Chapter 219 Swordsmanship inheritance (Third update, please subscribe)

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There are many monks in the world. When it comes to refining the magic weapon of destiny, the first choice is the sword, the second choice is the cauldron, the third choice is the armor, and the fourth and fifth choices are the others.

The first magic weapon a monk uses is often a sword;

The first magical power a monk learns is often swordsmanship.

First of all, monks use swords with ease, ease and extraordinary grace. There are flying swords in the world, but there are no flying cauldrons, swords or towers;

Secondly, the material requirements for swords are low, and the lower limit of sword magic weapons is low, but the upper limit is also high. It can consume a very small amount of materials and refine it into an ordinary magic weapon; it can also consume a large amount of materials and refine it into a top-level magic weapon.

As for tripods, pagodas, palaces, armors, etc., there are many materials of the same grade that are lost.

Only wealthy families can refine such a heavy weapon.

Half of the monks in the world are using swords as weapons. Even if they have poor qualifications, poor understanding, and are not the material for sword practice, they still have to take out a sword and dance it a few times. Whether Mr. Ye is a dragon or arty, he always has to take it out. Use it.

With a sword in my hand, who dares to say that I am not a swordsman?

Back then, when he was at the third level of Qi Refining, the first gift his father gave him was the Autumn Water Sword;

The first natal magic weapon refined after foundation building was also the Lihuo Sword.

Although later in the test, under the guidance of Patriarch Jin, he also understood that his swordsmanship talent was very poor and belonged to the dead wood, but when it came to fighting, he still took the lead in fighting with the Lihuo Sword.

Buzz!

But just after refining the weapon spirit soul, the memory of swordsmanship surged in like a tide, almost occupying all the memory space.

Lu Xuanji could only use the seal, subconsciously forgetting many kendo memories, leaving only some rough catalogues.

First of all, there are hundreds of volumes of swordsmanship techniques that can be practiced at least to the point of becoming a god. Three of them are left by the ascended immortals. If a random volume among them is circulated, it can become a family's clan-controlling technique, which can be passed down for thousands of years.

Then, there are many insights on the way of swordsmanship, changes in sword intention, the sword intention of two rites, the sword intention of four elephants, the sword intention of five elements, the sword intention of fast, the sword intention of slowness, the sword intention of time, the sword intention of space, the sword intention of destruction, the sword intention of life. There are about eighteen types of sword intent, such as extinguishing sword intent and so on.

Accepting these sword intentions, Lu Xuanji became a top kendo master overnight.

If we were to give a sermon at this moment, what we could say would be clear and logical, and the words would be overwhelming. Many sword cultivators would kneel down and worship, and one would exclaim that he is a heavenly being.

But that’s it!

These kendo memories can change many people, but they cannot change the nature of his [Kendo Kuchiki].

The main reason is that he lacks a sense of piety, lacks piety and awe for the sword, and lacks spiritual inspiration for the sword.

"Sword cultivators all resonate with the way of swordsmanship. They should be obsessed with the sword, live for the sword, and die for the sword. Just like Ximen Chuixue, who gave up a woman for the sword in his hand. As the saying goes, there is no woman in the heart, and the god of nature draws the sword. ! But I can’t do it. There is joy in playing with swords and playing with women. If there are ten women accompanying me, I can throw the Lihuo Sword under the cliff now."

"I lack spiritual touch in the art of kendo. It's like a rich man who spent tens of millions of dollars to buy a famous painting by Van Gogh. He will comment on the painting and say how good it is and how outstanding it is. But in essence, it's just for show. It’s just cool, not a lot of love, but more of a way to package yourself, a tool to show off.”

"It's like a rich man will donate tens of millions to help the African people after seeing the disaster area. Will he be worried or sad about the African people? Not at all, because it has nothing to do with him, and he just cares about it. These are all people I have no connection with, and I will not have any unnecessary feelings."

Lu Xuanji sighed slightly.

Of course, he can force himself to hypnotize himself, hypnotize the resonance of the soul, and hypnotize the soul to be moved, but this is meaningless.

Gather your thoughts and head towards Sword Island to take the opportunity to collect some treasures.



Landing on Sword Island, Lu Xuanji began to search for treasures.

After the great battle, Jiandao was cut into two pieces. The Jiandao in front of us was just a larger fragment of the original Jiandao, but even so, there were some rich resources in it.

At its peak, Sword Island had eight Tribulation-Ending monks, more than twenty Hedao monks, 500 Void Refining monks, 8,000 God-Transforming monks, 300,000 Nascent Soul monks, and Golden Pill monks everywhere. Go ahead, there are so many of them like ants.

This is still the main line. As for other affiliated forces, the number of monks is greater and there are more disciples.

When Sword Island was at its peak, he ruled the world and was the leader of the world's righteousness. He suppressed the demon clan and cowered in their ancestral land, suppressed the demonic monks and trembled, and all the monks in the world were shocked.

However, just when Jiandao was at its most prosperous, it was locked in a fight with the old demon Hehuan.

At that time, the Jiandao monks killed countless demons and did not care about a mere little devil.

But who could have imagined that in the end, the old demon Hehuan took action and destroyed Jiandao.

It is said that when the fierce battle reached its peak, the monks from Jiandao used the art of inviting gods and invited a clone of an immortal to come and try to suppress the old demon Hehuan, but he was killed by the old demon Hehuan. In the end, Jiandao was cut into pieces and disappeared into the turbulence of the void.

On Sword Island, there are still incomplete formations. Under the erosion of time, the power is less than one ten thousandth of its peak. However, it is not a big problem for Nascent Soul to suppress the golden elixir.

However, none of this can trouble Lu Xuanji.

In the memory of the weapon spirit, there are various memories of the Jiandao formation, the flaws, weaknesses, and loopholes in the formation, etc. They are all extremely familiar, as familiar as their own home.

It's not like my own home, but this is my home.

With these memories, Lu Xuanji easily bypassed the formation, passed through some weak points, and headed towards the depths of Sword Island.

As I walked, a treasure house gradually came closer.

At its peak, such a treasure trove was heavily guarded, with Hedao monks standing guard and a ninth-level formation guarding it. Even the most powerful tribulation masters could not break into it. But after that battle, the formation here was broken, and it had experienced the erosion of time. In terms of power, it could only kill Nascent Soul monks.

After activating the secret, a loophole suddenly appeared in the formation, and Lu Xuanji entered it.

The treasure house is divided into six floors. When you enter the first floor, you will see some swords, some elixirs, materials, talismans, array disks, etc. placed inside.

But Lu Xuanji stepped forward and just touched the flying sword. The fourth-grade spiritual treasure immediately shattered into powder and scattered on the ground. When he opened the medicine gourd again, the golden elixir inside exuded a foul smell and was completely rotten. He couldn't help it. Take.

He checked other magic weapons, elixirs, etc., but they were all decayed and looked ugly.

Time is the biggest enemy. After hundreds of thousands of years, many elixirs have become so decayed that they cannot be taken, and magic weapons are also so decayed that they break when touched.