"It's ...... The most peculiar sword! ”

As soon as the words of the sect master of Shushan fell, this stone door was completely opened.

And the first thing that caught my eye.

It is the huge furnace that is nearly three meters high.

It was round and bronze-colored, and just above it existed, a long sword that looked sometimes illusory, sometimes solid.

The style of the long sword is extremely primitive, similar to the swords of ancient soldiers, and there are no bells and whistles.

Everywhere, however, there is a bloom of the swordsmith's most solid and exquisite craftsmanship.

On the whole, there was nothing unusual about it, not even a trace of sword intent compared to the other spirit swords I had seen.

But the first time you see it, you can't help but want to own it.

However, at the same time, it seems to have an innate strong deterrent power, but it makes people dare not approach!

"This is the First Spirit Sword?"

I was very surprised in my heart, there was no gorgeous appearance, nor the slightest outward sword intent, the style was simple, with a fatal attraction at the same time, it also made people deeply jealous.

"The first spirit sword has no name, and in the handbook of the founding ancestor, in addition to the record that he used it for a period of time, even he admitted that he was not its real master."

"And the next time he holds it, it will be the eighth generation sect master of Shushan, but he didn't leave the mystery of the first spirit sword."

"There is only one sentence left, if you want to control the first spirit sword, you must first understand its sword intent, and if you want to understand its sword intent, you must become its true master."

"Later, in the period of the nineteenth generation of the sect master, the sect master only held it once when the strong enemy invaded Shu Mountain, and after this time, he wrote the "First Spirit Sword Technique", which can try to improve the fit with the first spirit sword."

"For hundreds of years after that, until now, this sword has never been out of its owner."

"And we don't know anything about its sword intent, so we can only find the ultimate way to become its master from the first spirit sword technique."

"In the next few generations, the most promising one is Xiao Lingsu twenty-seven years ago, and the fit is even as high as ninety percent! It's just a pity that at the last step, it still fell short! ”

"And the next second place is my apprentice, Xiao Yu dyed."

Speaking of this, Zhongli slowly turned his head and looked at Xiao Yuran, "Yuran, you only have one chance, during this time, remember not to move his thoughts, just try to communicate with the First Spirit Sword." ”

When the words fell, he said no more.

And the master and apprentice of the clean dust on the side had a gloating expression on their faces.

It seems that they have already guessed what will happen to Xiao Yuran soon.

"I'm measured."

Xiao Yuran whispered, then slowly stepped forward, and came to the three-meter-high sword-casting furnace alone.

A scorching breath of earth fire almost rushed to the face.

Xiao Yuran stubbornly withstood the heat, turned his eyes closed, and whispered a series of tricks in his mouth.

And so on for a moment.

I saw that the ancient long sword that was originally in the sword-forging furnace did not move at all!

Suddenly shine!

I was shocked, and I thought that Xiao Yuran had succeeded immediately this time.

Hurriedly looked up, and I saw that the original bright brilliance was from the tip of the long sword, like a bright sun, and the brilliance bloomed instantly.

After my eyes finally got used to it, I realized that the place where the brilliance was surging, the tip of the long sword had completely changed into an illusion.

The wisp of fire-colored aura steamed like smoke on the sword body, looking dazzling and full of majesty!

Even the longer Xiao Yuran stood in place, the faster the brilliance spread!

Gradually, the original ancient long sword, starting from the tip of the sword, seemed to change its appearance, and began to show its true amazing appearance.

Almost instantly, an extremely rich and even majestic sword aura suddenly skyrocketed several times.

If it weren't for the sword casting furnace itself to seal it, I have no doubt that just by relying on that sword intent, I would be able to poke a hole in the entire Shu Mountain!

It's far stronger than what I felt in Lin Yi!

Is this what the First Spirit Sword really looks like?

Like other spirit swords, they do not have a specific shape, but change shape according to the owner's mind.

Only the sword intent, eternal and unchanging!

No wonder it's called a spirit sword!

This kind of thing has completely surpassed ordinary things, and belongs to the level of "beyond ordinary things"!

"Humph! Don't look at the big movement now, the further back it goes, the more difficult it becomes! ”

"In other words, whoever approaches that place and recites the "First Spirit Sword Technique", the early movement will not be weaker than her at all."

Just when I was shocked by the scene I saw, suddenly, Huo Jian's voice with a look of disdain sounded.

When he said this, Huo Jian still looked at me with a sneer, and that kind of look was like looking at a frog sitting in a well and watching the sky.

I ignored him, but I also knew from his words that everything I saw now turned out to be a normal reaction of Spirit Sword.

At this time, Xiao Yuran's movement did slow down.

However, what could be seen was that the brilliant brilliance continued to slowly advance upward, and finally, at two-thirds of the way through the blade, the speed was getting slower and slower.

Compared to before, the rate of growth is almost negligible.

Xiao Yuran's body gradually trembled, and I could clearly see the sweat on her forehead.

And in the sword-forging furnace, the brilliance seemed to be infinitely close to stopping, and the speed seemed to have completely stopped.

"Humph! As expected, it was even worse than the previous one! ”

"In the past, it could spread to seventy percent of the entire sword body, but now, it can even reach about sixty percent."

"Xiao Yuran, give up, you don't have this life."

At this time, even Jingchen couldn't help but mock.

And as she said this, Xiao Yuran's eyebrows furrowed tightly, as if she was enduring great pain and pressure.

The sect master of Shushan, seeing this scene, sighed and shook his head.

And the old patriarch Xiao, who was still looking at the direction of the sword casting furnace with his spare eyes, lowered his eyes, and his entire old face did not show the slightest expression.

But if you find it carefully, you can still see the slightest sense of loneliness.

Lin Yi sank his face, looked at Xiao Yuran's back, and felt even more pity.

As for the master and apprentice of Pure Dust, he showed a smile and a sarcastic smile, as if he was laughing at Xiao Yuran's inadequacy.

"Give up, kid! If you don't have a chance, becoming a swordsman is not as ...... as you think Not free. ”

Even at this moment, even the old woman beside the ancestor of the Xiao family couldn't help sighing, and her words were full of pity for Xiao Yuran.

But Xiao Yuran had no intention of giving up.

There was determination in her eyes, and there was composure in her expression, but it seemed to be crazy at all costs!

"A thought is not born, a thought is uncertain, the mind is quiet, and it is as calm as ......"

"Psychic vacuum, body clarity and clear qi, too Huai Haoran, virtual sword baby!"

"Swordsmanship True Soul, Inner Sense Psychic, False Name Cave, Kendo Entry!"

……

At this moment, Xiao Yuran's crisp voice suddenly became louder, and crisp and clear words popped out one after another from her red lips that had been dripping with blood.

"Yuran, you don't want to die!" Seeing this, the old patriarch Xiao next to him couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately asked.

And on the face of the Shushan Sect Master, there was even a trace of nervousness.

As for the master and apprentice of Jingchen, the original smiling appearance was frozen on his face, and he looked at Xiao Yuran's back motionlessly.

And with Xiao Yuran's desperate urging formula, the original brilliance of the First Spirit Sword only spread sixty percent, and it soared again!

This speed is even several times higher than before.

"Poof!"

Xiao Yuran suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, but she didn't retreat, but continued to recite the mantra, and even took a step towards her body......

But the consequences of this are also extremely tragic, I watched Xiao Yu's original crystal skin, and even cracked one after another, which made her appearance more and more penetrating.

And at the same time, that bright brilliance rose again!

The original sixty percent has now reached eighty percent!

However, at this time, Xiao Yuran seemed to have lost all his strength, even to its limit!

And the first spirit sword, even in the sword-casting furnace, emitted bursts of humming, one after another sword qi, as if it wanted to penetrate the sword-casting furnace, turn into a streamer, and completely go away.

"Eight! It's reached eighty percent, but unfortunately, this is already your limit, jade dye, come back! ”

Shushan Sect Master Zhong Li sighed helplessly, of course he could see that Xiao Yuran had reached the edge of life and death, and in this situation in front of her, she was still consuming her potential.

And that old patriarch Xiao, Xiao Chongnian, stepped forward even more, and was even ready to urge the true qi to roll Xiao Yuran back, "Enough!" The First Spirit Sword doesn't belong to you, and you haven't even reached ninety percent of what your aunt was back then! ”

It seems that Xiao Chongnian's words stung Xiao Yuran.

The latter turned his head sharply at this time and looked at Xiao Chongnian!

At this moment, it seemed that even she had given up the first spirit sword.

The mantra was not reciting, but looked at the old patriarch of the Xiao family, then at his master, and finally looked at everyone together.

Her original beautiful face had completely disappeared, and her face was full of furrows and ravines, one after another hideous scars, oozing blood, staining her whole body into blood.

Only those eyes are still clear and bright.

"Grandpa, Master, I, Xiao Yuran, if I can't choose to live freely!"

"But you can choose to die freely!"

As she spoke, she opened her mouth suddenly, and a jade-white inner pill quickly flew towards me.

"Zhang Sansheng, Neidan will return you! You will repay me for your kindness in the next life! ”

When the words fell, I saw only a blood-clad figure in my sight.

Leap like a butterfly fluttering!

Suddenly towards the vast sword-casting furnace, the first spirit sword hanging in the air......

Like a wave on the beach, a second ago, there is its own dancing.

But in the next second, it will be completely shattered!

No more ......

……

"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

At the same time, one after another sword roars rang out, and the entire sword-casting furnace began to tremble violently.

It seems that there are countless sword qi that are tearing through the inner wall of the sword casting furnace!

Wow!

That brilliant brilliance rose rapidly again......

Everyone's faces were filled with astonishment.

But in the next second, Guanghua was restrained again......

However, it is only 90%!

Ninety percent only......