Chapter 406: Dragon Abyss Sword Spirit Dao True Body
How do you say that? What is a man who is not good enough?
Why does this sword spirit want to be beaten so badly? If it weren't for Lingxiang's appearance, Long Qi might have really taken action.
Long Qi was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he could do nothing. After all, he couldn't beat Ling Xiang.
Besides, even if the sword spirit doesn’t look like Lingxiang, Long Qi will definitely not be able to defeat it.
Long Qi held back his breath while the sword spirit continued to speak:
“Although I don’t understand your techniques, I do understand that spiritual power originates from the three burners, and follows the meridians. It flows from the meridians into the meridians and goes to where it is needed.”
"Magic requires a steady stream of energy. When you used your sword in the past, your spiritual power was like a surging tide, but you lacked stamina. This is because you always pour out your spiritual power all at once, which makes it difficult for the source of the three burners to turn around, so you can't perform magic."
After hearing this, Long Qi finally understood the truth. After deep thought, he put aside his dissatisfaction with the sword spirit.
"What about the talisman?"
Long Qi was a little puzzled. According to the sword spirit, he was unable to hide his strength. But now his spiritual power was restricted and a lot of spiritual power was gathered. Why couldn't he cast the talisman?
"As far as I know, talisman magic is the entry-level skill for Taoist practitioners, but the higher the level, the higher the upper limit."
"From drawing the talisman to reciting it, and finally twisting the fingers to cast the spell, the control of spiritual power is extremely demanding. People like you who can't control spiritual power freely will naturally not be able to practice it."
So that’s it!
When she was at Xianyunju, Lingxiang once said that her spiritual roots were incomplete and her spiritual power was limited, so she would be extremely cautious every time she cast a spell and would not use it easily unless she had to.
But when walking in the mortal world, sometimes you will always encounter a situation where you have to take action, so Lingxiang will tinker with some strange things, which can not only save your life at the critical moment, but also defeat the enemy with cleverness.
Long Qi was thinking when he heard the sword spirit speak again:
"The pill this little girl gave you may seem to have restricted your meridians, but in fact it has helped you develop the habit of hiding your strength. When the restriction is lifted in the future, you will be able to perform spells with ease. Moreover..."
and?
"Besides this, there is a greater benefit."
"What's the benefit?"
"The spiritual power you have accumulated will flow through your meridians and cleanse your marrow and tendons the moment the restriction is lifted. Your cultivation will then advance by leaps and bounds, and you may even break through. As for how far you can reach, that depends on your luck."
In this case, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, but...
But this sword spirit has always looked down on him, so why is he saying this to him today?
Long Qi seemed to be thinking about something, always feeling that something was wrong. He thought about it for a long time but still had no clue.
I remember the sword spirit once said that she had served many masters since ancient times, but as far as Long Qi knew, the history of the Dragon Abyss Sword was not that long. And...
Moreover, the Longyuan Sword that Long Qi knew about was definitely not such a bulky giant sword.
"Who...are you?"
"What?" The sword spirit didn't react for a moment, "Is your brain rusted?"
Why is this silly boy talking without any clue?
Long Qi stood up and walked in front of the sword spirit. This time he did not look away. He looked directly at the sword spirit that looked like Lingxiang and asked out the questions in his mind.
After hearing this, the sword spirit pondered for a long time, then looked up and smiled.
"You really want to know?"
Looking at the sword spirit's joking expression, Long Qi nodded solemnly.
Patriarch Wuwei had said before that he had not seen Long Yuan's true body, and Su Tong also talked about this.
Long Qi was puzzled. What exactly was the so-called true body? Now that he thought about it, why didn't he just ask the sword spirit?
The sword spirit glanced at Long Qi with scrutiny, and said with a smile: "Then it will be as you wish."
……
In ancient times, there was a man named Chenglong, a disciple of the Queen of Heaven. He was ordered to help the goddess Nuwa repair the sky. However, he was greedy for wine and made mistakes. He was blamed by the true goddess of the Queen of Heaven, and his demon bones were shaved off and he was demoted to the mortal world.
At that time, there were many demons in the world, and the demon spirits were chaotic and brought disaster to the human world. In order to avoid being entangled by evil desires, the great demon who created the world cultivated himself and nurtured his spirit, expelled the turbid air from the abyss, and ascended with the pure air. From then on, the world of gods was established.
Over the years, the turbid air in the abyss has been ignored, and it has finally gathered and accumulated, and finally developed spiritual wisdom. However, it has no physical body, so it only wanders between heaven and earth with invisible air, confusing people's minds and confusing sentient beings.
When the Goddess of Heaven saw this, she could not bear the suffering of all the people on earth, so she imprisoned the dragon with its bones.
When the divine world was first established, the divine court was empty and there was a shortage of divine posts, so the upper world entrusted the immortal world to promote the great cause of deifying.
Although the great cause was accomplished, the evil still existed, and for more than a hundred years, they continued to cause trouble to the people and abuse their power. At that time, the evil was led by Zhu Yan, so there were many wars in the world.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a skilled craftsman known as Ou Yezi.
Taiyi God gave Ou Yezi the order to forge a sword on the Chijin Mountain using dragon bones, nine-colored deer horns, outer space iron, and the stars. The rain master sprinkled rain, the thunder god struck the gong, the dragon held the axe, and the emperor of heaven filled the charcoal. Finally, three instruments were made. The gods came down to earth and sent spirits into one of them. One of them was the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss.
The upper realm was like a tiger with wings when they obtained these three artifacts. They subdued all the monsters and suppressed them in Jiuque Mountain. They also gave orders to three families to guard the three treasures for generations.
By using the dragon-riding monster bone, the turbid air in the Netherworld was able to breathe, and while suppressing all the monsters, it escaped into the Netherworld. The Netherworld is the incarnation of Hou Tu Niangniang, and the upper world has no right to interfere, so it can only let it go.
It happened that the soul of the human prince heir had been in the netherworld for a hundred years. The turbid air found an opportunity and merged into his soul. It was neither a ghost nor a monster, neither a god nor an immortal. No one knew what it was.
In just over ten years, this creature created a huge clan, which wanted to return to the human world and regain hegemony.
When the upper realm heard about this, they were well aware of the pros and cons involved and were afraid that the Human King's lineage would once again confront them, so they ordered the three families to suppress them with the Three Talents Formation.
The vast tribe could not escape the heavenly formation, so they regarded themselves as the demon tribe and formed their own world in the netherworld. From then on, the demon world was established. …
"So what does this have to do with who you are?" Long Qi interrupted the sword spirit impatiently.
The Dragon Abyss Sword Spirit glanced at Long Qi with dissatisfaction. His interest, which had finally been aroused, was interrupted by a reckless guy. It was really boring!
"You're the one asking me who it belongs to. Haven't I told you already?"
There were so many things, nothing more than how the demons came from, but Long Qi didn't care about these entanglements between gods and demons. If it were a normal day, Long Qi could listen to it as a story, but now he had to go to save Lingxiang, he didn't have so much time to listen to the sword spirit's storytelling.
The dragon mentioned by the sword spirit is the ancestor of the Long family, Wuji, and the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss is made of the ancestor's dragon bones. These have long been known from the ancestor. Although it is the first time to hear about the demon-suppressing and demon-eliminating story, Long Qi does not care. What he wants to know is the true identity of Long Yuan mentioned by the ancestor.
Only by knowing the true identity can one know how to use Long Yuan. In this way, the chances of saving Ling Xiang will be greater.
"Tsk! You little brat, you really have no patience at all. I've been talking for a long time, can't you understand what I mean?"
Meaning? What does it mean?
Long Qi carefully recalled the old stories that the sword spirit had told him: turbid air... exorcising demons... suppressing evil spirits...
"Could it be that!"
"Finally you have some brains..." The sword spirit rolled his eyes, then lay down on the hammock again, crossed his legs, and started eating the snacks in his arms.
The demon bones of Chenglongwuji were originally used to suppress turbid air, and the demons were born from turbid air, so the swords they forged can kill the demons!
It seems that this trip is not without chance of success, but...
"But what does this have to do with your real body?" Long Qi still had no clue.
The sword spirit laughed and shook the squeaking snack in his hand towards Long Qi.
"What do you think I'm eating?"
"Is...what is it?"
Long Qi was naturally curious, but those things looked disgusting, so he just ignored them.
The sword spirit curled his lips, looking very disappointed.
"You asked me about my true identity, so I guess you must have investigated some things. You should know that there has never been a giant sword in the Longyuan Sword Vein since ancient times."
Yes, that’s right, these are exactly what Long Qi discovered, but what do they have to do with the snacks in her hand?
"The reason why the Dragon Abyss Sword can form its own lineage is because this Seven-Star Dragon Abyss can slay demons and monsters. As the original Dragon Abyss, it has gone through many great battles to slay monsters, so it must have killed a lot of monsters and monsters. These..."
The sword spirit said as he stuffed the snack in his hand into his mouth and said vaguely: "It is the demon soul that died under Longyuan's sword."
After hearing this, Long Qi felt a chill.
This sword spirit has a fragrant appearance all day long, but it spits out demon spirits one after another and seems to enjoy them very much. How can Long Qi accept this?
However, Long Qi understood what the sword spirit meant.
The reason why the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss has become what it is today is because it has absorbed a lot of demonic power. The real Dragon Abyss has been just a long sword from the beginning to the end.
But what exactly does the ancestor mean by seeing the real body? And how can we see Long Yuan's real body?
Long Qi pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. He asked Long Yuan Sword Spirit, but the Sword Spirit just waved his hand, crossed his legs lazily, lay on the hammock, and said to him:
"The time has not yet come."
It has come to this point, why keep it in suspense?
But Long Qi had no choice. He couldn't argue with her, so he could only sulk on his own.
Seeing Long Qi sitting down, the sword spirit was surprised.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Go? Where to?
Long Qi was so angry that he didn't react for a moment. After he came to his senses, he rolled his eyes.
"I want to leave! But how?"
The sword spirit sneered and pointed at the gate.
"Listen, someone is calling you!"
Long Qi looked outside the door in confusion and listened carefully. Sure enough, someone was calling his name, but the voice was vaguely inaudible in the noisy market.
"Long Qi..."
"Long Qi..."
This is Long Qi’s own Qi pool. The street scene outside the door is nothing but clouds and mist. Who could be calling him there?
Long Qi moved closer to listen; the voices became a little clearer, as if there was more than one person.
"Long Qi!"
"Daredevil!"
"Brother Seven!"
Hearing this call, Long Qi finally remembered that he and his brothers were currently going through the gates of hell!
Coming to his senses, Long Qi hurriedly ran out the door. The moment he stepped over the threshold, a blinding white light came towards him and instantly submerged his figure.
(End of this chapter)
