Because Zhang Wuji has luck, he focused on studying the luck technique in the sword forest before.

Emperor Xuanyuan, the founder of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, was indeed very lucky, and created a unique sword book with this.

As the Heavenly Killer Dao said, this is a sword code that leads directly to the Great Dao.

But Zhang Wuji was disappointed after reading the introduction of this sword book in the sword forest.

This sword book is called the Huangji Dao Sword, and it only refines one sword, which is called the Killing Sword.

It sounds cool, and it also suits Zhang Wuji's temperament, but if you want to cultivate this killing sword, an indispensable material is the treasure of luck.

You must have great luck, and at the same time, you must also have the treasure of luck, and you can refine the treasure of luck into the sword of luck in order to cultivate.

Zhang Wuji was a little dumbfounded at the time, where did he go to find this treasure of luck that he had never heard of!

Later, after checking the classics, he realized that this treasure of luck was a foreign substance that had been contaminated with luck and had given birth to spiritual wisdom.

This kind of thing can appear anywhere, but if it doesn't want you to see it, then you will never see it, and even if you do, you will only think that it is just a stone, a big tree, and you will never think that it is a treasure.

Just like the Emperor's Dao Sword, if it is refined, the sword will be silent, and the enemy will not be aware of this sword at all because of all kinds of coincidences, until the killing is imminent, but what is the use at that time.

Originally, Zhang Wuji had already given up this sword codex, but he didn't expect that he could just walk casually today and pick up the treasure of luck on the side of the road?

"Could it be that my luck has really gone against the sky to this extent?" Zhang Wuji was ecstatic in his heart, and deliberately glanced around to see that no one had found it, so he scooped up the treasure of luck and put it in a storage bag.

He couldn't be mistaken, when he felt that this thing was a treasure of luck, then it must be a treasure of luck.

Contaminated with such a thing as luck, it is so mysterious and mysterious.

"I'm really an atmospheric carrier, the son of the Heavenly Dao Master, born with the protagonist's fate, and everywhere I go, I am destined to stand at the top of the food chain. ”

"I'm too strong. Zhang Wuji sighed again, and couldn't wait to rush to Wanfa Peak.

With this treasure of luck, not only could he refine the second flying sword, but even the third could be put on the agenda.

"Hahaha!" In the sky above Wanfa Peak, the Heavenly Killing Daoist listened to Zhang Wuji's self-talk, holding his stomach and laughing, he almost lost his breath.

Next to him, Wan Jun Lao Dao looked at this guy who was thousands of years old speechlessly, lying on the clouds without any image, and laughing.

"Senior brother, pay attention to the image!" he had to remind.

"Image?"

"That's something that only needs to be noticed when someone is there, and now it's just you and me, and you still don't know my temperament?"

The Heavenly Killer Daoist sat up casually and said with a smile: "I finally gave away this treasure of luck, I hope this kid will not live up to this thing." ”

"Alas...... The treasures left by the emperor were sent out so quietly, and it was a pity after all. Wan Jun shook his head and sighed.

"Sorry fart!"

"The treasure was meant to be used at the right time, so should it be kept in the treasure house to eat ashes?"

"We've been waiting for tens of thousands of years, and this is still the first sword cultivator who is in Huaxia's luck, who will he choose if you don't choose him?"

The Heaven Killer retorted with a roll of his eyes.

"But I have to let him know that this is the grace of the sect!"

"Otherwise, where does the sense of belonging come from?" Wan Jun was always a little unwilling.

"This is the rule set by the Emperor back then, what he cultivated was that these little guys had the belief that I was invincible, as a sword cultivator, if everyone felt like him and felt that he was the son of the Heavenly Dao Master, it would be possible to reach the top. ”

As soon as he said the words of his own son, the Heavenly Killing Daoist couldn't help but laugh until he fell again, this statement was so funny.

"Besides, what gifts did you get from the sect back then?"

"I remember the miserable old man who was bullied and oppressed in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect when he was building the foundation realm, but at that time, under the noses of the ancestors, he secretly vowed on the sword cliff to destroy the Xuanyuan Sword Sect when he finished his studies, and now he is still the true monarch ancestor of Xuanyuan!"

Wan Jun Lao Dao was suddenly a little embarrassed when he heard this, this special old rotten grain thing can be found out by this guy?

"Some people are destined to be Xuanyuan's people, just like you and me, and some people even if you give him more on the surface, in the end, it will be a bamboo basket. ”

"This kind of thing has not happened in the past, we don't need to do it deliberately, deliberate is not beautiful. ”

The Heavenly Killer Daoist looked at Zhang Wuji, who was trying to climb towards Wanfa Peak, and said lightly.

"It's the junior brother who sees it more clearly than the old way!" Wan Jun sighed.

"Senior brother, this is a good way to run a family, I still need my senior brother to supervise behind my back, otherwise Xuanyuan's big stall will have to let me play badly. The Heaven Killing Daoist grinned.

Zhang Wuji naturally didn't know that the two True Monarch Ancestors were standing above him at the moment and peeping, and he was now all focused on his flying sword.

A familiar sense of trance struck, and Zhang Wuji once again entered the sword forest.

He had a clear goal, and soon he was in front of an iron tree that covered the sky.

The divine sense was probed, and the surging sword qi was generally absorbed by the iron tree, and a sword fruit on the iron tree trembled violently into Zhang Wuji's sea of knowledge.

"Six Desires Sword Codex. ”

This is the supporting technique of the second flying sword that Zhang Wuji wants to refine.

After the cultivation of this exercise, the flying sword comes with the power of seven emotions and six desires, as long as it is slashed by its sword qi, it will fall into various emotions and cannot extricate itself, and even a certain emotion will be infinitely amplified, which is a very unique control kendo inheritance.

However, there are also many restrictions on wanting to practice this exercise, the matching flying sword must be made of a godhead, and if this flying sword wants to grow and volatilize its power, it must have a god as a sword spirit, and it must absorb a lot of faith power.

This is simply tailor-made for Zhang Wuji.

He can't use up all the power of faith, even if Xiaofeng has been desperately absorbing it all these years, the power of faith is still piled up.

As for the Divine Mansion, Zhang Wuji was ready to replace it with Xiaofeng.

After all these years of cultivation, this spirit in the painting has advanced to the foundation building realm like him.

Moreover, there is a back door left by Wu Daozi on that picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix, which Zhang Wuji is taboo after all, and he wants to take advantage of this opportunity to completely solve this hidden danger.

A month later, Zhang Wuji opened his eyes.

There was a flash of joy on his face, the sword fruit had been completely absorbed by him, and he just had to wait to go back to cultivate.

He didn't stop, turned around and galloped away in the other direction of the Sword Forest.

Now that you have the treasure of luck, there is nothing to hesitate about the Emperor Pole Dao Sword, just learn it.

In this way, he will be able to have three flying swords before the arrival of the ten-year novice protection period, and these three flying swords have a main attack, control, and sneak attack, which can already allow him to form an attack system.

With these three flying swords, Zhang Wuji also had the confidence to face endless challenges from his fellow disciples and brothers in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.