Lonemoon felt that the reason why Fatty could not even learn to fly a sword was because he had no foundation in swordsmanship. Every sword cultivator had to first practice basic swordsmanship for a few years and cultivate their own sword Qi before they could combine it with Spirit Qi to use sword techniques. But Fatty had never cultivated before. He had only just begun to come into contact with Spirit Qi, not to mention Sword Qi. That was why he could not even control the slightest bit of Sword Qi in the Dharma artifact. It was a waste of his Nascent Soul cultivation.
Originally, this situation was not a big problem. After all, there were so many cultivators in the world. There were many cultivators who had not cultivated Sword Qi. Actually, he just had to use Spirit Qi to suppress the Sword Qi in the sword. But he did not know what was wrong with Fatty. No matter how he moved his Spirit Qi, he could not suppress the Sword Qi. He seemed to have a grudge against Sword Qi. Once the Spirit Qi was transferred to the sword, the Sword Qi did not retreat. Instead, it seemed to have a chemical reaction and attacked each other. The longer it lasted, the more intense it became. The internal collapse caused the surface layer to be extremely fragile. In addition, Fatty was overweight, so it was natural that it broke.
"Fatty, did you have a grudge against Sword Qi in your previous life?" Lonemoon looked back. He had already flown for three days, but he was still flying like a skyscraper. He estimated that even an immortal sword would not be able to hold on for long. He could not even subdue the Sword Qi in a flying sword. He suddenly wondered if he had been hallucinating when he rose four big realms in a row.
"I … I'm sorry." Fatty's face was full of guilt. He looked at Lonemoon with a face that was even fatter and bruised from the fall. "I will work hard, Master."
"Who's your Master!" Lonemoon glared at him. "I don't have a disciple as stupid as you!" Among the hundreds of disciples in Invincible Sect, there was no one as stupid as him.
"Maybe he is not suitable to cultivate the sword," Yi Qing could not help but say. "He has a high affinity with Spirit Qi. He may be more suitable for spirit cultivation. He also has a five-elemental spirit root. He can cultivate pills, talismans, arrays and weapons. Father Niu, why don't you teach him something else … "
"No!" Before he could finish, Lonemoon rejected him.
"Why?"
"Nonsense!" Lonemoon turned and glared at him. "I only know how to teach sword cultivation. I can teach other things. You do it!"
"Sorry, I scratched you." Yi Qing turned and flew back to Shen Ying's side, pretending not to have said anything. "Master, eat the fruit."
Shen Ying, "…"
"Father Niu, where are we going?" Shen Ying took the fruit from Chef and took a bite. They had been flying for three days.
"The southernmost region," Lonemoon replied.
"What land?" Shen Ying paused.
"Master, it's the place where Fatty wanted to go last time where the demonic beasts run rampant," Yi Qing explained.
"Oh." Shen Ying tilted her head. "Why are we going there?"
"It's all because of this fatty you picked up." Lonemoon glared at her. His disdain for Fatty, this useless sword cultivator, had spread to the other two. "He's like a piece of Tripiṭaka's meat now. Everyone wants a bite. He's just an embroidered pillow, yet he still wants to seek justice for himself. So, we can only find a quiet place and temporarily stuff him with some cotton. Besides … "
He frowned and looked at a certain person who was flying crookedly in front of him. Indeed, in less than fifteen minutes, she fell head first again. His mouth twitched, and his expression became even more disdainful.
"Is it that troublesome?" Shen Ying paused. Did that mean that they were going to hide and wait for a while? This wasn't like Father Niu's style. Shouldn't he be the type to pull Chef along and fight head-on, or go around to the back and secretly attack until the other party had nothing left? There was no such thing as hiding in the CEO's world, right?
"Master." Yi Qing immediately explained. "Father Niu means that what those people did to Fatty has already become an obsession in his heart. So he can only solve his own problems, otherwise it will affect his cultivation. If we help him, we may not be able to completely get rid of this obsession. It may even give rise to mental demons in the future. It will definitely affect his future ascension. "
"Oh." Shen Ying nodded. She didn't understand at all, but he probably meant that there were no psychologists in this plane? "Father Niu has already thought so far ahead … So he treats Fatty so well?"
"Master is right! He indeed treats Fatty differently from other people. He's already destroyed tens of spirit swords, but he still lets Fatty live. He didn't even treat Boss Lan this well in the past. "
"He even lets Fatty eat? In the past, Little Black and the rest had to bring their own rations a day in advance if they wanted to freeload. "
"Not only that, Master, don't forget that he often deducts our food expenses! The last time we went to the immortal city, I only stocked up … ten bags of snacks for Master. "
"Sigh, Fatty is indeed different. Father Niu's taste is so heavy. We're going to become stepfathers soon!"
"I didn't expect him to be this kind of Father Niu."
Swish …
Lonemoon pulled out his ten-meter-long saber.
"I dare you two rascals to say another word?" Can you not whisper in front of me? "You've been acting the whole way, are you two done!" Do you believe that I won't chop you to death in minutes!
"…" Master and disciple both flew backward. They couldn't afford to offend him, couldn't afford to offend him!
"Mas … Master." Fatty said weakly.
Lonemoon turned and glared at him. "What!" Do you want to die too?
Fatty trembled in fear and almost fell down again. He pointed weakly in front of him and said, "Southern Land, we're … we're here."
He turned back and found that a white mist had appeared in front of him. The white mist poured down from the sky and directly merged into a river on the ground. The white mist was very strange. It did not spread in all directions, but only condensed on the other side of the river, as if dividing the world into two. On this side of the river was an ordinary wasteland, but on the other side of the river, it was a stretch of white, and one could faintly see the green mountains and clear waters in the mist.
"This is …" Lonemoon directly summoned a stream of spirit Qi and waved it towards the white mist, but it seemed to meet with some obstruction halfway and disappeared directly. Wave-like patterns on the white mist spread out from the middle. "Indeed, this mist is an array."
He glanced at the few of them and directly flew down. Looking down at the boundary river in front of him, he saw that the water was so clear that he could see the bottom, and the rich spirit Qi of the five elements rushed towards him.
"This is a spirit river!" Yi Qing said with some surprise.
"Yes." Lonemoon nodded, he also saw the problem with this river.
"What is a spirit river?" Fatty was stunned and could not help but ask.
"It's a river formed by the gathering of spirit Qi." Lonemoon glanced at him and said directly, "This place has gathered a large amount of spirit Qi of the five elements to form a river, so it's called a spirit river. It's similar to a spirit vein, except that spirit veins are alive and can circulate endlessly, and can even move. But the spirit river is dead, it can only stay in one place. "
He released his divine perception and directly scanned the entire Southern Land. "It seems that this spirit river flows through the entire Southern Land, transporting the spirit Qi of the five elements to various areas. Together with this white mist, it just happens to form a natural array, isolating the entire Southern Land inside. "
"Array … Array?" Fatty was stunned.
Lonemoon glared at him. "Didn't you always want to come to the Southern Land? Didn't you ask about it? "
"I … I only heard that the Southern Land is dangerous and demon beasts run rampant," Fatty answered. "From time to time, powerful demon beasts will run out, so even traveling immortals dare not enter the Southern Land."
"It's not that they dare not, it's that they can't!" Lonemoon snorted coldly. "No matter how powerful the demon beasts are, they are at most twelfth-level demon beasts at the peak of the Soul Formation stage. Traveling immortals are not afraid of them. But this natural array gathers the spirit Qi of the five elements, and it traverses the entire Southern Land. It is one with this place. As long as one is a cultivator, once they cross the river, they will definitely disrupt the normal flow of spirit Qi in the river. The spirit Qi in the cultivator's body will cause the spirit Qi in the river to backfire. Unless one's cultivation is high enough to resist the spirit Qi in the entire spirit river, there is no way to enter. "
Fatty's face paled. "That … that means no one can enter?"
"No." Lonemoon answered. "Mortals can enter!" Without spirit Qi in the body, naturally there would be no backfire.
But he was no longer a mortal, right?
Fatty's face fell. "What do we do? Is there no other way to cross the river? "
"There is one!" Lonemoon's eyes narrowed, and he smiled amiably. He beckoned to Fatty and said, "Come over and cooperate."
"Huh?" Fatty was stunned.
"Come stand in front." He pointed to the empty space in front of him.
Fatty looked confused, but he still walked over obediently. "Master, I'm standing here … Ah ~ ~ ~!"
Before he could finish speaking, Lonemoon suddenly lifted his leg and kicked him in the butt.
There was a splashing sound, and Fatty fell directly into the river like a sandbag. In an instant, the entire river was blocked, and the water level was cut off.
"Let's go, we can cross the river now!" Lonemoon shouted. With that, he stepped on Fatty and walked over.
Shen Ying: "…"
Yi Qing: "…"
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Was Father Niu venting his anger on Fatty because of their words just now? It was definitely true!
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