Time turned back three days ago, when Quchi's little iron sword was still racing on the road, Zi in the lord's mansion of Kuraki City had already started her own plan.

"Oh, that senior didn't know what crazy he was, and suddenly he seemed to be very hostile to those of Qinglan Sect. Moreover, Luo Xi's expression was a little strange. In addition, the old man who appeared just now, could it be that the Qinglan Sect's previous sinful sword sect?" Zi sat cross-legged on the ground and murmured to himself.

"No matter what, no matter what, what do they love, right? I don't believe it. Can a small Qinglan Sect really deal with the Jianyi Sect? Let's continue to manage myself now," Zi shook his head and drove out the other distracting thoughts.

If you want to ask what Zi is doing now, of course, she is starting to refine the Fengming Sword she just snatched from Hao Lei. She is not unclear about Qu Chi's words. In fact, in the cultivation world, except for some special circumstances, most sword spirits will not have a second master in their lives. They will choose to die by themselves as their master dies.

However, all this is not absolute, just like the Fengming sword in Zi's hand. Before it became a sword spirit, the previous master had already died, so naturally it could not die with its previous master. And for it, it could not even carefully distinguish the concept of death. At this time, it refused to refine others only because the spiritual power of those people was far from the spiritual power of its previous master, and Zi had a way to solve this problem.

There are no two identical leaves in the cultivation world, and there are no two identical spiritual powers. This is a truth that everyone in the cultivation world knows. Even if the same twins practice the same magic formula, they will not get the same spiritual power, let alone others. Therefore, there is only one way to seize the sword spirits of other people, that is, your spiritual power is much stronger than it, just press it to subdue it. But it is obvious that Zi is not going to use such a thankless method.

"There are some stupid people in the hundreds of realms. Haven't you ever imagined that you can imitate other people's spiritual power to deceive the senses of the sword spirit? While it is still in a ignorant position, as long as it successfully recognizes its master, even if you release spiritual power that is different from the original spiritual power, it will not have any sense of betrayal. At most, it just thinks that you have changed your way of practicing and attaining Taoism. Isn't this time and effort?" Zi raised his lips and said with a smile.

The world of cultivation has been going on for 20,000 years so far. Isn’t there really any monk who thought of this kind of method that Zi thought of? Of course not. The main reason is that these conditions sound simple, but in fact, it is difficult to achieve each one, let alone bringing these conditions together.

First, you need a flying sword that is about to produce a sword spirit, and its owner must be dead. This is not difficult for many people. Although it is rare to oppress low-level monks in the cultivation world today, it was not the case before. It is really not difficult to find a monk with such a flying sword and then kill someone to seize the sword.

Secondly, you need a magic trick that can imitate the spiritual power of other people. This is quite difficult. In fact, many monks have never encountered such magic tricks in their entire lives, so this blocked more than 99% of the monks outside the door.

Even if you have this kind of magic trick, there is another key issue. You must be familiar with this kind of spiritual power. If you have never been exposed to the spiritual power of the monk to imitate, how can you imitate it? This is even more difficult for monks. You should know that being familiar with a person's spiritual power is not something you can say if you have seen it once or twice. Unless you are a Mahayana cultivator, your control of spiritual power has long been separated from the level of ordinary monks. But then again, will Mahayana cultivator still do such things?

Therefore, this method is not something that no one in the world of cultivation has ever thought of, but because the conditions are too harsh. But perhaps it is due to luck, these conditions can be met.

There is a flying sword, purple, it is the Fengming sword in his hand.

Zi also has magic tricks. You should know that after all, the monks have been working for 20,000 years, and various magic tricks are emerging one after another. Although this kind of magic trick is difficult to encounter, Zi was a little princess of the Wuji Sect when she was a child. There were so many strange magic tricks she had seen, but it was far more than this.

And the last point is to be familiar with the ex-master

The spiritual power, coincidentally, the former master of this Fengming sword was a cultivator of their Wuji Sect. Zi didn't know why this sword appeared in the Tianmu Realm, but the senior brother was indeed about to cultivate the sword spirit at that time. Unfortunately, after that day, he could no longer see his sword spirit that was about to be born.

Is there some sadness? But after all, after all, Zi's tears have already dried up after so many years, let alone being revenge. Since that's the case, senior brother, let me inherit your swordsmanship. Don't be too picky about me.

Zi sat cross-legged on the ground, and her spiritual power gradually covered her whole body through the pores on her body. The light blue spiritual power slowly floated upward from her body like a cloud.

The cloud-like spiritual power rose upwards. After they floated about half a foot away, they broke the connection with Zi's spiritual power. Then under Zi's control, they slowly flew in the air towards the Fengming Sword. During the flight, the light blue spiritual power gradually changed a little, first from light blue to purple and then gradually turned to red. When it came into contact with Fengming Sword, all the spiritual power had become as hot as flames.

The fiery red spiritual power and Feng Ming Jian trembled as soon as they touched Feng Ming Jian, as if a little girl who was being raped was struggling to resist the pervert. Zi was not in a hurry, but just directed the spiritual power to slowly soothe Feng Ming Jian's emotions, as if telling it, I am not a bad person, I am your master, you don't know me anymore.

Feng Mingjian seemed to have sensed something, and gradually stopped trembling and received the comfort of the fiery red spiritual power. However, even so, it still did not completely let go of its heart to welcome the spiritual power. Zi also understood that it would not be too hasty, as it would take time. Anyway, I still have time, and at most I could just spend it with you in the next few days.

Three days later, the little iron sword hit the old man Bai, and at the same time, Feng Mingjian finally recognized Zi as the main one.
Chapter completed!