gradually disappeared, completely losing its spirituality.