Everyone surrounded Qin Yun, their eyes firmly fixed on the green short sword in Qin Yun's hand.

"Yes, drip the blood!" the Grand Elder echoed, his face suppressed with excitement.

Therefore, according to legend, only real divine weapons need to be dripping blood to recognize the master, and this kind of divine weapons are invaluable.

Qin Yun also perked up when he heard this, and suddenly remembered the Wuwei Treasure Palace, when he first entered the Wuwei Treasure Palace, he recognized the Lord through a drop of blood, the Wuwei Treasure Hall needless to say, it is a Sumeru treasure, so is the green short sword in front of him also a treasure of the same level?

Qin Yun couldn't wait, and under the gaze of everyone, he slashed his fingertips, and a drop of blood dripped down and landed on the green short sword.

Suddenly, everyone's hearts shook violently, only to see blood seeping into the body of the sword, and the green short sword suddenly lit up, and the green light was shining, like a clear pond rippling with water waves, but the light quickly converged and disappeared.

Qin Yun was suddenly stunned, and a strange feeling of flesh and blood struck, and the green short sword at this time seemed to have become a part of his body.

"Ning Cui......" Qin Yun muttered, a stream of information flooded into his mind, and he instantly knew the name of this sword.

Emerald Sword.

A large amount of information poured in, Qin Yun was surprised, how could there be so much additional information with just one sword?

But soon Qin Yun's surprise turned into shock, and his gaze at Ning Cui Sword suddenly became different.

"This ...... It's not a sword, it's a set of sword weapons!" Qin Yun's eyes froze, incredulous.

"What do you mean?" the high-ranking members of the Sword Sect were also curious when they heard this.

Qin Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly gently pinched the Ning Cui Sword, and suddenly the Ning Cui Sword instantly disintegrated in an exclamation!

Everyone thought that Ning Cui's sword had been pinched and exploded by Qin Yun, but they soon found out that they were wrong......

The Ning Cui Sword turned into a dense emerald green small sword, each small sword was no bigger than a thumb, exactly the same as the appearance of the Ning Cui Sword, but it was too small.

If you count carefully, there are eighty-one of the little swords.

Eighty-one pocket-sized emerald swords floated in the air, glowing green, quite strange.

Qin Yun didn't move, because a formation diagram appeared in his mind.

There were a total of nine formation diagrams, and Qin Yun immediately saw that these were nine sets of sword formations!

Qin Yun took a deep breath, and he suddenly understood. The Ning Cui Sword is a sword weapon composed of eighty-one small swords, and the eighty-one small swords will have incredible power when cultivated according to the formation diagram, and the nine array diagrams are equivalent to the nine sword skills with amazing power.

It was the first time that Qin Yun knew that there was such a magical divine weapon, and it actually had its own attack method, which was worthy of being a treasure from the sword pool.

Qin Yun swept it roughly, even if he had a deep knowledge of the formation path, at this moment, he also felt that the nine formation diagrams were complicated and unpredictable, and he needed to carefully comprehend before he could master Ning Cui's manipulation method.

However, under Qin Yun's perception, the eighty-one pocket swords were filled with astonishing fluctuations, which were completely different from before, even if they were not cultivated into nine array diagrams, these eighty-one small swords could be called divine weapons, and they were by no means weaker than the best Dao weapons.

Eighty-one top-grade Taoist artifacts make people's hearts tremble just thinking about it.

Qin Yun couldn't help but look at the soulless man, bowed down and said, "Thank you seniors for giving you the sword!"

The Lost Soul Man was still in a daze, not responding.

Qin Yun was overjoyed, and the eighty-one small swords were unified and turned into Ning Cui Sword. Everyone in the Sword Sect was amazed and full of emotion.

At the same time, everyone couldn't understand that they had already sent someone to investigate the sword pool, and the bottom of the pool was empty, how could there be such a treasure?

Apparently the secret lies with the Lost Souls, but it is also clear that the Lost Souls will not explain to them.

The soulless people were in a daze, and Qin Yun showed the Ning Cui Sword to the elders, and everyone was amazed, no one could have imagined that this seemingly plaything turned out to be a divine weapon.

When the Ning Cui Sword was returned to Qin Yun, it was already dark. The Lost Soul Man still looked at the sword pool in a daze, motionless.

Everyone looked at each other and waited here.

Qin Yun sat cross-legged on the ground, excited in his heart, and took this time to comprehend the formation diagram of the Ning Cui Sword. The first formation diagram came to mind, and Qin Yun began to comprehend.

Qin Yun could see at a glance that this was an extremely clever sword formation, eighty-one swords were scattered around the formation, and with the evolution of the formation, there were many changes, forming a strangulation force in the center, although he didn't know how powerful it was without trying, it would definitely not be simple.

Qin Yun was then immersed in the formation diagram comprehension.

If other martial artists comprehend the formation diagram, they will definitely get twice the result, because ordinary martial artists do not understand the formation, and it is difficult to spy on the mysteries. However, Qin Yun had already comprehended thirteen third-level runes, and his array attainments had also reached the heaven-level level, and he had achieved twice the result with half the effort when he comprehended the sword formation.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, another seven days passed.

These days, no foreign warrior dared to harass the Sword Sect, and the people of the Sword Sect who were still holding their hearts finally relieved.

In the sword pool, the soulless man still stood still, motionless. The elders of the Sword Sect waited, not daring to leave.

Qin Yun slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and his spirits were uplifted.

After seven days of comprehension, Qin Yun had roughly comprehended the first formation diagram, although he was not yet proficient, he already knew how to use it.

"Qin Yun, you go and accompany your friends. It seems that this senior will not leave anytime soon. ”

The Sword Sect Ancestor looked at Qin Yun and mentioned Wang Mo Donkey and the others, and was grateful in his heart.

Qin Yun looked at the Lost Soul Man and nodded. Qin Yun could feel the joy of the Sword Sect Ancestor, as long as the Lost Soul was in the Sword Sect for a day, the foreign warriors would never dare to act rashly.

Qin Yun left the sword pool, and after asking, he came to the courtyard where Wang Mo Donkey and the others were recuperating from their injuries.

Wang Mo Donkey and the others were pleasantly surprised when they saw Qin Yun, and they were even more overjoyed when they found that Qin Yun's injuries had healed.

The injuries of Wang Mo Donkey, Chang Lian, Pu Ze and others also recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and Chang Lian immediately took out the spirit fruit wine and invited Qin Yun to drink it.

Naturally, there is no need to say much about Chang Lian and Pu Ze Qin Yun, the three of them have a lifelong friendship, but they are quite grateful to Wang Mo Donkey Qin Yun.

Qin Yun and Wang Mo Donkey did not have a deep friendship, but at the critical moment, Wang Mo Donkey saved him regardless of his life, so kindness moved Qin Yun.

"Thank you seniors for saving you!" Qin Yun bowed down, Wang Mo Donkey was flustered, and hurriedly helped Qin Yun up.

Feeling the majestic strength of Wang Mo Donkey, Qin Yun's heart moved, and he admired: "It turns out that the seniors are powerhouses in the Divine Formation Realm, and the juniors are really rude in the past. ”

Chang Lian Pu Ze was surprised when he heard this, he couldn't imagine that Qin Yun didn't know that Wang Mo Donkey was a powerhouse in the Divine Shape Realm in the past.

Wang Mo Donkey hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, I only became a powerhouse in their mouth a few days ago, and I was just an ordinary person in the past, and I didn't know how to fight at all." ”

Qin Yun, Chang Lian and the others were stunned when they heard this, and looked at Wang Mo Donkey in surprise, an ordinary person had become a god-shaped realm powerhouse in the blink of an eye, how could this be possible?

It seemed that Qin Yun and the three of them were a little embarrassed, Wang Mo Donkey lowered his head in shame and whispered: "They said that I suddenly opened my mind and became a god-shaped realm powerhouse in a daze, and when they saw that I had become stronger, they urged me to go to the Sword Sect to help you, so I came." ”

Qin Yun's heart moved, what Wang Mo Donkey said in his mouth should be those people in the robber village, but those people are just Yang Capture Realm martial artists, and they shouldn't know about the powerhouses of the God Shape Realm.

In this way, it should be said by Water Invincible and Wind Feather.

Thinking of that invincible water with a cold temperament and a short temper, Qin Yun smiled heartily.

Qin Yun looked at Wang Mo Donkey and said curiously, "Senior, how did you suddenly become a powerhouse in the Divine Formation Realm?"

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is .. The fastest website for mobile version update: m.