Holding the Scarlet Sky Sword in his hand, Feng Luochen suddenly had an extremely strange feeling. The Scarlet Sky Sword in his hand seemed not to be a dead thing, but a living thing.
It seems to have its own thoughts and consciousness, and this is the sign of the birth of the sword soul. A real divine sword is not just a sharp blade.
All things in the world can actually have spirits. The spirit of the divine sword means that its own soul is born in this divine sword.
The soul in the sword has an independent consciousness and is called the sword soul by the world.
"Back then, Ling Tianjian and Xiao Qingtian were close friends. They traveled across the world together, and even died side by side in front of the demonic army. Chen'er, since you are Xiao Qingtian's successor, you are naturally not from the Tianjian Sect.
outsider."
"I will give you this Scarlet Sky Sword. This sword is extremely sharp, and it is the key to opening the Ten Thousand Swords Cave. If you have the Scarlet Sky Sword in your hand, the restrictions of the Ten Thousand Swords Cave will not exclude you."
"Uncle, this is your personal magic weapon. I can't have it. Besides, I already have the Ganjiang Sword. You can keep the Chixiao Sword. As for the Aotian Sword Intent of the Ten Thousand Swords Cave, it also depends on the fate.
.If I have no chance with him, why should I force him?" Feng Luochen waved his hands repeatedly, obviously not wanting to accept the sword.
You must know that for a swordsman, the sword is their second life. The Chixiao Sword is one of the ten famous swords in the human world, how can Feng Luochen win people's love?
"Chen'er, you don't have to be polite to me. Over the years, I have cultivated the Chixiao Sword with my own sword energy, and it is about to give birth to a sword soul. Although your Ganjiang Sword is extraordinary, I am afraid it will take more time to awaken the sword soul.
A long time.”
"Once a sword has a soul, it will make a qualitative leap. When facing an enemy, you will not be fighting alone. The divine sword has spirit. If you hold it and fight against the enemy hand in hand, you will be invincible."
"Since you were the Heaven-Qing Sword Emperor in your previous life, you should know that the sword is extremely powerful and cannot be stagnant. In fact, I have not used a sword in the past ten years. Over the years, the Red Sky Sword has also been by my side.
It’s a bit of a waste of natural resources.”
"Chen'er, I have already reached the point where no sword is better than a sword. As long as there is a sword in my heart, everything can be a sword. Even if I don't have the Chixiao Sword in my hand, I am still the strongest sword in this world."
Liu Fengyun put his hands behind his back and smiled proudly, his eyes full of confidence.
With his current attainments in swordsmanship, there is no need to draw a sword against the enemy. Wherever his heart and mind are directed, his sword energy can soar into the sky.
When Feng Luochen saw this, he no longer refused. He was a free and easy person, and being too coquettish would be unsightly.
He will remember Liu Fengyun's gift of the sword today. Maybe this is the warmth of family. In this life, he not only has parents, but also an uncle.
"By the way, uncle. Is there anything you can do to help Uncle Feng? Uncle Feng has lost all his cultivation and even broke one of his right arms. He was injured like this to protect my parents. I really
It’s because I don’t want to, seeing him depressed like this.” Feng Luochen took the Chixiao Sword, and then asked Liu Fengyun if there was any way to treat Feng Huaian.
Feng Huaian fought to the death to protect the Feng family. Now that he was in such a miserable state, Feng Luochen naturally had to find ways to help him regain his cultivation.
"Your butler has been very loyal over the years. Such loyal and brave men are rare nowadays. Alas, it's a pity that I arrived a step too late, otherwise he wouldn't have been so seriously injured."
"Naturally, I will not sit idly by and ignore his affairs. But you also know that only a strong person in the Tianzun realm can reshape his own flesh and blood. If you want to help others reshape their own flesh and blood, you must reach the God and Demon realm before you can barely do it.
Try." There was a hint of helplessness in Liu Fengyun's eyes.
With his current level of cultivation, he could not help Feng Huaian reshape his flesh and blood. Therefore, if Feng Huaian wanted to restore his broken arm, he would have to be a strong man in the realm of gods and demons to take action.
Otherwise, he can only rely on himself to break through to the Supreme Heaven Realm. The strong men in the God and Demon Realm can be said to be rare beings.
For the sake of a mortal like Feng Huaian, who would sacrifice his vitality to help him reshape his flesh and blood? It is undoubtedly a fantasy to let Feng Huaian break through to the Heavenly Realm.
"Although I have no way to help him reshape his broken right arm. But if he wants to start practicing again, it is not impossible. It's just that his qualifications are mediocre. I'm afraid that breaking through to the Taoist realm will be his limit in this life. In the future.
How high he can cultivate can only depend on himself." As soon as Liu Fengyun finished speaking, a ray of emerald green light appeared in his palm.
A strong fragrance filled the whole place in an instant. This fragrance shocked people's spirits and swept away the fatigue of the past.
Feng Luochen looked closely and saw an emerald-green pill in Liu Fengyun's palm.
"Is this? Is this the Shen Sheng Sect's Life and Creation Pill?" Feng Luochen was not unfamiliar with the smell of this pill.
Because Feng Fangfei was asleep in his previous life, he had gone to the Medicine God Sect of the Immortal Realm and obtained the pill of creation. The Medicine God Sect was keen on the way of alchemy, and many powerful sects in the Immortal Realm relied on the Medicine God Sect's elixirs.
The Yao Shen Sect has a transcendent status, and all the major sects in the immortal world dare not offend them easily. Even though the disciples of the Yao Shen Sect are not good at fighting, the Yao Shen Sect is also ranked among the eight major sects in the immortal world.
And this Life and Creation Pill was refined by the master of Yaoshen Sect. This pill contains vitality and can bring life to the dead, flesh and white bones.
"Yes, this is the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill. Back then, I didn't want Ah Xue to pass away, so I went to Yaoshen Sect to get three Sheng Sheng Good Fortune Pills. However, Ah Xue had passed away. Even though she had taken two Sheng Sheng Good Fortune Pills, she had never
wake up."
"Let me give this last Life and Creation Pill to your steward. Although this pill cannot help him reshape his broken arm, there should be no problem in restoring the damaged Dantian. As for what he can do in the future
How far he goes depends entirely on his own fortune." Feng Luochen took the Life and Creation Pill, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.
He chatted with Liu Fengyun for a while, then said goodbye and left. The black-clad butler appeared again, and he guided Feng Luochen out of Fengyun Villa.
After Feng Luochen left, Liu Fengyun still stood with his hands behind his hands. He looked at Liu Yixue's tombstone, his eyes full of tenderness.
He continues to accompany the love in his heart. Even if ten years have passed, he may still not be able to forget her.
Feng Luochen left Fengyun Manor and immediately headed towards Feng Mansion. It was almost dusk, and before he knew it, he had stayed in Fengyun Manor all day long.
At the same time, Feng Luochen also made a decision in his heart. After Feng Huaian's injury was cured, it was time for him to leave.
He will go to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in Yunnan to learn the meaning of the Aotian Sword in the Ten Thousand Swords Cave. After Feng Huai'an lost all his cultivation, he moved back to his residence from Feng Luochen's courtyard.
Even though the spiritual energy in Feng Luochen's courtyard is rich, what's the use if he can't practice now? He is sitting in his small courtyard, with a pot of good wine and a few side dishes in front of him.
Feng Huaian poured a glass of wine and drank it down immediately. The wine was a fine daughter's red, which should have been mellow in the mouth, but now it was extremely bitter.
Feng Huaian was alone here, drinking and pouring himself. He seemed extremely leisurely, but in fact he was extremely lonely. As a swordsman, he lost his right arm to hold the sword.
As a warrior, his cultivation was ruined. Although Feng Huaian didn't say it, he was naturally extremely disappointed in his heart.
At this moment, Feng Luochen suddenly pushed open the door and entered. Looking at Feng Huaian's lonely appearance, he knew what he was thinking.
My Uncle Feng worked hard all his life for the Feng family. He never thought that in the end, he would become a useless person.
The creation elixir has endless uses, and repairing the damaged Dantian is naturally a piece of cake. But if Feng Huaian were to sink like this, his achievements in life would probably stop at the Qi Refining realm.
Therefore, Feng Luochen not only wanted to cure Feng Huaian's injuries, but also let him regain his ambition. This path of cultivation is already extremely boring.
A truly strong person not only needs incredible qualifications and hard work, but most importantly, they also need an indomitable heart.
If there is no ambition, there will be no future. The path of cultivation is like this, and so is life.
"Master, you are here." Feng Huaian's voice sounded extremely lonely. His right arm was empty, and he only used his left arm to raise a glass of wine.
At this time, Feng Huaian was not as high-spirited as usual. At this time, he seemed like an old man in his twilight years.
"Uncle Feng, are you just giving up? Have you never thought about starting to practice again?" Seeing Feng Huaian so depressed, Feng Luochen felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
He sat opposite Feng Huaian, and his words were extremely serious.
"Cultivation? How can I practice? Even if my Dantian is restored, what will happen to my broken right arm? I am a swordsman, and I have lost my right hand to hold the sword. What else can I do?" Feng
Huai'an smiled extremely miserably, and two lines of tears shed from the corners of his eyes.
At this moment, he could be described as extremely desperate. With his remaining left arm, he swept down the wine pot and dishes in front of him.
Feng Huai'an is a swordsman. If he can't use a sword, what's the point of living? At this moment, in front of Feng Luochen.
He no longer tried to hide his emotions that were about to collapse.
"Haha, maybe all of this is fate. God took pity on me and spared me a life. But it took away my right arm holding the knife. Maybe all of this is my fate.
"Feng Huaian vented his emotions, sometimes angry, sometimes miserable.
He seemed to have figured out something, and continued to talk to himself alone, regardless of Feng Luochen's presence.
"All living things in this world are just God's playthings in the world. If he lets you live, you can live. If he lets you die, you must die. Even if you resist unyieldingly, in the end it will be nothing more than a bowl of loess."
"People often use cats and dogs as playthings for people to have fun. They even use donkeys and horses as mounts for people to ride on. All this is because we are stronger than them. As everyone knows, we are just God's pawns for entertainment in the world.
.The cycle of heaven is irreversible, and all living beings are just pawns."