"Soul Master—"

With a loud roar, Mu Qing's eyes suddenly opened, and a drop of warmth dropped on her cheek.

The scene in front of me finally came back to reality. It's still the same cave. I'm still sitting cross-legged.

The only difference was that the glutton was spreading his arms in front of him, and behind him, the huge body of the little golden eagle Yun'er fell to the ground.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Mu Qing finally saw the situation in front of him clearly, the glutton's chest and limbs were pierced by dozens of Zhuxian swords, and Yun'er's body and wings were also bloodstained, revealing half of the hilt of the Zhuxian Sword.

That drop of warmth just now was Yun'er's blood!

Mu Qing leaned in front of Yun'er, probed and pointed at several meridians in it, raised his hand, and several pills to heal and stop bleeding were sent into Yun'er's mouth, and then he reached out and pressed a palm on Yun'er's neck, and the spiritual power was slowly injected into Yun'er's body to help him refine the pill.

Fortunately, although Yun'er was injured in many places all over her body, she fortunately avoided important organs and meridians, and her life was unharmed.

With a rush of spiritual power, more than a dozen Zhuxian swords inserted in Yun'er's body were slowly pulled out, and they fell to the ground with a thud.

"What's going on?" Mu Qing turned her head to look at the gluttony while helping Yun'er heal her injuries.

At this moment, the glutton, like a hedgehog, pulled out the Zhuxian sword inserted in his body one by one, and said: "Lord Soul Lord, we don't know what's going on! Just now, my soul suddenly came to your request for help, I guess Yun'er also received it, and we jumped in at the same time, and saw that these precious flying swords you practiced flew out one by one, and the tip of the sword was facing you, we didn't see it well, and we didn't have time to think about it, so we protected you under us, and then ...... And that's it......"

"Zhuxian Sword wants to kill me?" Mu Qing said suspiciously.

Suddenly, he said, "No! I went mad! Just now, I had a dream...... At the end of that dream, countless sharp blades stabbed me......"

The glutton pulled out the last Zhuxian sword inserted in his heart, and said dejectedly: "The Taiyi Xuan Corpse that has just been refined, this is good, there are so many holes on the body! Thanks to this Xuan Corpse added to the Taiyi Essence Gold, otherwise, it really won't be able to stop these flying swords!"

Mu Qing looked at the seriously injured Yun'er, and said in her heart: Thanks to its rough skin and thick flesh, the feathers on its body are like a layer of iron armor, otherwise, it is estimated that it will also be penetrated by the Zhuxian Sword.

The divine sense swept towards the Zhuxian Sword scattered all over the ground, Mu Qing's face was shocked, and said, "This Zhuxian Sword, it will be recuperated so quickly?"

The glutton exclaimed, "Hurry, hurry, you've been in retreat for three years!"

"What, three years?" the consternation on Mu Qing's face was even worse.

"Yes, it's been three years in a few days! That Leng Mei girl was in a hurry, and she had to break in, and I forcibly blocked her back several times. ”

"Three years...... Have I slept for three years......? I feel like I'm just taking a nap......"

Mu Qing looked at herself, only to see that the magic robe was covered with dust, and her hair had grown a lot. It's obviously been a long time.

Yun'er's body trembled, and she woke up, and the wounds on her body no longer bleed.

Mu Qing patted Yun'er's forehead and said softly: "Yun'er, thank you, you go back and rest, it will be fine in a few days!"

As he spoke, he wrapped his spiritual power and put Yun'er into the storage ring.

The gluttony said: "Lord Soul Lord, we still have to go back to the ancient lantern, several bones and meridians in my body have been broken by your precious flying sword." ”

Mu Qing nodded, stood up a little dazedly, and rolled his spiritual power towards the Zhuxian Sword scattered on the ground.

Seventy-two Zhuxian swords flew into his storage ring one after another, and only the last one was taken into Mu Qing's palm.

At the same time that this flying sword fell into the palm of his hand, a strange feeling suddenly came from Mu Qing's heart, and the image of the silver-armored giant suddenly appeared in front of him!

That step flattens a volcano......

That palm was like a giant mountain collapsing......

Although he was still "killed" by that black light, that step and palm left a deep impression on Mu Qing......

At this moment, holding the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, why does it connect with this picture?

Could it be that this picture was brought to me by the Zhuxian Sword?

"Gourmet, you go out first, I have to think about something. Mu Qing said slowly.

The glutton agreed, and limped out.

"No, you're back!" Mu Qing suddenly changed her mind again.

The glutton turned around and looked at Mu Qing in a daze, not knowing what he was going to do.

Mu Qing thought for a while and said, "You just stand there, I will draw my sword at you and tell me how you feel." ”

The gluttony shuddered and said, "Lord Soul Lord, you want to test my sword? There's no need for this, right? You saw it just now, my physical body can't stop this sword! That's just the power of the sword itself, if it is coupled with your old spiritual power, my body will ...... But it's going to be more holes!"

"No, glutton, I only made a false sword, and I will never hurt you, don't worry, just tell me how you feel!" Mu Qing said, already pulling off the stance.

The glutton's neck shrank, took half a step back, and said tremblingly: "Lord Soul Lord, your old ...... Don't miss it! Don't come to the real thing!"

Mu Qing didn't care about the glutton's words, took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and the step and palm of the silver-armored giant appeared in his mind......

Suddenly, he stepped out, and the Zhuxian Sword stabbed out towards the glutton, who was more than ten zhang away, without urging any magic tricks......

At this moment, Mu Qing felt as if he was possessed by the silver-armored giant, and this sword was as if the silver-armored giant had stabbed it out with his own hands, or rather, he had become the silver-armored giant......

At the same time, Mu Qing only felt that his divine consciousness and spiritual power were affected at the same time, and he quickly injected the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, the speed of consumption was extremely fast, the divine sense was fine, and Mu Qing couldn't stand the consumption of spiritual power, so he hurriedly withdrew and collected the sword......

In the eyes of the glutton, Mu Qing's sword stabbed out of the feeling was completely different, the short sword that was only two feet long seemed to become incomparably huge in an instant, pressing towards him like a mountain, with fierceness in the might, with the cold in the majestic, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation of "whoop" in his mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a corpse puppet, with this oppressive momentum, his hair would stand on end, and he would be scared to pee!

No need to say it, just looking at his reaction, Mu Qing already knows: his three years of sleep have not been in vain, although he did not continue to refine the Condensing Blood Sword, nor did he cultivate his divine sense, but unconsciously, he reached the realm of "Heart Sword Integration" that Leng Mei said!

That short-lived dream gave itself - sword intent!

Of course, the acquisition of this sword intent is also very dangerous, if it weren't for the gluttony and Yun'er sacrificing their lives for each other, he would have died under the seventy-two Zhuxian swords refined by himself!

The glutton swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva, gasped for non-existent breath, looked at Mu Qing in a daze, and said tremblingly: "Lord Soul Lord, is it over......?" I said it! Your old sword is like a huge mountain, or a giant mountain that crosses, the tip of the mountain is facing me, the ass of the mountain is facing you, I can't block it, I can't escape, I can only accept this sword, fortunately, you are old and gain momentum in time, otherwise, my already broken and incomplete soul will be scattered......"

"Gourmet, let's go out. After Mu Qing finished speaking, he strode towards the entrance of the cave.

Soon, the two of them arrived outside the cave, Mu Qing asked the glutton to stand a hundred feet away from him, and he stepped out again, stabbing straight with a sword, this time, the glutton's reaction eased a lot, and shouted at Mu Qing: "Lord Soul Lord, there is still that sense of oppression, but it is much weaker and looser-"

Mu Qing nodded, a silver light flashed on his index finger, and a ring appeared, and the Taiyi Essence Gold Silk hidden at the bottom of the sword support of the Zhuxian Sword had been connected to the ring.

Mu Qing shook his hand, and the Zhuxian Sword shot out, heading straight for the glutton.

This time, he also did not urge spiritual power and spells, but shot this sword at the gluttony purely with the power of his body.

Under the blessing of the Xunyan Stone, the speed of the Zhuxian Sword was extremely fast, but the glutton's body suddenly jumped ten feet, out of the range of the sword's attack, and then shouted: "Lord Soul Lord, why are you engaged in a sneak attack?"

Mu Qing said: "How do you feel this time?"

The glutton thought for a while and said, "Doubtful, I don't feel that way this time!"

Mu Qing nodded, she had already gained:

First, urging this sword intent also requires the consumption of spiritual power and divine consciousness, and the amount consumed is quite a lot.

Second, the closer you are to your opponent, the stronger your sword intent will be.

Third, you must hold this sword in your hand in order to stimulate the sword intent.

This third point is a bit confusing. It stands to reason that this shouldn't be the case! The monks are fighting the Fa, and how many of them are holding magic weapons like Yan Wei? Most of them use their divine consciousness and spiritual power to urge the magic weapons!

Perhaps, is it because the cultivation of his heart and sword is not yet at home, and he can't skillfully control this sword intent?

Mu Qing shook his head and took the Zhuxian Sword back into the storage ring. He said to himself: "The time is almost up, and it's never too late to think about it in the future." ”

The glutton saw Mu Qing put away the flying sword, staggered over, hugged his fists and bowed, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the Soul Lord for having another strange fate and cultivating the sword intent!"

He said, "Lord Soul Lord, we have to give you a name for this sword intent like a giant mountain!"

Mu Qing smiled slightly and said: "These Taiyi Essence Gold are taken from the big mountain called Immortal Head, and the sword intent is also like a giant peak like a sword, my sword intent is called 'Immortal Peak', how about it?"