Chapter 173

In the sky, Song Fei controls the enlarged fire spirit sword and flies like a meteor.

On the flying sword, a group of five elements air cover came out of the flying sword, enveloping the four people on the fire spirit sword and isolating the external air flow. This prevented Lin Yaoyao and the big goat from being blown down by the fierce air flow from the fire spirit sword.

Lin Yaoyao stood on the edge of the flying sword and touched the air cover from time to time. Everything seemed very curious. To Song Fei's surprise, the girl stood on the edge of the long sword and looked at the forest like an abyss under her feet. She didn't feel afraid of heights.

The goat lay on the flying sword and looked at the forest that kept falling back under his feet. He was very excited.

In the Heilin mountains, from time to time, monsters at the innate and foundation level come out of the forest. The strange eyes are cast on Song Fei and others. Perhaps they feel the danger. Many monsters do not take an offensive posture. Occasionally, monsters provoke, and Song Fei mercilessly kills them.

Looking at the monsters that appear from time to time, Song Fei laments his original happiness. If it hadn't been for the help of Meng Qing, the Qingtian sword sect might have explained it here.

"Guild leader, we went through a lot of hardships to get out of the forest. Unexpectedly, when we go back now, we will fly back. One year, only one year, we will return home in good clothes." roared the big goat.

Song Fei said with a smile, "I have no ambition. This achievement also means returning home in gold."

Qin Shihu sat aside and silently understood the way of sword, but Song Fei felt that Qin Shihu was obviously restless. Song Fei smiled and said, "second uncle, I'm very excited."

Qin Shihu opened his eyes and sighed, "when I think of my brothers, I can't calm down to understand the way of sword."

"Then don't feel it. It's better to see the scenery." Song Fei said with a smile, "it's coming to zhetianling. After zhetianling, it's the mundane world."

"In the mundane world, I can't tell what is immortal and what is mortal." Qin Shihu sighed.

"Hahaha, immortals are made by mortals. What do you want to do so much, second uncle? We just have to live and live well. It's just a title for immortals and mortals." Song Fei smiled.

"The guild leader has a superb artistic conception and a broad mind. In this way, I'm not so tangled." Qin Shihu said.

Then Qin Shihu asked curiously, "guild leader, I see that the flames formed by the cohesion of the foundation building friars' mana are similar to ordinary flames. Why is your flame red as a whole?"

"This is the reason for the performance." Song Fei laughed. "Because I am the only one who has trained, so I have not introduced to you. If this method is distinguished according to color, it can be divided into red orange, yellow green, green blue violet. Red is the lowest and purple is the highest. And my magic art is the extreme compression of the essence of the flame, imitating the taste of the real fire of the sun."

Qin Shihu said, "this spell is really amazing. It can display the magic power of the whole body at one time. If the cultivation is more and more advanced, it will become stronger and stronger."

"Of course not. How can there be such a good thing?" Song Fei shook his head. "There is a limit to the strength of this cohesion, but my mana is low, so I need the mana of my whole body. If my mana is high, I can't compress it all."

"I see." Qin Shihu was relieved.

"Of course, there is still a lot of room for improvement." Song Fei smiled. "As I said just now, my flame can evolve into one of the colors. Now the red Zhenyang fire dance should reach the inferior level. If it turns from red to orange, the power will be greatly enhanced. The specific power depends not only on the mana, but also on the intensity of my flame."

"Now I have limited understanding of the golden way. Maybe I can tell you about the way of fire. I hope there is something in common. Maybe it is also helpful for the way of sword.

The magic of the way of fire has a lot to do with the fire. When cultivating, many friars will understand various kinds of magic with different intensities, such as hell hell hell fire, hell black fire, three flavor real fire, eight diagrams from fire, Nanming Yang fire, rosefinch Yang fire, one yuan heavy water, three cold and mysterious water, seven soul ice spring, etc. if you understand it With these flames, the monk's power will increase infinitely. When using these flames to cast spells, the power can't be the same. That's why the same way of fire, but the combat effectiveness is very different. Of course, I'm also an example. Don't mention the legendary flame of gossip away from fire. Even if it's hell's black inflammation, it's not the level that ordinary monks can relate to, general It's very good for friars to understand the magma fire which is a little higher than the ordinary flame. "

Qin Shihu nodded thoughtfully, "I think it may have something in common with the way of sword."

"That's good. The three thousand roads are finally classified into one, which shows that the roads are interlinked. If you understand the bottleneck, you may find the understanding experience of other monks. Although it is not the same road, it may be more useful than the experience of practicing the same Taoism."

Qin Shihu nodded: "well, thank you for your guidance."

"Big goat, practice hard for me." Song Fei watched the big goat lie on the edge of the fire spirit sword for most of the day. He looked like a curious baby. He was more curious than Lin Yaoyao, a 13-year-old girl. He couldn't help kicking him in the past.

"Hey hey, sect leader, I'm going to practice now." Dashan Yang said with a cheeky smile.

When Lin Yaoyao saw the mountain sheep sitting upright for cultivation, she felt bored. She also sat cross legged on the fire spirit sword and began to understand it slowly according to the description of the five element formula.

It took a long time to arrive at zhetianling from the headquarters of Qingtian sword sect. This time, Song Fei only had half a day to go back, and Xiuling town was in the distance. Passing through Xiuling town was the headquarters of Qingtian sword sect.

Xiulin town is as lively as ever. Hunters are selling prey. Some businessmen buy fur and herbs. People who rush by are running around for a living. Hunters bargain for a few copper coins. In the small inn, the waiter yells loudly and warmly entertains the guests. There are also postnatal warriors passing by the town. With the identity and strength of postnatal warriors, Their faces looked arrogant and indifferent.

Even standing on the clouds, everything in Xiulin town can't escape Song Fei's eyes and ears. This is vulgarity. Like their previous lives, most people run around for life and survival, live and die, and finally turn into loess. Their children and grandchildren continue their reincarnation and struggle in the world of mortals.

Not detached, he will always be a reincarnator of hard life in the world of mortals. Song Fei has thousands of feelings. Maybe in my previous life in the city, I also have the power to look down on these ordinary people in the clouds and laugh at how hard ordinary people are.

I just don't know if there is an eye looking at these so-called immortals above my head. Maybe, those powers.

The fire spirit sword passed through the clouds, did not attract the attention of ordinary people, and quickly broke through the air. The mortals below still followed their own footsteps. No one thought that the immortal who had always wanted to see flew quietly over their heads.

Soon, several people had come to the sky above the headquarters of Qingtian sword sect, and their hearts slowly became restless,

Near the hometown is more timid. For Qin Shihu and big goat, their emotions are much stronger than near the hometown. They are afraid that when they go back, they will see broken walls and tiles and hear death.

"Qingtian sword sect headquarters, there are still people walking!" Qin Shihu's eyes suddenly gathered in the high air, and his mood suddenly surged. Can you say that there are really many brothers alive?

After hearing Qin Shihu's words, the big goat next to him suddenly seemed urgent to breathe. On his usual careless expression, he rarely looked solemn.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Song Fei poured cold water on them and whispered, "I'm afraid something's wrong."

Immediately, Song Fei pressed the sword light and fell directly towards the square of Qingtian sword sect.

The fire red fire spirit sword emits red sword light. Song Fei and others are still in the air. Someone immediately cast their eyes on the red streamer in the air in the square.

On the square, a bald man suddenly exclaimed, "it's an immortal. My God, it's really an immortal. Was it sent by the national teacher?"

The bald man's voice fell and immediately gathered more people.

"Hurry, go and tell the childe that an immortal is coming." suddenly someone shouted, and then someone hurried to the giant stone Hall of Qingtian sword sect.

Song Fei and others saw in the air that the whole Qingtian sword sect had obviously been repaired. Many stone pillars, walls and tiles were replaced with new ones. The crowd in the square was in good spirits, which was obviously different from the original injured.

With the sword light pressed, Song Fei turned his eyes to Qin Shihu.

Qin Shihu sighed and shook his head in disappointment. Obviously, these people below are not the gang members of Qingtian sword sect at all.

"Maybe they are all dead. I have too much hope." Qin Shihu sighed.

"Second uncle, don't be disappointed. Go down and ask." Song Fei comforted softly. "If you don't see their bodies, you don't necessarily die."

The fiery red sword light fell on the door of the hall of Qingtian sword sect. Soon, a young man with rich and handsome white hair in white robes walked out of the hall quickly with a smile on his face. When he saw the visitor clearly, the smile on his original face immediately stopped, and said word by word in a stunned tone: "Qin ~ Shi ~ Hu."

Qin Shihu whispered in Song Fei's ear, "it's childe Jiang of tianyimen. He rarely makes moves and makes good use of strategy. He is a famous young hero in the kingdom of Dayuan."

Childe Jiang was stunned for a moment, then put on a smile, and said: "Tianyi gate Jiang LAN, I've seen you of Qingtian sword sect. I don't know who is an immortal, so that Jiang LAN can do his best as a host."

Song Fei nodded, looked cold and said, "big goat, kill him."