ebookland Chapter 375 Time flies
Chapter 375 Time flies
The morning light was dim and a thin mist covered the training ground.
Hu Qing sat cross-legged on a bluestone cushion, with a faint spiritual light surrounding him.
Master Li stood in front of him, tapped his fingertips lightly, and mysterious runes condensed in the air and then sank into Hu Qing's eyebrows.
"The art of phantom spirits focuses on visualization." Master Li's voice was deep and clear. "You must outline its form within your sea of consciousness, then use your spiritual power as the backbone and your spirit as the guide to give it life."
Hu Qing closed his eyes and concentrated, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.
In his sea of consciousness, a vague shadow was gradually taking shape - it was a snow-white fox with eyes as black as ink and a tail tip with a faint golden hue.
As spiritual power continued to be infused, the outline of the spirit fox became clearer and clearer, and one could even see its fur swaying slightly in the spiritual wind.
"Not enough..." Master Li frowned slightly, "Your spiritual power is circulating too quickly. The phantom spirit needs to breathe. Give it room to transform."
Hu Qing took a deep breath and adjusted the rhythm of his spiritual power.
Gradually, the fox spirit's body began to glow with a lustrous luster, as if it was about to leap out of the sea of consciousness at the next moment.
On the other side, bursts of roars came from the martial arts field.
"Too slow!" Master Xin laughed loudly, and his figure flashed behind Gu Yang like a ghost, and slapped him on the back with one palm.
Gu Yang turned around hastily, blocking his chest with the Soul-Devouring Blade, but was still knocked back several steps by the palm strike, leaving two deep marks under his feet.
He was breathing heavily, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, but his eyes became sharper.
"Come again!" He growled and attacked with his sword.
The knife flashed like a thread, drawing a sharp trajectory in the air.
Master Xin dodged with ease, counterattacking from time to time, and each attack was just right to bring out Gu Yang's potential.
"Pay attention to the flow of spiritual energy!" Master Xin dodged a slashing blow and pointed a finger at Gu Yang's wrist. "The phantom spirit is not a dead thing. It must have your will!"
Gu Yang groaned, and the Soul-Devouring Blade almost slipped out of his hand.
He gritted his teeth to steady himself, feeling the surge of spiritual power in his body.
In the past month, he had consumed countless top-grade spirit stones, and the spiritual energy in his meridians had already been filled to the extreme.
At this moment, under the pressure of Master Xin, the spiritual power became more and more solid, like hammered steel.
Xiao Zi lazily lay on the stone table under the tower, basking in the sun and occasionally wagging his tail.
In its body, the sword energy left by the Sword God shuttled through it like a swimming fish. With each cycle, the purple light on its scales became more intense.
"This little guy is really easy to worry about." The Sword God on the side took a glance, shook his head and chuckled.
Under the high tower, Mr. Xia was leisurely sipping tea.
His eyes swept around, lingering on each person for a moment, and then returned to the ancient book in his hand.
Although he seems leisurely, he can actually sense everyone's cultivation status.
In the blink of an eye, the one-month deadline has arrived.
The battle between Gu Yang and Master Xin has lasted for half an hour.
His movements became more and more smooth, and the sound of wind and thunder was faintly heard when the Soul-Devouring Blade was swung.
A hint of admiration flashed in Master Xin's eyes, but he attacked without mercy.
"The final blow!" Master Xin suddenly jumped up, with a dazzling golden light condensing on the tip of his fist.
Gu Yang's pupils shrank, but he moved forward instead of retreating.
At the moment when the fist was about to hit him, he suddenly let go of the Soul Devouring Blade and formed a strange hand seal with his hands.
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Pure spiritual power burst out from his body, wrapping around the falling Soul-Devouring Blade like flowing water.
Under Master Xin's astonished gaze, the spiritual power continued to condense and shape, and finally turned into a pitch-black sword.
The blade is as thick as a shield, but the edge is as thin as a cicada's wing, emitting a heart-pounding sharpness.
"Good boy!" Master Xin retracted his fist and retreated, laughing loudly as he took out a jar of fine wine from the storage ring that Gu Yang had given him and began to drink it. "I really managed to condense a phantom spirit!"
Gu Yang held the big knife constructed with spiritual power, feeling the blood-connected fluctuations coming from it, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.
This sword is like an extension of his arm, and every pattern on it fits his fighting style.
In the distance, Old Xia closed the ancient book and smiled with satisfaction: "The time has come."
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Seeing that Gu Yang's phantom spirit had been completed, Master Xin stopped forcing him to continue his hard training. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go to Old Xia to ask for a cup of tea and see what the next arrangements are."
Under the high tower, the aroma of tea wafts from the bluestone table.
Old Xia was holding a purple clay teapot and pouring tea for everyone slowly and leisurely.
The light from the lighting stone shines through the gaps between the copper bells on the eaves of the tower, casting tiny white spots on the tea soup.
Xiao Zi was curled up on a stone bench, holding a special little teacup in her paws and sipping carefully.
The Sword God sat aside, tapping the table with his slender fingers, looking relaxed.
"Hey, Xiaobai, are you done with your work here?"
Master Xin sat down on the stone bench with a carefree attitude, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. "Call me Brother Xin, and I'll help you train this little guy."
The Sword God raised his eyelids and opened his thin lips: "Get lost."
He flicked his fingertips, and a drop of tea accurately hit Xin's forehead. "Do you think everyone is as slow as you? It should have been done three days ago."
Gu Yang looked at Xiao Zi curiously when he heard this, and then he discovered the changes in the little guy -
Its body, originally as big as a horse, has now shrunk to the size of a house cat.
But upon closer inspection, the purple-black scales shone with a metallic luster, and each one was as sharp as a sword;
The dragon's horns became more slender and upright, and a row of fine bone spurs grew at the tail vertebrae.
"Xiao Zi?" Gu Yang had just called out when he felt his legs sink.
A purple shadow flashed by with a "whoosh", and Xiao Zi landed steadily on his knees.
After not seeing each other for a month, the little guy rubbed his palm with his head affectionately, and the touch of the cool scales made Gu Yang couldn't help but chuckle.
"A fifth-level demon beast? That's quite an improvement."
Gu Yang rubbed Xiao Zi's chin and suddenly asked in confusion, "But why are you getting smaller the more you practice? How can I ride you to the sky like this?"
Xiao Zi suddenly pricked up her ears when she heard that, and her amethyst-like eyes rolled around.
It scurried to the center of the clearing, and suddenly stretched its body in front of everyone's surprised gazes.
"Boom!" A strong wind blew up from the ground.
The originally petite body suddenly swelled up and turned into a giant dragon dozens of feet long in an instant.
The dark dragon scales glowed purple in the sunlight, its outstretched wings blocked out the sun, and when the dragon's head was raised, the shadow it cast enveloped the entire tower.
Gu Yang looked up and saw that Xiao Zi's nostrils were bigger than his entire body.
"It is now an adult Dark Ancient Stegosaurus."
The Sword God had stood beside Gu Yang without him noticing, his tone filled with rare satisfaction, "In its infancy, it needed a large body to store the sword energy. Now that the sword energy is restrained and can be large or small, it is the true transformation."
Xiao Zi proudly exhaled a purple dragon breath, lowered his huge head, and looked at Gu Yang expectantly with a pair of lantern-like dragon eyes.