Chapter 15: Spirit Fusion Skill

Chapter 15: Spirit Fusion Skill

"Come on!——"

The young man and the young woman roared towards the sky with their childish voices.

At this moment, a purple sword and a green pagoda appeared behind the two of them, and slowly merged together through their tightly clasped hands.

The two of them suddenly had an idea, and at the same time stretched out their palms and pushed forward: "Spirit Fusion Skill, Sword Tower Protect the Body!"

"Zheng Zheng Zheng..."

"Ka Ka Ka..."

Endless purple sword energy surged out of Qin Jian's body, swirling around the two of them at high speed, and finally slowly turned into the shape of a purple sword tower.

"Boom!——"

The collapsed snow mountain also submerged them at this moment, and the sword tower was instantly covered by white snow.

"Ah!"

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tiles Sect in the outside world exclaimed one by one.

Only Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Gu Rong were indifferent. They didn't look nervous at all at this time.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it, I really can't believe it..." Gu Rong murmured in a low voice.

"Yes, I really didn't expect it..."

Ning Fengzhi put his hands on his cane, his eyes full of amazement: "I didn't expect Rongrong and Qin Jian to be able to use the Spirit fusion technique. It seems that this has never appeared in the history of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tiles Sect."

"What's more amazing is that one of them has a strong attack Spirit and the other has an auxiliary Spirit. Theoretically, it is impossible to fuse them." Gu Rong added.

The two of them spoke one by one, but only Sword Douluo didn't say a word. He just pinched his chin and thought: "Is this also the result of deepening feelings? Jian'er's ability is really getting more and more amazing..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The collapse of the snow mountain lasted for a long time, and the eyes of the people outside were staring at it for a long time without blinking.

Until the snow flow stopped, the earth turned into a white ocean...

"Where are they?"

"Did they succeed? Did they succeed?"

"Look there! There is a purple light!"

"..."

Everyone pointed and talked.

Soon everyone's attention was attracted by a purple light in the center of the snow, and the light and shadow in front of them also approached that side very intimately.

Until a purple tower spire appeared in everyone's eyes...

"Boom!"

At this moment, light exploded on the purple sword tower, steaming away all the surrounding snowflakes.

Everyone then discovered that what was buried under the snow was a seven-story purple sword tower.

In the center of the bottom of the tower, the boy and the girl hugged each other tightly!

"They're fine! They're fine!"

"We made it through! Finally made it through, hahaha..."

"That was the Spirit fusion skill just now, right? The two of them actually triggered the Spirit fusion skill!"

"..."

The outside world was completely boiling.

Ning Fengzhi and others also smiled with relief.

This success in the breakthrough that had not been seen for a thousand years not only gave birth to Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong, a pair of extremely tacit partners, but also inadvertently strengthened the cohesion of the sect.

"Rongrong, this little girl finally lived up to my expectations."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "Okay, let's let these two little guys out quickly." The elders of the sect listened and immediately started to act.

"Buzz!"

Soon, a water vortex-like exit appeared.

Everyone waited quietly on both sides until the boy and girl, hand in hand, slowly appeared in everyone's sight...

The two stopped at the door, not knowing whether they were frightened by the huge crowds outside, or whether they suddenly felt reluctant to leave the life inside. After

a year of wind, frost, rain and snow, they finally made it through!

"Rongrong... Qin Jian..."

Ning Fengzhi stood in the center, his face full of warmth: "Welcome home!"

"Welcome home!"

Suddenly, everyone said in unison.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were slightly stunned.

Then Qin Jian let go of Ning Rongrong's little hand...

Sure enough, the next moment she rushed over: "Dad——"

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly hugged her tightly, saying repeatedly: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Qin Jian was not as casual as Ning Rongrong. He still clasped his fists to everyone around him, and then walked towards Sword Douluo: "Teacher, I'm back."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Sword Douluo seemed to be possessed by Ning Fengzhi, and he kept saying this...

for a long time.

The crowd here slowly dispersed, but the record set by Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong would be remembered by everyone, and even the sect's classics would be recorded in it.

This year, the ten-year-old Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong awakened their Spirit fusion skills and sword tower protection, and successfully passed the last level that had not been seen for a thousand years, leaving a strong and colorful mark in the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tiles Sect...

Finally returned to Sword Douluo's residence, the two-story building that Qin Jian was most familiar with.

The fatigue accumulated over the past year finally slowly surged up. He didn't even say hello to Sword Douluo, but walked into the room by himself and threw himself into the soft big bed...

In a moment, there was a heavy breathing sound.

Sword Douluo stood quietly by the bed and looked at the boy who had grown up another year, with an indelible relief in his eyes.

Even though he was very confident in Qin Jian, even though he had long thought about the possibility of Qin Jian breaking through, he was still a little dazed at that moment because he knew the difficulty of the last level...

"I never thought that the disciple I accepted on impulse back then would have such talent and tenacity in the end..."

He naturally attributed the credit for the two people passing the last level entirely to Qin Jian.

After all, Ning Rongrong's spoiled personality doesn't look like she would be able to bring Qin Jian with her.

"Qin Jian, Qin Jian..."

Suddenly, a petite figure rushed in.

Sword Douluo looked back and said in surprise, "Rongrong?"

"Ah? Grandpa Jian..."

Ning Rongrong suddenly saw Sword Douluo, and instead of rushing over like she did before, she looked a little unfamiliar.

"What? Did my little Rongrong come all the way to see Grandpa Jian?"

Sword Douluo glanced at the sleeping Qin Jian and said with a smile on his face.

"Ah... I... I..."

Ning Rongrong put her hands behind her back, turned on her toes, and lowered her head and said, "I'm here to sleep..."

"Sleep?"

Sword Douluo asked curiously, "You don't seem to live with Grandpa Jian, do you?"

Ning Rongrong's little face was a little red: "I... I can only sleep with Qin Jian..."

Sword Douluo raised his eyebrows: "So that's the case... Then you will have to live with Grandpa Jian for a long time in the future?"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong's head was almost lowered to her chest, Sword Douluo stopped teasing her: "You guys go to sleep, Grandpa Jian is out."

As soon as Sword Douluo left, Ning Rongrong hurriedly closed the door, kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Qin Jian.

"Huh..."

She breathed a sigh of relief, then turned her little body to the side and pressed tightly against Qin Jian.

Qin Jian seemed to feel something in his sleep, but he didn't open his eyes, but stretched out his right hand and skillfully held Ning Rongrong's little body in his arms.

Just like that, we slept together harmoniously, one big and one small, you leaning on me and I hugging you.

The heavy breathing gradually sounded alternately in the room...

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