Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 129: Apprentice Three: Sword Spirit

　　 After the person left, Feng Xingying returned to the Xihuangjian space for the first time.

　　 There, the watermelon was covered with blood and glowing with fiery light, lying quietly beside the fire pond.

　　 "What's going on?! Watermelon, watermelon?" Feng Xingying was shocked.

　　 is just a contract with a spirit beast, how did it happen?

　　 Watermelon raised his head and gave Feng Xingying a firm look at reads;.

　　What does it do? Why does it become like this?

　　 "Watermelon, are you okay?"

　　 "It's so noisy." A sudden female voice sounded, and Feng Xingying looked around warily.

　　 This is her Xihuang sword space, yes, but why is there an old voice.

　　 And Feng Xingying searched for a long time, but did not find a half-person figure, not even a breath.

　　 "Stupid boy, stop looking, I am Xihuang Sword Spirit. You are too low to see me. When you reach the cultivation level of a spiritual king, you can almost see me."

　　 Spirit King......

　　 So far away.

　　 Also, the more difficult it becomes for the spiritual practitioner to practice.

　　 Spirit King is only one level higher than Xuan Lingshi, but this level is more difficult than climbing to the sky. The old lady Feng had spent her entire life, she was just a fourth-order profound spirit master, and there was still a long way to go from the spirit king.

It is said that there is only one thing like 　　 Spirit King in the entire Dali Kingdom! Most people can't see it at all.

The word 　　 how the spirit king is spoken from the mouth of this sword spirit is as simple as a common meal.

　　Although he can't see anyone, Feng Xingying still respectfully asks for advice: "Dare to ask Senior Sword Spirit, Watermelon, this is the turtle spirit beast, why did he become like this?"

　　"Since you look like me and are so polite, the deity will answer you kindly: Your aptitude inherits the blood of our Phoenix clan, and it is the most attractive thing for ordinary low-level spirit beasts. , So ah, smarter spirit beasts smell your body and want to recognize you as their master."

　　 Feeling that her Fengxingying has become a Tang monk meat?

　　 I want to be her beast when I smell it?

　　 It seems like watermelon and sesame are the same.

　　"But don’t worry, too low-level spirit beasts don’t have the ability to smell it. This little tortoise is good. It has the blood of the beast Xuanwu, but after too many generations, the power of blood has been weak.

　　 Your Phoenix blood just made it mutate. "Jianling carefully spread science to Fengxingying, and didn't forget to shook his head:

　　"When did our Huang clan come out of you, a junior who doesn’t understand anything, since you are the heir of the Xihuang Sword, don’t the elders of the clan even give you these science popularizations?"

　　 "In the clan? What clan?" Feng Xingying was puzzled.

　　 "Aren't you not in the Phoenix clan? No, you obviously belong to our Phoenix clan." The sword spirit was confused and suddenly let out a scream:

　　"Could it be that our Phoenix Clan was destroyed by someone? Your strength is too weak. You are a little spiritualist at the age of fifteen, so you can't practice faster? It's also good to revive our Divine Phoenix Clan as soon as possible. ."

　　 Faced with such a sword spirit, Feng Xingying was also helpless. In order to prevent her from talking, Feng Xingying could only tell the truth.

　　 "Oh, so you don't know anything, then I'm relieved." Jian Ling's eyes rolled: "I know everything. If you are willing to ask me, I will reluctantly accept you as an apprentice. I can teach You can teach you swordsmanship, teach you mental skills, teach you alchemy, teach you weapons, and everything."

　　 Even if she couldn't see her face, Feng Xingying had already made up an old lady with a look of anticipation, trying her best to abduct a simple and ignorant girl.

　　 It's a pity, although Feng Xingying looks simple, she is not a cute little sheep in her bones.