C4 Spirit Beast

Time flew by, and in a flash, another three months had passed.

Qin Feng had once again displayed his astonishing talent in the Sword Dao. Even Qin Xiaocang was incomparably shocked.

According to Qin Xiaocang's previous expectations, with Qin Feng's powerful body at the peak of the Spirit Master Realm, the early stages of sword cultivation would be relatively simple, and it would also save him from the initial basic physical training. As such, he thought that if Qin Feng diligently practiced and had some talent, then... He could become a swordsman in half a year, and he could reach the peak of swordsman in another year.

However, after only a month of practice, he had learned all the basic skills. He was also very familiar with the eight key attacking techniques on the first day. After that, he was even more adept at learning sword techniques. He only needed to take a look at them once and he would be able to imitate seventy to eighty percent of them. After cultivating for a few more hours, he would be able to completely master them.

Those simple sword techniques were not difficult for Qin Feng. Later, Qin Xiaocang taught him the slightly complicated and profound Sword Skill, but every time he could learn it, it would only take him a few days. Qin Xiaocang was amazed and shocked.

This kind of talent could be said to be heaven defying, like a monstrous genius. At least Qin Xiaocang had never heard of anyone who could practice sword techniques so easily.

Because of this, he often sighed at his own wisdom. He advised Qin Feng to abandon his spirit and follow the sword, and once said that Qin Feng was born with a Sword Cultivator. In short, he praised Qin Feng very much, and liked him very much.

Therefore, a month ago, he bestowed a treasured sword to Qin Feng, and its name was Soul Crying.

This sword was black in color, and it was six feet and seven inches long. It was an inch and a half wide, and ancient symbols appeared on the hilt of the sword. On the blade, a horn was carved on the forehead. It opened its bloody mouth, and it looked like a terrifying Vicious Beast that was roaring.

According to Qin Xiaocang, this sword contained Sword Spirit. It could be said to be a top tier Lord Treasure. However, the Sword Spirit had been in a state of deep sleep, and had not been awakened for hundreds of thousands of years. Therefore, the power of the Soul Crying Sword had been greatly reduced. It could only be considered a powerful magic treasure now.

There were many rare treasures in the Heaven Spirit Continent, and there was a general classification for these treasures.

In the world, apart from the tools used by ordinary people, the most common ones used by cultivators were called magic tools, and they were usually used by those who were below the peak of the Spirit Master realm.

After that... It was a magic treasure that possessed a certain amount of magical effects. It was generally owned by Spirit Lord and Sword Lord. Of course, there were also some Spirit Masters who were lucky enough to obtain one.

Above magic treasures was a Lord Treasure, which was several times more powerful than magic treasures. Generally, those who possessed a Lord Treasure were at least at the Spirit King Sword King, and only a small portion of those with extraordinary status or extremely lucky luck would be able to obtain one.

After that was the Spirit Treasure, which was terrifyingly powerful. However, the difficulty of creating it was also extremely high, and there were very few of them.

Magic weapons were divided into three grades, high, low, and low. Magic treasures and Lord Treasure were divided into first grade to Ninth Grade. The first three grades were called elementary, the middle three grades were considered intermediate, and the last three grades were called top grade.

This Soul Crying Sword was obtained by Qin Xiaocang by chance. However, because it was unable to awaken the sleeping Sword Spirit in the sword, it could only unleash the power of a magic treasure, greatly reducing its effects. Now that he saw Qin Feng's extraordinary talent, he decided to give it to him. Perhaps it was also because he hoped that Qin Feng could bring about a miracle and awaken the Sword Spirit.

Qin Feng really liked this Soul Crying Sword. It was a precious treasure, and although it was a bit unsuitable for him to wear, it was still very close to his body, and very rarely separated from his body.

Furthermore, Qin Feng's heaven-defying talent was something that even he himself was quite confused about. Every time he came into contact with the sword technique, he would enter a mysterious realm. It was as if his soul had a certain understanding of these Sword Skill. It was as if he could learn it with ease.

This mysterious and mysterious feeling was unclear to him. It came completely from his soul. Perhaps it was just as Qin Xiaocang had said, he was born with the Sword Cultivator.

Now, he was infinitely close to the peak of swordsmen. One more step and he could become a swordsman.

On this day, Qin Feng practiced with his sword in the open space in front of Qin Xiaocang's house. Qin Xiaocang once taught him that the Sword Cultivator paid the most attention to the foundation. Although his talent was very good, he still needed to build a good foundation. He could not reduce or decrease his cultivation every day.

Qin Feng kept Qin Xiaocang's words in mind and did not dare to disobey. Furthermore, he would never let his guard down. He wanted to become a super expert in the Sword Cultivator.

Furthermore, after experiencing the huge change from a spiritual genius to a trash, his disposition had changed. He was no longer frivolous and arrogant. Now, after cultivating the sword, he had become even more calm.

"Hu!"

Qin Feng let out a long breath. He put away the sword and wiped the sweat from his forehead. This morning's cultivation had finally come to an end.

"Big Bro Qin Feng, you are really amazing! Daddy kept praising you last night!" On the side, a cute little girl with braided hair stood up from the stool and said.

She was Qin Yaner, who often sat by the side and watched Qin Feng practice his sword.

Qin Feng's expression did not change. As he walked out, he said to Qin Yaner, "Yaner, let's go and eat."

"Yes, yes. I was hungry a long time ago." Qin Yaner skipped after Qin Feng like a live rabbit.

Qin Yaner was the youngest in the direct line of the Qin Family. She was also the one who kept most of her innocence. Her face was overflowing with a sweet smile, like the spring breeze of three months. It made people feel as if their souls were being bathed in the warm sunlight.

Looking at this scene, the corner of Qin Feng's mouth revealed a rare smile. This Qin Yaner was the only person he cared about, and also the only one who could bring him a trace of happiness.

In another room of the Qin Family, Qin Xiaolong had just gone through a month of seclusion before coming out of his seclusion today.

The two of them hadn't seen each other for many days, and they were talking about their longing for each other.

"Lian Er, how's Little Ye's cultivation?" After a long time, Qin Xiaolong asked Mu Lian.

A smile of relief appeared on Mu Lian's face as she replied, "Little Ye's talent is not bad. She should be able to become an intermediate Cleric in another year and a half."

"Mm." Qin Xiaolong nodded. He could be considered satisfied. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and asked, What is it?" What about him?"

"Do you mean Feng? Feng is practicing with Third Uncle. I heard he is about to reach the peak of swordsmen. " Mu Lian said. There was a complicated look in her eyes. There was a trace of relief and sadness.

"Really? Three months? The top of the swordsman level..." Qin Xiaolong did not ask anything else and fell into silence.

Time gradually passed in the dull days. In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng had been practicing his sword for a year.

The current Qin Feng was more than 13 years old. His body grew very fast. He was 1.6 meters tall, and his physique had also become stronger and stronger. His temperament had also become more and more stable. Right now, he was completely immersed in his sword, and he was extremely indifferent to other things.

Half a year ago, he became a swordsman. Now, he had quite a lot of strength. He could be called a master swordsman.

However, Qin Xiaocang kept emphasizing the importance of the basic practice of Sword Cultivator at the beginning, so he did not speed up. He kept letting Qin Feng train his physique, practicing the basic sword skills over and over again. As for those powerful Sword Skill, he would only teach them once every few days.

On this day, a piece of shocking news came out from the Qin Family. One of the branches was called Qin Hao, and he wasn't even eighteen yet. He had actually broken through to the Spirit Lord, and he was an extremely rare and rare Wind Spirit Cultivator in the Qin Family. Not long after, he was summoned by Qin Xiao. After that, he was unexpectedly made an exception and accepted as a direct descendant. There was also a generous reward, and even his parents' status had increased tremendously.

This news was shocking, but also reasonable. A Spirit Lord who was not even eighteen years old could be said to have extraordinary talent in the Qin Family. He was even better than Qin Kui. If he didn't do this, it would have cooled the hearts of the people of the collateral family. This would make it impossible for the Qin Family to truly unite.

However, all of this didn't concern Qin Feng at all. He continued to persist in his cultivation.

After he became a swordsman, he did not only train in Qin Family. He would spend more time practicing his sword in a forest in the western suburbs of the city. There were not many people there. It was much quieter than the Qin Family. Moreover, there was more space for him to use the powerful Sword Skill. Not to mention... There were no strange looks from his clansmen, nor were there any mocking looks from them.

As the saying goes, it's better to see than to see. Qin Feng was happy to do so. Compared to the forest in Qin Family, it was more suitable for him to cultivate.

However, there were wild beasts roaming in the forest. They usually wouldn't come out to disturb the people, but if someone entered, they would have to be careful and become their meal.

Fortunately, these wild beasts were generally weak. Ordinary people would have a slim chance of survival if they encountered them. However, if a swordsman encountered them, even if they could not defeat them, they would have the ability to escape. Therefore, Qin Feng was not afraid of them, but it would be difficult to kill them.

In Heaven Spirit Continent, other than wild beasts, there was an even more terrifying creature. People called it Spiritual Beast.

The Spiritual Beast had a certain relationship with spirit cultivators. The biggest difference between them and beasts was that they had more or less Spirit Power in their bodies. From there, they could change the body and become stronger and stronger. They could even release some special skills.

This Spirit Power would usually condense into a crystal and be stored within the Spiritual Beast's body. It would be used as the source of its power. People called it a Spirit Nucleus, and it had many uses. It was something that spirit cultivators loved very much. High-grade Spirit Nucleus were usually sold at a sky-high price.

Therefore, there were often large groups of mercenaries who entered the gathering place of the Spiritual Beast to kill it and seize the Spirit Nucleus.

However, the lowest grade of Spiritual Beast possessed the strength equivalent to a Sword Lord. Those powerful Spiritual Beast were comparable to a high-grade spirit cultivator and were extremely frightening. It was not something that an ordinary person could obtain.

In the blink of an eye, another three months had passed. Qin Feng had become a high level swordsman with a leap. This was even under the situation where Qin Xiaocang was suppressing his progress.

On this day, Qin Feng was practicing his sword in the forest. Qin Xiaocang walked over with large strides.

He looked at Qin Feng with a satisfied smile on his face, but the scar on his left eye was twisted. It was very scary.

When Qin Feng put away his sword, Qin Xiaocang smiled and said, "Feng, you have improved at a very fast speed. Third Uncle is very pleased. However, the path of the sword was not only used to see, it also needed real training. Only by experiencing storms and blood can one be considered a real Sword Cultivator. Only then could one become a powerhouse. Do you dare follow Third Uncle into the depths of this forest? "

Currently, Qin Feng had been training in the outskirts of the forest. There were very few wild beasts and they were all quite weak. There were quite a number of ferocious wild beasts in the depths of the forest. If one was not careful, one's soul might return to this place.

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Qin Feng replied.

"Haha, good! Let's go in with Third Uncle. " Qin Xiaocang walked towards the depths of the forest while laughing loudly. Qin Feng immediately followed behind him.

The uncle and nephew spread out their speed and quickly advanced towards the depths. Not long after, they saw a wild boar rushing over.

"Feng, look carefully."

As soon as Qin Xiaocang finished speaking, he slowly raised the sword in his hand, but in the next moment, he was as fast as lightning, and directly cut the wild boar into two.

This slow and fast grasped the timing difference, and did not exert much force, but instead slashed at the boar's most vulnerable tail.

Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and his heart could not help but move.

He did not feel much discomfort towards the wild boar's corpse and the smell of blood. He only frowned slightly, and returned to normal after a short while.

Qin Xiaocang looked at Qin Feng and did not say anything. He continued to lead him forward.

After a while, they found a hunting wolf.

"Feng, look carefully." Qin Xiaocang only left this sentence before he flashed out like lightning and headed straight for the wolf.

The Ash Wolf also noticed Qin Xiaocang. Its eyes emitted a gloomy green light. It bared its teeth and roared as it charged over.

Qin Xiaocang did not panic at all. With a wrong step, he instantly dodged the Ash Wolf and arrived at its side. With a swift sword strike, he struck the Ash Wolf's waist and once again split the prey into two.

"The gray wolf died in its wail, but Qin Xiaocang did not look at it. In a flash, he returned to Qin Feng's side.

In the following time, Qin Xiaocang brought Qin Feng to look for wild beasts along the way. Every time he said "look carefully," he would quickly attack and cleanly cut the wild beast in half, without a single mistake.

The sun set in the west. Qin Xiaocang brought Qin Feng out of the forest. There was not a trace of blood on his body, not even a speck of dust. It was as if he did not go to hunt wild beasts before, but went out for a wild trip.

On the contrary, it was Qin Feng who was covered in dust. His eyes flickered as if he was thinking of something.

Qin Xiaocang felt a little satisfied with Qin Feng's appearance and slightly nodded his head.

As night fell, Qin Feng lay on the bed and kept thinking about what had happened today, especially what Qin Xiaocang had said to him in the end.

On the way out of the forest, Qin Xiaocang said to Feng, "Feng, remember this, whether it is the wild beasts, the Spiritual Beast, or our Sword Cultivator and spiritual cultivators. They all have their own weaknesses. You have to find out where they are. After that, catch them off guard and kill them in one strike. "

Every time Qin Xiaocang attacked, he would give Qin Feng a warning, telling him to observe carefully. Every time he attacked, he would aim at the weakness of wild beasts. This was the teaching of Qin Feng.

"Wild boar's skin is rough and thick. The main weak point is its belly and tail. It's hard to attack its belly, so it has to start from the tail. As for wolves, they are known as copper heads, iron tails, and tofu waists, so the best point to kill them is the waist."

Qin Feng muttered to himself, constantly summarizing the weaknesses of wild beasts and trying to figure out some rules.