After Mo Yan was sure that Lu Qingshan was really sure of solving Jue Ling's problem, without any delay, he and Yan immediately started busy, gathering all the Yan Lings.

After receiving this news, the Yanling clan, who had suffered from the long-term invasion of their living area by wood spirits, did not hesitate at all and quickly gathered together, preparing to leave here with all the clansmen and find another place to survive.

Yan Ling rushed to the Changsheng River and temporarily took shelter in the magma waterfall.

As the number of Yanlings increased, Lu Qingshan began to feel the temperature of the surrounding environment rising sharply, and finally it reached the point where he had to use his spiritual power to resist the heat.

Compared with his hotness, the other three seemed very happy.

The Dragon Bird Sword is invulnerable to a hundred fires. As the Dragon Bird Sword Spirit, Qin Yitian is even somewhat at home in this hot environment.

As for Mo Yan and Xue Zhuyong, one is a burner and the other is a Nascent Soul swordsmith, so they will not be repelled by the fire environment.

He was the only one who felt a little out of place.

…

The opportunity for the immortal whale to breathe does not occur at regular intervals. It may be in the next moment, or it may be a long time later, but it will never take too long.

According to Xue Zhuyong's life experience on Jiaolong Island, Lingyuan will erupt at least once within three months, so there is no need to be too anxious.

The heat wave is rolling.

A layer of light spiritual light spread around Lu Qingshan's body, blocking the heat.

In his hand, there was a jade slip, and Lu Qingshan was immersed in it.

[Notes on Sword Qi Hairspring].

This was what Mo Zhizhi had originally given to him. It was the sword cultivator's experience of sword energy.

After a moment, Lu Qingshan frowned and put away the jade slip in his hand.

"Master," Qin Yitian asked, "Have you mastered it yet?"

Xue Zhuyong, who was calmly tending to his injuries not far away, heard Qin Yitian's question very keenly and curled his lips subconsciously.

How can it be?

But unlike what he thought, Lu Qingshan smiled gently and replied: "That's almost it. From this point of view, it is indeed not too difficult to turn sword energy into silk."

Xue Zhuyong frowned and looked sideways.

Otherwise, Lu Qingshan's words sounded too loud to others.

Turning sword energy into silk is one of the most exquisite control skills of sword energy. Only by controlling the sword energy to a very subtle level can you turn sword energy into silk.

If the fine pieces of sword energy were turned into a thin thread, it would be a hundred times sharper than the sword energy, a hundred times tougher, and indestructible, and its power would reach a terrifying level.

Such a profound realm can only be glimpsed occasionally in the strong golden elixir or even the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator.

A foundation-building sword cultivator who has been studying the jade slips for half a month dares to say such big words?

But Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian took it for granted.

Lu Qingshan took it for granted because in his experience, it was really not difficult for sword energy to turn into silk. When he mastered it, it was like a powerful furnace lighting up the snow, and he understood it instantly.

Qin Yitian's thoughts were even simpler: Young Master is my sword master, isn't it normal to be able to do this?

Lu Qingshan did not directly start practicing sword qi turning into silk.

The difficulty of this skill is that in addition to requiring an extremely advanced understanding of sword energy, there are also hard conditions.

Your spirit must be strong enough to perform such delicate work.

Lu Qingshan invested 80,000 experience points from the huge amount of experience points he gained from finishing the last attack on the Dragon Demon King and invested it in Yuan Shen Sword Controlling. While upgrading the skill level, it also increased the strength of his own soul.

By the way, one of the four tasks to advance the [Nine Patterns Golden Pill] was completed again.

"The Yuan Shen's sword-wielding skills have been upgraded to lv11, and his spiritual consciousness +10!"

...

"The Yuan Shen's sword-wielding skills have been upgraded to lv13, and his spiritual consciousness +10!"

"The upper limit of your spiritual consciousness exceeds 100, and your spiritual soul realm has reached the early stage of condensation (105/200). The soul of the monk in this realm will be condensed into the primordial spirit, and you can see the primordial spirit within."

At the moment when the upper limit of his spiritual consciousness exceeded one hundred, Lu Qingshan felt a swelling in his mind, which even made him feel dizzy.

In the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows, a vague human-shaped soul gradually condensed.

The illusory human-shaped soul is flashing with spiritual light, and is solidifying rapidly.

Finally, after a loud bang, the phantom completely transformed into a human form, showing its true appearance.

Lu Qingshan was immersed in his mind, just like looking into his Dantian. His consciousness saw a figure standing in the vast and void sea of ​​consciousness.

That figure had a slender figure, a handsome face, powerful phoenix eyes, and clear black and white eyes. It was the soul with the same appearance as him.

Just like the speed of a flying sword, below the speed of sound and above the speed of sound are two completely different realms, the realm of the soul will also undergo a qualitative transformation after it is condensed.

Lu Qingshan calmly felt the changes in himself that were like a complete rebirth.

He clearly had his eyes closed at this time, but he could clearly hear everything around him.

With oneself as the center, the breath within a radius of one mile can be distinguished clearly. Of course, the further the distance, the weaker this sensing ability will be.

What's more important is that after his soul condenses, unlike the previous illusory soul that dissipates at the touch of a touch, the soul that already has a form, just like the human body, has a certain degree of defense and recovery capabilities.

In other words, the divine soul attack, which is extremely sharp for a foundation-building monk and can be called the ultimate killer, can no longer easily shake him.

"Everything in the world has become more real!" Lu Qingshan slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He could even see the lines of magma flowing in the magma waterfall.

"Bah!"

Lu Qingshan stretched out his palm, and a thin stream of sword energy burst out from his fingertips.

He stared at the sword energy on his fingertips, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Because the sword energy that had been very solid in his eyes in the past, he actually saw many gaps.

Lu Qingshan released his spiritual consciousness and attached it to the sword energy on his fingertips. Following the ubiquitous gaps, he carefully separated the sword energy into complete filaments like peeling off cocoons.

The fine pieces of sword energy were gradually separated while trembling.

Faint hairsprings wandered around Lu Qingshan's body.

When all the sword energy at his fingertips turned into nothingness, a smile appeared on Lu Qingshan's lips.

The first time I tried to convert sword energy into silk, it was a natural success.

go!

Lu Qingshan shouted in his heart, stretched his gossamer-like sword energy, and shot towards a boulder in the distance.

Silk!

The sword energy penetrated through the boulder, and then an incredible scene happened.

There were obviously no major wounds on the surface of this boulder, just a few holes the size of pinholes were penetrated. But the next moment, the boulder suddenly split into pieces, as if some huge energy exploded in its center.

The stone exploded into powder and spread across the sky like dust.

This is the power of sword qi transformed into silk!

If he used sword energy to bless the flying sword before, he could break through the defense of ordinary foundation-building monks and kill the foundation-building monks within the five flying swords.

Now, with the help of the explosive power of the sword's Qi-transformed threads, if it weren't for a foundation-building monk with extraordinary talents and mysterious methods like Mo Yan, he would have been confident that he could kill it with one sword.

…

Xue Zhuyong, who had previously turned his attention to Lu Qingshan, was silent when he saw this scene.

As the head of the sword-making family, he had seen so many sword cultivators in his life, including many geniuses.

But even so, he has never seen any swordsman who can master sword energy to such a level at such a level and at such an age.

Not to mention, he also understood that it took Lu Qingshan less than half a month from learning to mastering.

Could it be that there are really people who know the way of the sword from birth?
Chapter completed!