It turns out... it was actually because he had to split his spiritual consciousness, integrate it with the flying sword, and replace the flying sword's spirituality with his own spirituality, in order to achieve the purpose of completely controlling the flying sword.

After splitting once, it can barely heal.

But if it is divided too many times, it will be harmful to your cultivation.

This is not due to the abundance of natural resources and earthly treasures.

"The flying sword has taken shape."

Yun Zhiqing was very considerate and did not push Fang Zheng away. Instead, she let him lean on her shoulder and said softly: "Try to summon it back."

Fangzheng's body was weak and he felt almost haggard.

He looked up and saw the flying sword floating in the air...

However, my mind moved and I didn't wave my hand yet.

The flying sword has been flying straight towards it.

The speed was extremely fast, and Fang Zheng felt that Yun Zhiqing could not help but tremble slightly from behind... as if he had seen something frightening.

The flying sword came back and merged directly into his body.

It's like an illusion.

And with the return of Feijian, the previous feeling of weakness quickly disappeared... and along with it, his consciousness also returned to its original state.

Even lost and found again.

The real energy in the body also increased significantly.

If refining Feijian before was consuming real energy, then now, as Feijian and Fang Zheng merge into one, Feijian is actually feeding Fang Zheng back.

The true energy in his body quickly became stronger, and in the blink of an eye, it had far surpassed his previous peak.

Like pushing the boat along with the current.

The cultivation level within the body has risen to the eighth level of Qi Refining!

The strength of the true energy in the body is more than doubled!

Fang Zheng could notice that as the flying sword entered his body...

The aura within Feijian is also integrated with his aura space.

The space instantly spreads to the boundless realm.

The flying sword itself is the fang of Tyrannosaurus Rex.

It has existed for nearly ten thousand years, and it has been silent for ten thousand years. Since the spiritual energy revived, although it has only been more than a hundred years, it has been absorbing spiritual energy for more than a hundred years.

But now, this spiritual energy belongs to Fang Zheng.

"From now on, I'll call you Bai Chuo Feijian!"

Fangzheng waved.

The flying sword appeared in the palm of my hand again.
Chapter completed!