Hearing this, Feng Qingwu raised his head.
In her vision blurred by blood, she saw the long sword inserted in the center - the whole body was silvery white like the moonlight, with complex and exquisite carvings on the end, and the entire sword body looked elegant and noble.
Only at the edge of the sword, there was a hint of crimson.
And that crimson color is more like a blood color that is unconsciously acquired after being stained with blood for many years. It looks coquettish and full of murderous intent.
This sword is vicious, but... it's a good sword!
As a sword cultivator, Feng Qingwu couldn't help but have a flash of surprise in her eyes, but she was silent for a moment: "Senior, you are the only one who has an intact sword here, isn't it?"
Treasures have souls.
A fine sword naturally has a sword spirit.
But the next moment, a sword intent shook away from the sword, instantly knocking Feng Qingwu back, but it did not hurt her.
"...Ha, and now, you are the one who is not qualified."
"I recognize your identity as a sword holder, but - if you want me to recognize you as your master, you are not enough as you are now."
Feng Qingwu no longer hesitated and handed over his hand: "Senior, please give me some advice."
The voice of the sword spirit came again: "The Sword Tomb can help you condense a sword bone again, but if you don't have a sword heart, you are not qualified."
"Kenshin?"
"The heart of the sword is to clarify your determination to pursue the way of the sword and find your own way of the sword. Only when you know what kind of sword you hold in your hand can you be called a true swordsman."
"As a sword cultivator, you should know that the realm of sword cultivating is divided into five realms."
"In the first stage, the sword moves are tangible. Understand the sword moves clearly, make them fully penetrated, attack and defend, advance and retreat, and have a sword in every move."
"The second level, the sword's intention is invisible. The sword moves have no form, and are not restricted to moves. The sword moves are made in both movement and stillness. It is an invisible sword with divine thoughts as its intention."
"The third level, the heart of the sword is clear. Use the mind to understand the sword, condense the heart of the sword, understand the rules of the sword, and achieve the impeccable spiritual platform."
"As for the sword-self in the fourth realm, and the sword-self in the fifth realm, they are realms that ordinary people cannot pry into."
Hearing this, Feng Qingwu thought deeply: "Senior, what do you mean, you need me to reach the third realm?"
Sword Spirit said in a deep voice: "In three thousand eight hundred and forty-two years, you are the first person to come to me. I can give you this opportunity."
"There is no need for a third realm, as long as you can take a step above the current second realm and condense the prototype of the sword heart, that's all."
"Remember, the name of this sword is Blood Moon."
When the sword spirit's words disappeared, Feng Qingwu had been sent to another part of the sword tomb. There were more broken swords around and the sword intent was stronger.
Are you looking for your own sword heart...
Feng Qingwu took a deep breath, suppressed the thoughts in her heart, and then sat cross-legged on the spot, condensing the sword bones according to the prompts of the sword spirit.
The so-called sword bone condensation means polishing every bone in one's body with the sword's will to truly "use one's body as a sword". This is also the change that every sword cultivator pursues.
Feng Qingwu spent so many years cultivating to the Yuanying stage before the sword bones were dug out, and he only condensed the sword bones of one spine.
Sword bones are rare, and only the true sword intention can be condensed.
But at this moment in the sword tomb, each broken sword represents the different sword intention of the person who once held the sword, which meets the conditions for condensing the sword bone.
Feng Qingwu ignored the injuries on his body and allowed his sword to forge his body.
Constantly polishing every bone in the body.
As she breathed and breathed, under the urging of Jianzhong, the spiritual power all over her body also circulated, running into Zhou Tian in her body.
Under a gray sky, Feng Qingwu's whole body was surrounded by the tyrannical sword intent. She was awe-inspiring. Under the polishing of the sword intent, every bone in her gradually became crystal clear. The sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and her entire body was filled with aura. , is rising steadily!
At this moment, outside the Sword Tomb.
Yue Mingshi had left long ago, and the manager of the Trial Tower was nowhere to be found, probably to collect the bodies of the trialists.
In the entire fourth floor, only the cub was lying on the edge of the high platform.
Mu Jiuke tiredly lowered his head on his paws and yawned silently. Feeling the rising power that was constantly coming through the contract, he closed his beastly eyes leisurely.
Okay, that stupid woman is still alive, not dead.
…
The secret realm of the sect trial will last for a total of one month. After coming out of the trial tower, Yue Mingshi spent the rest of the time searching for heavenly materials and earthly treasures according to the prompts of Sword Lord Qingheng.
In less than a month, she had broken through to the tenth level of Qi training, and was just a hair away from the foundation building stage.
During this period of time, Yue Mingshi never heard anything about Feng Qingwu again, as if she had completely disappeared.
Until the end of the month, the door to the secret realm appeared out of thin air above the secret realm.
When the door to the secret realm slowly opens——
The tokens of all Tianxuanmen disciples felt a vibration, which was a reminder to them that they could leave through the gate of the secret realm.
Just as the disciples were about to leave, a figure suddenly jumped up from the secret realm, like a burning flame, wearing a bright red dress and a phoenix hairpin, and rushed straight to the door of the secret realm.
The disciples watching on the ground were shocked.
"Well, that's Junior Sister Yue!"
"Oh my God, Junior Sister Yue is indeed blessed with deep blessings. How many good things have she received? She has made such great progress."
"Looking at her like this, she must be in the foundation building stage soon!"
Even though she was far away, Yue Mingshi could feel those envious eyes, and the smile on her lips became even bigger. She subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Trial Tower - Can you still get out, Senior Sister?
The mocking smile flashed past, and the next moment she rushed straight to the door of the secret realm, becoming the first person to leave, attracting everyone's attention!
And outside the secret realm at this moment.
The leader was clearly Lord Qingheng, and behind him were a large number of elders who were all waiting here quietly.
The sect trial is also of great significance to Tianxuan Sect.
Although disciples are not restricted from participating, some direct disciples and inner disciples will not participate. However, it can also give an overall idea of the cultivation level of the new generation and whether there are any good seedlings that can be cultivated.
Or, are there any lucky people who just got the chance?
The space fluctuation inside the secret realm door came, and all the elders looked at it. The next moment, Yue Mingshi walked out of it. Her change was not hidden from anyone, and everyone was full of admiration for a while.
"Outer disciple Yue Mingshi has met the sect master and elders."
Yue Mingshi quickly saluted with a smile, looking like a natural and innocent girl. When her eyes passed over Sword Lord Qingheng - she paused slightly and blinked without any trace.
That charming appearance made Qingheng Jianjun's eyes soften.
There was uncontrollable affection in his eyes. He turned his back to the elders and waved his hands: "You go and wait for the other disciples to come out first."
"Yue Mingshi was the first one to come out. Looking at her current transformation, she also got a lot of opportunities. I will have a chat with her first. You go to pick up other disciples first to avoid accidents."
"Yes, Sect Master!"
The elders immediately saluted and rushed towards the gate of the secret realm.
After seeing them leave, Qingheng Sword Lord raised his hand and his spiritual power rose, forming a shield to isolate others from exploration and surrounding them.
Then, the two people's eyes intertwined.
For a moment, it was extremely hot.
Yue Mingshi looked away with some embarrassment and saluted, "Sir, my lord, I have lived up to your expectations. I got the Emperor Phoenix Blood Jade Bracelet."
"Very good!"
Hearing this, Sword Lord Qingheng couldn't help but said: "I have been searching in the forbidden area of the back mountain recently, but I have not found anything yet. I am afraid that after you get the Emperor Phoenix Blood Jade Bracelet and find a way to absorb it, you can lead to the inheritance."
"Well, Shi'er understands the sect leader's painstaking efforts."
Yue Mingshi said shyly, but seemed to have thought of something again, with a troubled expression on his face, which made Sword Master Qingheng feel distressed again.
He then asked: "What's wrong, Shi'er, but I met some blind disciples in the secret realm. Didn't I ask those five disciples to follow you before? How can I still make you suffer?"
Yue Ming's poems are a bit murmuring, but he stops talking.
It wasn't until Sword Lord Qingheng asked several questions in succession that Yue Mingshi spoke hesitantly, looking aggrieved but strong.
"Yes, it's Senior Sister..."
