Chapter 67: The Sword of Autumn Water
"Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect!"
Mu Zhongtian saw this vision from afar and got up in shock.
There are high and low people, and the sword is also divided into kings and ministers.
If there is a heaven-level divine sword awakening, and ten thousand swords worship.
"Someone asked the heaven-level divine sword to recognize the master!" Xia Yu Zhenjun was shocked.
The difference between magic weapons and magic weapons lies in spirituality, magic weapons have no spirituality, and they can be used when held in the hand.
And the magic weapon has spirituality, and when used with the master, the power is very different.
The human sword is lower, the spirituality is inferior, although the power is ten times better than the magic weapon, but it can basically only be selected by anyone, and it is not surprising.
The earth sword began to have a hazy consciousness, and would spontaneously get close to its own master and choose its master, but if it was forcibly taken away during the battle, it could also be domesticated.
Only the Heavenly Sword is arrogant and powerful, once it is determined, unless the master is dead, it will never change the two masters, and even without the presence of the master, it can open the mountains and split the earth, divide the rivers and seas, and some old heavenly swords, and even teach the swordsmanship of the previous masters to the new masters.
There is only the heavenly sword in the hands of the head Mu Zhongtian, which is the treasure of the Sword Sect and the token of the head of the sect, which has been passed down from generation to generation and has heaven-level power.
With the Heavenly Sword in his hand, he can be defeated.
The rest of them, even if they are the first seats, only have the spirit sword in their hands at the ground-level level, but the strength is different, how much different.
"The Heavenly Sword spontaneously recognized the Lord, the divine asset, the Tao of immortality, the same life of heaven and earth, it was Qin Yun's nephew who just entered the Sword Shrine?" Motozawa Zhenjun exclaimed.
"It should be her, Senior Brother Qin Ning is blessed." Mu Zhongtian suppressed the horror in his heart and looked at Qin Ning with an appreciative expression.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence, the little girl may not be the only one who goes to the sword shrine at this time." Although he was also extremely looking forward to it in his heart, and even had the idea of having a woman like this, what more could a husband ask for, but he was afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, Qin Ning tried his best to remain indifferent.
"Then let's go and see what the sacredness is." Mu Zhongtian left this side of affairs, and the sword left, and the rest of the people also left with the sword.
Compared to a major event such as the birth of the Heavenly Sword, the distribution of the Fox Hall was indeed insignificant.
A heavenly sword, a future sacred, and the future thousand years of glory of the Sword Sect, I am afraid that it will all be on this person.
And no matter which peak he is a disciple of, that peak will definitely receive the most resources in the future, and it may even change the pattern of the first line.
It's just that they haven't gotten up yet, and the vision in the sky suddenly disappeared out of thin air, shocking everyone inexplicably, even if the divine sword has recognized the master, there should be some vision, why not?
……
At the same time, on the edge of the sword mound, Xu Changan silently took a step back and walked out of the sword mound.
Looking at the vision that calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was inexplicable, Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect, isn't that the supreme realm pursued by sword cultivation? 、
Am I not a pure sword cultivator?
What supreme sword bones, sword hearts are clear, all of them.
Why did you come to worship me?
"Uncle Shisu, what's going on?"
Qin Yun, who had just chosen his spirit sword, was shocked and inexplicably looked at the vision that suddenly appeared and disappeared in the sky, and wondered.
"You're the only one who came to pick the spirit sword today." Uncle Shisu's cold face also had a shocked look again, and he looked in the direction of the entrance.
I know that this kid is talented, but this is ridiculously high!
The heaven-level divine sword automatically recognized the master, and since the creation of the Sword Sect, there have only been three such examples.
And these three cases are no surprise, each of them has become an immortal!
And suppressed the first life, leading the coquettish.
His talent is so great!
"Chang'an!" Qin Yun also reacted and exclaimed.
She is the only one who comes here, so she is not, isn't it only Xu Changan?
Zisu Daojun nodded, and the sound was transmitted for thousands of miles, and the sound fell on Xu Changan's mind like thunder.
"Come in!"
Xu Changan, who originally planned to keep a low profile, looked helpless, he already knew that he wouldn't go in, what the hell is this, as soon as I entered, ten thousand swords roared.
With a sad mood, Xu Changan walked into the sword mound, and unexpectedly there was another sword roar, and the terrifying sword qi that tore the sky and the earth roared.
Ten thousand human-level spirit swords trembled and bowed, and the swords groaned, as if welcoming the king.
Another ground-level spirit sword rose from the ground, and the vision was transformed.
In Xu Chang'an's dream, the fire unicorn beats.
A crimson sword flew out of thin air, emitting blazing flames, and a flame unicorn chased after it.
"Xuanlin Sword.
The high-grade spirit sword is cast from the Xuanyan iron of Nanshan, which integrates the meaning of the unicorn.
The sword is three feet three inches long and weighs six pounds and six taels.
Seventy-three Xuanzhen Monarchs of the Cave Slaughter, and twelve of the Void Dao Monarchs. ”
Zisu Daojun's voice sounded faintly, solving Qin Yun and Xu Chang'an's doubts.
The first seat of the sword, the sword of the sword sect, the sword mound, the four hundred and twenty-three earth-level divine swords, he is like a few treasures.
In Xu Chang'an's dream, Dapeng danced.
Another pale green sword flew out, the blade of the sword was cold, and the sword qi around the body was agitated, tearing the clouds, and the underground tunnel ravines cracked, reaching a depth of several feet.
"Pengyun Sword.
The high-grade spirit sword is forged from the Xuanjing of the deep sea and the Xuanbing of the Tianshan Mountains to smelt the soul of the Dapeng.
The sword is three feet seven inches long and weighs seven pounds and twelve taels.
One hundred and twenty-four Xuanzhen Monarch of Xuandong Xuandong, thirty-six of Returning to the Void Dao Monarch, and three of the Great Power of Crossing the Tribulation. ”
Shisu Daojun's voice was louder again.
Xu Chang'an's dream sea was shaken.
Another sword flew out, and another ten thousand swords surrendered.
……
When Xu Changan saw this, he faintly understood why he didn't have a sword heart, and these swords were still worshipping.
I have a little more little brother.
Quickly shuttled, wanting to get close to Zisu Daojun and Qin Yun, and then a thick fog suddenly evolved, and a sword hilt suddenly flew out, unlike the rest of the divine swords, as soon as it appeared, it was infinitely powerful, and the visions were repeated, and it appeared, but it was mediocre.
It's just that the rest of the earth-level divine swords sensed the moment this sword hilt and automatically moved out of the way, showing respect and submission.
"What kind of sword is this?" Qin Yun said curiously.
Zisu Daojun shook his head, he treasured the earth-level divine sword, but the heaven-level divine sword was too mysterious, self-obscure, and it was unknown if he didn't take the initiative to dedicate himself, so he didn't know how many heavenly swords there were in the sword mound, let alone know the details.
"Autumn water."
Xu Changan's voice sounded faintly, answering Qin Yun's doubts.
In mid-air, when the hilt heard the sound, it suddenly trembled, turned into a streamer, and landed steadily in front of Xu Changan.
Xu Changan stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and at the moment thousands of charms burst out, obviously in the deep mountains, but there was the sound of thousands of rivers and flowing water, and the sound of the sea churning.
Endless.
A sword as thin as a cicada's wing grows out of the hilt, but it is not visible to the naked eye, but it must be observed with divine thoughts.
If you don't see it, you don't know it.
"Heaven-level divine sword?" Qin Yun said.
"Like." Xu Changan held the hilt of the sword, felt the power of the sword, and had an urge to fight with Zisu Daojun.
"Are you really in the foundation building period?" Zi Su Daojun said suspiciously.
"Yes, Excalibur recognizes the Lord, and he doesn't look at cultivation." Xu Chang'an said.
Zi Su Daojun thought that this was the same reason, but frowned and said: "If this is the case, this sword cannot be owned by you, and you can only hold it after you reach the Jindan realm." ”
"Okay." Although it was a pity, Xu Changan did not hesitate, let go of his hand, patted the hilt of the sword, and let the hilt leave.
The hilt of the sword turned, as if he was a little puzzled why Xu Changan let go, and then as if he suddenly understood something, his breath dissipated and he escaped into the ground.
Seeing that Xu Changan was so willing, the sword that the Returning Void Daojun and even the Great Power of the Tribulation were crazy about, and said that if he didn't want it, he couldn't help but show appreciation in his eyes.
Xu Changan raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that there seemed to be something more in his dream, but he didn't sense it, and thought of the current situation, so he gave up observation and wanted to go back and feel it again.
Then he looked at Zisu Daojun and said, "Please also ask Shisu to help you hide it." ”
Sensing the breath that was rushing here, Zi Su Daojun showed a rare trace of helplessness on his face, he couldn't beat them all this time.