Hidden Blade Chapter 64: My life casts your sword, your heart inherits my way

Xu Han frowned and opened his eyes, looked at the old man beside him, and asked in confusion: "Why?"

The look on Wang Yangming's face was also a bit solemn, he looked at Xu Han up and down as if he was looking at something weird.

"I have continuously poured the violent sword intent from the sword mausoleum into your body with the secret method. Even a kendo idiot, as long as it can bear this sword intent, it can condense the prototype of the sword spirit to some extent."

"Why can't you do it?" Wang Yangming seemed to be asking, and he seemed to mutter to himself.

Xu Han shrugged. He thought of sitting cross-legged in Jianling in the past two days, but he had nothing to gain. He had no choice but to admit one fact: "Perhaps I am not even a kendo idiot."

Wang Yangming stretched out his hand to press on his shoulder at that time, and a wave of awe-inspiring sword intent poured into Xu Han's body. Xu Han couldn't react enough to let the sword intent enter his body. After the sight of Bai Xi, Wang Yangming frowned and retracted his hand, and also retracted the sword intent that wandered in Xu Han's body.

"Uncle, did you see anything?" Xu Han asked.

"There is a powerful will in your body. He prevents your mind from being condensed into a spirit." Wang Yangming said in a deep voice, but surprisingly did not ask what the will in Xu Han is. Things.

And Xu Han was also surprisingly calm about this answer. He shrugged his shoulders again and said: "It seems that the disciple can't become a sword spirit anymore. It really fails to teach him."

Wang Yangming stared at Xu Han with those muddy eyes, he lowered his voice and muttered to himself: "No, it must be possible."

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On the battlefield outside Jianling, the killing continued.

The sword intent shrouded in the battlefield is pervasive, so strong that it almost condenses into substance. That is what those dead sword spirits and divine swords exude, just like the unjust souls who have died, crying and roaring.

"Uncle..." Xu Han listened to the words spit out from Wang Yangming's mouth. The pupils in his eyes suddenly enlarged. At this moment, the grimly old man made Xu Han feel a chill in his heart. Some are not sure whether the old man in front of him is the kind old man in the mouth of Cang Hai Liu and Mo Chenzi.

The sword spirits are still fighting to death, but the old man is still motionless.

Just after a few breaths, the old man’s hand suddenly stretched out and shook it towards the void. The **** Mengliang, Qin Keqing and even Xuan'er and Ao Wu were at his side at this moment. Under the grip, the figure involuntarily flew upside down to Xu Han's side, and then a sword light sprinkled, and their surroundings were filled with sword formations that firmly trapped them at that time.

Mengliang who fell a bad dog and eats **** got up from the ground embarrassedly. He looked at Wang Yangming and asked incomprehensibly: "Old man, what are you going to do?"

The old man did not answer this question, instead he said to himself: "These 36,000 sword spirits absorb the sword intent in the mausoleum day and night, and the power contained in them is immense. At this moment, the sword spirits have all died in battle. Ten thousand years of sword intent are gathered here. This sword intent is derived from the sword spirit, and it contains its own spirit body. I will draw this sword intent into your body with a secret method, and you two can condense the sword spirit with this sword intent. , And even break through the shackles of the world and climb into the wonderland!"

"What?" Meng Liang's face changed after hearing this.

And Xu Han on the side was even more angry in his eyes. He remembered the conversation with Wang Yangming in the depths of the Jianling that day, and then asked incredulously: "You did this just to make me a sword. Spirit?"

Faced with the questions of the two, Wang Yangming's expression was indifferent as usual: "Only by becoming immortals, you can hold onto this fierce sword."

His tone is so calm, so calm that it is difficult to question his words, so calm that it is almost ignored that it is at the cost of the lives of tens of thousands of sword spirits.

The more so, the more Xu Han feels that this old man in front of him is so strange...

"Such an immortal piled up with flesh and blood, what do I want to do?" Xu Lian asked, with a deep expression on his brows.

Wang Yangming calmly responded to Xu Han's questioning: "Sword spirits are not humans."

After these words, Xu Han's face suddenly changed. Sword Spirit is certainly not a real person, but he is born with intelligence and can even talk to people. Is this kind of existence really just because of the phrase "he is not a person" , Do you look down on his life and death?

Xu Han could not accept such logic, he said: "So what?"

"Life and death are not important to the sword spirit. You are not a sword spirit and you will never understand this. You only need to accept this gift quietly and be worthy of this gift." Wang Yangming said lightly.

"You are also not a sword spirit, can you really understand that they don't care about their own life and death?" Xu Han's tone of voice became a bit louder. Of course, he understood that this time is not the best time for infighting, but he has experienced it. After the change of the Dragon-Snake Twin Law in Chang'an City, Xu Han felt the extreme of determining his life and death on his own wishful thinking.

What's more, Wang Yangming wants him to use the sword intent of the sword spirit to nourish himself, so as to enter the fairyland~IndoMTL.com~ In Xu Han's opinion, what is the difference between this behavior and the ghost the difference?

Thinking of the hostility emerging in Xu Han's eyes here, he was about to say something, but his life stopped before he could say it in the future.

He widened his eyes and looked at the old man, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world-at that time, Wang Yangming's body suddenly began to blur, and Xu Han saw it really, this The old man who is called the world's number one sword immortal has no entity, his body is also a thing condensed from the majestic sword intent-he has no physical body, he is also a sword spirit! ! !

Xu Han's mind was turbulent at that moment, and his chest felt like a heavy hammer, unable to control himself.

"The sword spirit is a sword and a spirit."

"Either they, or me, they all carry the will of the man who held the sword at the beginning, and have lived in Jianling for year after year. We are lonely, we are covered in dust, and what we miss day and night is the original sword Human appearance."

"We are born for them, but we cannot die for them."

"We can only follow their last wishes, guarding the sword mausoleum, guarding the fierce sword. For us, there is nothing more important than this."

"You inherit this gift and protect the fierce sword. This is the best respect for the sword spirit."

Wang Yangming said so, the sword intent between the heaven and the earth began to surge, vaguely there seemed to be one after another figure appearing behind him, they were male or female, old or young, they stood together like heaven and earth When they came into the world, their mouths were smiling, and their eyebrows were filled with peace.

They looked at Xu Han and Mengliang as if they were looking at the sword-bearer back then.

So they opened their mouths, and their voices gathered together, like a sage whispering, like a sound from the sky.

"My life casts your sword, and your heart bears my word."

"There is no end in this way, how can I be extinct?"

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