When Liang Xingyang heard that Yan Wodan said that he wanted to exchange the White Bone Ring for the Baiyang Sword, Liang Xingyang's first reaction was very surprised.
Yan Wodan does not know how to use a sword and has never practiced swordsmanship. The Bone Sect has never seen a master who can handle a sword.
The Baiyang Sword is a good sword, a peerless good sword, but Yan Wodan has no use in taking it. On the contrary, it will bring disaster to himself.
This sword is the signature sword of the Baiyang Sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even if only the last person of the Baiyang Sect is killed, thousands of years later, they will still think that the Baiyang Sword is their treasure, and they will definitely Gotta take it back.
Whoever holds the Baiyang Sword is equivalent to being the sworn enemy of the Baiyang Sect!
Yan Wodan wants the Baiyang Sword, which is doing a lot of harm and no good at all.
The White Bone Ring is indeed her family heirloom. Many of the White Bone Divine Monarch's Taoist methods are learned from the White Bone Ring, which is equivalent to the origin of the White Bone Sect's legal system.
In the eyes of the Baiyang Sect, a hundred white bone rings are not as good as the Baiyang Sword.
In Yan Wodan's eyes, ten thousand Baiyang Swords are not as good as the White Bone Ring!
He asked Yan Wodan: "What do you want Baiyang Sword for?"
Yan Wodan smiled faintly: "I also want to practice swordsmanship. Seeing how you are flying with swords, you are so handsome, I have long been envious."
"Then can you refine and control a sword?"
"I don't know how. So, not only do I need a sword, you also have to teach me how to make and control a sword." Yan Wodan looked at Liang Xingyang under the moonlight with a smile in his eyes, "What? You think it's a loss? Then I As long as the sword is good, I will always find a way to find a sword technique."
Liang Xingyang also smiled: "If you want to learn swordsmanship, I can give you a flying sword and teach you a set of swordsmanship."
"No, I want the Baiyang Sword." Yan Wodan picked up the wine glass, took another sip, and looked up at the full moon in the sky, "If I want to refine a sword, I want to refine the best one in the world! The Baiyang Sword That’s good, I don’t like anything else.”
"Do you know that if you hold the Baiyang Sword, people from the Baiyang Sect will come to you sooner or later to ask for it?"
"Am I afraid of them?" Yan Wodan turned around and asked, "The White Sun Sect, the dogs with broken spines! It's not that I look down on them. Like you and me, we all have our own beliefs in our hearts and can insist on walking in our own way. Where are they? A bunch of chickens and dogs, I’m waiting for them to come to me and get my sword!”
Liang Xingyang looked at her, hoping to see her true intentions clearly.
This girl always gives people an omniscient and unfathomable feeling, as if every word she says and everything she does has profound meaning.
From Liang Xingyang's point of view, Yan Wodan's exchange of the Bone Ring for the White Yang Sword was obviously a trade-off. With her character, she didn't seem to like to do as she pleased.
Liang Xingyang wondered if she was deliberately using this method to help him, but he also felt that she might be being sentimental.
Yan Wodan became impatient: "What are you looking at? Should I change it? Manly man, please give me a happy word!"
"Change!" Liang Xingyang stopped being pretentious.
He took out the Baiyang Sword and handed it to Yan Wodan.
Yan Wodan took the sword. The Baiyang Sword was stronger than the Xuantian Double Sword and the Jiuyou Divine Sword. The sword itself was made of unknown metal, and it emitted a dazzling light from the inside. The white light is not as cold as other swords. What is emitted from the inside of this sword is warm heat. When the sword comes out, even the moon in the sky loses its color, and the entire lake in front of the building is illuminated. Now, it has become a bright mirror.
Yan Wodan took the sword, held it in his hand, and made a few gestures with his hands. The light was dazzling and had a pure Yang energy.
"What a sword! It's fun!" Yan Wodan said, "From now on, this sword belongs to me! You teach me swordsmanship!"
Liang Xingyang asked for paper and pen, brushed a few dots, and wrote a book on swords.
He didn't write his own "Pure Yang Sword Sutra", not because he was reluctant, but to practice the "Pure Yang Sword Sutra" he needed to start from the very beginning and have the skills to practice himself, and it would take at least a year to incorporate the sword energy into it. Within his body, he refined the Pure Yang Immortal Sword.
What he wrote was the sword art of Tianjian Sect, and of course there were some improvements he made.
Tianjianmen has been incorporated into his Tianxin sect
Department, he taught the Tianjian Sect their self-refinement skills, improved their Taoist techniques and sword techniques, and in the future he would also teach them the elixir-returning skills. It was already integrated into one, so he did not intentionally use the Tianjian Sect's things as gifts. .
I finished writing the method of sword refining and sword control, which is very detailed. He is also considered a master of swordsmanship, and many places point directly to the key points. It has written more than a hundred pages in total. It was bound and brought over to Yan Wodan to explain chapter by chapter. Whenever Yan Wodan had any questions, he would patiently explain them one by one.
Yan Wodan understood all the questions, and he took out a jade box with satisfaction, put more than a hundred pages in it, took out a white bone ring and handed it over: "Hey, this is it, here it is for you!"
The white bone ring is about the size of a tea cup mouth. I don’t know what kind of bone it is made of. It seems that the bones of some kind of creature naturally grow like this.
The surface of the bone is wrapped with many fine bone vines, forming a very special texture. There are also many ancient runes, all of which are Jiuyou Xuanwen, which are exactly the same as those in the Jiuyou Divine Tower. Yan Wodan gave them all He translated it.
Liang Xingyang held the bone ring: "Can I take it?"
Yan Wodan rolled his eyes and said, "I've given it to you, so do whatever you like."
Liang Xingyang entered the Jiuyou Divine Tower with the white bone ring and reached the sixth floor.
He took out the two "Xuanwen" translated by Yan Wodan for comparison, and all the words in the tower became clear. He performed the sacrifice of the ring according to the instructions on the sixth floor wall, and the ring flew up and hung in the sky. In mid-air, the bone rattan above suddenly flew up, spread out, and disappeared into the surrounding walls. Finally, the ring automatically flew into the ceiling and disappeared.
This tower now has two levels of town objects, which can be regarded as unlocking two levels of space.
This sixth floor is considered the hub of the entire tower and the source of power. Once this floor is opened, the power of the pagoda increases dramatically. However, although the energy increases, the effect does not increase. It is like a person who has only grown one hand. Now his strength has increased, but his strength has not increased. Couldn't grow a second hand.
The Nine Nether Divine Sword on the first level is specially designed to kill monsters, monsters and various divine bodies, while the Yin-Yang Mirror on the second level is used to attack various souls and spirits. This is equivalent to two hands.
Liang Xingyang wants to use this pagoda to completely solve the problem of the resurrection of the Lianshan Cult demon god. With the current pagoda, it is not difficult to deal with a Lianshan Cult master god, but he can also deal with it without the pagoda. The difficult thing is how to prevent the demon god from resurrecting continuously.
To find the second-level treasure, it seems that we still have to go to the underworld.
When he thought of seeing the White Bone Lady again, Liang Xingyang looked at Yan Wodan from outside the tower.
Yan Wodan was refining his sword under the moon. The full moon hung high in the sky, and the sword energy shone brightly. Below him was the lake like a bright mirror.
He felt that it didn't matter whether Yan Wodan was real or fake, a human or a ghost.
