He could feel the desire of this remnant soul to pay tribute to old friends and find a successor.

This determination to complete it even exceeds the concern for his true form, Qian Junzi.

Baiyi didn't lie.

Even a Mahayana monk, with such weak spiritual power, could only use his pure soul body to lie in front of his second-level resonance mind method...

impossible.

Xiao Ran raised his head and looked around. The information he saw was basically consistent with what Bai Yi said.

It seems that it is indeed safe here.

If you don't do it yourself, this one-time restraint on the remaining souls will soon disappear with the wind, and you will never die in peace.

For the sake of the master... he rushed.

Xiao Ran raised his head and looked directly at the floating white clothes that seemed to be hanging in the air.

"If they are two broken swords from the same sword... maybe I can deign to inherit the sword."

Bai Yi smiled calmly.

"I will never see the wrong person."

Damn it, find the heir, burn bridges all at once, and don’t even humble yourself and call yourself me.

Xiao Ran opened his hands slightly and said calmly:

"Sword comes——"

A cold wind blew by.

Damn, no response!

So embarrassing.

Xiao Ran's spiritual power was empty, and the sword was inserted too deep. As a result, his ability to control the sword from a distance failed to pull out the broken sword.

It seems that I was too wary of Xiao Wu before, but after suddenly losing my worries, I suddenly got carried away...

too young!

The mountains don’t belong to me, I can only rely on the mountains.

Xiao Ran awkwardly stepped forward, went to the weeds to the east, pulled out a broken sword with a handle that was inserted deeply, then ran to the west, and pulled out a small half of the broken sword with only the tip of the sword exposed.

Returning to the center, he held two swords in both hands and stared at them for a long time.

The two broken swords were stained with different kinds of soil and weeds.

But the material of the core is exactly the same, both are ordinary black black iron.

The fracture was covered with soil, and when one penetrated with his spiritual consciousness, he could clearly see that the fracture was completely symmetrical and came from the same sword.

Actually.

Xiao Ran had never seen the grade of this sword.

He was just so deeply attracted by a certain silent and unyielding will that he withstood wave after wave of attacks, and when he saw the holy light leading to the Heavenly Sword Tomb, he was about to take a step forward——

However, he unexpectedly discovered that there was a sword intent that was connected to each other, an unyielding sword intent that wanted to be integrated into one, lying in front of him.

Like lotus root threads connected by broken threads, it is so subtle that even though he possesses the power of second-level resonance, he can only be vaguely seen.

Looking left and right, I found that the two ends of the sword's filaments were actually two broken swords from the same sword body.

This is not easy!

After fighting against the Netherworld, after death, the broken sword can still be kept intact, and at the same time it is connected in a hidden way, waiting for those who know.

There is a fight in the underworld, and it is common sense that the body will die and the sword will be missing.

Legend has it that this is a way for the poison to destroy the will of the monks...

After the death of the sword holder, the pair of broken swords are not only broken but not missing, they are also secretly connected, waiting for the new sword holder.

How powerful this is, yet how low-key it is!

Even all the elders of Zongzhi Mountain did not notice it, otherwise they would not have left it in the sword spine layer...

Extremely tough material that never breaks!

Hidden in the great avenue that merges with heaven and earth!

Isn't this the sword most suitable for resonance swordsmanship?

Xiao Ran stopped and was so absorbed in looking at it that he forgot to lift his legs to walk.

He was not 100% sure whether the grade of this sword reached the heaven level, but its character attracted him inexplicably.

It wasn't until the remnant soul in white clothes appeared that he realized that he might have found a treasure.

Xiao Ran held the two broken swords standing in the mud and weeds in his hands, feeling extremely happy.

The day when the broken sword is reforged, when the sword god returns.

He seemed to have seen this scene.

It doesn't matter whether it is a heavenly level or not, as long as you can take advantage of it.

The remnant soul in white clothes could see the joy in his heart. He raised his head and sighed. There was reminiscence and relief in his eyes, but in the end they all turned into exclamation.

Staring at Xiao Ran, he asked for a long time:

"May I have your name?"

Xiao Ran raised his head, holding the broken sword in his hand, and bowed.

"Disciple Xiao Ran has met the real master."

This kid, before you took the sword, you didn’t even want to call me Master Master!

But he is not the real leader either.

It was just a remnant soul left behind by the head Qian Junzi in memory of his old friend. There was no hope that this sword would find an heir.

Because it was an unexpected surprise, before Xiao Ran accepted the sword, he had been hiding it, suppressing his shock and excitement.

After settling his friend's funeral, there was no need for him to exist anymore. Before disappearing, he slowly said:

"Qian Junzi...is he still alive?"

Xiao Ran nodded.

"The head master will survive the disaster in three years."

Bai Yi sighed:

"Even he was injured... Life and death matter, and the future of this world is ultimately in the hands of young people."

Xiao Ran said puzzledly:

"In the Age of Dharma Ending, spiritual energy is declining day by day. Shouldn't young people become weaker and weaker?"

Bai Yi shook his head.

"For the mediocre, this is indeed the case, but heroes emerge in troubled times. For the truly strong, the more they are tempered, the brighter they shine. The end of the law will stimulate their hidden potential... A truly interesting era is coming. Unexpectedly

Before I die, I will be able to see one of them with my own eyes."

Well……

Xiao Ran felt like a newbie who had just joined the group, surrounded by a group of real bosses, shouting:

[The boss is here, the group status is -1!]

"Don't milk me, I'm just practicing Qi."

Xiao Ran hurriedly explained.

Unexpectedly, the figure in white smiled, and his body was like dust and smoke, slowly dissipating into the vast blood mist.

There was only a lingering sound that rolled up the blood mist, deafening and deafening——
Chapter completed!