Chapter 1590 (2/2)

Qi Yun's spirit pointed to the wall. Qi Tianyu couldn't laugh or cry about the sword Qi. Although there was some sword Qi on the wall, but in fact, most of the sword Qi had no sword spirit.

But in the minds of those monks, Qi Tianyu is like a God. When they practice here, they will be excited for a long time. Naturally, the result of their practice will be better.

”In that case, I'll arrange some things here.” Qi Tianyu gave a wry smile. Unexpectedly, when he came back here, he met such a thing.

In the dark, a little brother looks as smart as Xiao Tianzheng. He looks at Qi Tianyu and his eyes are full of worship.

This place is a forbidden area. Usually, no one can come in. Only those who are favored by Qi Tianyi and feel that they can cultivate can be sent to this place to feel the atmosphere here.

The little brother was hidden in the array. Although Qi Tianyu felt that there was a strange smell around him, he didn't find anything when he turned around.

Qi Tianyu picked up the golden sword and slowly gathered a peak sword meaning. In this sword meaning, Qi Tianyu infused a lot of gentle power. If there were no such gentle power, the friars would be crushed to death by the spirit of this sword meaning. Moreover, Qi Tianyu's sword spirit is too strong. Without these gentle forces, only those with great and perfect sword spirit can touch it. With these gentle forces, three-year-old children can face the sword spirit.

The child in the dark has been staring at Qi Tianyu's sword Qi. On the sword Qi, the endless sword spirit has been integrated into his mind.

”Well? Who's here? Can it even trigger resonance? ” Qi Tianyu's face was dignified. Looking at the surrounding environment, he opened his own life Rune and released one purple and golden power after another.

After a while, Qi Tianyu found a child.”Who?” Qi Tianyu's face was puzzled, but he didn't release any dangerous breath from each other.

”I cover a little kid, cleaning, usually looks good, should be a good seedling.” The spirit of Qi Yun said happily.

The little boy hiding in the array, with awe in his eyes, looked at Qi Tianyu and walked out carefully.

”Good little Lord,” the little guy said nervously, but at this time, his eyes were still looking at the sword, and his mind was completely immersed in the sword world.

”Sit down,” Qi Tianyu saw the state of the child, did not interrupt his thoughts, the little boy nodded, a road of power in his spiritual world rotating, slowly, actually condensed the sword spirit, constantly circling around, guarding his side.

”This guy is a talent,” Qi Tianyu frowned. Looking at the spirit of Qi Yun, he always felt that what Qi Yun just said was a little fake.

”Well, I can't hide it from you. This little guy is not bad, but his parents died. I saw him starving when I was walking in the street. I couldn't bear to bring him back. I instilled the power of good luck into him to make him look better, so as not to look sick like before.”