Xu Qing closed his eyes, and his senses dispersed and merged into the black boulder in front of him.
The moment he touched the stone, a fog emerged in his mind.
In the mist, there was a faint murmur. The voice wavered, seeming far away and yet very close.
"The Emperor's Sword...cannot be released easily."
"The moment the sword comes out, the sky will collapse and the earth will shatter."
Xu Qing was shocked and listened carefully. Gradually, those murmuring sounds turned into messages, which appeared in his soul and continued to echo.
This information was telling him about the Emperor Sword.
The Emperor's Sword, also known as the Sword Holder's Sword, is one of the orthodox emperor-level skills of the human race. It was originally created by Emperor Ji Yao of Yuan Zai.
The main killing force is shocking, and the killing is boundless.
He has killed all races, and he has also killed gods by the emperor in ancient times.
The ancient emperor Xuanyou at that time also admired the emperor's sword very much.
Then the Sword Palace lineage became the sword holder, and the emperor put all his imperial-level skills into the sword-wielding department, opening everything up so that the sword holder could gain enlightenment according to different levels.
Especially the method of the Emperor's Sword, the Emperor has completely opened it up with his vast mind. Any new sword holder will get a chance to understand it after becoming a sword holder.
But only this time, and then it needs to be exchanged for military merit.
The Imperial Sword is extremely difficult to comprehend. Throughout the ages, no one has been able to succeed in one attempt. Most of them need many times to imprint it in their hearts and become a sword type.
As for the power of this sword, it can be strong or weak.
The factors that determine the upper limit of its power are related to the monk's cultivation level, but more to do with time.
The Imperial Sword requires maintenance and cannot be released easily.
The longer it is cultivated and the longer it takes, the more terrifying the sword will be when it comes out.
Although the power of the sword dropped back to its original state after one strike, the intimidation was terrifying.
There was once a sword wielder who had not drawn his sword for two thousand years. The moment he drew his sword, he crossed the spiritual treasure realm with the peak level of Nascent Soul and directly killed a first-level Guixu cultivator on the spot.
Of course, that was before the arrival of the gods. At that time, the aura of heaven and earth was rich, and the longevity of all races was generally astonishing.
It's not as good as it used to be, but the Emperor's Sword is still one of the reasons why all races are afraid of the human clan's Sword-holding Department, because you never know if there are some old guys who are still alive in the Sword-holding Department and how long they have been raising swords.
At the same time, it is also conceivable that after any ethnic group masters such a killing technique, it will definitely arrange a group of people to never go out and raise swords throughout their lives.
Just to use that sword at the critical moment to break the sky.
These are one of the foundations of the Sword Holding Department, and the reason why the Emperor wanted to open the secret knowledge of the Imperial Sword to all sword holders.
He wants to create a foundation for the Sword Holding Club that will last forever and be difficult to shake.
However, it is very difficult to comprehend this sword. Not every sword holder can successfully master it, so the number of insights is particularly critical. This time, Xu Qing, the captain and Zhang Siyun were rewarded an extra time.
Xu Qing realized clearly in his heart that he did not know the passage of time in the outside world. At this moment, he tried very hard to push away the fog in front of his eyes, but the fog in his perception was too thick. Even if he tried his best, he could not dissipate it quickly.
We can only continue to try our best, keep moving forward in the fog, and see what is behind the fog.
In this way, time passes slowly.
I don't know how much time passed, but finally in Xu Qing's eyes, the fog in front of him became thinner. He faintly saw a sword behind the fog.
With just one glance, this sword occupied everything in Xu Qing's eyes, as if it was the only one in the world.
His mind was turned upside down, causing a thunderous roar.
Because that sword, although it was just a very ordinary and ordinary sword, contained within it a terrifying killing blow.
Indescribable evil aura and mind-shaking murderous intent spread from this sword.
It seems that it is going to soar into the sky, kill everyone, and destroy everything in the world.
The black boulder where it is located seems to be unable to seal it, and the layers of iron chains on it are needed to barely leave an afterimage of the sword.
Xu Qing's breathing was rapid, and his mind went blank. Only the sword behind the fog became clearer and clearer in his eyes, and the shocking meaning on it became more and more obvious.
And while he was in a daze, the outline of a sword slowly appeared in the sea of consciousness.
Even Master Qi was surprised by Xu Qing's understanding, which shows how extraordinary he is.
At this moment, a strong desire emerged in Xu Qing's mind. He was about to push away the mist again, and was about to allow himself to gather the sword more deeply in his mind.
But at this moment...
A terrifying suction force suddenly came from behind him, pulling his body outwards. After an instant, the world was spinning, Xu Qing's body was shaken, and when he suddenly looked up, he found that he was no longer in the place of enlightenment.
But outside the main hall.
Zhang Siyun was also here, his eyes red, as if he was trying his best to suppress his inner desire.
The red girl Qingqiu was not far away and gave them a cold look.
She knew that these people were going to learn the human royal level skills. She didn't know why she was not qualified, but the sword-wielding court still asked her to wait here.
"Wait a minute, what on earth are you asking me to wait for!" Qingqiu was very unhappy.
Xu Qing ignored Qingqiu and Zhang Siyun. He quickly raised his head and looked in the direction of the place he had gone to for enlightenment, with an incomparable desire rising in his heart.
Especially when he felt the outline of the sword appearing in the sea of consciousness.
Although it is very blurry, it can be seen that it is indeed the afterimage of the sword, but it has no roots and is slowly dissipating. Judging from its speed, it may take at most two years to completely disappear.
All this made Xu Qing feel that he was just a little short of being able to truly see the sword clearly.
This feeling of being forcibly pulled back and suddenly disconnected made him feel endless loss.
At the same time, the figure of the captain also appeared from the void. After landing, like Xu Qing, he stood up suddenly with shortness of breath and looked into the distance.
"What, your sister, I almost succeeded, my mouth is open!" Endless depression arose in the captain's heart. He did not dare to say these words, so he could only feel dissatisfied in his heart.
"Calm down your minds!"
When both Xu Qing and the captain were in turmoil, a calm voice echoed in their minds like thunder.
The middle-aged sword holder who had led the way before appeared in front of them.
The strong pressure from him made Xu Qing take a deep breath and suppress the desire in his heart.
"Do you think that we are only a little short of seeing the Emperor's Sword clearly? We are only a little short of success?"
"I can tell you that every person who realizes it feels this way, but in fact...it is still far from successful enlightenment."
"Besides, there is a reason why enlightenment is limited to three hours."
"Throughout the ages, all sword holders who have been enlightened for more than three hours have been instantly alienated and died in the midst of enlightenment. No one has been saved."
The middle-aged sword holder spoke calmly, and the words he spoke made Xu Qing's heart sink.
"The reason for this is because the emperor killed a god back then, but this sword was also cursed by the gods. Therefore, anyone who has been enlightened for more than three hours will die of alienation."
"And you don't have to worry. You are very lucky. It was an extra reward before. When you get to the county capital, you will each have another chance to realize it."
"Now, it's time to deal with another matter. The adults have been waiting for a long time."
Zhang Siyun looked a little confused, he didn't know what was going to happen next.
But just as he was listening intently, the middle-aged sword holder raised his right hand and waved, and Zhang Siyun's figure suddenly disappeared.
"This matter has nothing to do with him, but with the three of you." The middle-aged sword holder didn't care what Zhang Siyun thought after being removed by him, and spoke slowly.
Xu Qing's heart moved, and he looked at the captain, then at Qingqiu, thoughtfully.
Qingqiu frowned. She vaguely guessed the answer, but this answer made her feel unlucky and aggrieved in her heart.
The captain also thought of something, his eyes showed a strange light, and there was some excitement, and he spoke quickly.
"Sir, is it related to Sanling Town Daoshan?"
The middle-aged sword holder ignored Chen Erniu.
In his opinion, Chen Erniu, who only caused the emperor's statue to shine a foot long, was basically a shame to the sword holder.
In fact, he is not the only one who thinks so, there are many other sword holders who think this way. After all... to a certain extent, this is equivalent to not being up to the mark mentally and not upright.
So he didn't bother to pay attention, but looked at Xu Qing and Qingqiu.
"The three of you once appeared in Dao Mountain of Sanling Town, and you also saw the suppression of the Ghost Spirit Lord by my sword-wielding court."
"Now, the Phantom Lord has been imprisoned by the Sword Court and is being interrogated. The adults need the three of you to show up to stimulate the Phantom Lord so that his mood will no longer remain calm, but will fluctuate violently."
"In this way, it will be easier for adults to explore the secrets of his soul."
After saying that, the middle-aged sword holder walked towards the distance.
Xu Qing and the other three stood up and followed. On the way, the captain blinked and weighed his thoughts rapidly.
"It seems that my brilliance is a bit unpopular."
"No, I must perform well this time and try to win some points in the hearts of the old guys in the Sword-holding Court. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to get promoted if this continues."
The captain was alert and depressed at the same time. At this moment, he still felt that there was no way he could be so bright.
"My answer is correct. Although the emperor's question is not among the more than a thousand questions, there are forty-seven questions in it that can be answered sideways."
"I told all the answers over and over again. They are absolutely super standard answers. Each one has reached at least several hundred feet. The total height must be ten thousand feet. The spiritual stone cannot be wasted."
"I even flattered you a lot, and I didn't repeat every sentence!"
"It's more for show. I also said that you are a god, Emperor."
"There is nothing wrong with what you said. The Emperor's light shook violently at that time, which shows how satisfied he is in his heart."
Thinking of his performance at that time, the captain became even more angry.
"Why give me a foot!"
The captain felt depressed. He looked at Xu Qing and felt that he was under a lot of pressure.
While his thoughts were swirling in his heart, the three of them were brought to the prison in the sword-holding palace by the middle-aged sword-bearer.
This is a dark secret room with countless restrictions around it. Anyone who steps here will be locked by divine thoughts.
After the examination, the four of them walked into the prison under the guidance of the middle-aged sword holder. They walked along a narrow staircase under their feet and under the dim light. They heard the calm voice of the Ghost Elf Lord in the distance. A voice with elegance.
"Listen to the footsteps. Is this someone coming again?"
"It's useless. You want to search my soul and stimulate my emotions. This is impossible."
"I am the soul of the Ghost Emperor. I have no mood swings. Even if I do, it is not something you low-level Guixu cultivators can manipulate."
"My true body contains the spirit, and you guys... are nothing more than ants."
(End of chapter)
