The flying sword screamed shrilly, and the black mist was blown away by the thunder. Countless blood lights turned into gray smoke in the dazzling electric light.
Luo Zhenfan couldn't even scream, and blood surged from his mouth. He fell to the ground, clutching his chest, and his face was twisted, looking extremely painful.
Chen Hao reached out and grabbed it, and the flying sword flew over automatically and landed on his hand.
At this moment, he was able to completely suppress this evil treasure.
Chen Hao walked up to Luo Zhenfan, pointed his flying sword, and said calmly: "Little brother, do you now know what misunderstandings there are about cultivators?"
It took Luo Zhenfan a long time to stop vomiting blood, with a look of extreme fear in his eyes: "I know, I am your younger brother, senior, please don't kill me. I am willing to sincerely change my ways and become a good person from now on. Please give me a chance."
Chen Haodao: "I want to give you a chance, but I don't know if the people of the Guliang Sect and the Jinyang Sect will give you a chance, and whether the hundreds of elders and disciples of the Shadowless Sword Sect will give you a chance?"
As he said that, he was about to stab him with his sword.
Luo Zhenfan said anxiously: "Senior, don't you want to know how a warrior like me made the flying sword magic weapon?"
"oh?"
Chen Hao paused: "I am indeed a little interested, but it is impossible for you to use this to blackmail me into letting you go."
Luo Zhenfan said hurriedly: "Senior, I don't want to threaten you, but everyone cherishes their lives, and it is good to live a little longer. Maybe after I finish speaking, you will change your mind and spare me."
Chen Hao sneered: "You tell me."
He could see that Luo Zhenfan was trying to stall for time, as if he was waiting for something, but he didn't care.
After reaching the late stage of Qi refining in his cultivation and refining the Nine-turn Exquisite Pagoda, Chen Hao didn't believe that anyone else in the world could hurt him.
Luo Zhenfan calmed down for a while and said: "The reason why I can control the flying sword is because I accidentally obtained a secret mental method. According to the secret method, as long as you persist in communicating with the flying sword magic weapon for a long time, you can establish a mind-body connection, and then gradually strengthen it.
, until finally able to control it.”
Chen Hao asked in surprise: "You can establish a mental connection with a magic weapon without magic power?"
Luo Zhenfan said: "It's possible, but the conditions are very strict. First, you have to find a flying sword magic weapon that matches you. I don't know how to describe this fit. It's like being destined. The first time I see it, I feel close to you.
, which suits your own feelings.”
Chen Hao sarcastically said: "This flying sword evil treasure sucks human essence and blood. It is cruel and evil. It is indeed very suitable for you."
Luo Zhenfan smiled coquettishly: "Then it's communication. According to the secret method, there are strict regulations on the place, time and method to communicate the flying sword magic weapon. It must be the place with the richest aura of heaven and earth, it must be the quietest hour of midnight, and at the same time it must be
The essence of the moonlight shines, and communication must be sincere and wholehearted, without any distracting thoughts."
Chen Haodao: "Why does it feel like a religious belief?"
Luo Zhenfan said: "It is indeed similar. In fact, this method of communication is to worship the flying sword magic weapon as if it is a god. However, religious belief is to obtain spiritual comfort, while communicating with the flying sword magic weapon is to be able to finally control it.
"
Chen Hao asked: "How long does it take to establish a mental connection with Feijian?"
Luo Zhenfan said: "I communicated for two hours every day without interruption. It took me thirty years to finally establish a negligible mental connection with Feijian."
The words are quite sad.
Thirty years!
Chen Hao was also quite surprised.
Even for a warrior, it is equivalent to half a lifetime.
Luo Zhenfan said: "Then it took me another five years to strengthen this insignificant mental connection to a clear point. It will be another five years, that is, a few months ago, before I can truly control it."
Chen Haodao: "In other words, it took you a total of forty years to control the flying sword."
Luo Zhenfan said: "Yes, after I was able to control the flying sword, I couldn't wait to destroy the Jinyang Sect, Guliang Sect and Xuanguang Sect. However, because I just started to control it, I was not proficient in control, which caused many problems, resulting in every time I used it.
When flying swords, my mind will suffer backlash, and I may even be slightly injured. I have been adjusting for several months, and it was not until last night that I was able to fully control it. I was about to show off my power and sweep across the enemy, when I unexpectedly met you."
Having said this, he couldn't help but laugh miserably.
It took forty years to refine the flying sword magic weapon, but in the end it was only powerful for one day. How sad.
Chen Hao was stunned.
No wonder Luo Zhenfan refined the flying sword magic weapon a few months ago, but he only managed to defeat the Guliang Sect's formation, and after killing the Guliang Sect leader and the Jinyang Sect leader, he stopped taking action.
I see.
It seemed that Lin Jianping was right. Luo Zhenfan had no intention of letting go of the three factions. He forced the Guliang and Jinyang factions to surrender, and coerced Meng Feiran to betray the Xuanguang Sect and seize the position of the sect leader. This was just a temporary expedient.
When the flying sword magic weapon was completely fine, he started killing people.
Chen Hao asked: "Where did you get the magic of flying swords that can absorb people's essence and blood to strengthen themselves?"
Meng Feiran said: "It also comes from the secret method of controlling the flying sword. However, the secret method cannot be used as a last resort. Don't do this, because after the flying sword absorbs human essence and blood, it will become cold and evil and full of negative aura. Feijian and I have a relationship
Due to the connection between the mind and the body, it is easy to be infected and gradually turn into an irrational, bloodthirsty lunatic, who would be worse off than dead."
Chen Hao nodded, what he said was true.
Not to mention warriors, even cultivators who use evil treasures for a long time will be backlashed, become extreme and vicious, use whatever means necessary, and eventually lead to death.
"What about your Shadowless Sword Sect's great formation? Who helped you set it up?"
Chen Hao asked again: "I can see clearly that it is definitely not an ordinary martial arts formation, but the handiwork of a cultivator. Don't tell me, it also comes from a secret method."
Luo Zhenfan hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, Chen Hao felt something in his heart and looked up at the sky.
Whoosh!
I saw a ray of sword light shooting out at an unparalleled speed. In an instant, it came close and stopped.
It was an old man who looked to be in his fifties, wearing a worn Taoist robe, with a Taoist bun, and a blue sword at his feet, standing in the air.
Luo Zhenfan suddenly felt as if he had seen a savior, his face was full of excitement, and he said loudly: "Grandpa, you are finally here, please save your grandson!"
A cultivator?
Chen Hao's expression changed, and he instantly sensed the mana fluctuations in the old man's worn Taoist robe.
This was the first time he saw other cultivators with his own eyes, and his expression immediately became solemn.
The old man in the worn Taoist robe was even more shocked.
He also sensed the aura on Chen Hao's body and knew that he was a cultivator of immortality like himself.
But why is this immortal cultivator so young?
Although immortal cultivators have skills in maintaining their appearance, during the Qi refining period, they can only delay aging. It is absolutely impossible for them to remain the same as they were in their twenties when they are seventy or eighty years old.