Chapter Eighty-fifth: The Immortal Sword Has Spirit
Time passed by in a hurry, and before he knew it, Linghu Heng had been meditating for more than an hour before he slowly finished. As soon as he opened his eyes, the mysterious color in his eyes flashed past, and then slowly returned to normal, as if he was shocked.
Hong took a glance and disappeared in an instant.
Linghu Heng remembered Wu Zhen's injury and ran over quickly. When he saw Wu Zhen sitting on the ground, Linghu Heng couldn't suppress a hint of excitement in his voice: "Big guy, are you okay?"
Wu Zhen scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said with a naive smile: "It's okay, it's all thanks to you this time, junior brother." Wu Zhen had already learned from Yue'er and Yang Zhishuang that it was Linghu Heng who single-handedly turned the tide of the crisis.
He defeated the giant fairy sword in a dangerous situation and healed his wounds.
Yang Zhishuang and Yue'er looked at Linghu Heng with curious expressions. Yue'er asked curiously: "Big bad guy, what is the red light in your eyes? How come he is all healed all at once?"
Linghu Heng was speechless for a moment and didn't know where to start. Seeing that Linghu Heng was speechless, Yang Zhishuang said, "Forget it, Yue'er, let's think about how to get to the next floor."
Yue'er said with lingering fear: "Are you still going? Who knows if there will be such perverted things ahead!"
Linghu Heng's inner struggle finally came to fruition at this moment, and he slowly said: "That red light is my special ability..."
"Special ability? What does it come from?" The three people asked almost in unison.
Linghu Heng collected his thoughts and then slowly said: "I have had this ability since I was a child. As long as I am willing, I can emit red light from my eyes. This red light can cure almost all diseases..."
Yue'er exclaimed: "What, cure all diseases?"
Linghu Heng nodded and continued: "However, whenever I use this ability, I will fall into a deep sleep, and I will sleep for many days. Since I have practiced spiritual power, I have never fallen asleep with red light, but have changed.
It consumes spiritual energy."
Yue'er said in surprise: "That means that as long as you have spiritual power, you can always heal?"
Linghu Heng said: "Theoretically, this is correct, but it can only heal the wounds caused by being hit, and the other effects are not great..."
"That's enough, hee hee, you bad guy, I didn't expect you to be of some use!" Yue'er looked at Linghu Heng, as if she saw a mobile elixir that could cure all diseases.
Several black lines appeared on Linghu Heng's forehead: "This is my secret, I hope you won't tell it everywhere."
Yang Zhishuang knew why Linghu Heng said this. After all, in this era, people with supernatural powers are regarded as monsters. If others find out, they might catch Linghu Heng and kill him as a monster. Just listen
Yang Zhishuang said: "Don't worry, Mr. Linghu, we won't tell your secrets!"
Linghu Heng felt relieved and said: "Thank you!" Everyone could feel the sincerity in his tone. For so long, Linghu Heng had kept this secret alone, and today he finally got to tell it to others, and he seemed particularly relaxed.
, the whole person became energetic.
"Hey, what's wrong with your fairy sword..." Yue'er was surprised to find that the "Bi Yue" fairy sword in Linghu Heng's hand actually shone red one after another in Linghu Heng's hand, like a magical magic weapon.
Linghu Heng frowned and said, "Did you damage the fairy sword after absorbing the giant sword?" Suddenly, a burst of heat flowed from the fairy sword into Linghu Heng's palm, and went up from the palm of his hand.
, headed straight for Linghu Heng’s forehead.
This incident shocked Linghu Heng, and he quickly threw the fairy sword to the ground. With a "clang" sound, the fairy sword weighing several hundred kilograms fell to the ground. A voice suddenly appeared in Linghu Heng's mind: "
Ouch!"
Linghu Heng's nerves, which were already frightened, almost collapsed at this moment: "Who?"
Yue'er looked around strangely and said, "What, is anyone here?"
Yang Zhishuang also looked towards the stairs: "There is no one there, Mr. Linghu, who are you talking about?"
At this moment, Linghu Heng was completely shocked by reality because the voice in his mind said: "It's not me yet!"
Linghu Heng said in his heart: "Who are you? How...how did you get into my mind? Get out of here quickly!"
The voice said aggrievedly: "It's not you who took me into the fairy sword, so naturally I will follow you!"
Linghu Heng's mind didn't turn around for a while: "What, I put you into the fairy sword? When did I... Hey, wait, are you the giant sword?"
The voice said aggrievedly: "It's not me, but you still threw me to the ground. Don't you know that even a fairy sword will hurt!"
Linghu Heng felt funny for a while: "You also feel pain?"
The voice said: "That's for sure. In addition to not having a real sword body, I am already a real sword spirit!"
Linghu Heng had already let down his guard, because he noticed that the sword spirit was as smart as a child, capable of grievances, coquettishness, and pride. He smiled slightly: "Do you have a name?"
The voice was silent for a while and said: "No...but, I still like to be called Sword Spirit."
Linghu Heng picked up the fairy sword that had turned into light red from the ground and muttered: "'Bi Yue' is definitely not suitable for you to use..."
Before he finished speaking, the voice protested: "It's definitely not suitable. How can I, a great sword spirit, use such a girlish name!"
Linghu Heng secretly laughed: "Do you still know the differences between genders?"
The voice said proudly: "That's natural!"
Linghu Heng carefully observed the blade of the new fairy sword and found that there was no sharp edge! He couldn't help but be surprised and said: "Did you transform 'Bi Yue'?"
The voice said proudly: "That's natural. For such a trivial matter, I can just move my fingers with my sword!"
Linghu Heng had a thought in his mind and said: "In this case, you can call me 'Wufeng'!"
The voice was disappointed: "How can it be possible? This name is too clumsy and not domineering at all! It doesn't fit the style of this Sword Spirit. Change it, change it!"
Linghu Heng snickered and said: "Why not? You are Wu Feng yourself, why not call it Wu Feng? Besides, think about it, when you defeat your opponent and say that you are Wu Feng and defeat the immortal sword that has already opened its edge, then
How majestic it must be!”
The voice said doubtfully: "Really?...Okay, let's call this sword spirit 'Wufeng'! I'm sleepy now, so I'll just lie down in your body. Don't call me if you have nothing to do. Don't call me if you have something to do."
Find me!" After saying that, no matter how Linghu Heng shouted, Wu Feng remained silent...
Seeing Linghu Heng standing there steadily, Yang Zhishuang and Yue'er thought that Linghu Heng had been hit by the facts. Also, the principle of sword cultivation is that the sword stays with the person, and the sword forgets the person and dies. Now Linghu Heng's fairy sword has changed beyond recognition.
, it’s no wonder that Linghu Heng was so sad. It’s just a pity that they interpreted the conversation between Linghu Heng and Wu Feng in their minds as Linghu Heng’s heartbreak. It must be said that women’s imaginations are rich enough.
After Linghu Heng came to his senses, he said calmly: "It turns out that it was just modified. It's okay. From now on, this fairy sword will be called 'Wufeng'!"
Yue'er asked curiously: "Why is it called this? Hey, how come your fairy sword really doesn't open at all?"
Linghu Heng weighed the fairy sword in his hand. It was at least two hundred kilograms heavier than before. Even if he could suppress his opponent just by weight, why would he need to attack! He didn't care about this matter at all, and just said lightly: "We still
Let’s go to the next level!”
After saying that, he took the lead and walked ahead. Both Yue'er and Yang Zhishuang could see the confusion in each other's eyes, but they still followed...
At this moment, the elders guarding the tower finally passed through the obstacles and came to the stairs leading to the twentieth floor. Luo Qian was unlucky because Linghu Heng had intentionally not cleared all the people on the fourteenth to nineteenth floors.
The sword energy, and in order to catch up with Linghu Heng and the others faster, he did not take action to eliminate it, so he suffered the pain of the tower guardian elders and had to attack them layer by layer. And this also delayed Luo Qian's own final goal.
It was the best time for treatment. At this time, Luo Qian was already breathing out more and breathing in less. I have to say that this is karma, and he is not happy at all.
The elder guarding the tower did not see the fight between Linghu Heng and the giant fairy sword, nor did he see the scene where Luo Qian was accidentally injured. He looked at Luo Qian lying in a pool of blood in surprise, not thinking about what happened, and quickly
He found the teleportation talisman in Luo Qian's arms, said "Quick", and sent Luo Qian out of the Wanjian Tower. Then he turned around and thought: "What happened on the twentieth floor? Where are the four people?"
Where are you now?"
At this moment, Linghu Heng and the others were already on the stairs leading to the 22nd floor. In fact, it was not Linghu Heng and the others who were faster, but the giant fairy sword, which is now the Edgeless Sword Spirit, that took down everyone after the 20th floor.
All the sword energy has been completely absorbed, so it gave birth to such a huge sword body, as well as good spiritual intelligence. Speaking of it, it is really God's will. Back then, Linghu Heng's ancestor met him in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower.
When it came to this sword energy, which was the predecessor of Wufeng Sword Spirit, it was still a small sword energy, just a little bigger than the ordinary sword energy. However, in order to understand the movement technique, Linghu Heng's ancestor did not
Take action to subdue it. The Wufeng Sword Spirit has been wandering around in the upper floors of Wanjian Tower for decades, gradually absorbing other sword energy, and then slowly formed the sword body, and possesses good spiritual intelligence. Today
, it just happened to wander down to the twentieth floor, trying to absorb the sword energy that it had driven down to the bottom floor to fill its stomach, when it happened to meet Linghu Heng and the others, and then there was that big battle.
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But Linghu Heng and the others didn't know that there was no sword energy since the twentieth floor and above. All the sword energy was concentrated on Wufeng Sword Spirit. It can be said that Linghu Heng got the most valuable sword energy in Wanjian Tower.
The treasure! It's just that Linghu Heng doesn't know anything about it now. He is very depressed now: "Why is there nothing on the twenty-first floor? Hey, it's like this again on the twenty-second floor! Who can tell me why this is?!"