Gently stroking the scabbard with his fingers, Gu Fenghua could feel the long aura that can only be possessed by the divine weapon in the sword, as if what his fingers touched was not cold metal, but a living existence.
But at the same time, she could also feel the disgust coming from the sword, yes, it was disgust!
She has always known that this is a sword with a cleanliness, so it is unwilling to draw it out of its sheath, unwilling to be stained with blood, if it is not wrapped in thick silk cloth, let alone draw the sword, she will not even be able to release the holy air. Inject it.
However, there is another more important reason why it is unwilling to get out of the sheath, and it is because
It dislikes herself and thinks she is a weak chicken, so she has never been able to pull out this sword!
Without enough strength, he is not worthy of owning such an artifact, and without enough strength, he is not worthy of letting the sword out of its sheath at all!
Until today, she pierced her soul several times with golden needles, cut out the sword of life, and faced Xiang Wushang, who forcibly raised her combat power to the realm of Xuansheng, and finally got its approval, showing the power of a divine weapon. prestige.
However, this recognition is obviously only temporary. Now no matter how hard she tries, she can no longer draw out the long sword, but the feeling of disgust is getting stronger and stronger.
Obviously, her true strength cannot be recognized by this divine sword.
Anyway, I am also a strong fourth-rank soul sage, looking at Tianji Continent, how many young fourth-rank soul saints can you find?
Gu Fenghua felt that he was despised and deeply hurt, but he honestly took out the silk cloth and wrapped the Excalibur layer by layer.
If you don't feel angry, don't feel angry, she really doesn't dare to turn against this divine sword.
Her Eight Swords Guiyuan is too powerful, once it is used, the holy energy is too concentrated, not to mention the ordinary long sword, even the holy sword can't bear it, and only this divine sword whose name I don't even know Let her unleash the true power of Eight Swords Guiyuan.
After wrapping up the divine sword, Gu Fenghua took a few holy pills and began to practice.
Her injuries were not serious, but the previous battle almost cost her her life, that is, between life and death, she had a lot of insights, and practicing at this time can often get twice the result with half the effort.
Unknowingly, ten days passed by in a hurry, and Gu Fenghua opened his eyes.
I just feel that the Qi in the body is more solidified, the meridians have also broadened a lot, and it has become stronger. It is one step closer to the fifth rank of Soul Sage, and has broken through many bottlenecks to reach the late fourth rank.
Although she has not broken through the final bottleneck, she is very satisfied with this improvement.
You must know that it is difficult for a general saint master in the soul saint realm to achieve such an improvement without a year's loading time.
Actual combat, especially a life-and-death duel, is indeed the best way to improve your cultivation and break through the bottleneck.
When I opened the door, I saw the Ninth Prince, Lin Hanyi and others greeted me.
"Fenghua, you are finally out of customs." The Ninth Prince said with a long sigh of relief. After this grand ceremony of the ten directions, the two got closer. Seeing that Fenghua has retreated for so many days, he was really worried.
"Where are Enen and the others?" Gu Fenghua glanced at Luo Enen and Fatty Bai and asked.
"Enen and Meinan have just left the customs. They were still there just now. I don't know where they went. Wuse hasn't left the customs yet." The Ninth Prince looked around and replied.
Having just said this, Ye Wuse's room door also opened.
Compared with ten days ago, his face was a little thinner, but his eyes were radiant. Obviously, he had benefited a lot from the ten days of retreat, and his cultivation base had also improved a lot. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com