Three million pure sword intentions have now completely replaced Chen Xia's sea of ​​consciousness, becoming a sea of ​​swords created by sword intentions.

The image of three million flying swords is the fish swimming in this sea of ​​swords.

And fish come in different sizes.

The powerful Feijian is the big fish among them.

Chen Xia went to Tiange to inquire about the levels of flying swords, and they found that they were roughly divided into four levels.

Spirit sword, Tao sword, semi-immortal sword, fairy sword.

Most of the magic weapons in the world are of these four levels, and the meaning is as easy to understand as the name. The spirit sword is a flying sword with spiritual wisdom. It is not common, but it is not rare either.

Sword cultivators in the Mountain Moving realm usually have a spiritual sword to accompany them. Of course, if they are a prodigy from a big family, they may have a Taoist sword.

This depends on the person, mainly based on qualifications.

Some genius sword cultivators have possessed pure sword intent since birth, so they can even attract spiritual swords to automatically recognize their master.

The book Chen Xia checked also recorded this passage: In history, even the most talented sword cultivator could only attract Taoist swordsmen to recognize their masters.

The half-immortal sword will not take the initiative to recognize its owner, because as long as it carries the word "immortal", it will be a bit arrogant, and you have to invite it yourself.

Moreover, almost every half-immortal sword in the world is recorded in the book, is famous, and can attract the half-immortal sword to recognize its owner, then your talent is basically a quasi-sage.

As for the fairy swords, they are too illusory. There are only thirty-six fairy swords recorded in the book, scattered in the heavens. Each flying sword once followed the emperor in battle.

It can be said that every fairy sword is the most powerful in killing in the world, which is much higher than other fairy weapons.

The book uses such a metaphor.

If a half-immortal is a peerless beauty, then an immortal is a peerless beauty who can wear uniforms.

Very few, very few, very few.

Chen Xia frowned slightly, feeling that this book was not very serious, so she continued to page down.

Next, let’s talk about the specific killing power of flying swords. The spirit sword is the level that splits mountains and seas, the Tao sword is the level that cuts through continents, and the half-immortal sword is the level that destroys the world.

However, the word "annihilation" here is emphasized, it refers to the destruction of a small world.

From Chen Xia's understanding, it should be the power to destroy a planet.

There is no clear record of the power of the fairy sword. It is only mentioned that the fairy sword must be matched with the emperor, and it is specially marked later.

[If you are really curious, you can go and get a sword in person, and there will be an emperor in the realm who holds an immortal sword.]

The more Chen Xia read this book, the more he felt it was inappropriate. He turned the pages back and looked at the title that he had just ignored.

"Sword Cultivation: From Getting Started to Entering the Earth" - Wang Yangzi.

Sure enough, it's not very serious.

Chen Xia placed the book at the bottom of the Tiange bookshelf, thinking that it would be better not to have this kind of secret book come out casually.

After understanding the general levels of flying swords, he can also start to classify the three million flying swords in his body.

This is a very time-consuming and meticulous job. Fortunately, the last thing Chen Xia lacks is time, so he looks at it step by step.

There are no grades among them, but there are 2.5 million flying swords counted as magic weapons.

Four hundred and eighty thousand spiritual swords.

The Dao sword is nineteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine.

There is only one half-immortal sword.

It's the bronze sword used by the swordsman.

Generally speaking, sword cultivators will have one or two flying swords, but a few sword cultivators with outstanding talents can have more than three flying swords.

The most exaggerated swordsman in history is a great sage who can wield thousands of swords by himself, and can arm-wrestle with the quasi-emperor.

Chen Xia nodded. Looking at it this way, he was not exaggerating. He was just three hundred times more powerful than the great sage.

Okay.

Chen Xia is not a swordsman, so although he has three million pure sword intentions in his body, he doesn't know how to use them, so he simply crushes them with sword intentions.

No skills, just strength.

If he can use his sword energy and sword skills in the future, the strength of these three million flying swords will be increased several times, truly unprecedented and unprecedented.

It's a pity that Chen Xia doesn't know how to do it, but he can learn slowly. He has the time.

Swordsmanship mostly depends on talent and understanding. Swordsmen with excellent talent will be able to hold a sword since they were born, so their swordsmanship will naturally not be inferior.

Chen Xia didn't know if he had the qualifications to practice swordsmanship, but he had luck, and that was enough.

No matter how great your qualifications are, they are nothing compared to good luck.

Because luck is the ultimate metaphysics.

He is now sitting in his cave, constantly warming up his sword intention, practicing exercises and carving Taoist seals.

The Taoist Chapter of Reincarnation and Desperate Realm can be further optimized. Chen Xia decided to add some colorful lighting effects and some particle effects to it because it is really cool.

The big yellow dog comes to visit Chen Xia every few days and brings some medicinal soup he made.

"This medicinal soup can replenish qi and blood."

The big yellow dog grinned, took out the medicinal soup, placed it in front of Chen Xia, and motioned for him to drink it.

From a bystander's perspective, Chen Xia's current state is not really good.

His pale complexion has lasted for two years and has not improved. He is also a little shaky when moving, like a seriously ill person.

Akabane had already taken the time to return to his tribe and said he would bring great medicine to Chen Xia.

Big Yellow Dog would bring Chen Xia some medicinal soup that nourishes Qi and blood every few days.

This was indeed of some use to Chen Xia, but it also made Chen Xia ask curiously.

"Where did you get these medicinal materials?"

The big yellow dog grinned, waved his hand and said: "Elder Lei picked it from the medicinal forest. Elder Lei has a good temper. Usually when a disciple is sick, he takes a few plants. It is not considered stolen. The main thing is to take care of the wild monsters."

Chen Xia frowned, feeling that the words sounded a bit familiar.

He knew about Elder Lei. He heard from other preparatory disciples and told various stories about him, which could be summed up in one sentence.

is a good person.

Chen Xia didn't pay much attention. He drank the medicinal soup to replenish his body's energy and blood, frowned slightly, and mentioned it to the big yellow dog again.

"If you want to pick medicine from now on, just give me some money, otherwise it won't be good if you keep having sex for nothing."

The big yellow dog touched his butt and said, "No money."

Chen Xia nodded, he didn't have any money either.

Cangtian Jianhai will not pay salaries to preparatory disciples.

So for the time being, I can only do it for free.

Chen Xia planned to do some profitable business after she had fully warmed up her sword intent, at least to return the money for Elder Lei's medicinal materials.

A good man's money must not be wasted on prostitution.

Otherwise, if everyone goes whoring for free, there will be no good people in the world.

The big yellow dog stood aside, lifted up his pants, and suddenly made a suggestion.

"How about I sell the clothes I collected?"

Chen Xia looked at it carefully and asked, "Who will buy your clothes?"

Anyone who is normal would never buy clothes worn by a big yellow dog.

What is the main picture?

Dog smelling pants?

The big yellow dog shook his head and explained: "I have collected the clothes of many female monks in the sect, including many intimate clothes. I think someone should buy them, right?"

"Don't." Chen Xia shook his head, "Hurry up and burn these clothes."

"Why?" The big yellow dog was a little confused, with a heavy expression, waving his paws and said: "I worked hard and stole these one by one."

Listening to its tone, I felt that it was very difficult for me.

Chen Xia patted its dog's head and sighed.
Chapter completed!