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Chapter two hundred and eighty: ancient sword repair

Dreams come from the heart, and the scenes in the dream may seem real or fake, and may be false or false, letting out the true emotions buried deep in the heart.

At this time, Kong Fei stared at the scene in front of him, a rare and extremely clear complex color flashing through his eyes.

In the demonic barrier, Jiang Ling'er possessed overwhelming power. He held a divine sword in his hand. Every time he swung it, countless demons were slaughtered. Jiang Ling'er seemed extremely excited and laughed happily.

When I got up, I was not as cautious as I had seen him.

But just in the blink of an eye, he found that his parents, brothers, neighbors, and clan members had all been disemboweled by a pitch-black monster. He screamed in anger and pointed at that person with the divine sword in his hand.

The monster's head was chopped off.

At this moment, there was a strong sense of sadness permeating the entire space. Even Kong Fei, who was watching quietly from the side, seemed to be infected by this emotion and sighed softly.

Kong Fei naturally recognized that the dark monster just now was exactly the same as the monster that slaughtered the entire village. Normally, this girl was not so sad, but he never thought that this matter had been weighing on her heart and could only be vented in this dream.

One or two.

After a while, Kong Fei was about to leave, but suddenly he saw that the scene in front of him changed again. Among the demon lords, Jiang Ling'er, who was now an accomplished practitioner, was holding the divine sword that was showing its power just now in his hand, and was facing the child-like figure in front of him.

The Demon Lord threw it in front of him and said coldly, "You gave me the sword as a gift when you were young, and now I will return it to you..."

Seeing this scene, Kong Fei's old face was full of astonishment. He never thought that Jiang Ling'er, who had received the sword from the Demon Lord with a face of joy a few months ago, would still have such thoughts.

While Kong Fei was astonished, the surrounding scenery changed again. Kong Fei looked around, with a look of surprise on his face. This was the small courtyard where he lived.

In front of the small courtyard, another person stood in front of Jiang Ling'er, but saw Jiang Ling'er, who was extremely cultivated, hit him on the face with a "slap", and said in a bad tone, "You taught me a lesson back then, telling me not to be with him."

The Demon Lord walked too close, huh, who is he, and who are you, this old guy? If you hadn't saved my life, now it would be more than just a slap..."

Looking at the scene in front of him quietly, he had mixed feelings in his heart, but Kong Fei naturally understood in his heart that these thoughts were just a subconscious vent in Jiang Ling'er's heart. Even if Hou Zhen had a profound cultivation level, he would not see it.

He really knows how to do what he did in the dream. These are just unwillingness to accept his own weakness.

Even after understanding this, Kong Fei still felt quite uncomfortable. As the images in front of him blurred, Kong Fei knew clearly that this was a sign that Jiang Ling'er was about to wake up.

At this moment, with his own help, the raging true demon energy in Jiang Ling'er's body has been suppressed.

At that moment, Kong Fei did not hesitate, and with a slight change of consciousness, he escaped from this world.

During the awakening, Jiang Ling'er had slowly woken up. Seeing this, the old man giving the lecture breathed a long sigh of relief, "It will be good when you wake up, it will be good when you wake up. It would be a pity if such a good seedling is ruined."

"

As the old man spoke, he waved his hand and drove back the children who had gathered out of curiosity one by one.

"If Elder Kong hadn't been here, I'm afraid you, the little girl, would have been in danger. You have to thank Elder Kong very much!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ling'er glanced at Kong Fei, as if thinking of some things in the dream just now, her eyes were a little dodgey, "Thank you, Elder Kong.

If you save me this time, if there is an afterlife, Ling'er is willing to be an ox or a horse to repay the elder's great kindness."

Saying that, he gave a weak blessing.

"It's fine as long as it's okay, but in cultivation you need to be able to relax and don't push yourself too hard."

After saying that, Kong Fei flashed and turned into a black light and galloped away without any hesitation.

After returning to the hospital where he lived, Kong Fei was not in a hurry to start practicing as before, but began to think silently. The scenes in Jiang Ling'er's dream just now completely aroused some thoughts in Kong Fei's mind. Maybe it was

After experiencing some hardships, Jiang Ling'er's mind is obviously more complicated than other children.

From the time when Kong Fei rescued Jiang Ling'er from the beast, to a few months ago when the hospital reminded Jiang Ling'er of some principles of human conduct, he never expected that the other party not only refused to accept it, but also had thoughts of revenge later. This made

Kong Fei's originally clear mind began to become blurry. He was kind to others, but suffered bad consequences. What is good? What is evil?

As he thought about it, Kong Fei's mind unconsciously recalled the conversation he had with Zhao Chengyun, "In the final analysis, the essence of cultivating immortals is just to follow one's own will. The creatures in the world, whether human, demon, or

It is other existences that have spiritual wisdom, joy and anger, and then good and evil, and then there are all kinds of disputes. Whether it is joy, anger, good, or evil, it is just the nature of living beings. Since

It’s true, it’s what you want, so why bother suppressing it!”

"Ben, good and evil, joy and anger..."

Kong Fei kept chewing these words in his mouth, and something vaguely flashed through his mind, but when he was about to search carefully, it was all blurry, and it felt like seeing flowers in the fog.

At this moment, Kong Fei, who was immersed in his own thoughts, suddenly moved and looked into the void. After a while, two shadows, an old man and a young man, fell down.

"Haha, are you still used to Elder Kong living here? I came here today specifically to say thank you to Elder Kong."

The old man in front of him was none other than the old demon Lu Kun, one of the two guardians of the demon. Seeing Kong Fei at this moment, he laughed happily, which was completely different from his attitude when he first met a few months ago.

Before Kong Fei could say anything, Old Demon Lu Kun pulled a young man who looked to be ten years old next to him and said with a frown, "Why don't you come and see Elder Kong soon? If it weren't for the rhinoceros horn that Elder Kong brought, you

The boy is still lying half-dead on the black ice. I really don’t know how I, Lu Kun, can have a grandson like you who can’t hold up the wall!"

As he said that, he gave the young man a hard push and pushed him in front of him.

"My dear, Lu Ming, I have met Elder Kong!"

The young man casually cupped his hands and spoke directly. His nonchalant attitude made Old Demon Lu Kun frown at the side. However, due to the presence of Kong Fei, he could not reprimand him too much, so he could only snort coldly.

The Lu Ming in front of him is young, but he looks like he has been drained by alcohol and sex. His face is sallow, his eyes are dark, and he looks listless. His strength can reach the middle stage of foundation building. The old demon Lu Kun who has been in power all his life has this

Raising grandchildren is probably a headache.

"Haha, just wake up. I'm just running errands for my nephew... Now that Senior Lu is here, I just have a question that I would like to ask. Demons have been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and I must also know some about some ancient legends.

, I wonder if Senior Lu has ever heard of the ancient sword cultivator lineage?"

Kong Fei seemed to ask casually. Originally, he could go to Hidden Demon Peak to ask the mysterious old man, or

After consulting the classics, Kong Fei felt that since the old man took him to the cave a few months ago and forced him to explore the secrets in the jade slips, Kong Fei felt that the old man was a little moody, and because of his guilty conscience, he had not moved around for a long time.

"Ancient sword cultivator?"

Hearing this, Old Demon Lu Kun pondered for a long time, seemed to have thought of something, and nodded, "I have seen some records from an ancient book before. It is said that in ancient times, the sword cultivator lineage was overwhelming the world, and the cultivators at that time were not

Refining qi, not refining gods, all rely on flying swords that are intertwined with one's life to travel across the world. These swords are cultivated to nourish the sword, and the soul is used to nourish the sword. Once the sword is mastered, it can kill all demons, demons and gods, almost unparalleled in an era."

"Oh? Then why did the sword cultivator lineage disappear later?"

Kong Fei heard this and asked curiously.

"Maybe it's because of different pursuits. In ancient times, demons were rampant and survival was miserable. Each of these swordsmen had unparalleled combat power and were almost invincible at the same level. Only in this way could they survive in the ancient times when demons were rampant. However, these swordsmen usually

Extreme, drawing swords against each other when they disagree, only seeking satisfaction and retribution, living happily in the world, not seeking to explore the way of heaven, lacking a little understanding, and there are very few people who can achieve the way of enlightenment by practicing sword practice. Later, the demons receded, and the human world

Purity, some cultivators began to pursue immortality and long-term vision, and gradually gave up the lineage of swordsmanship, comprehended the world, and refined themselves. This was how the world of immortality prospered later."

"Juniors have heard that some sword cultivators at that time were able to collect murderous energy through some means. I wonder if seniors have heard of this?"

Kong Fei's eyes moved slightly and he spoke softly.

"Haha, you know a lot, but it's not comprehensive enough. At that time, the sword cultivator lineage dominated the world, and various divine swords and magic swords emerged in endlessly. It's not much worse than today's heyday of cultivating immortals. Some sword cultivators use it to cultivate swords, which will bring all the swordsmen to the world.

The blood, essence, soul and magic sword are integrated into one, and controlled by consciousness. This method can even last for a long time to a certain extent; some sword cultivators forge swords and bury themselves in sword tombs.

The earth is washed with sword energy, and the soul, after being trained, is a peerless sword. There are also some sword modifications like you said, collecting some murderous energy, anger, resentment and even ghost energy, and refining them with secret methods.

Chengfa sword has all kinds of incredible miraculous effects, but even during the prosperity of ancient swordsmanship, this kind of sword cultivation was just a flash in the pan and soon disappeared in the long river of history."

"Why is this?"

Kong Fei frowned when he heard this and said a little puzzled.

"It is not difficult to understand that these magic swords made from various murderous and ghostly auras can only be nourished by the soul. However, the soul of a cultivator is the root of life. If it is infiltrated by these murderous auras and ghostly auras, you can know it without thinking.

Whatever the outcome, no matter how powerful the spiritual soul of the cultivator is, it is impossible to maintain these magic swords for a long time, and they will eventually become history."

Old Demon Lu Kun said calmly, with a hint of disapproval in his voice. Obviously, in the mind of Old Demon Lu Kun, this method of using the soul to warm the magic sword was simply a whimsical and self-destructive move.

"If you think about it carefully, this method of warming up the magical sword is indeed not advisable, but this junior is more curious about the method of collecting murderous energy."

Kong Fei nodded and said casually.

"There is no detailed record of this..."

Having said this, Old Demon Lu Kun frowned, thought carefully for a moment, and then continued, "It seems that there is only one paradoxical statement, 'Only by using the original spirit as a bowl can one carry supernatural powers'!"


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