The Ancient Vast Realm

"Okay boy, if a sword can fulfill its mission, it must be the best destination. It is better to be broken into pieces in battle than to rust silently in the soil. If the wind-controlling sword has spirit, it can be used for the purpose. Its owner must be extremely satisfied with his revenge. Don't think that I am comforting you. You should know that if all spiritual soldiers are spiritual, they can have their own preferences and emotions. Although the Wind Sword is not a spiritual weapon, it once was It’s also very close.”

Xuan Niu patted Feng Xuan on the shoulder and spoke to comfort him.

Feng Xuan forced a smile and said: "Uncle Da Niu, of course I know, but... it's just that my father's last belongings are gone. This is the last trace he left in this world. I... ....."

"Silly boy, the biggest mark left by your father is none other than yourself."

An old but energetic voice came from the main hall. The old wizard slowly walked out of the main hall and said kindly to Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan was stunned when he heard this. He had never considered this issue. Indeed, he was the most important trace left by his father in this world.

"Remember, you are the last trace of your father and countless ancestors of the Feng family in this world."

The old man Wu raised his hand and touched Feng Xuan's forehead, then pulled him to the stone steps beside the hall and slowly sat down side by side, while Xuan Niu just looked at the two of them silently with his arms crossed.

"Come, let's see if this sword fits. This is a sword that I made by extracting the largest fangs from the heads of the three black black snakes that represent toxicity. Not only is it extremely sharp, but the blade is also highly poisonous."

The old man Wu took out a slender, slightly curved black sword and handed it to Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan took the sword, which was almost 1.5 meters long with the blade and handle, and looked at it carefully.

This long knife is very long, and the scabbard is made of black snakeskin. There is nothing fancy about it, and it looks extremely inconspicuous.

However, when Feng Xuan pulled out the long knife, the bone-white blade came into Feng Xuan's eyes. The whole long knife was made of huge snake teeth, with thin purple lines spreading on the surface of the blade. The blade looked extremely sharp, and the handle It is wrapped with fine snakeskin, and it looks like it is made of the soft skin of three black black snakes.

"I have actually been building this sword for a long time, but I have never used it. Neither Aniu nor Aling is suitable for this sword, but now you are just right. I have completely soaked the venom into this sword. The sword itself makes the entire sword highly toxic, and you, I remember, are not afraid of poison, so you won’t injure yourself easily."

The old man Wu looked at the long knife and looked at Feng Xuan with some deep meaning.

Feng Xuan stroked the sword in his hand and knew that Wu Lao was referring to his talent for blood poison.

"Mr. Wu, does it have a name?"

"Its name is of course named by its user." Old Wu looked at Feng Xuan with a smile.

"Then let's call it Snake Killing"

"It's interesting to kill the snake, boy. Although it is not a spiritual weapon, it is already a quasi-spiritual weapon. If you can find a white witch to reshape the spiritual pattern for you in the future, or add some spiritual materials, it will be extremely powerful. It is possible to become a real spiritual weapon."

The old man Wu said with a slight disappointment. After all, this sword is not a real spiritual weapon. For the caster, it has to be said to be a great regret, but there is no way. Who makes his cultivation level fall short of the casting spirit weapon What about the soldier's request?

Feng Xuan slowly put the snake-cutting sword into its scabbard, hung it on his waist and said with a faint smile:

"Mr. Wu, it will accompany me to kill countless creatures. I'm afraid the creatures killed will allow it to transform."

Although Feng Xuan's tone was calm, Elder Wu felt a deep chill inexplicably. He frowned and said, "Do you want to raise a fierce weapon?"

The evil weapon is not a weapon that can be promoted normally. Even if it is a mortal weapon, if it massacres powerful creatures, it may be nurtured by countless evil spirits and the source of life into a real evil weapon over a long period of time.

And it is said that in ancient times, there was a human hero who killed hundreds of millions of living beings in order to forge a peerless ferocious weapon. On the day when this peerless ferocious weapon was forged, the bloody sun covered the sky for millions of miles, and there was endless ferocity. The power of this force directly transformed a whole area of ​​heaven and earth into ghosts. One can imagine the terror of this ferocious soldier.

There are even rumors that the hero died at the hands of the ferocious soldiers he trained, but the specific circumstances are unknown. Anyway, the ferocious soldiers are extremely powerful and also an ominous sign.

Feng Xuan looked at the remaining clouds in the sky and said, "Maybe, after all, my road may not be stable."

The old man Wu looked at the snake-killing sword in Feng Xuan's hand and said nothing.

Suddenly Feng Xuan thought of something and took out two jade boxes and handed them to the old man Wu.

"Mr. Wu, please distribute these things. I hope to add a few new Yunzang realm masters to the tribe."

Curious, Old Wu opened the jade box and saw four blood-red, gem-like fruits neatly stacked in each jade box.

"Is this...is this...the Blood Spirit Fruit?"

The old man Wu was surprised. He didn't expect Feng Xuan to be able to produce so many precious spiritual fruits. You must know that this kind of spiritual fruit has always been priceless, and it is extremely rare even in the Holy Land where resources are overflowing. It was a treasure that even he had only heard of but never seen. Thinking of Feng Xuan's previous experience of going to the Baling tribe, it was not difficult to guess the origin of this fruit.

"Well, I have been so busy since I came back from the Baling tribe that I almost forgot the existence of these fruits. Mr. Wu, please distribute them as soon as possible. After all, even if this blood spirit fruit is protected by space artifacts and jade boxes, it will still be there. The medicinal power is constantly being lost, and now I am afraid that only 80% of the medicinal power is left.”

Feng Xuan explained the purpose of the Blood Spirit Fruit to Wu Lao in detail.

"Good, good, good boy, with these fruits, I'm afraid my Xuanying tribe will be able to give birth to one or two powerful Yunzang Realm warriors again."

Wu Lao nodded to Feng Xuan with a little excitement, and his joy was self-evident.

Feng Xuan also showed a happy look when he saw this, after all, he was very happy to be able to help the tribe.

Then the two talked about Wu Lao's practice experience after the Spiritual Witch Realm.

"Although you have now broken through to the Spiritual Witch Realm, I don't recommend that you waste time practicing magic now. After all, each magic is extremely time-consuming and energy-consuming, and the truly powerful magic can wait until you go to the Holy Land to learn it. Now the magic I teach you is just a waste of time. The Shocking Soul Thorn is a very good magic, even if it is a move you can use in the future, its power will only increase as your soul becomes stronger."

Wu Lao suggested to Feng Xuan. Although Feng Xuan has now broken through the Spiritual Witch Realm, he still doesn't want him to be distracted to practice other magic.

Now he has figured it out, and no longer persuades Feng Xuan to focus on witch cultivation. Instead, he plans to let Feng Xuan practice witchcraft after arriving at the holy land, so as not to waste his amazing talent. After all, his own witchcraft practice is only very superficial.

Feng Xuan nodded silently, knowing that it is better to bite off more than you can chew. For example, in the previous battle with the three-headed black snake, he did not dare to use the Shocking Soul Stab to attack the three-headed black snake. After all, the difference in their realms was too great. Feng Xuan was afraid that he would suffer a terrible backlash, which would mean that he would lose the ability to fight again. This is also the embarrassment of witch cultivation in the early stage of the battle. There are far more things to be cautious about than martial arts cultivation.