Chapter 400: August th, Sword Tests the WorldA dark underground palace.
There are nine sculptures of strange shapes standing here.
In front of each purple-gold sculpture, there is an old and skinny old man sitting cross-legged.
Their state was extremely strange, with plump heads, white hair and childish faces, skinny bodies, like skin and bones, and all over their bodies exuding all kinds of terrifying auras.
There are nine people in total, and each one of them is at the Dharmakāya realm!
And at this time.
Nine old men and nine sculptures were facing an altar in the middle.
The altar was empty.
The nine people's gazes remained fixed, as if flowers could appear out of thin air.
As Cang Xiuyuan's voice sounded.
An old man finally shifted his gaze and stared at him with dead eyes for a long while.
Without opening his mouth, a hoarse voice floated in: "An unusual person has come to the Nine Gods City. He disturbed the practice of the Venerable God... Kill him."
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
Nine almost identical voices suddenly overlapped one after another, like a devilish sound piercing the ears.
Cang Xiuyuan showed a look of pain.
He knelt on the ground and begged, "Ancestor, this man is a disciple of Donglin, and a true disciple of Jianya. He is extremely talented and highly regarded by Donglin Immortal. He once destroyed the Song clan by himself."
"Legend has it that he even completed the fifth sword, the 'Ten Absolute Golden Light Daluo Sword Canon'. This sword is the nemesis of evil spirits. When it is practiced to perfection, it can become a golden light that destroys demons and can destroy everything."
"We... are really powerless."
Say it.
He lowered his head deeply, his face looking gloomy.
A pair of eyes flashed with a strange color.
He was in the open, and could not move Jianya Xuanfeng and his group. The main line of King Cang was even more closely watched, and a single move could affect the entire body.
Now the only hope to break the impasse lies in these nine old ancestors who practice evil skills.
"Daluo Sword Canon, Demon-Breaking Golden Light."
The nine voices kept repeating, as if there was an instinctive fear.
for a long time.
"You want to borrow our strength. Coincidentally, we may be able to borrow your strength." A hoarse voice sounded faintly, "We failed to keep them in the Temple of Marriage. No matter what, we must not lose again this time."
"Yes!"
Cang Xiuyuan suddenly looked up with a look of surprise.
next moment.
A palm-sized golden statue slowly fell in front of Cang Xiuyuan.
It looks like a golden Buddha skeleton from the Pure Land. The body is light gold and transparent, while the skeleton is made of colored glaze, forming a whole body filled with a strange divine charm.
"Find someone to attach to this body."
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
"kill him……"
Nine strange voices kept echoing.
Cang Xiuyuan hurriedly picked up the golden Buddha bones, stood up and left the dark underground palace.
The sun falls on you.
He held the golden divine treasure in both hands and smiled: "This time, it's settled!"
July thirteenth.
A explosive piece of news spread throughout the Cangwang clan.
[King Cang has issued an order: The disciples of Donglin Wufeng are training at the foot of the mountain, and our clan should fulfill their duties. The main and subordinate clans are ordered to select forty-nine disciples and set up forty-nine arenas on Jiuzhangyuan - on August 15th, the whole world will see it! ]
As soon as the news came out, it instantly spread across the entire Cangwang clan's million-mile territory. Then it spread to all forces in Cangzhou and the major immortal gates in the east.
"He's trying to take this opportunity to lure us out!"
Song Lin sat in the inn and said to the people around him.
“Once you leave Nine Gods City, it won’t be easy to come back.” Yan Ze nodded.
This group of people are staying here, causing trouble, and no one can ask them to leave.
And that Jiuzhangyuan was located outside the core of King Cang’s clan.
Legend has it that this is the place where the Holy King of Cangzhou fought against the three great demon lords in ancient times.
The winds were fierce and the five elements were in chaos. Even ordinary strong men with golden bodies could not come and go freely. It was named Jiuzhangyuan because there were nine huge pits in it, which were nine zhang wide and bottomless.
Fall into it and reach the underworld.
The fact that King Cang's people chose this place as the battle site may be due to some unknown intentions.
"But we have to go."
Song Lin looked at Hou Yuanxi and said, "Senior Sister, we are going down the mountain for training in name only. King Cang is so generous that he sent out outstanding disciples from the clan to fight. It seems that we have no choice but to go."
"Then go."
Hou Yuanxi cherishes words as if they were gold.
"it is good!"
Song Lin nodded and looked at the rest of the people.
He said: "Everyone, we still have one month to prepare. I hope everyone will be in their best condition by then and strive to win all 49 games!"
"Good! We will return with a complete victory and give King Cangzhou a slap in the face!"
Everyone was excited and clenched their fists.
Even when Xie Muxue heard this, she couldn't help but secretly tighten the hilt of the sword.
"Thank you, nephew."
Song Lin called her at this time.
"exist."
Xie Muxue responded subconsciously.
"You and I have the lowest level of cultivation, so you don't need to stay by my side to sort out the files for this month. Although..." Song Lin pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "They won't bully the weak. The people they send must have the same years of cultivation as us."
"However, the Cangwang clan occupies Cangzhou and inherits the bloodline. The outstanding disciples among them will definitely receive countless resources for cultivation. By then, everyone may have a higher level of cultivation than us."
"I understand."
Xie Muxue raised her head, her voice was gentle, but her tone was unusually firm: "If we lose this battle, Muxue will punish herself with hard labor in Jinguang Cave and seal her sword for ten years."
"No need to..."
Song Lin shook his head slightly.
Xie Muxue lowered her head and said nothing.
Song Lin had more to say.
Hou Yuanxi beside him quietly pulled his sleeve and shook his head slightly.
A few moments.
Everyone left.
Song Lin and Hou Yuanxi sat opposite each other.
"Mu Xue has a feeling in her heart and she has her own persistence. Just let her be." Hou Yuanxi opened her red lips slightly.
"Why?"
Song Lin was a little confused.
"Why are you asking so many questions?" Hou Yuanxi's tone gradually turned cold.
Song Lin seemed to feel that she was glaring at him secretly, and he felt puzzled. When had he ever offended this master and disciple?
Why do I feel that their attitudes are weird after returning from Sanjiang... Although Xie Muxue and Hou Yuanxi are both born with a clear sword heart, they are originally cold-tempered.
He couldn't help but wonder.
Should I find an opportunity to reveal my identity to Xie Muxue? This matter has always been hidden in my heart, and after a long time, it is inevitable that people...
"Are you still going to learn the Holy Spirit Sword Technique?"
Hou Yuanxi saw Song Lin lost in thought and interrupted him immediately.
"Learn! Of course!"
Song Lin immediately looked up.
"Follow me to the backyard." Hou Yuanxi took his sword and left.
After a while.
There were bursts of tinkling sounds coming from the backyard.
This attracted the attention of the other Jianya Xuanfeng disciples, but they did not dare to peek.
Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
Why did this missing skill attract two of the most outstanding masters of our time, and why did they study and research it every day?
Yes.
In this life, Hou Yuanxi will not be able to complete the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
During this period of time, she and Song Lin have been working together, complementing each other, and are completing the complete version of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique bit by bit.
Although their current realm is not enough.
But with the knowledge of the two of them, it is enough to slowly fill in the content before the Dharma Realm.
This was enough for Song Lin.
time flies.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
"You'll need a good sword."
It’s still an inn, still in the backyard.
With a clang sound, Song Lin's Red Blood Demon Sword fell to the ground.
He stood there, frowning as he thought about the failure of his previous sword attack.
Hearing Hou Yuanxi's words, he couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Senior sister, there's no need to comfort me. In that sword fight just now, I lost not only in the sword, but also in the moves and sword skills."
It’s not that Song Lin’s swordsmanship is not as good as Hou Yuanxi’s now.
Having come all the way from the underworld, his skills and techniques have reached the pinnacle in the world.
But the Holy Spirit Sword Technique is the sword of the immortal spirit!
The two of them only used this set of swordsmanship in their fight. Of course, Song Lin was no match for Hou Yuanxi, the founder. He could last more than a hundred rounds in her hands, which was already his limit.
"The gap between you and me is minimal. If you have a good sword that matches you, you may be able to defeat me in the Holy Spirit Swordsmanship." Hou Yuanxi still said this.
"Better than you? What are the chances?"
There was a gleam in Song Lin's eyes.
Hou Yuanxi raised her hand and stretched out two snow-white fingers: "Two points."
"what……"
Song Lin was stunned.
He thought it was 20%, but it turned out to be only 2 points!
"Ha~"
Hou Yuanxi couldn't help but chuckle and said softly, "A two-point chance of winning, but a 98% chance of a draw."
"Senior Sister..."
Song Lin was really stunned.
Looking at the smile on that cold face, I was dumbfounded.
Hou Yuanxi actually joked with him. This was a huge improvement! Even more gratifying than the improvement in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique!
"What, you're not satisfied?"
Hou Yuanxi's pretty face was tense and she said coldly.
"Satisfied, extremely satisfied!"
Song Lin smiled happily.
Hou Yuanxi is like this. Even when she is joking, people feel that she is mocking her.
So he didn't mind at all.
Gaining the approval of the founder of the Holy Spirit Sword Art means that his swordsmanship has been mastered! When Hou Yuanxi completes the sequel to the Heart Sword Chapter, he can enter the previous life to practice the Red Dust Linglong Heart Sutra.
Condensing a 'Red Dust Exquisite Seven-Aperture Sword Heart', to arouse Feng Xuejun's dormant soul.
then.
Find the so-called destined old man to reshape her body for her!
"So, do you listen to me or not?"
Hou Yuanxi looked at Song Lin, and a hint of imperceptible nervousness flashed in his eyes.
This is 'love'.
Her feelings are not romantic, but rather a sister-brother relationship.
As important as the love between men and women!
"Of course I'll listen to you, Senior Sister!"
Song Lin laughed heartily and waved the Red Blood Demon Sword in his hand: "When we return to Jianya, I will go to Yuanliu City to ask Chen from the East Sea to use this sword embryo to recast the sword for me."
Hear the words.
Hou Yuanxi shook her head slightly, and said, "Do you remember someone said something seven thousand years ago?"
"What?"
Song Lin was slightly stunned.
"He said... as a sword immortal, the only thing he can trust is the sword in his hand." A trace of trance flashed in Hou Yuanxi's eyes.
"The only thing you can trust is yourself... the sword in your hand?" Song Lin asked blankly: "Who said that?"
“It doesn’t matter who said it.”
Hou Yuanxi seemed a little disappointed when he saw his expression.
He lowered his head and said, "Since the catastrophe seven thousand years ago, the disciples of Jianya Xuanfeng no longer ask others to forge swords. Every sword immortal forges his own sword. Its quality may not be as good as that of the sword forging furnace in the East China Sea, but it is the most suitable sword for him."
"This……"
Song Lin was suddenly in a difficult position.
During his life in Cangjian Mountain, he did learn some sword-making techniques, but the limit of that mortal technique was to turn himself into a "sword man".
How to forge a flying sword?
Just like the Red Blood Demon Sword in his hand, although it is sharp and evil, it is still a threshold away from being a real flying sword magic weapon.
If not.
It will not be abandoned in the Nanming Lake.
"Chen Wanwan."
Hou Yuanxi said seriously: "She followed Wudao Xuanfeng and his party, and is now in the Cangwang clan. She has the most exquisite sword-making method in Donglin and countless resources."
"Most importantly, she can take you into the East Sea Sword Forge."
"This……"
Song Lin couldn't help but hesitate.
Chen Wanwan and Song Xiangyu are like sisters, but she hates him to death!
"If that doesn't work, I have a backup plan."
Hou Yuanxi seemed to have expected this and made a second suggestion.
As he spoke, he took out a piece of strange golden bamboo.
Strands of golden lightning are entwined on it, as if it is born with the ability to destroy demons and kill evil.
"This is Golden Thunder Bamboo, a species found in the ancient purple bamboo forest. I only have one piece, which I don't think is enough for you to forge a sword. Perhaps, it can be made into a seven-inch flying knife..."
Golden Thunder Bamboo?
Purple Bamboo Forest! Underground Fire!
An idea suddenly occurred to Song Lin.
I thought of the Black Turtle Island that was discovered outside the East China Sea.
(End of this chapter)
