Chapter 129: Apprentice Three: Sword Spirit

After the person left, Feng Xingying immediately returned to the Xihuangjian space.

There, the watermelon was covered in blood and glowing red, lying quietly beside the fire pool.

"What's going on?! Watermelon, watermelon?" Feng Xingying was shocked.

It's just a contract with a spirit beast, how did it get like this?

Watermelon raised her head and gave Feng Xingying a firm look.

What does it do? Why did it become like this?

"Watermelon, are you alright?"

"It's so noisy." An abrupt female voice sounded, and Feng Xingying looked around vigilantly.

This is her Xihuangjian space, yes, but why is there an old voice.

And Feng Xingying searched for a long time, but did not find half a figure, not even breath.

"Silly boy, don't look for it, I'm Xihuang Sword Spirit. Your strength is too low to see me. When you reach the level of a Spirit King, you can almost see me."

Spirit King...

So far away.

Moreover, spiritual practice, the more difficult it will be later.

Although the Spirit King is only one level higher than the Xuanling Master, this level is more difficult than ascending to the sky. Old Madam Feng has spent her entire life, she is only a fourth-order mysterious spiritual master, and there is still a long way to go before the Spirit King.

It is said that there is only one in the entire Dali Kingdom, such a high-level thing as the Spirit King! Most people can't see it at all.

Why is the word King Ling, uttered from the mouth of this sword spirit, but it is as simple as a commonplace meal.

Although he couldn't see anyone, Feng Xingying bowed respectfully and asked for advice humbly: "Dare to ask Senior Sword Spirit, Watermelon, this turtle spirit beast, why did he become like this?"

"Since you look so much like me, and you are so polite, then the deity will kindly answer you: your aptitude has inherited the blood of our Phoenix clan, which is the most attractive thing for ordinary low-level spirit beasts, so ah , Smarter spirit beasts want to recognize you as their master when they smell your scent."

Feeling that she Feng Xingying has become Tang monk meat?

Want to be her beast just by smelling it?

As if watermelon and sesame seeds are the same.

"But don't worry, too low-level spirit beasts don't have the ability to smell it. This little turtle is not bad, it has the bloodline of the beast Xuanwu, but after too many generations, the power of the bloodline is already weak.

The blood of your Phoenix family just made it mutated. "Jian Ling carefully gave Feng Xingying popular science, and didn't forget to shake his head:

"When did our Phoenix Clan come out with a junior like you who doesn't understand anything? Since you are the heir to the Xihuang Sword, don't the elders in the clan even give you popular science?"

"Clan? What clan?" Feng Xingying wondered.

"Don't tell me you're not in the Phoenix Clan? No, you're clearly the bloodline of our Phoenix Clan." The sword spirit was confused, and suddenly let out a scream:

"Could it be that our Phoenix clan was wiped out? Your strength is too weak, you are only fifteen years old to be a little spiritual master, can't you cultivate faster? It's better to revive our Divine Phoenix clan as soon as possible."

Feng Xingying was helpless to face such a sword spirit. In order to prevent her from talking, Feng Xingying could only tell the truth.

"Oh, so you don't know anything, then I'm relieved." Sword Spirit rolled his eyes: "I know everything, if you are willing to beg me, I will reluctantly accept you as an apprentice. I can teach you swordsmanship. , teach you mind, teach you to make alchemy, teach you to make tools, I can teach you everything."

Even if she couldn't see her face, Feng Xingying had already imagined a scene of an expectant old lady trying to abduct a simple, ignorant girl by all means.

It's a pity, although Feng Xingying looks very simple, she is not a cute little sheep in her bones.