But its form is composed of flames, and its difference from the human race can be clearly seen at a glance.

The sword is a dead object, and the difficulty of bringing it alive is thousands of times greater than other objects. However, Qin Yitian, as the spirit of the divine sword, is exactly the same as a human being, with flesh and blood.

Even with Lu Qingshan's two lifetime experiences, he had never heard of it.

I've never heard of it, so I've never thought about it.

Not because he was negligent, but because this was a blind spot in his knowledge.

However, in fact, he has never seen or controlled the channel device with his own eyes.

It seems reasonable that Taoist tools possess some magical powers that he cannot imagine or understand.

.......

The dragon bird sword buzzed.

A ray of red cloud floated out from it, and between the light haze, it transformed into a shaky figure.

As elegant as a frightened giant, as graceful as a wandering dragon.

It is none other than Longque Sword Spirit, Qin Yitian.

"Why me?" Lu Qingshan asked.

Qin Yitian murmured: "Sir, your swordsmen's love for a good sword is indescribable. In fact, the opposite is true.

In the dragon pond, when the young master drew his sword, I felt your breath, woke up from my deep sleep, and took the initiative to find you.

Young Master, you are the best swordsman!"

Just like a swordsman divides the quality of swords into various levels.

In fact, in Qin Yitian's perception, sword cultivators also have qualities.

As for Lu Qingshan, she felt that he was the only swordsman with Taoist quality, and he was like a treasure.

As for the reason.

It is all thanks to the legendary talent and natural sword type.

Between the attraction to swords and the talent of swordsmanship, who can beat the natural sword breeder?

"Where are you from?" This is Lu Qingshan's next question.

Why does the Taoist artifact, the most powerful magical artifact between heaven and earth, lie dormant under the sea?

"I don't know either," Qin Yitian shook his head and apologized: "About my own origin and some more secret things, I have sealed them myself.

Only when your cultivation reaches a certain level can I lift these seals and restore your memory."

"As for the reason, it may be because these things are taboo."

Lu Qingshan Xiaoran was not surprised.

The existence of the Taoist artifact itself is a shocking secret. On top of this, it is reasonable to have more secrets.

"Why didn't you reveal your identity when you were in Longtan?" Lu Qingshan asked curiously.

"Although the young master has outstanding talent in swordsmanship and loves swordsmanship, I am more strict than ordinary swordsmen." Qin Yitian's eyes were like Ye Feiye's, looking at Lu Qingshan, and slowly explained: "

Therefore, these words alone are not enough to impress me.

I want to follow Young Master to see if Young Master Lu is the swordsman I like."

"It wasn't until the moment you were willing to enter the Yanling Realm that I truly recognized you in my heart.

Because if you just use a sword as a weapon and learn some sword skills, it cannot be called sword cultivation.

Only swordsmen who have faith and perseverance in their hearts can be considered true swordsmen."

"From now on," Qin Yitian bowed and bowed slightly, "I will keep my promise and fight side by side with you."

The natal sword is a sword-cultivator's life object. After being nurtured for a long time, it will eventually become a part of the sword-cultivator's life.

If the natal sword is destroyed, the sword cultivator may be seriously injured, or the path of cultivation may be cut off.

And as the sword cultivator grows, the sword itself will become more and more powerful.

The relationship between sword cultivators and swords is closer than any other relationship between monks and magic weapons.

They are not only sword masters and swordsmen, but also have the same pursuits and interests. They are close friends who live and die together, and are comrades in the same clothes who depend on each other for life and death.

Therefore, not only was the sword cultivator careful when choosing his natal sword, but Qin Yitian was also cautious when choosing the sword master.

Not only does the sword master need to be talented in swordsmanship, but he also needs to have similar interests.

"Since you identified with me when you entered Lingyuan, why are you suddenly willing to conclude a contract with me now?" This was Lu Qingshan's last question.

Qin Yitian was full of energy and said slyly: "How can the icing on the cake be better than giving help when it's time?

If I don't show up when you are helpless and need me the most, how can I make you understand my value, sir?

You are far-sighted, insightful, and confident in everything. You can solve all previous problems by yourself. Naturally, I don't want to show up.

Until now, you have been unavailable, which is the best time for me to show up."

You really don’t have to guess what a woman is thinking.

As long as you are a woman, even if you are a sword spirit, your mind is extremely quick.

Hearing Qin Yitian's confident explanation, Lu Qingshan twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered in a low voice: "You didn't say anything to me, and you weren't afraid to wait. I found other natal swords first."

Qin Yitian blinked at Lu Qingshan, seemingly not hearing Lu Qingshan's mumbling and saying nothing.

…

In the Changsheng River, Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian walked out of it.

"Brother Lu, can you find the secret of the spiritual power?" Mo Yan asked hopefully even though he thought there was little hope.

Phosphate! Phosphate! Phosphate!

The floating Yanling kept calling out. Although he didn't understand the meaning of his words, he could clearly feel the anxiety in them.

Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly at Mo Yan and said, "I have no clue."

"It's okay, Brother Lu did his best." Mo Yan was a little frustrated, but still comforted Lu Qingshan.

And all the Yanlings immediately stopped shouting after hearing Lu Qingshan's answer.

Lu Qingshan seemed to be able to feel the frustration of the Yan Lings.

"Let Yan Ling gather all the clan members." Lu Qingshan looked around and suddenly chuckled: "When the immortal whale takes a breath, we will leave the Yan Ling world together!"

"Brother Lu, didn't you say you have no clue?" Mo Yan was stunned.

"I just have no clue about the secret of the power of the soul, but that doesn't mean that this problem cannot be solved." Lu Qingshan spread his hands and said in a calm voice.

Mo Yan didn't care about Lu Qingshan's bad taste, but showed uncontrollable ecstasy.

This emotion seems to have no reason, but Lu Qingshan can understand it.

If one day, countless spiritual swords are in crisis, my state of mind should be the same as that of Mo Yan at this time.

Phosphate! Phosphate! Phosphate! Phosphate!
Chapter completed!