Chapter 15 Spirit, Recognize the Lord

Feeing the confident tone of the devouring son, Long Yi's heart gave birth to hope again. And since he has known the mystery of the flying sword, he doesn't think there is any other way to get the flying sword than others.

The devouring son meditated for a long time, as if he was sensing the most suitable position of Long Yi's flying sword in the cave. After a long time, he suddenly said with anger, "Those strong bastards of Xuanyu Sect, it is no wonder that the swordsmen are in low status in the monies. The flying swords they left to the new people are actually such low-level things. What are you doing!?

When Long Yi heard the words, there was a strange look on his face. Then the devouring son sighed and said again, "Well, you come with me. I'll be reluctant to choose one for you. If there is a chance in the future, I will help you find a sword that is tens of thousands of times stronger than these broken copper and iron. In this way, I will not disgrace my identity as the only personal disciple of the devouring son."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Long Yi to speak. The devouring son was in the sea of knowledge, giving Long Yi directions, and Long Yi did not dare to delay and walked forward quickly.

In the void, although there are thousands of flying swords that have recognized the Lord, it can't be seen at all. The number has decreased at all, and it is still dense and countless. Long Yi walked below, and every time he walked through a flying sword, he was nervous. He guessed whether it would be the flying sword that the devouring son matched him?

After a while, the voice of the devouring son suddenly sounded and said, "Stop! You look up at the flying sword above your head, and you can see it, with a faint red light flashing?

Red light?

Hearing this, Long Yi hurriedly looked at a flying sword above his head according to the instructions of the devouring son. The whole body of the flying sword is silver and white, and the hilt and body of the sword are like one. At a glance, it is also quite eye-catching, but Long Yi did not see the red light said by the devouring son.

Long Yi said, "Master, I don't see the red light!" However, this flying sword is very beautiful!"

The devouring son laughed and said, "If you look at it with the naked eye, you can't see it naturally. But if you look at it with your heart and feel the spirituality in this flying sword, you should be able to see the red light.

When Long Yi heard the words, he suddenly became curious and condensed his mind to perceive the flying sword according to the instructions of the devouring son. After nearly three breaths, the flying sword, which was originally just emitting a wisp of light sword breath, suddenly shot like another red light, shooting at Long Yi, as if it was a lightning coming, which immediately shocked Long Yi, and instinctively withdrew his eyes and dared not look again!

"Master, I saw it. What is the red light? Why do I feel that it wants to attack me?

The devouring son said, "There is only one meaning represented by the red light, that is, it is the flying sword with the highest order in this ten thousand sword pavilions. Although it is still tattered in my eyes, you have no better choice in this Wanjian Pavilion except it.

The tone of the devouring god was casual, but Long Yi took a deep breath and was shocked. He couldn't believe that the flying sword in front of him was actually an excellent choice among the countless flying swords in the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion!

The devouring son sensed Long Yi's excitement and said again, "What's the matter? Don't believe me? Ha ha! You don't know that this red light is the spirit in the sword. In this ten thousand sword pavilion, even the purple flying sword at the foot of the most talented arrogant child at the beginning is inferior. If I say so, you may imagine the uniqueness of this flying sword now?

When Long Yi heard the words, he opened his eyes and nodded.

The arrogant child referred to by the devouring son is Li Ifan! And Long Yi knew that Li Butfan was the most talented person among all those who entered the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. The flying sword he found must not be unusual, but the silver and white sword is a little stronger than Li Ifan's flying sword, which is enough to show its excellence!

As soon as he thought about it, Long Yi hurriedly passed the voice and said, "Please help me subdue the flying sword and let him recognize me as the Lord!"

The devouring son said, "It's simple! This flying sword is so spiritual that I don't need to erase it directly. It's a waste. I just need to let it sleep for a while and inject your aura, and you can control this sword. At the same time, your aura can also fuse with the spirit with the sword without knowing it. After a while, it will be revived. It will not only not only powerful, but also be fully controlled by you!"

No matter where the devouring son is, no matter what his strength is, he does not let Long Yi open his eyes all the time!

Do what you say and do it!

In Long Yi's sea of knowledge, the devouring son, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes seemed to directly penetrate the void of the sea of knowledge and shot out. Long Yi's eyes then burst out two invisible awns that did not belong to him and went straight to the silver and white sword!

The invisible light hit the silver and white sword like lightning, and the flying sword suddenly trembled suddenly, and there was a low buzzing sound, as if a musical instrument had been played, and it spread around! And Long Yi suddenly saw that on the body of the flying sword, it seemed to be an invisible red light. At this time, it flew out of the flying sword and quickly circled on it. After circling for several times, he seemed to see the person who shocked him and went straight to Long Yi!

Long Yi was in awe-hearted, but he forced himself to calm down in an instant, standing still, and letting the red light approach. And in his gaze, the red light seemed to have an invisible force when it was only a foot close to his body, suddenly pulling it and pulling it back fiercely!

The red light seemed to be a wild horse that had stopped the momentum of galloping. In an instant, it was pulled hard towards the flying sword, and without any rebound, it returned directly to the flying sword and disappeared! Then, there was an invisible breath, turning into a scabbard, completely wrapping the body of the flying sword!

All this is slow to say, but it's only within two breaths, and it's over! And when Long Yi suddenly felt a trace of his very familiar breath on the silver and white sword, the silver and white sword also suddenly made a sound!

The sound of the sword is as if it has a tacit understanding with Long Yi because of the spiritual breath that originally belongs to Long Yi. Compared with the sound of other flying swords before, it is a little louder!

When the remaining boys in the Wanjian Pavilion were attracted by the sound and turned their heads to look at it, the flying sword also flew down and circled around Long Yi. After circling for several times, it stopped at the feet of Long Yi and waited for Long Yi to control it.

A glance looked at Long Yi in surprise. Soon, there was contempt and ridicule on his face. He meditated slightly, then laughed wildly and galloped towards Long Yi!