638: C638 Cripple Su Xiaoyue

C638 Cripple Su Xiaoyue

Zhao Feng laughed bitterly, "This is not a toy, but a treasure. Have you heard of flying swords?"

"Flying sword, is that all? "Don't joke around."

Zhao Feng didn't say anything. He looked at the small sword with a serious face. It was silver in color and there was nothing special about it. Zhao Feng carefully drew on it with his finger.

Suddenly, blood dripped down from Zhao Feng's fingertips.

"It's so sharp, could it really be a flying sword? But it's still too small?"

Su Yinyue exclaimed in surprise when she saw this scene.

"Do you really think I'm lying? I'm not so bored as to mail toys at home. "

As he said this, Zhao Feng looked a little unnatural. If he didn't see the flying sword becoming the size of a thumb from Xuan Qingzi, he wouldn't even think about it.

Didn't he originally mean that he had mailed a toy to her?

However, it was clear that Su Yinyue would not think of this.

She really thought she misunderstood Zhao Feng.

"I really didn't expect that not only did you not bring this with you, you even sent it by express delivery. You sure are bold!"

Zhao Feng didn't pay attention to Su Yinyue's words. Instead, he focused all of his attention on the small sword in his hand.

"How should I use this thing? Or should I say, how should I determine if this is a flying sword?"

This was the most important thing to consider right now.

After all, he had only seen the flying sword once, so he didn't have any clue as to how it activated or how to confirm it.

He tried to pour the Vital Spirit into it, but it was like a clay ox entering the sea, the small sword showed no signs of performance.

Zhao Feng frowned. How should this thing be used? To be honest, he was now eighty percent sure that this thing was the legendary flying sword.

Even if his Vital Spirit were to be poured into a rock, it would still have some reaction.

However, he did not have any clue on how to activate it or how to use it.

Su Yinyue looked at Zhao Feng's changing face and asked, "What happened? Did you encounter any problems?"

Zhao Feng nodded: "I don't know how to trigger this thing. In my hands, it's a complete waste."

From this, it could be seen that there were benefits to having a teacher. If someone could guide him and give him some pointers, Zhao Feng wouldn't be so worried.

Zhao Feng tried his best to recall the scene of Xuan Qingzi using his flying sword, but it was to no avail.

Using flying swords was not as simple as Zhao Feng had imagined. What was a flying sword? It was a magical equipment.

Among cultivators, the essential things, magic tools, had their own uses and their own wonders.

It was just like the golden bell that he found in the cave. Any mortal could use it, but the price was soul power.

Among cultivators, there were many such strange things. No one knew how exactly they were able to use the true power of magic tools.

According to Zhao Feng's teachings, every time Bai Qi used the God-Slaying Sword, he had to first use his own blood to seal it.

After studying it for a long time, Zhao Feng still couldn't figure out how to use it.

"Forget it! If you want to use this thing, it still depends on your luck. "

With a sigh, Zhao Feng placed the flying sword into his storage ring. Since he had a guess about the item, he naturally would not treat it like before.

Su Yinyue felt a little regretful. "I thought I could see what the legendary flying sword looks like after all." "What a pity."

At this time, Zhao Feng suddenly remembered his previous plan. He said to Su Yinyue, "Drinking Moon, have you thought about cultivating?"

Immortal cultivation? Su Yinyue was stunned by Zhao Feng's words. She had never considered cultivating. Her dream was to become Ancient Martial Cultivator.

After Zhao Yunfei had helped her, her wish had come true.

However, when Zhao Feng said those words, her heart thumped loudly. Compared to ancient martial arts, he had never even dreamed of cultivating.

"Can I really?"

Wu Tie nodded his head, but immediately frowned: "I cannot guarantee it, but if you want to cultivate immortality, you must first cripple External Strength Martial Cultivator's cultivation."

Cultivation wasn't just about having a cultivation technique.

With the help of his body, he still had to rely on his physique.

Some people were born unsuitable for cultivation, and there were quite a few people like this. Among the one thousand people, there were nine hundred that were unsuitable for cultivation, and of the remaining one hundred, there were probably only one or two with good talent.

In this situation, Zhao Feng had to explain the situation clearly. Su Yinyue had the choice.

Hearing Zhao Feng's words, Su Yinyue fell into deep thought. No one could understand how much time she had spent training from an ordinary person to External Strength Martial Cultivator in just a few months.

However, what Zhao Feng said now was …

He was naturally unwilling to have her cripple her cultivation.

Zhao Feng didn't rush her. After a long while, Su Yinyue nodded: "I'm willing. Even if I can't achieve Immortal Ascension, at worst, I'll just spend a few more months to cultivate. If I don't fight now, I'm really unwilling."

Hearing this, Zhao Feng nodded. Su Yinyue's idea was the same as his. Even if it wasn't possible, she would at most spend a few more months to cultivate her cultivation back.

Su Yinyue sat on the bed and took a deep breath. "I can take it."

Hearing that, Zhao Feng did not hesitate anymore. The Vital Spirit activated in his hands and attached itself to Su Yinyue's lower abdomen.

That feeling of not having the slightest bit of fat on his body made Zhao Feng feel like he didn't want to do anything. All of a sudden, he froze on the spot.

Su Yinyue's face was flushed. The hot air from Zhao Feng's hand was transferred into her body, giving her a strange feeling.

"What are you doing?" "Faster."

Zhao Feng finally came back to his senses after listening to Su Yinyue's slightly embarrassed and angry tone. He said seriously, "Relax, it's over soon."

Immediately, he swung the Vital Spirit in his hand and struck Su Yinyue's Dantian.

"Ugh!"

The pain of her Dantian being broken was not something that an ordinary person could endure. Even Su Yinyue, who was already prepared, could not help but cry out.

Her originally rosy face immediately turned pale as a stream of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth. She looked extremely sad and beautiful.

Zhao Feng actually felt a little guilty. Although he knew it was for Su Yinyue's own good, he still couldn't bear to see her like this.

He quickly grabbed a towel and wiped the blood off the corner of Su Yinyue's mouth.

"Rest for a while. When you recover, I'll help you cultivate."1

Without a doubt, this method of abolishing Su Yinyue's inner force would cause harm to her body. Under such circumstances, the effect of cultivating would be very bad.

"No need. I can bear the pain. We can start immediately."

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