The spirit weapon is the bell of heaven and earth, which can be cultivated in the master's body, and can resist the enemy by itself when facing the enemy, and has supreme potential.

The spirit weapon is the legendary fairy weapon.

There are strong and weak spiritual weapons, the weak are like weeds, invincible to wind and rain, and the strong can cross the void and even destroy the world.

"Which one will you be?"

For the magic of the heavy sword, Lin Mochen is full of expectations. But he understands better that no matter which one it is, it shouldn't be something he can control.

The epangel didn't respond in the slightest, like a dead thing.

"Now that you're here, my plans are about to change. ”

Although the transfiguration sword can have the effect of practicing the sword of skilled moves, it is far from maximizing the effect. It's different now, the appearance of the heavy sword in consciousness is definitely a change in nature.

Don't forget, Lin Mochen has a sword with the power of consciousness.

Slowly letting go of the heavy sword in his hand, a force of consciousness gently lifted it.

Let's start with the basic sword pose.

The sword style of one move after another has changed from dispersion to bonding, and I have a deeper understanding of each move in my heart.

"The control of the power of consciousness is more freewheeling, more flexible and comfortable than the arm, it seems that the strength of the sword immortal does make some sense. ”

"Then, let's start cultivating the Nameless Sword Style. ”

The sword style of 12 strokes bloomed on the heavy sword, and the moves were not hindered, and after three times, they began to have a feeling of harmony.

I got it. This feeling inexplicably rose in my heart.

The fourth time, there is no barrier between the sword moves, and there is a connection between each move, and it is really to the realm of integration, and it is really possible to fight wherever you want.

The fifth attempt was over, and the epister hung silently in the air.

"These five times are worth millions of times before. ”

For a while, Lin Mochen felt that his heart was full of complicated and indescribable flavors. It can be said that the previous efforts now seem to be crazy masochism, high investment and low income.

Jingli digested his feelings, and Lin Mochen prepared to practice the second sword technique "Shadowless Sword Style".

One move, two moves...... The heavy sword in the air is swinging faster and faster, and the phantoms are heavy, almost wanting to reach the realm of "no shadow".

After the cultivation of the eighteen moves, Lin Mochen frowned tightly.

"The cultivation of "Shadowless Sword Style" fits the speed in the name, but in terms of angle, it is lost, and it is reduced to seeking speed. ”

Lin Mochen's speed has not reached the realm of "only fast and not broken", at least it is difficult to do it in the same realm.

In fact, the real mystery of "Shadowless Sword Style" is weirdness, and it is a surprise to win.

"It seems that this sword technique is going to be cultivated by myself. ”

The heavy sword in the air fell back into Lin Mochen's hand, and then there were all kinds of swords and swords. Sometimes the sword folded back halfway through, sometimes the sword fell directly in mid-air, and sometimes it grazed the base of his ear and stabbed out......

The sword is strangely received, and it is equally strange!

After ten times, "Something seems to be missing." ”

I have to say that this strange feeling has greatly reduced Lin Mochen's gains from sword practice, and he can hardly feel the effect he should have.

"Practice again. ”

Unlike his dedication just now, this time he seemed to have become a spectator in sword practice, until the last sword style cultivation was completed.

"Completely lost the true effect of the physical body, no wonder has to be able to exert all its strength. ”

Just now, Lin Mochen's consciousness power found that the angle of each sword move failed to meet the requirements, and a lot of strength was consumed, and even slashed on himself, which was simply a suicidal swordsmanship.

"This sword technique needs to be limited by the physical body in order to exert the maximum effect. Essentially, this exercise has a limited effect. ”

Lin Mochen hesitated. The masters who have entered the seventh generation of generals have more or less mastered long-range attacks, and those cultivators have all kinds of weird Taoist techniques. Unless you are a master of body refining like the Wu Clan, they will fight you in close combat.

"There is another sword technique that has not been cultivated. ”

Without continuing to think, the nine moves of the "Stone Sword Style" came to mind and began to practice.

After one time, Lin Mochen stopped his heavy sword. As he expected, the power displayed by the nine moves was extremely limited, not even comparable to the power of ordinary sword styles.

"The restrictions of these two sets of swordsmanship are too great, and their practicality is limited, so it is better to concentrate on practicing the Nameless Sword Style. ”

I practiced twelve moves over and over again, but there were a lot of distracting thoughts in my heart, and I swung my heavy sword in a chaotic manner.

"The tomb boss won't lie to me, let's practice swords!"

"Practice swords. Lin Mochen's consciousness repeated again.

A light of enlightenment exploded in his mind, and he couldn't help but stop.

"Elder Tomb asked me to practice swords in order to comprehend sword intent, not to exert their power. I'm going astray!"

The feeling of sudden realization made Lin Mochen's soul more transparent.

"If it's to exert stronger strength, Tomb Elder should give me a stronger technique, instead of this simple immortal-level lower-grade sword technique. ”

"Now that the heavy sword is already in my mind, I don't know if I can feel it?"

As for the heavy sword, it is absolutely false to say that it is not curious! Just the first artifact that can be recognized by zombies has made Zombie Wuya study for countless years, and in the end he can only idle it, and even give it to Lin Mochen as a favor. Now, Lin Mochen found out that he was actually a spirit weapon-level treasure, and the doubts in his heart about him were even deeper.

The power of consciousness permeated the heavy sword, and what I saw was still the same: four feet and nine minutes long, with a cylindrical body, one-sixth of which had a bulge, and the surface was a glittering silver.

With this in mind, the power of consciousness began to try to break through the surface of the heavy sword.

Smooth, sturdy and natural!

After the power of consciousness touched the wall several times, he still didn't find a clue.

"If the heavy sword is really a spirit weapon, there should be an inner space for the weapon spirit to accommodate. So, where should this space be?"

"Epee has recognized me as the master, and it stands to reason that I should be able to master this space. ”

Looking at the heavy sword that had no place to touch, Lin Mochen once again felt powerless.

The living are helpless, and this dead thing also gives him nowhere to speak.

"In that case, you just keep it in my head. ”

Just as he finished saying this, the heavy sword moved again, turning into a silver light that broke through the restrictions in his mind.

"Damn, where are you going?"

Without the slightest hesitation, the power of consciousness chased after it and fell tightly behind it. However, the speed of the epee was several times faster than his, and the distance kept widening.

As soon as it came to mind, the heavy sword had lost its shadow.

"Is this really my heavy sword?" Lin Mochen couldn't help but deeply doubt it, a heavy sword that couldn't help himself.