Chapter 147: Nine Swords Ancient Mound
Through the dense clouds, he entered the core area of the Iron Sword Sect, where the roads extended in all directions like fine cobwebs, countless buildings were built smoothly, and the entire Iron Sword Mountain seemed to have been removed by someone with a sword in the primeval years, making the top of the mountain ten kilometers wide as smooth as water. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The overall architecture here is black and looks deep and restrained, emitting a warm luster under the sunlight, surrounded by red bamboo, when the wind blows, those red bamboos sway, emitting a rustling sound of friction.
When Sun Long passed through that layer of clouds and mist, he felt that the soul power in his body was declining rapidly, even if he was already a martial spirit powerhouse at this time, and his martial soul expansion was several times that of others, and the amount of soul power stored was very huge, but he also felt a little unaffordable.
What's more, at this time, he was still carrying a four-foot-long Wanjun halberd behind his back, and almost every step was as heavy as carrying a small mountain, his physical strength was declining very quickly, and sweat was dripping down.
However, I remembered the words of Tianweng, and the importance of refining the body, although it was a little bitter, but fortunately, such a training method grew quickly, and the benefits were still very obvious.
It corresponds to the old proverb: "The more comfortable life is now, the more difficult life will be later." The more difficult life is now, the more comfortable life will be later. ”
The benevolent see the wise and the wise see the wise, Sun Long thinks that this sentence is very right, at least whether it is in the refining body or in life, Sun Long deeply feels the correctness of this statement.
Iron Sword Sect Nine Sword Shrine
A rectangular sword pool of about ten meters, with a thick unknown liquid emitting a trace of mist, and in the middle of this liquid, there was a pale red sword.
At this time, the spirit patterns around the sword appeared slightly, as if they were smart earthworms, and they moved flexibly on it, and the treasure light appeared and looked quite vibrant.
However, the formation corresponds to the lifeless sword itself, and even if you look closely, you can find that there are many dense small cracks on this sword, just like the dry ground that has not rained for a long time.
Not far in front of the sword pool, there is a seven-colored magic platform about half a meter high, and at the top of it sits an old man with fairy wind bones, wearing a black robe, and his beard and hair are all white, giving people the feeling of a fairy.
A trace of soul power overflowed from his robe, forming a soul power space in the area, intertwined with each other, gathered at the top of the sword pool and then sprinkled down, covering the sword in the sword pool.
This is because there are some remnants of the power of the Spirit Beast King inside the sword, which is still causing damage to the body of the sword, and those cracked parts are still continuing to ferment, once the sword is completely broken, the spirit pattern attached to it will inevitably be destroyed. And at this time, the sealed sword spirit is also in danger of extinction.
Therefore, the old man was cautious at this time, and did not dare to be careless, in case this sword handed down by his ancestors was destroyed, he would be a sinner of this generation of the Iron Sword Sect, and he would have no face to face the ancestors after death.
The sword is the Changhong Iron Sword, and the person is the contemporary Iron Sword Sect Master, Nalan Qingfeng.
"Master, you have been guarding here for five days and five nights, it is better to let the disciple replace you and use the martial soul to protect this Changhong Iron Sword, maintain its status quo, and make its damage not worse."
Sikong Xuan, the master of the Yellow Sword Hall in a yellow robe, had a sad look on his face, this disaster was caused by him, if he didn't have to compete with the fourth-order spirit beast king, the sword would not have reached the current point, and the master would naturally not be so laborious.
The old man didn't change at all, but the voice resounded from his body, and an old voice seemed to be a muffled thunder, resounding in the space.
"Don't worry about me, this Changhong Iron Sword is the treasure of our Ancient Sword Sect, there must not be any mistakes, I'm afraid that you will be impetuous, but you will miss a big thing."
After hearing this, Sikong Xuan clenched his fists and showed a gloomy expression.
The ten well-known refiners from the Reckless Wilderness were all in the vicinity of Insistence, and they were all discussing with each other how to repair this sword, but the theory said a lot, and when it was really time to move the real thing, no one took the initiative to repair it.
And those refiners who had reached a certain level of skill and courage, after checking the level of damage suffered by the sword, also shook their heads helplessly, not daring to try to repair it easily.
This naturally includes the Plough Master from the Shenwu Kingdom.
Dressed in a silver robe, he was only about four feet tall, as if he were a round ball of meat, and he wore a golden seal on his chest, a furnace and five small hammers, exuding a golden luster.
This represents his identity, a five-star refining master.
The refiner is divided into nine levels, and only after the level of refining treasure and spirit weapons has passed, can you receive a qualification certificate in the guild and officially become a member of the refiner.
It is easy for most refiners to refine treasure weapons, but it is very difficult to refine spiritual weapons, and it is even more difficult to refine high-quality spiritual weapons, so there are many refining apprentices on the mainland, but there are few real refiners.
The five-star great refiner is not only a symbol of status, but also a symbol of strength and wisdom, there are not many five-star refiners in the entire Reckless Domain, and the top refiners who came here this time are all five-star, representing the level of the highest contemporary refiner in the Reckless Wilderness.
"The body of this Changhong Iron Sword is made by Tianshan Wu Tie, this Wu Iron can only be bred in tens of millions of tons of mountain stones according to legend, when the Iron Sword Sect Master Xiao Qingfeng accidentally got a piece of platinum Wu Iron, please Xiao Tie, the top refining saint master on the continent at that time, it took three years to refine successfully, which can be said to have reached the highest level of Xiao Tie's master refining.
But this material is not renewable, and there is almost only one chance to be used, and we refiners call it a peerless material, and it is by no means a substitute for other materials. That's why I said, this Changhong Iron Sword was injured and turned into its current appearance, and it is very difficult to repair it, unless it is rebuilt in another furnace, it may be able to ......"
It was obvious that Master Liyuan's status here was still very respectful, and as soon as he spoke, the other refiners listened to him with blazing eyes, and when he expressed his opinion, all the nine five-star refiners showed expressions of approval.
"Re-furnace and re-create ......"
The corners of Sikong Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, this was even more painful than killing him, the reason why this Changhong Iron Sword was important was because of its inheritance and the sword spirit contained in it.
Needless to say, this is something handed down from the ancestors, and it is made of Tianshan Wu Iron as the main material, and its preciousness can be called first-class.
It also represents the orthodoxy of the sect, and of course it is impossible to renovate it at will.
Another point is that this Changhong Iron Sword contains Sikong Xuan's sword spirit, he has been deliberately cultivated since he was thirteen years old to establish a contractual relationship with the Nine Sword Mound Sword Spirit, eighty years have passed in a hurry, and this sword spirit has also grown up with Sikong Xuan for eighty years.
For such a long time, both the degree of compatibility established with the sword spirit and the potential of this sword spirit body have reached a peak level.
Once it is returned to the furnace and made again, the primordial spirit pattern on the sword will be gone, and this sword spirit with eighty years of cultivation time will also dissipate because of this.
This is something that Sikong Xuan can't accept!
Of course, as the contemporary sect master of the Iron Sword Sect, Nalan Qingfeng couldn't accept this result, and he had already begun to think in his heart, whether he wanted to really pull down his old face and go to the Eastern Regions for help.
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"This is the Nine Sword Shrine?"
Sun Long passed through a mysterious teleportation array, and then passed through an illusory space and entered the sword mound.
As soon as he entered here, Sun Long was shrouded by a powerful sword intent, as if he was in a sea of sword qi, and the powerful cutting will seemed to be about to cut him to pieces.
However, just after these strange feelings appeared, the blood in Sun Long's body actually accelerated at this moment, as if he felt some familiar power, which made the blood in his body a little excited.
As a result, Sun Long's face looked a little sickly ruddy, and his breathing became a little short, as if he was not adapted to the environment of this sword shrine.
"That's right, since our ancestor Xiao Qingfeng founded the sect, this is the sword tomb of the past dynasties, no matter which hall master elder or senior brother's sword is destroyed, they are all sent here for burial, and over time, a powerful kendo aura has been formed...... Hey? Brother Long, are you alright? ”
Seeing Sun Long like this, Shuqing suddenly jumped, but he thought about it and figured it out, and said: "After thousands of years of kendo baptism, it already contains a strong kendo will, if it is the first time to come in, it really feels very uncomfortable." But if you hold on for a while, this feeling won't really hurt you, and your body will get used to it in half an hour at most! ”
Sun Long reluctantly stood up straight, his blood still flowing wildly, as if he was going to break through his body and go looking for something.
This feeling that Sun Long had never appeared before, and this strong sense of belonging and desire to explore, as if he was an existence with the ability to think independently, made Sun Long a little confused.
Does blood even have memories? But it's my blood, how can I have memories that I don't know, what the hell is going on?
Sun Long couldn't figure out this question, he only felt that there seemed to be some kind of power calling him in this sword mound, wanting him to explore and discover this secret.
"This is a heart-nourishing pill, it can restrain the impact of the sword path inside the sword mound, if you take it first, you will feel better!!"
Qingshu handed a dark green pill to Sun Long.
Gollum ...... The Adam's apple rolled, and the round pill was swallowed, and the thing melted in the mouth, and then a warm and cool feeling ran down the esophagus, and the entire viscera was washed with it.
But the effect didn't seem to be too obvious, and the powerful summoning still existed, but Sun Long didn't want Qingshu to know, so he nodded reluctantly, and said, "I'm fine, I feel much better after taking this pill, where is the Changhong Iron Sword?" Let's check it out now! ”
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