Chapter 214: No Spiritual Roots, Extreme Sword-Drawing Technique

Liu Yanping was unwilling to sentence Xiao Hui to death.

There was hope before...

Deacon Liu had no choice but to take out the first soul-testing stone and put it into the soul-testing array.

Xiao Hui put his hand on it again.

This time there was no abnormality at all, and this soul-testing stone did not light up.

Liu Yanping sighed helplessly. After so many tests, it was basically certain that the light just lit up because there was a problem with the soul-testing array.

Xiao Hui should not have spiritual roots. He is just an ordinary person and cannot cultivate immortality!

"It's okay. Even if you don't have spiritual roots and can't cultivate, you have your sister to protect you in the Shushan Sword Sect, and no one will bully you." Liu Yanping rubbed Xiao Hui's head.

"Thank you, sister!" Xiao Hui nodded and grinned at Liu Yanping.

Meng Fan took out a sword technique from the storage ring and handed it to Xiao Hui.

"Even if you don't have spiritual roots and can't practice, you can still practice swordsmanship, which is good for strengthening your body!"

Xiao Hui took the swordsmanship book, his eyes lit up, and he also thanked Meng Fan.

After giving the swordsmanship, Meng Fan left and prepared to return to the Sword Pavilion.

The swordsmanship he gave was obtained from the sword spirit memory of a sword before.

The master of the Dragon Guard Villa of the Great Dragon Dynasty, the Eternal Night God Hou Ni Feng, practiced the swordsmanship since childhood.

"The Extreme Sword Drawing Art"

Coincidentally, when the Eternal Night God Hou was young, he was also a poor little beggar.

The experience is very similar to Xiao Hui!

Meng Fan gave Xiao Hui this "Extreme Sword Drawing Art" and subconsciously had an expectation.

And this Extreme Sword Drawing Art is very simple, suitable for beginners, with only one action, drawing the sword!

But it is easy to learn but difficult to master!

Although Xiao Hui has no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate true qi, if he practices this sword drawing art to the extreme, he can also practice the extreme sword energy with this sword art.

By then, at least he will be much stronger than ordinary mortals, and one person can beat ten people without any problem.

But the upper limit is just like this. Even if he learns a few more sword techniques and practices a few more sword qi, it will not add much to his strength.

Without spiritual roots, he is just cannon fodder on the road of cultivation.

After returning to the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan immediately went to the second floor and found Elder Lin.

"Master, do you know what happened in Longquan Village before?" Meng Fan asked curiously.

The level of the sword spirit is too high, and Meng Fan does not understand it.

He does not know whether Elder Lin's sword spirit is an independent individual or controlled by Elder Lin himself.

If Elder Lin does not have the memory of Longquan Village, it proves that the sword spirit is an independent individual.

If Elder Lin has the memory of Longquan Village, it proves that the sword spirit thousands of miles away is equivalent to Elder Lin's "clone" with all perceptions!

Elder Lin smiled and said, "There is a sword spirit of mine on the Red Sheep Sword, so I can naturally see everything. That sword spirit is controlled by me in the Sword Pavilion."

Meng Fan was a little envious. This sword spirit was really amazing!

Unfortunately, he was still far from it.

"Master, I have chosen a precious land to bury my uncle and put him to rest. When you have time, you can go and see it in person."

Old Lin nodded and said, "I will go when I have time."

Thinking of this junior brother, he was very sad.

Meng Fan then asked, "Master, I have brought back all the swords of my uncle. Do I have to hand them over to the Sword Pavilion?"

Although he was reluctant to hand them over in his heart, out of respect for Elder Lin, he still took the initiative to ask.

Elder Lin shook his head and said, "This is your own trophy. What does it have to do with the Sword Pavilion? But take out the Wind and Thunder Sword first, and I will help you refine it again."

"Wind and Thunder Sword? Didn't you say that the Wind and Thunder Sword was fake when you were in Longquan Village?" Meng Fan asked in surprise.

"The one that guy gave you is fake! But among the six Taoist swords, one is the real Wind and Thunder Sword."

Hearing this, Meng Fan took out the sword pill.

"Master, all the swords are in here, and you have to take the Taoist sword yourself."

With his ability, it would be dangerous to take out a magic sword, let alone a Taoist sword.

Elder Lin took the sword pill, and with a thought, a Taoist sword appeared in his hand.

He was very familiar with this sword, which he had used many times before.

Later, it was given to Li Sansi, but unfortunately...

"I will give you this Wind and Thunder Sword after you reach the Condensation Dan realm.

During this period, I will temper this sword again to make it more suitable for you!

With my tempering, when you reach the Condensation Dan realm, you should be able to control this sword with the Pure Yang Transformation to Thunder Sutra and the Spiritual Wind Mysterious Art."

Meng Fan was immediately surprised by Lin Lao's words.

Under normal circumstances, it is extremely difficult for a cultivator in the Condensation Dan realm to control a magic sword, which can be called one in a million!

Although Meng Fan has a great talent for swordsmanship, he dare not say that he can control the magic sword in the Condensation Dan realm.

But Lin Lao directly let him control the Dao Sword!

This... is against the sky.

This Wind and Thunder Sword is tailor-made for Meng Fan.

He is a second-generation cultivator!

"Thank you, Master!" Meng Fan thanked him with great excitement.

Although he didn't know what Lin Lao was going to do with this Wind and Thunder Sword, he could imagine that it would take a lot of effort!

After returning to the room, Meng Fan began to practice.

In the Sword Pavilion, he spent almost all his time practicing.

To be honest, Meng Fan is a relatively self-disciplined person, especially compared to his peers on Earth.

Just when Meng Fan was practicing, Xiaoqing crawled out from under the bed.

This time when he went to Longquan Village, Meng Fan did not bring Xiaoqing with him, leaving it here to protect Li Xueruo.

Although Meng Fan had personally observed Li Xueruo last time, he was still a little worried.

After all, she is "his" sister!

So he left Xiaoqing in Shushan Sword Sect and secretly guarded the girl.

"Master, Li Xueruo has been in seclusion these days and has never come out." Xiaoqing climbed onto Meng Fan's shoulder and said to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan nodded: "It's good that she's fine. I'm afraid that something went wrong during her seclusion, and no one found out."

However, what happened to this girl recently? Why has she been obsessed with seclusion and can't extricate herself?

Is there something on her mind?

Meng Fan shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. Don't guess what a girl is thinking!

At this moment, Wu Tian, ​​the young man, ran to Meng Fan's room.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. My swordsmanship has improved. I want to learn from you." The big bald man ran to Meng Fan and said directly without a word of politeness.

If someone deserves a beating, Meng Fan is naturally happy to accompany him.

It just so happens that he is a little itchy!

And he really wants to "ask" Wu Tian something.

The two came to the open space outside the sword pavilion, and Wu Tian drew the sword from his waist.

It's a bit out of place for a monk to wear a sword on his waist, but Wu Tian himself thinks it's very pleasing to the eye. He never needs to care about other people's feelings.

"Brother Meng, please take the sword!" Wu Tian slashed at Meng Fan with a sword.