Chapter Twenty-Three: The Sword Case
Li Daochun didn't know when he appeared, he came behind Zhao Zimo and said lightly: "Tomorrow you will enter the Dragon Pool, and I will teach you the method of seizing the luck of the Dragon Pool."
However, we belong to the same sect after all.
As long as you take away their luck from Dragon Peak, you have to pay it back!
Otherwise, even if you can save your life as a teacher, you will be contaminated with Great Cause and Effect with Hualong Peak at that time, so you must first break away from the Pure Yang Sword Sect and go out to wander for a while to avoid suspicion.
When you have the ability to give them some treasures in the future, and this luck will belong to you, and at that time, the first seat of their Dragon Peak, and even the true disciples will not trouble you again. ”
"Yes, Master!" What Zhao Zimo expected finally happened.
"Of course, if you don't want to leave Taxian Peak, you can also not take away that luck, and the teacher can help you suppress that dragon."
Zhao Zimo looked at the boundless sea of clouds, and said with a smile: "I borrowed his luck to turn into Dragon Peak, I will pay it back personally, the master has time to accept more apprentices, let's step on the Immortal Peak is too lonely, and I also want to go down the mountain to practice." ”
"What's on your mind?" The middle-aged Taoist wondered.
"Yes, I still have some friends, they don't know that I have entered the Pure Yang Sword Sect, I'll see if there is a chance to meet them." Zhao Zimo was very nostalgic when he arrived at this time, the friends of that strange town, all of them had extraordinary temperaments, and they didn't act like children, but after entering the Pure Yang Sword Sect and knowing many things, he had a strange idea in his heart.
Li Daochun nodded: "It's good to have friends, you can talk about your heart, and if something happens, there are people to help, but it's a pity that in this life, I have been too good since I was born, but I don't have any friends......"
Zhao Zimo has no groove to spit out......
"Since you're leaving, I'll pass you on a trick as a teacher, and there are some basic Taoist spells, which haven't taught you these days, so let's practice them by yourself when the time comes......"
"Really, Master, you finally know that your apprentice doesn't have any skills, you can finally remember that I practiced Qi to the innate realm......" Zhao Zimo wanted to cry without tears, and when he came down the mountain, he remembered that he wanted to pass on his mastery and basic spells, which was too tricky.
"The innate realm is also a little grandmaster in the rivers and lakes, and I will pass on the sword technique today as a teacher!!"
"Edgeworthiness? Or swordsmanship? ”
Li Daochun pouted: "Naturally, it's a swordsmanship, but this kind of swordsmanship is very laborious, don't use it until the critical time, otherwise a small sword will be enough to make you vomit three liters of blood." ”
As the middle-aged Taoist priest was talking, he took out a palm-sized sword box from his sleeve, which was black as a whole, like lightning strike wood, and there were some nicks on it, as if snowflakes were printed on it.
Li Daochun wiped it gently, and no longer hesitated, and threw it directly into Zhao Zimo's hand: "This sword box is not ordinary, it can hold nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords.
It is the most precious immortal product in the world, to be exact, in the entire Dongzhou, there is no better sword maintenance artifact than this sword box.
This sword box is called the Ten Thousand Sword Box, and the sword box itself is not a mortal thing, but a sword immortal, who went to the Nine Heavens to connect the vast heavenly thunder and refine it.
I got it eight hundred years ago, and I haven't used it, I just have a hobby of collecting treasures, so I originally wanted to save all the flying swords inside, but unfortunately after so many years, I only collected one hundred and twenty-three spirit flying swords.
Those flying swords are all in it at this time, but with your realm at this time, counting your extraordinary physique, you can also refine six or seven flying swords, and as for wanting to make them like your fingers, it will take longer.
And you're going out, and I really don't have anything good to teach you, so I'll give you this thing! ”
Zhao Zimo held the sword box sluggishly, he really couldn't imagine that just because he was going to practice, the master would give this unique treasure to himself, and he also brought more than a hundred soldiers to fly the sword, this is a spiritual product!
Originally, one of them was a priceless treasure, but when it came to me, why did it become wholesale?
In this case, how dare Zhao Zimo ask for it, but unfortunately before he could speak, Lin Shixian slowly walked out with the red panda in her arms, she glanced at Li Daochun and said: "Let you keep it, do you know what the master gave us when we went down the mountain?"
gave the senior brother a fairy soldier, and gave the second senior brother a picture of immortal mountains and rivers...... Anyway, this thing of yours is very precious, and I didn't want to come in the first place.
But Master's collecting habit has only improved until now, otherwise He wouldn't have given it to you.
But these things, although they are unique, are nothing to our master, anyway, you just need to remember them.
Li Daochun, the first person to step on the Immortal Peak, five hundred years ago, there was no one with the most luck in the world!
How to describe this kind of luck, that is, your master can pick up the best spiritual treasure as soon as he walks by, and he can dig out a 10,000-year-old ginseng cow man when he goes to the toilet in the deep mountains and old forests, so there is nothing to worry about him! ”
Li Daochun's face turned dark, and he coughed lightly: "Lin Shixian, what do you want to eat, tell the teacher, can't the teacher help you find it?" ”
"Forget it, forget it, I have a white ink bowl recently, so I don't want to eat anything......" Lin Shixian rubbed the red panda for a while, and left flutteringly.
And Zhao Zimo finally understood, for Mao's own master to accept apprentices so fiercely, only six of them are so outstanding.
So his little eyes blinked, and Li Daochun sighed: "Come on, come on, give you a square inch ring for the teacher, mortals are commonly known as the Qiankun ring, the size is almost enough to fit your room, and I have put thirty flying swords in it, and I am not allowed to send a message to the teacher until the moment of life and death."
Of course, if you want to think about Master and Senior Sister, you can also send a letter if you have nothing to do, although this thing is hard to buy, but I don't care about your Master.
But don't learn from your senior sister, don't ask for things from your teacher, after all, you've been poor for more than 500 years, and if you send something out for your teacher, it's really nothing.
And I have cultivated to a great descent, and now if I don't have more than a dozen immortal treasures on my body, I won't be able to live now, and when I am unlucky, I can meet the enemies of the past when I leave the sect, which makes me very uneasy as a teacher. ”
Zhao Zimo once again had no groove to spit out......
As Li Daochun pointed over, a recitation instantly entered Zhao Zimo's mind.
He stood firm for a long time before he completely digested the method of refining the flying sword, as well as the method of collecting luck, but when he opened his eyes, Li Daochun didn't know where to go......
Edgeworthiness.
It's also good and bad.
Similar to this kind of sword practice with hard work, after all, it can't compare to those who are born with a sword body and can naturally control the ability to fly swords, but both need to be cultivated hard, and as long as any kind of kung fu is practiced to the peak of the realm, it will not be able to distinguish between superior and inferior.
As for the sword case, there is more good and bad, and the material is particularly important.
Among them, the best material is naturally 10,000-year-old peachwood, basically this kind of peach wood is a monster that has become a spirit, and it is very difficult to kill it, but although the '10,000-year-old sword box' in his hand is black, it is also a 10,000-year-old peachwood, or it is refined by the sword fairy flying up to nine days after being struck by heavenly thunder, and it is estimated that it is a rare treasure in the sky.
The second is the purple gold gourd, the nectar bottle, the sword cloud bamboo, etc., a total of one hundred and thirty-four sword-raising utensils.
Of course, there are also people who hide it directly in the dantian, but although this can increase the power and control, it is not too much to kill the enemy if it encounters an enemy that cannot be defeated.
It's not the kind of sword cultivation that is too pure, sword cultivation, gun cultivation, etc., basically won't do this kind of thing.
It's better to practice the sword with hard work, otherwise you really have to be confident if you want to ensure that your weapon will never be broken and will not be obtained by others.