CHAPTER 120
Sword Maniac
"What? Spiritual consciousness?"
Ye Fei wasn't interested in listening to the rest of the Guardian Elder's words. His entire focus was on the sword stele, because the Sacred Master's spiritual consciousness was on the sword stele!
"Wang Bai didn't lie to me. This sword stele must be an incredible treasure!" Ye Fei was extremely excited.
What was a Spiritual Will? It was something that only peerless experts could leave behind. Even if the physical body was destroyed, the Spiritual Will would exist forever!
The stronger the martial artist, the stronger the Mind Intent left behind.
For example, when Ye Fei was in the Demon Sealing Pagoda, the Demon Emperor had been suppressed for three thousand years. All that remained of him was a strand of his consciousness. It was because of this consciousness that the Demon Emperor hadn't died after being suppressed for three thousand years.
From this, it could be seen how miraculous spiritual will was.
Now that the spiritual consciousness of a Holy Lord was right in front of him, Ye Fei would be an idiot to refuse such an opportunity. As for the dangers mentioned by the guardian elder, Ye Fei completely ignored them.
With the Undying Sword Soul, he could do whatever he wanted!
Of course, on the surface, Ye Fei still said courteously, "Thank you for your advice, Elder. I would like to borrow the sword stele to take a look."
"You are so stubborn! Go to the most remote back hall. The sword stele is there. Remember, don't disturb Martial Uncle's cultivation. If you make Martial Uncle unhappy and he accidentally releases his sword intent and injures you, then it's your own bad luck! "
The Guardian Elder's attitude changed greatly. He looked at Ye Fei as if he was looking at a piece of rotten wood that could not be carved. He turned his back and lay on the chair, not saying another word.
Ye Fei couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on these snobbish Elders. After politely thanking them, he turned around and walked into the Skills Method Hall. In the innermost and most remote hall, there was one.
It was unknown how old the palace was. Many of the walls had been weathered into piles of sand. There were broken walls everywhere. It was like a ruin.
However, in the middle of the ruins, there was a stone tablet in the shape of a sword that pierced the clouds!
Ye Fei knew that this was the sword stele. He walked out, wanting to take a closer look.
A hoarse voice suddenly called out to him.
"Stop! The spiritual will on the sword stele is too powerful. Although you have the Extraterrestrial Divine Fire in your body, it will be difficult for you to resist it. Forcefully comprehending it will only do more harm than good. "
Only then did Ye Fei notice that there was an old man sitting cross-legged near the sword stele. He was able to tell the secret of Ye Fei's body at a glance.
It was unknown how many years the old man had not moved. His head and body were covered in green moss, completely blending in with the surrounding scenery.
However, the old man's gaze was very bright. No, it was no longer a gaze, but a sword light. Just by looking at each other, Ye Fei seemed to see thousands of sword lights flashing in front of him.
This old man's strength was extremely terrifying!
Ye Fei did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice, Elder. However, I still want to give it a try!"
"Silly child, silly child!"
The old man nodded and then shook his head. He did not continue speaking. Those who dared to comprehend the sword stele were all geniuses among geniuses. All of them thought highly of themselves. They would not learn their lesson until they were badly battered.
Clearly, the old man also treated Ye Fei as such. Knowing that he could not persuade him, he closed his eyes and cultivated silently.
Around his body, there were flashing terrifying sword lights. Ye Fei was shocked when he saw this. What kind of realm did he have to reach to be able to release such terrifying sword Qi unconsciously?
This old man was the one who truly loved swords. He was a sword fanatic!
Ye Fei only had respect for this old man who was obsessed with the way of the sword.
"Elder, sorry to disturb you."
After bowing respectfully to the old man, Ye Fei walked in front of the sword stele and sat down cross-legged, preparing to attempt to comprehend it.
A resplendent sword light was instantly released from Ye Fei's body and rushed into the sword stele. That was the will of the way of the sword that Ye Fei had condensed with his own spirit.
"It's actually sword intent! This child is also one of my generation. Unfortunately, his realm and talent are too low. It will be difficult, difficult, difficult for him to comprehend this sword stele! "
The Sword Fanatic Elder said the word "difficult" three times. Finally, he sighed and completely immersed himself in cultivation. Even though he was cultivating, his gaze was fixed on the sword stele. It was as if he was using his own sword intent to communicate with the sword stele.
However, the sword stele seemed to be very resistant to the Sword Fanatic Elder's sword intent. Just by looking at it for a while, the Sword Fanatic Elder's face turned red. He felt so uncomfortable that he was about to vomit blood.
On the other side, Ye Fei's situation was not much better. When he injected his own will of the way of the sword into the sword stele, a terrifying spiritual pressure that could topple mountains and overturn seas came from within the sword stele.
Thousands of terrifying sword lights began to appear in front of Ye Fei. Each sword light was filled with various kinds of will of the way of the way of the sword.
"The strength of the first Sacred Master is indeed strong. How many types of sword intent has he comprehended? He actually fused them all together to form a spiritual intent. This is the true will of the sword. With my current strength and talent, there is no way I can comprehend it! "
Pu!
Ye Fei opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He had just comprehended the sword intent and he had already received an invisible sword injury. If he continued to comprehend it, he might really end up like what the Palace Guarding Elder said. He would become a sword fanatic. Not only would he not gain anything, he might even go berserk! He would turn his own way of the sword into the demonic path!
"Damn it! I finally got the chance to look at the sword stele. This is the best chance for me to improve my sword intent. No, I can't give up! If I give up now, I won't be able to grow in the future! "
I want to become stronger!
I want to become stronger!
I must step into the Star-Moon Holy Land and take my sister back!
"Undying Sword Soul! Yes, since my talent is not enough to comprehend this sword stele, I will use the Undying Sword Soul to improve my comprehension! "
Ye Fei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a determined gaze. He stole a glance at the old man opposite him. He discovered that although the Sword Fanatic Elder's face was red, he seemed to be immersed in comprehending the sword stele.
If he didn't disturb him, the Sword Fanatic Elder wouldn't pay too much attention to him.
Without any hesitation, Ye Fei quickly took out the Earth Rank elixir and swallowed it. Although the Undying Sword Soul was becoming more and more picky with its food, the Earth Rank elixir still succeeded in awakening the dormant Sword Soul.
Boom!
The Undying Sword Soul absorbed the energy of the Earth Rank elixir in a single gulp. Following which, a large amount of black energy crazily surged out.
Ye Fei hurriedly allowed the black energy to flow into his mind. A miraculous thing happened. His head, which was originally in intense pain, suddenly became incomparably clear.
The originally dazzling sword stele also became gentle like a ray of white light.
Thousands of sword images flashed before Ye Fei's eyes like flowing lights. They even carved out terrifying sword scars in the surrounding space.
Every single one of these sword scars was enough to tear Ye Fei to pieces. However, with the terrifying comprehension raised by the Undying Sword Soul, Ye Fei was incomparably sharp. He captured every movement of these sword scars.
They were like layers of irregular restrictions surrounding the sword stele, preventing anyone from entering the sword stele and comprehending it.
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