Oh, that's the only thing! It's the sword, the sword that stands out in the entire stone chamber!

The sword seemed to be gray and unpretentious, and no one could have imagined that it would be the sword in the hand of the immortal on the mural. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wushuang hurried over to take a closer look, and sure enough, it was not true. The sharp blade of the sword was wrapped in a thick layer of rust, where was the original half of the edge exposed, and the hilt of the sword was also ordinary wood, and the black paint could not see the slightest color.

Is this the sword that slays the demons of the world?

Looking at this inconspicuous sword, Wushuang couldn't believe it.

She gently reached out her right hand and touched the blade that made her soul throb.

"Wow-" sound.

It's a throbbing soul! In an instant, Wushuang felt as if his brain had exploded, and he only felt a flash of white light in front of him, and there was a burst of clarity in his mind, which felt much better than when Senior Brother Dao Yan washed her the meridians and cut the marrow before.

He only felt every pore in his body open. Some unknown aura or spiritual fluid entered her whole body, wandering through his limbs and veins, washing every piece of her skin, every pore, every piece of flesh and bone.

This feeling made her obsessed, as if she had been washed by spiritual power when she first drew qi into her body. This is the best reward for those who cultivate immortals, maybe when the whole body is comfortable. Wushuang didn't know why just touching a sword could bring such a big change to her, but she didn't dare to delay at all at the moment, and she didn't want to waste it. Close your eyes and guide the aura of your physical strength, so that the aura that has just entered your body will flow faster, and you will not miss every trace of your body.

One, two, three......

The swift spiritual power just now was finally turned into Wushuang's own use, and with the original spiritual power in his body, it was returned to the dantian.

Ay?

Wushuang in the state of internal vision was taken aback, his cultivation, which was originally only in the middle stage of Qi training, had actually improved by a small level, and now it was already a high-level Qi training!

Although it was only a small level, Wushuang was still surprised. You must know that it is not an overnight thing for cultivators to improve their spiritual power, and they have accumulated meditation and cultivation to absorb the spiritual energy in the air and turn it into their own use.

Even if this is the case, it needs to be judged according to the individual's roots and qualifications. It is easier for a cultivator with good roots and bones to cultivate, and he is naturally unimpeded by the favor of the Heavenly Dao. If a monk with poor roots and bones wants to achieve more than 10,000 people, he has to put in a hundredfold and thousand-fold effort.

It can be seen from this that the importance of qualification to a monk, and the importance of the spiritual root also lies in this. On the contrary, monks with mixed spiritual roots have too many impurities in their bodies, and it is not easy to resonate with heaven and earth, so the conditions for cultivation naturally slow down.

Wushuang is originally a wood attribute heavenly spirit root, and the melting spirit of its body is as high as more than ninety percent, which is rare to see in heaven and earth.

Cultivating a genius, it was only because of bloodline and many other reasons that the prohibition set by the two senior brothers suppressed her rapidly rising spiritual power.

Now I don't know why, the majestic spiritual power just now actually broke through a small realm all of a sudden!

If, in the absence of prohibition and oppression, how much can that spiritual power benefit you?

Wushuang didn't dare to think deeply, cultivating a way is to go against the sky, what he wants is just to have a stable realm, so that he can ascend in the future, if he rushes forward, damages the foundation, and ends up in a realm that is unstable, it will outweigh the losses.

Wushuang retracted the mind that had just been emptied, no longer thinking about what he had and didn't have, and saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he went to look at the sword just now.

This sword is about four feet long, about the width of an adult's palm, the blade of the sword is wrapped in thick rust, it is not clear, this sword has no sheath, the wooden hilt looks black, but the peerless can be recognized, this is clearly made of tens of millions of years of dark iron wood, it does not burn when it encounters fire, it sinks to the bottom when it encounters water, it does not break when it splits steel, and it does not bend when it is cut by axe.

There is such a knife made of dark iron wood in the treasure house of Hualing, which is known as a national treasure, and this sword is even better!

Wushuang could feel her heart pounding wildly, she trembled and stretched out her right hand to touch the hilt of the sword again, the palm was a little sweaty and sticky, she didn't care about any grace, lifted the corner of the robe and carefully wiped it clean with one finger at a time, lest she desecrate this national treasure-level heavy sword.

The moment his hand touched the sword body, Wushuang felt a kind of shock from his heart, fear, that was fear! The strong murderous aura shook Wushuang and did not dare to move, and what followed was a monstrous battle intent.

She wants to conquer this sword, conquer this god-killing weapon!

It is said that all things have spirits, not only flowers and trees, birds and animals, but also those rare treasures that have been handed down through the ages, magic weapons and fairy weapons, among which weapons are the most.

This sword exudes a strong murderous aura, and it is not a good thing to look at. I don't know how many people were slaughtered, how many demons were killed, how much blood was stained, and how many lives were harvested!

Wushuang didn't care about all this, what she wanted was this kind of sharp weapon that could really fight side by side with her, and he could naturally make this heavy sword surrender to her and recognize her as the master, even if it wasn't now......

She tried with both hands to pull it out of the split boulder, perhaps because of the weathering of the boulder over time, but it didn't take much effort.

It's just that the sword has been in excitement since it broke free, trembling all over, shaking so much that it can hardly hold it.

Drink! It's just a sword, and you dare to be so arrogant!

Wushuang sneered in his heart, even if it is a sword that has been passed down through the ages, it is just a dead thing, and he dares to disobey me!

Although she is very satisfied with this guy, it is only limited to an obedient partner, if this guy resists without interest, she doesn't have to give it any chance to save face!

Since you are not convinced, then you will be convinced!

She has never been a good man or a woman, she pinched a spell with both hands, and the vigorous aura condensed into a ball, and she flew towards the sword.

There was a loud bang.

The moment the aura group met the sword body, it exploded.

Then, the stone chamber was full of dust, and in an instant, nothing could be seen, Wushuang held up a small barrier for himself, blocking the flying sand and stones caused by the explosion, and he could see clearly that the sword had just begun to resist fiercely, and with Wushuang's continuous attack, it gradually quieted down, and it seemed that it was powerless to support.

Yes, exactly! That's what a weapon should look like!

He was not sad and happy, but he did not immediately step forward, but made another trick, wrapped the sword tightly, and did not touch it with both hands, so he dragged it away from a distance.

Wushuang is still very self-aware, she knows that with her meager strength, it is impossible to compete with a restored, magic weapon or immortal weapon, not to mention a sword that has given birth to spiritual wisdom, just now it was just opportunistic, and now it is tantamount to asking for a dead end!

She didn't dare to hold it up, "Huh" "Huh" "Huh" slapped a few imprisoned spirit talismans on the sword, until the green light of the sword body dispersed and stopped moving.

Very good! Wushuang reached out and took the sword, smiled with satisfaction, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was a little cunning, like a satisfied little fox who stole food.