Chen Feng began to have a trace of fighting spirit flowing. The fighting spirit became more and more fierce and stronger. Chen Feng had already put away the idea of ​​subduing this fighting spirit, just to feel it. Because he was extremely small in front of the fighting spirit, Chen Feng kept his secret consciousness and felt it with a gentle attitude. At this time, Chen Feng was like a small boat floating on the sea with a storm, with the wind and waves surging, the boat was bumpy, and the people on the boat were motionless and attached to the boat. As long as the boat did not turn over, people would not fall into the sea.

Before he knew it, Chen Feng felt that he had also become a battle knife, with an unpredictable sharp edge, as if he could strangle the world in an explosion.

Only the fighting intention is in the heart, the sword can be in the heart. This is also the reason why the Qianhuan Ancestor can lead the fighting intention out of the sword. However, the Qianhuan Ancestor made a mistake. The fighting intention is like a strong man, who blindly lets it surrender to himself. The fighting intention eventually serves, but loses the dignity of his strong man. He wins again, but weakens three points on himself.

Chen Feng suddenly understood a word - respect!

Whether it is the strong or the will of fighting, whether it is the weak or the secret beast, whether it is the plants, trees, wind and rain, it has its own dignity.

A thing cannot be trampled on only dignity!

All of this, Chen Feng completely went to the idea of ​​subduing his fighting spirit.

However, Chen Feng's clarity also aroused the resonance of fighting spirit. The huge sword suddenly lit up, bursting out a bright sword light, and then a roar full of joy, the whole world suddenly disappeared, and Chen Feng's secret consciousness had left the blade.

Chen Feng held the hilt of the knife with one hand and swung it easily in the air. It was so wonderful. When Chen Feng and the sword felt this kind of mutual appreciation, the sword became much lighter. At this moment, Chen Feng felt that he had stronger power, because the sword in his hand was once majestic and straight, pointing straight to the sky, and it will still be like this in the future, majestic, vast, and sharp!

At this time, Chen Feng did not let his fighting spirit surrender to him, but the three slashing techniques of Fengxue's Battle Spirit appeared clearly in his mind. Without practice, Chen Feng had already mastered it!

The proud fighting spirit is not Chen Feng’s servant, but Chen Feng’s companion!

Before, the sword's absorption of metal energy in his green heart and lungs continued, but now it stopped. Because Chen Feng felt that the energy in his heart and lungs was almost empty.

This is the energy close to a mountain, and it passed away in such a short time. Even if Chen Feng couldn't use these energy for the time being, he felt very distressed.

However, Chen Feng's surprise had not stopped. As soon as the sword was absorbed, a pure, sharp and secret force that exuded vigorous vitality spread from the sword to his body, part of which spread into the meridians, and the other part entered the blue heart and lungs.

Chen Feng felt extremely familiar with this secret power. The battle knife actually converted the metal energy into secret power and transmitted it back into his body!

Soon, Chen Feng's meridians were filled with water!

Soon, Chen Feng's chest once again showed the gathering and rotation of secret power!

Soon, a secret spin appeared on Chen Feng’s chest!

This is Chen Feng’s ninth secret rotation!

The secret Xuan is still green, but there is a trace of gray light in the middle of the secret Xuan, which is the trace left by the sword.

The bottleneck suddenly broke through, and Chen Feng finally reached the highest level of the secret disciple realm - the Nine-Star Secret Puppet!

Chen Feng actually achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation under this circumstance!

After forming a secret spiral, the secret power in the sword continued to come, a small part of it merged into the secret spiral, and most of it returned to the green heart and lungs. Of course, Chen Feng did not completely retract his secret power, and there was also a part of the metal energy, which was continued to be left in the sword by Chen Feng.

Since you are a partner, you have to consider it for the other party. Because you absorbed metal energy that suits you, the gray sword with a hint of green light became another great help from Chen Feng.

On the back of the gray cloth discovered by Chen Feng also records some of the experiences of Qianhuan Ancestor himself.

Qianhuan Ancestor was born in a desolate mountain village. Because he had no food and clothing, he had to join a local gang and fight for others to make a living. The turning point of Qianhuan Ancestor's life happened one evening. At that time, his conscience had not yet been completely destroyed and he saved a blind man on the side of the road. Who would have thought that this blind man was actually a secret person. Before he died, he left him a cloth bag and asked him to send him to a mountain.

At that time, although the ancestor Qianhuan was not old, he was not stupid. When he found that he could not open the cloth bag no matter what, he realized that the person he saved was not an ordinary person, so he went to the mountain where no one paid attention to it on weekdays without hesitation.

After searching in the mountains for a long time, he discovered that there was another world deep in the clouds and mists. This was a secret world. Because the ancestor Qianhuan returned the storage bag of an important disciple in the sect, the sect also took in the ancestor Qianhuan as his disciple.

Who would have thought that the master of Qianhuan Ancestor Qianhuan had his idea. He thought that the master of Qianhuan must have something important to have not handed over, so he took over the master's disciple to gain his trust and facilitated soul search. Who would have thought that the master's plan was understood and plotted against him at the critical moment of his master's cultivation. However, the master was defeated by the secret nightmare that suddenly appeared and completely became a madman who lost his mind. Qianhuan Ancestor Qianhuan took advantage of the chaos of the master's sect and escaped, wandering in the secret world for many years, and finally joined the Six Jue Sects.

Later, he worked hard and practiced hard, and became an elder of the Six Jue Sects, and then had the experience of obtaining a sword. The final result of his life was not written on the gray cloth, because there was no need to write it anymore and he couldn't write it anymore.

Chen Feng didn't know how the Qianhuan Ancestor who had been living underground had endured for so long, how could he survive the torment of revenge and loneliness. But Chen Feng could feel that no matter whether he was Qianhuan Ancestor was proud or frustrated, he could not forget the mountain village he had lived in since childhood and his relatives there. There, Qianhuan Ancestor spent the most beautiful, innocent, without killing, and intrigue in his life. When he had the dream of joining the gangs in the martial arts world without worrying about food and clothing, the dream of entering the secret world to become a secret person, the dream of increasing his cultivation level greatly, and later he had the dream of winning respect for the battle sword to dominate the secret world, no matter at any stage, he could not forget his starting point.

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to the ancestor Qianhuan.
Chapter completed!