The Sword Sect controls the sword, and has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and there are countless disciples, and there are millions or tens of millions of broken swords and broken swords.

Abandoned into the abyss, over the years, it gradually evolved into a terrifying sword pool.

Where the sword pool was, countless chaotic and shattered sword intents raged the void, eroding the human body, and even harming the soul origin as time passed. There were also geniuses of the Sword Sect who wanted to use the Sword Pool to cultivate, but all the results failed, the light ones became wasters, and the heavy ones were killed by the sword intent!

It was designated as a forbidden place and was not allowed to enter the monks.

As for the life and death of the sword servant, it is not within the scope of the Sword Sect's consideration.

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The earth was abruptly dented, as if it had been cut directly by a giant sword, and it was dark and bottomless.

Mo Yu stood in the distance, his eyes were deep, and after a long time, he exhaled and showed admiration on his face.

It is worthy of the Sword Sect, the super power of the Megatron side, and it can actually create such a sword realm!

This countless chaotic sword intent was like poison to the rest of the monks, but for Mo Yu, it might be an opportunity.

If he could comprehend and fuse these thousands of sword intents and take them into his own possession, it would be enough to promote his kendo cultivation and revive the grass kendo runes.

"Yumo, don't look at it, let's go back quickly after the inspection. A young man next to him turned pale, "This ghost place, if you stay for a long time, you will die!"

The harm of the burial sword pool is no secret, which is also the reason why all the sword servants are reluctant to come here.

Mo Yu restrained his thoughts, and there was a chance to determine in the future, so he nodded at the moment, "Okay." ”

In pairs, they hastily walked around the burial sword pond, and left quickly without noticing anything wrong.

Today's work is over, and the rest of the time can be arranged by yourself.

Compared with other places, the work of the sword servants in the burial sword pool is extraordinarily leisurely.

As long as you have a life to enjoy.

......

In the stone room, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and the essence disappeared in a flash.

Counting the time, the other two groups of sword servants have also finished patrolling, and it is time to leave.

He stood up and quietly left the stone room, there was nothing wrong with the sense, his figure moved like a puff of green smoke, and went straight to the burial sword pool.

Soon, the sword burial pond like a monster's mouth appeared in sight.

Mo Yu's figure didn't stop, until he approached the edge, "poof", "poof", "poof" a few muffled sounds, and there were countless cuts in his robe.

The sword intent raging in the air has been able to cause direct damage to the monk's body, but with Mo Yu's strong body, he can naturally ignore it.

He sat cross-legged, and his powerful divine thoughts exploded, enveloping the ten zhang radius around him, and he began to comprehend.

In an instant, there were thirty-one different sword intents, appearing in Mo Yu Induction, staggered and colliding with each other, making people feel dull for a while.

"Two medium sword intents, the rest are weak sword intents, and there is no difficulty in comprehending them. ”

After a while, Mo Yu opened his eyes, and two sword shadows vaguely appeared, "Continue to comprehend!"

His mind moved, and dozens of brand-new sword intents appeared in his mind.

"It's not good, there are three powerful sword intents, six medium sword intents, my divine thoughts are strong enough to comprehend at the same time, and the number must be reduced. Mo Yu's face turned pale, and he reduced the sword intent in his comprehension to half, and his expression gradually recovered.

Time passed quietly, and on the second day, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and he got up and left quickly, while shattering the robe on his body and replacing it with a new sword servant robe.

"It seems that you should change your clothes in advance in the future, otherwise you may be suspicious. ”

Mo Yu's mind turned around.

Soon after he returned to the stone chamber, a shout came from outside the door, "Yumo is coming out, it's time for us to make our rounds." ”

"Got it. Mo Yu responded, pushed the door and walked out to greet him, and the two walked towards the burial sword pool.

......

The life of a sword servant is boring and monotonous, repeating yesterday's life over and over again every day.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yu entered the Sword Sect, and it was already the third month.

At this moment, he sat beside the burial sword pond with a solemn expression.

It took three months to comprehend more than 7,300 strong and weak sword intents, and it had faintly reached a critical point.

Therefore, Mo Yu tried to fuse, and once it was completed, it represented a leap forward in kendo practice.

His mind was tranquil, like an ancient well without waves, as if he was detached from the outside, observing the changes in the sword intent in his mind.

No rush, no rush.

Fusion of sword intent, the number has reached a terrifying seven thousand three hundred Dao, even with Mo Yu's powerful divine intent, he must be absolutely cautious, otherwise once he fails, the sword intent will burst, which is enough to cause him to be seriously injured.

In his mind, a whirlpool of sword intent had condensed, and new sword intent continued to fly out, quietly blending in like raindrops.

It's not far from success.

An invisible aura lingered around Mo Yu's body, isolating all sword intent.

This is the powerful kendo will that he naturally exudes as the sword intent increases!

Suddenly, Mo Yu's brows furrowed slightly, revealing a touch of gloom.

Several Sword Sect monks broke into his sense and happened to be walking towards him.

If you want to dodge, when the sword intent fusion is at a critical point, you must not move.

If they are really suspected, they can't say that they want to make a move, and they are all left!

Turning the cruel thought in his heart, Mo Yu took away all his expressions, urged the sword intent vortex to rotate, and accelerated the fusion process. Fortunately, the integration has reached the end, and the interference of consciousness will not cause a bad effect.

Phew-

In the sound of breaking through the air, several Sword Sect monks appeared.

"Senior Sister Xuanji, this is the Burial Sword Pool, where all the broken swords and broken swords that have been recovered by my Sword Sect are all in it. A handsome Sword Sect monk smiled and spoke, "Although you and I have treasures to protect our bodies, we can't stay here for a long time, otherwise the erosion of sword intent will be very troublesome, and even affect your and my sword path cultivation." ”

He turned around and was about to continue talking, but his eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible.

Someone...... There are actually people practicing here!

The rest of the Sword Sect cultivators, following his gaze, soon noticed that the figure kneeling beside the burial sword pool, his mouth couldn't help but grow, and they all looked like they had seen a ghost.

Yu Xuanji's eyes paused slightly, and then he showed an interested look, and his voice was refreshing, "Senior Brother Ma, didn't you say that the Burial Sword Pool is very dangerous? ”

Ma Quantao was taken aback, but he knew that Senior Sister Xuanji was the latest proud disciple of Uncle Jianxin, if she was misled into entering the Burial Sword Pool to practice, ten of him would not be enough for Uncle Jianxin's sword slash!

His eyes swept over the back again, and after the shock, he suddenly found a place that he hadn't noticed before, and Ma Quantao's heart suddenly relaxed, "Senior sister, don't judge lightly." You see that this person is wearing a robe, he is a sword servant of my Sword Sect, and he is a person specially sent by the sect to maintain the burial sword pool. Their cultivation is low, and they can minimize the influence of sword intent, so they can come and go freely. ”

"When he practiced here, he was probably unwilling to be ordinary, and wanted to fight hard, but he didn't know that he was burying his life in vain. If you don't believe it, you can pay attention to it, this sword servant will definitely not live for half a year. ”

Yu Xuanji nodded slightly, but looking at the tall back not far away, she always felt that things were not so simple.

Ma Quantao shook his head helplessly, "Senior Sister Xuanji doesn't believe it, I summoned this person, you can see it at a glance." He raised his head and looked majestic, "Sword servant ahead, when you see me coming, come and salute!"

But the figure was still sitting cross-legged, not moving.

Ma Quantao's face showed a touch of embarrassment, and then turned gloomy, "I talked to you, did you hear it!"

Finally, the figure moved slightly, then turned around, as if hesitating for a moment, before moving quickly.

"See all senior brothers and sisters!"

"Hmph! I called you before, why didn't you respond?" Ma Quantao said coldly.

Mo Yu looked nervous, "I'...... I was scared for a moment, and I ...... I can't move. ”

Seeing him frightened and uneasy, Ma Quantao felt that he had regained his face, and his expression looked much better, thinking that Senior Sister Xuanji was still there, in order to leave a good impression on her, he immediately said: "Pay attention next time, fortunately I met me, and if you are not good at talking, you will have to suffer!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, senior brother!" Mo Yu showed gratitude. 、

Ma Quantao waved his hand, "You come to tell Senior Sister Xuanji, what is the effect of practicing here?"

Mo Yu's face showed bitterness, "Returning to Senior Sister Xuanji, the sword intent of the Burial Sword Pool is mixed, thinking that it is beneficial to cultivation, in fact, the disadvantages are far greater than the gains after getting closer, I have been trying here for a while, my body is damaged, and I am afraid that I will not live too long." ”

He heard what the few people said before, so he naturally opened his mouth so that he could send these people away.

Yu Xuanji's eyes swept away, "Really?"

The look was noncommittal.

Seeing that she seemed to be interested, Ma Quantao was suddenly startled, and hurriedly said: "Senior sister, there are still some things to deal with for my brother, you and I will leave, and we will come back in the future if we have a chance." ”

"Okay, just listen to what Senior Brother says. Yu Xuanji nodded obediently, but in the depths of his eyes, a trace of cunning flashed.

The group of Sword Sect monks turned around and left, and no one paid attention to Mo Yu anymore.

After all, a mere sword servant, or a sword servant who is about to die, where is the qualification to make them bother.

It's just that the fish is mysterious, and when he turned around, his eyes were on Mo Yu, and there was a brief pause.

Seeing the group of figures go away, Mo Yu slowly straightened his body, and the previous only promise dispersed directly, recovering his indifferent appearance.

It's just that the center of the eyebrows has a little more wrinkles.

Could this woman be aware of something?

Mo Yu thought about it carefully, and finally suppressed the idea of extinguishing his mouth, not because he was pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade, but because he was confident in his performance.

She should just be curious.

Shaking his head and reining in his chaotic thoughts, Mo Yu turned around and left, returning to the living stone chamber soon after.

He sat down cross-legged, and his divine thoughts swept over the grass sword path runes in the soul space, revealing a bit of a deep groan.

The fusion of sword intent was completed, and the green grass sword path rune showed a hint of brilliance, which showed that his previous guess was not wrong.

It's just that if you want to revive the Qingcao Kendo rune, it is not enough to rely on the sword intent that you have comprehended and fused at the moment.

There is still a long way to go!

Fortunately, in the Burial Sword Pool, the most important thing is all kinds of sword intent, as long as he is given enough time, it is not a problem to restore his cultivation.

Mo Yu's eyes showed a resolute look again.

......

"Teacher, people want to go to the Burial Sword Pond to practice. Yu Xuanji opened her mouth coquettishly, with a look of longing.

Kenshin frowned slightly, "You left a day today, and it is said that you met a sword servant who failed to try, don't you give up?"

"Yes, please give me a chance. Yu Xuanji smiled playfully, "Besides, with the treasure you gave me, teacher, even if I fail to try, I won't be hurt by the sword intent, so you can promise me, please." ”

"This ...... You, just rely on being a teacher to spoil you, and sooner or later you will suffer a big loss. Kenshin shook his head helplessly, "Then go and try it, remember to be a teacher, and if you feel any discomfort, stop coming back immediately." ”

Yu Xuanji smiled like a flower, "Thank you, teacher!"

She bowed her head and saluted, but a figure appeared in her mind, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

Deceitful little sword servant, we'll see you again soon!