Zhang Ruochen was sure that what he heard was the sword soul, not the sword intent, or the sword spirit.

Ling Feiyu's slender body, like a feather, flew gently and fell into the surface of Yunhu Lake, without any ripples under his feet.

"Zheng!"

With the sound of a sword sounding, a holy sword had appeared in her snow-white jade hand.

The sword is cold like frost.

It was not until this moment that Zhang Ruochen discovered that the sword in Ling Feiyu's hand was the Burial Heaven Sword taken away by the Qingtian Blood Emperor, and it was one of the six swords that locked the King of Hades.

The Qingtian Blood Emperor has been killed by Chi Yao, and the immortal blood clans in Kunlun Realm have been almost wiped out.

Today, Kunlun Realm is an era of great unification. The human race is king, all parties surrender, and all races come to pay tribute, and the empress is the only one. It is normal for the Burial Heaven Sword to return to Ling Feiyu's hands.

Ling Feiyu raised the Burial Sky Sword, stepped on the water, and waved it.

People, swords, and lakes seem to be blended into a beautiful landscape painting, ethereal and out of the dust, and every movement has been refined thousands of times.

While dancing the sword, she was also explaining to Zhang Ruochen.

"Overall sword practitioners practice sword moves."

"Those who have achieved something for the first time are practicing sword energy."

"A true sword cultivator cultivates sword intent."

Ling Feiyu's moves were very clumsy at first, just like a warrior who was about to learn swords. Gradually, the moves became more and more exquisite, and the sharp sword energy was also evaporated, as if a sword practitioner was growing.

"Cultivating Jianyi is a small achievement, and it has just been a preliminary step."

"Cultivating to become Sword Seven is considered to enter the house. If you have no regrets in the sword, you can be named the Sword Saint. If you stab it with one sword, the sword intent can be condensed into shape and kill people thousands of miles away."

"Cultivating to become Sword Eight can cultivate the mysterious sword art. It can be broken without any strength and indestructible, it can cut mountains and rivers and break stars."

"Cultivating to Sword Nine means that one can cultivate the soul of sword intent, called the sword soul."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen's eyes became extremely bright, and he said, "Can the soul of sword intent and sword intent have souls?"

"Wow—"

On the lake, Ling Feiyu's pretty figure gradually faded and finally disappeared, leaving only the Burial Heaven Sword floating on the water, swallowing and spitting out the sword light.

It seemed as if everything just now was a dream.

It was not until this moment that Zhang Ruochen discovered that Ling Feiyu had been standing beside him from beginning to end and had never left.

"return."

Ling Feiyu called out, and then the Zangtian Sword flew back and disappeared into her body.

"Who was the person who danced the sword just now?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Ling Feiyu said: "It is my sword soul, the soul of sword intent."

Zhang Ruochen was extremely envious and said, "How powerful is the sword soul?"

"What's more terrifying is that it can directly attack the enemy's holy soul. With my current cultivation level, relying solely on strength, I can only fight with the weaker four-step holy king. However, when using the sword soul, I have some potential to cut off the five-step holy king and six-step holy king, thereby severely hurting them or even killing them. Of course, I may also die in their hands, after all, the gap in the realm is too big!" Ling Feiyu said.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "What is your current state?"

"The two-step holy king, or the three-step holy king, has not been tested on the Nine-step Road to Heaven, so I am not sure what level it is." Ling Feiyu said.

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath. With her cultivation level, some people may kill the Six-Step Holy King, who are worthy of being a person who has cultivated Jian Jiu to the Great Perfection.

The Holy King comprehended the rules of the holy path, and there was a huge gap in every step. It was already quite amazing to be able to fight across a realm. In a big world, they are all top-level geniuses.

According to Zhang Ruochen's calculation, even if he reaches the realm of the Holy King, he can only compete with others in two steps at most. If he wants to take three steps, he will only have a major breakthrough in the way of time and space.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Your sword talent can be compared with Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen. How about you be named Queen of the Sword?"

Ling Feiyu rolled his eyes and said, "Your swordsmanship talent is actually above me. However, the time you spend on swordsmanship is far less than me. You must know that I have practiced for more than 300 years. Moreover... I have practiced for seven generations in "Seven Life and Seven Death Map", and have experienced the ups and downs of life. This is something that others do not have. At that time, my cultivation level far exceeded you, and I naturally got much more benefits than you."

In "Seven Life and Seven Deaths", the higher the cultivation level, the greater the benefits you get.

I have to say that the relationship between Ling Feiyu and Zhang Ruochen is quite wonderful, and it can be said that he is both a teacher, a friend and a beauty.

Zhang Ruochen was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, playing with the divine seal of merit in his hand, nodded, and said, "You are right. My biggest disadvantage is that my cultivation time is too short and my foundation is insufficient. Fortunately, I have the sixth-generation insights in the "Seven Life and Seven Death Picture" so that I will not fall behind. Otherwise, I will integrate the memories and cultivation insights of the seventh generation to make myself stronger?"

Hearing this, Ling Feiyu's cold face showed an unnatural look, but he pretended to be calm and said, "It's up to you!"

Ling Feiyu's figure shook for a moment, and then disappeared from the bank of Yunhu Lake.

Just looking at Ling Feiyu's performance, Zhang Ruochen knew that something unusual might have happened in the seventh generation. After being silent for a long time, he still did not touch the memory of the seventh generation and said to himself: "Wait a little longer!"

Zhang Ruochen collected the divine seal of merit and took out the white bone scepter left by King Ze.

A holy staff is made of a complete human spine, one by one. At the top of the staff is a skull with long black hair, which is dispersed from the skull.

"What a heavy bone staff, it probably has hundreds of thousands of pounds. It seems that it is really made of the bones of the Great Sage."

Zhang Ruochen carefully untied the holy power sealed outside the bone rod, and with a thunder, the bone rod trembled violently.

A roar came from the skull's mouth, like a rolling divine thunder rushing towards him, which made Zhang Ruochen's ears sting and his body flew backwards.

The bone staff broke free from Zhang Ruochen's shackles and flew out, trying to escape.

In an instant, the sky above the Cloud Lake was filled with wind and thunder, and the demonic aura condensed into a black cloud.

"So powerful, can you escape by yourself?"

Zhang Ruochen landed on the ground, moved his arms that were a little numb and numb. Then, he used the space movement to chase after him, grabbed the bone staff with both hands again, and mobilized the Pure Destroy Divine Fire.

"Chichi."

Zhang Ruochen dragged the bone staff back to the shore, inserted it suddenly on the ground, suppressed it tightly, and began to refine it using the Jingmiao Divine Fire.

It took half an hour for Zhang Ruochen to suppress the evil aura, and gradually, the bone staff became calm.

Zhang Ruochen opened the sky eye between his eyebrows and observed carefully. He found that the surface of the bone staff was carved with mysterious patterns, especially the skull patterns on the top, which were even more complicated.

"King Shin once said that there is a wisp of the Great Saint Soul in the skull. These patterns should be used to seal it."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the holy energy and injected it into the bone staff.

"Wow—"

On the bone staff, dense inscriptions appeared, emitting dazzling white light.

Zhang Ruochen slowly lifted it up and swung it forward. A powerful force of the Great Saint with evil spirit fell into the Yunhu Lake, causing waves of water more than ten feet high.

"The power that burst out is worse than the relics of Buddha Emperor, it shouldn't be..."

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's heart moved and no longer mobilized the holy energy, but separated a ray of mental power and injected into the head of the bone staff.

The next moment...

Two balls of ghost fire appeared in the skull's eye sockets, and a terrible black evil spirit surged out of the bone staff and gathered into bones, some turned into hand bones, and some turned into leg bones.

The Bone Holy Staff turned into a black skeleton.

"Haha, it turns out that we need to mobilize our mental power to activate it."

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help laughing, then controlled the black skeleton and launched attacks one after another.

It was soon tested that the combat power of the black skeleton burst out was enough to compete with some three-step saint kings. In short, the combat power was far greater than that of Zhang Ruochen now.

Zhang Ruochen retracted the strand of mental power and said to himself: "The inside of the skull of the Holy Staff is full of fierce evil spirits. It is obvious that the holy soul of the Great Sage of the Human Race has turned into an evil spirit."

"Just just activate the evil aura emitted by the evil spirit, the bone staff can burst out the power of the three-step Holy King."

"What if the evil spirits are activated directly?"

The power of the Great Sage can be said to be boundless. Even if it is just a wisp of holy soul, the power burst out cannot be imagined by saints or ordinary holy kings.

The power of the bone staff burst out directly by urging the evil spirits must be far stronger than it is now.

The key is that with Zhang Ruochen's current mental power, the evil spirits cannot be activated at all.

If he forcibly activates, his own mental power may be swallowed by evil spirits.

Zhang Ruochen touched his chin and thought about a solution to this problem, "It's better to..."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha's relics, held them in his hand, stared at the center of the skull's eyebrows, and murmured: "The eyebrows of the human monk are the position of the divine martial mark. If the Buddha's relics are embedded in the eyebrows of the skull, they should be able to suppress evil spirits. Moreover, if you have the Buddha's relics to provide a continuous stream of great holy power, the bone staff may become stronger."

The imagination is beautiful, but the inscriptions on the skull are too mysterious. If you want the Buddha's relics to be fully in line with the bone staff and intertwined with those inscriptions, it is definitely not something that ordinary monks can do.

"Senior Ling Xiu is the Great Sage of Spiritual Power. Maybe he can have some solutions."

Zhang Ruochen temporarily put away the bone staff and no longer thought about it. Then, he took out the Rules Emperor's weapon, sat cross-legged on the bank of Yunhu, and began to comprehend the rules of the Taoist Tao.

Two days later, Ling Xiu's voice came to Zhang Ruochen's ears: "Come to see me in the Demon Palace."

Zhang Ruochen suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, bounced the dust on his body, and then climbed up the steps and walked towards the dark demon palace at the top of the steps.

As soon as he arrived outside the Demon Palace, Zhang Ruochen saw Ling Feiyu's figure.

It was obvious that Ling Xiu also summoned her.

When Ling Feiyu saw Zhang Ruochen staring at her, his heart trembled slightly, and he actually avoided Zhang Ruochen's gaze. A shy blush appeared on his snow-white face.

This made Zhang Ruochen slightly stunned. The Feiyu Sword Saint, who was always strong, was still so shy?

But soon, Zhang Ruochen understood and said in his heart: "Did she think I really merged with the memories of the seventh generation?"
Chapter completed!