Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1862: Sword Classic
In mid-air, Ling Xian came with interest and said: "Please tell me more about it, senior."
"Sword Sect has a long history and profound background. It is one of the most powerful forces in the Sacred City. There are old monsters that are not inferior to me."
"If the Temple of Runes is the Holy Land of Fudao, then Jianzong is the Holy Land of Swordsmanship."
"There are two great treasures in this sect, one is the sword mound, and the other is the sword classic."
"Let’s talk about the former first. After the strongest swordsmen in the past have fallen, they will leave their sabers there. Without exception, they are all spiritual swords."
"The vast majority of sword repairers want to enter the sword mound and get a sword that fits them, even a divine sword."
The old man of Nine Swords whispered and said briefly.
"It's a nice place, it's very attractive for Jian Xiu."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "It's just that it's not easy to enter there. No matter how selfless forces, they won't give away the sword for nothing."
"What you said is right, not everyone can enter the sword mound. Only those who have made the merits will be allowed to enter once."
The old man of Jiujian smiled and said: "As for whether you can get the sword, it depends on your own good fortune."
"Make a contribution?"
Ling Xian laughed dumbly and said: "The Jianzong Sect is easy to do, how can outsiders do it?"
"This is another treasure of Sword Sect, the sword classic."
"This thing is the supreme treasure of swordsmanship, with infinite swordsmanship hidden inside, but only those with extremely high comprehension can comprehend it."
"Therefore, the Jianzong has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and it has not been penetrated."
"It is precisely because of this treasure that Jianzong will hold a conference on swords."
The Old Man of Nine Swords paused for a while, and continued: "At the conference, the Sword Sect will bring out the sword canon for people to learn."
"If you understand the sword battle, you can give it to the sword sect in exchange for the qualification to enter the sword grave."
"Of course, it is not any sword fight, you can change to the qualification to enter the sword mound, only the sword fight with the supreme magical power can be achieved."
The old man of Nine Swords looked at Ling Xian with a smile, and said, "So, I hope you can participate in the sword discussion conference. With your understanding, even if you can't comprehend the supreme magical powers, you can also comprehend the swords of the great magical powers. "Senior said so, I really want to go."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, not to mention whether he can enter the sword mound, but the opportunity to comprehend the sword canon is extremely precious.
You don't need to pay anything, it is possible to get a great supernatural power level swordsmanship, even supreme supernatural power, which naturally makes his heart move.
"Swordsmanship is the treasure of kendo, not only contains infinite swordsmanship, but also contains the principles of kendo. You must not miss it." The old man of Jiu Jian was full of expression from the bottom of his heart.
"I understand that such a wonderful treasure, of course, cannot be missed."
Ling Xian nodded slightly and said: "Senior has also enlightened the sword canon."
"My fifth style sword fight is from the sword classic."
"It was a sword of supreme supernatural power level. It gave me a chance to enter the sword mound and got an extraordinary sword."
The old man of Nine Swords showed nostalgia, and said with emotion: "That was many years ago. Now, that sword has been improved by me and has become my fifth sword, and that sword was also given by me. Brahma girl."
After hearing this, Ling Xian's interest became more and more intense.
Sword tomb is not very attractive to him. After all, he has three kinds of divine swords made of immortal gold and does not need other swords.
However, the attraction of the sword canon to him is no less than that of the temple of runes.
This thing is too strange, not only contains infinite swordsmanship, but also contains the principles of kendo, even if it is not a person in kendo, it is difficult to refuse.
At the moment, Ling Xian said: "Please tell me the time and place, senior."
"After three months, you can go all the way west."
The old man of Nine Swords looked at Ling Xian with a smile, and said, "I will go back to pick up the Vatican girl first, and then I will set off for Jianzong."
"Then say goodbye, and see you at the sword conference."
With a chuckle, Ling Xian's figure faded and disappeared.
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Jianzong is one of the oldest and most powerful forces in the sacred city.
It has a profound background and a master like a cloud. Despite the passage of tens of thousands of years, it has always stood on the top of the sacred ancient city, overlooking all living beings.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is a giant, even if it is the true celestial family of the Big Dipper, it cannot be compared with it.
At this moment, Ling Xian came to Jianzong, to be precise, at the foot of Jianzong Mountain.
This is not a wilderness, but a market, like a small town, full of excitement and everything.
"What a terrible sword intent, even if it is thousands of feet apart, it makes people shudder."
Ling Xian's eyes condensed as he looked at the majestic sword, thrusting into the cloud, and his expression was moved.
The sword intent of this peak is too strong, not inferior to the feeling that the old man of nine swords gave him, and even stronger.
"Want to come, this is the famous Kaitian Peak."
Ling Xian whispered. On the way to Sword Sect, he inquired a lot of information about Sword Sect. Apart from the two treasures of Sword Tomb Sword Classic, the most famous is the mountain in front of him.
This mountain is called Kaitian. It was originally an ordinary mountain, but it has become a magic weapon comparable to a supreme soldier under the sacrifice of strong men in the past dynasties.
It can be said that this is one of Sword Sect's most powerful backgrounds, combined with the protection of the mountains, even if the ninth realm is coming, you have to drink hate.
"If this mountain transforms into a spirit race, I am afraid that it will become a god, invincible for nine days."
Ling Xian sighed with emotion, then retracted his gaze and looked at the crowded bazaar.
The Sword Conference is about to be held, and there are countless monks here. Therefore, the originally deserted market has become lively, no less than the capital of the dynasty.
"There are still two months before the Swordsmanship Conference. During this time, let's rest here."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, then took a big step into the bazaar.
In the beginning, he lacked interest. After all, he was already a monk in the transcendent realm, and it was difficult for ordinary things to arouse his interest.
However, when he saw an arena, he got a little bit of interest.
In the world's perception, the arena is a place for competition, and this is no exception, but there is a little difference.
This arena is no better than cultivation, only swords.
If you win ten games in a row, you can get a great supernatural power level sword show. If you win a hundred games in a row, you can get the lowest quenching stone.
Ling Xian was not interested in the former, but the latter made him slightly moved.
As the name suggests, the ability of quenching a sword stone is to temper the edge of the sword, making the sword sharper, and it can be called a treasure.
I haven't encountered it before, and Ling Xian didn't look for it. When I met it now, he started to fight~IndoMTL.com~ just so, I am also a little interested in comparing swords. "
Ling Xian smiled faintly, looking at the two men on the ring, waiting quietly.
After a while, one person abandoned the sword, expressing his surrender.
"Nine-game winning streak, only one step away, this person will be able to get a sword fight at the level of great supernatural power!"
"This person is extraordinary. If I am not mistaken, he is about to comprehend the sword intent."
"Yes, winning nine games in a row is enough to prove his extraordinary!"
People who watched the excitement talked a lot, some wanted him to win ten games in a row, and some wanted him to lose.
"Does anyone still want to challenge me?"
The young man in white on the ring spoke, and under his sword, he looked like a master.
When he saw this, Ling Xian's figure flashed, and fell on the ring like a banished immortal.