Normally, this situation of Yin spirits absorbing their own breath would not be so easily visible, but now he could see it, and he could see it clearly.
The overall situation now is that the aura on his body has turned into thousands of filaments, which are absorbed by the Yin spirit. The two parties are connected together by relying on these millions of filaments.
Moreover, what surprised Yun Yi was that what Yin Ling absorbed at this time was not the Tao Qi from his own body, but... the breath of the divine source.
At this time, Yun Yi naturally clearly felt the connection established between the Yin Spirit and the Divine Source.
This made Yun Yi feel overjoyed.
Because cultivating Yin Ling will have a great impact on oneself, and in the end it may even cause damage to one's own practice.
But now the Yin Spirit absorbs the power of the divine source, which minimizes the impact on one's own practice, and there is no need to worry about the backlash that practicing Yin Spirit will have on oneself.
"Boy, you..." Old Long Aolai suddenly became speechless.
Yun Yi chuckled and said, "This is luck. This is definitely luck."
Old Long Aolai snorted coldly and said, "I know it's your luck, but your kid's luck is too good, right?"
"I do not know either."
Yun Yi shrugged helplessly, and then said: "Anyway, now that I have mastered the ability to control this Yin spirit and have my own Yin spirit, should I give it a name?"
After thinking about it, Yun Yi made a decision and said: "Then let's call him Sword Ghost."
"ah?"
Old Long Aolai said depressedly: "Originally, I had no objection to the name you gave your Yin spirit, and I have no objection now. It's just that I'm curious, why do you want to call it Sword Ghost?"
"Knife, go ahead."
Yun Yi did not answer Old Long Aolai's question, but waved his hand directly. In an instant, the Yin Spirit in front of him turned into a dark ghost knife and slashed forward.
Boom~~
There was a loud noise, and a huge hole was cut directly into the wall next to it.
"Master, what happened?"
Outside the door, in addition to Zhang Guo, Lao Huang had also been waiting outside. When he heard the sound, he quickly asked.
Yun Yi said with an embarrassed look: "I accidentally split a wall, and... a painting on the wall was also destroyed. Isn't this painting expensive?"
"That's not important. It's just worth a few million. Master, just be fine."
"Forehead!"
Yun Yi felt that his heart was bleeding. Perhaps to the Yun family, these millions were worth nothing, and Yun Yi would not feel bad about other people's money.
But now that I am the heir to Yunzhai, all this money belongs to me!
Feeling distressed!
Yun Yi waved his hand and said: "I'm fine, just don't let anyone bother me."
"Okay, Master."
Lao Huang agreed and then became quiet again.
Only then did Yun Yi proudly say to Old Long Aolai: "Now do you know why my Yin spirit is called a sword ghost? Yin spirits can transform into various forms, and the sword is its ultimate weapon.
Strong form.”
"Why is the sword the strongest form?"
"Because it is the strongest."
Old Long Aolai: "..."
Yun Yi smiled awkwardly. He wanted to explain it to Old Long Aolai, but he couldn't explain it because it came from Su Xingchen's memory. The strongest form of Yin spirit that Su Xingchen had ever seen was a knife.
Yun Yi himself also feels this way, the sword ghost... is its strongest form.