Chapter 667 Sword Spirit

Although Yan Nuo lost the traces of the three people, Yan Nuo felt a little regretful, but Yan Nuo's gains were not bad, but he was not depressed. After all, a piece of spiritual clothes in his hands can even be said to have an extra life.

The distance from Juxian City is not far from Juxian City. After a few hours, Yan Nuo returned to the cave located in Juxian City.

Before returning to the cave, Yan Nuo copied the scene of the three people on a jade slip, and secretly ordered the monks guarding the city to pay more attention. If they find the traces of the three people, they will come to report to themselves.

Of course, when he returned to Juxian City, Yan Nuo did not forget to go to the city lord Gongluo. Although there was no discussion, the process still had to be done.

The dark Yunling Yi Yan Nuo was spreading in front of him, looking at the runes on Yunling Yi. All of these runes were filled with ordinary Taoist rhyme. Obviously, the owner of this Yunling Yi or the person who made this Yunling Yi was at least in the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage.

After careful examination, Yan Nuo found that there were thirty-six and a half-concave grooves on the spiritual robes, which were supposed to be used to inlaid spirit stones.

As soon as he shook his figure, Yan Nuo's robe peeled off, and the black Yunling robe was replaced.

Immediately, thirty-six high-grade spirit stones of different colors flew out of the storage bag and all fell into the grooves on the spiritual clothes.

In a moment, the thirty-six spirit stones on Yunling's clothes began to shine with spiritual light, and then the runes on Yunling's clothes gradually flowed with light.

As these flowing lights flashed, a very comfortable spiritual power surged into Yan Nuo's body from the spiritual clothes along the acupoints.

The preciousness of this spiritual robe is to replenish the spiritual power consumed by the human body. Close the robe, Yan Nuo's mouth was filled with smiles.

choke······

The dragon roar sounded, and the dragon sword was held in his hand, and Yan Nuo carefully took care of it.

The sword is definitely a good sword, and it is enough to advance to the top magic weapon in terms of quality. Yan Nuo still remembers the moment the sword was unsheathed, the cool murderous intent made him shudder.

It was only according to the shopkeeper that the sword cultivator's sword was not something that ordinary monks could control, so the sword fell into his own hands.

Zheng······

A dragon roar came from the sword when his fingertips bounced on the sword. The quality of this sword can be said to be the best, but Yan Nuo felt that the sword seemed to be different from other magic weapons that he was difficult to explain clearly.

“Huh……………”

A voice rang out in the cave.

In an instant, Yan Nuo frowned, held the Zongchi sword in his hand tightly, and looked around with great vigilance: "Who is it?"

"Oh! I've been sleepy for many years, and I've finally seen the light of day again!"

An inexplicable voice came again.

"Who is a fellow Taoist? Why not come out and talk to each other!"

Yan Nuo said in a deep voice, his eyes scanning around him, and it could be heard that the sound was made from a woman's mouth.

"I'm in your hands!"

The sound came again.

"In my hands?"

Hearing this, Yan Nuo looked in his hand, one hand was empty, and the other hand was holding the Zongchi Sword.

"Sword Spirit?"

Yan Nuo couldn't help but sound, unable to believe his ears.

"It can be said that I am the sword spirit!" The voice continued to come, with a bit of lingering light in gentleness.

Jian Ling and teacher Che Ding once mentioned this to him, but his cultivation level was still low at that time, and he just passed by. He didn't expect that today he really encountered a sword with a sword spirit.

"Sword Spirit! Let me ask you, what is your name?"

Yan Nuo asked.

"Didn't my name be written on the long sword?"

The voice replied.

"Zong Chi? Your name is Zong Chi? You are a girl, why do you have to take a man's name?"

Yan Nuo said curiously.

"Is the name really important to a sword spirit?" The voice came out of the Zongchi sword, and the sound was filled with helplessness.

Hearing this sentence, Yan Nuo felt a stagnant, but he didn't know what to say. He asked after a while: "Girl, I have no intention of taking the liberty. What is a sword spirit?"

"What is the sword spirit?"

The voice inside the Zongchi sword couldn't help but stumble, and then laughed out loud: "You are still a sword cultivator, but you don't even know what the sword spirit is!"

"The anger is dull!"

Yan Nuo said helplessly, the ancestor Wutian had never said it, the master Cangfan Jianxian had never said it, only the teacher Ziche Ding had said it, but he had never explained it clearly.

"Sword Spirit is to move the soul of a sword cultivator who died in his life into the long sword and become a sword spirit, thereby enhancing the spirituality of the sword!"

The voice of the sword spirit in the Zongchi sword came out.

After hearing this, Yan Nuo couldn't help but feel a stagnant. This method is not very respectful to the deceased. What is the difference between the method of using ghosts as a weapon among many ghost treasures?

As if he felt what Yan Nuo was thinking, the sword spirit said: "The sword cultivator is dedicated to the sword, and the sword is obsession. For the fallen person, turning into a sword spirit is also another continuation of the life of the sword, and it is also a supreme honor."

The formation of the sword spirit is so cruel, but the sword cultivator seems to be proud of being able to turn into a sword spirit after death, which is really incredible, Yan Nuo said in his heart.

"I think you are also a sword cultivator, but you are not much the same as us sword cultivators!"

The voice of the sword spirit sounded again, and then said with a feeling of melancholy: "Sword cultivators in the world are divided into three sects. I think fellow Taoists are not cultivators of our sect!"

"The world's sword cultivator is divided into three sects?"

Yan Nuo couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Do you know the saying that sword cultivators in the world are divided into three sects?"

The sword spirit's voice was also very surprised, and then slowly said: "The heaven has always been renewed with vitality. It is also the place where the practice of three thousand small world cultivators have been promoted to become gods. Among the sword cultivators in the heaven, the sword immortal lineage has also divided into three major sects."

Feeling that Yan Nuo seemed to have no understanding of the Three Sword Immortal Sects, the sword spirit paused for a moment and said, "I think the skills you practice are not my lineage, so there is no need to say that you can listen to it!"

After hearing what the little girl Jian Ling said, Yan Nuo understood in his heart that the sword spirit clearly had a barrier to him, so it was hard to ask more questions.

When he said this, Yan Nuo couldn't help but remember the sword cultivation techniques that his master Cangfan Sword Immortal originally practiced, as well as Ye Yunhan's sword cultivation techniques, which were very different from the Nine Swords Green Lotus Art he practiced. It can even be said to be three different ways of practice. Could it be that these three different techniques are the three different sword sect schools that are divided into three sects.

For a moment, Yan Nuo repeatedly deduced three different sword cultivation paths in his mind, and he realized that his guess was not wrong.

There is no sword cultivator in the human world of Jiuzhou. The sword cultivator skills of Cangfan Sword Immortal and Ye Yunhan were all obtained when they were practicing in the secret realm of space. I think it was the martial arts left by the sword cultivator in the heavenly world when the demon world invaded.

As for the Nine Swords Qinglian Art, which was once named the Qinglian Sword Song Art that was obtained in the Eclipse Realm, this even more explains.

But Yan Nuo now had no idea why the sword cultivator inheritance in the heavenly world became a fearful existence, which was very puzzling.

Could it be that the ancestor was in vain, Yan Nuo said in his heart.

I have a deep understanding of the strength of a sword cultivator. I will never give up on cultivation no matter what I say. After all, no matter where I am, strength is the eternal truth.

Looking at the Zongchi sword in his hand, Yan Nuo couldn't help but shake his head. Although the Zongchi sword flashed with cold light and the sword energy was so powerful, it was finally two schools of practice, and it was dispensable for him.

As if he felt what Yan Nuo was thinking, the voice of the sword spirit came out from the long sword again: "I felt the sword intent in your heart, why not let me see which sect you are practicing!"

"Do you want to see?" Yan Nuo smiled.

"Yeah!" The sword spirit's voice sounded from the long sword again.

The mind moved, and a roar sounded, and a sword intent condensed. A thunder dragon with azure and blazing white light appeared in the cave, hovering with its teeth and claws.

"What a strong sword intent!"

Jian Ling said in surprise, then whispered: "It turns out to be different from us in the Yijian Sect School!"

Putting away the Thunder Dragon, Yan Nuo smiled slightly: "Fellow Taoist has seen the sword technique in the lower part. Can fellow Taoist show the skills of your sect to open your eyes?"

"Yes!" Jian Ling nodded.

When the sound fell, a wisp of spiritual light that looked like a thin curtain in his hand floated up. Then these spiritual lights condensed into a place and slowly turned into a human form in front of Yan Nuo.

The woman's eyes were bright and bright, her eyebrows were clever and her nose was slightly visible on her cheeks. The faint light reflected from the fluorite in the cave was reflected on the woman's face, making her skin look crystal clear, soft as jade, small and delicate nose, but there was a sharp sword energy in her eyes.

This woman looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, and her clothes are something Yan Nuo has never seen before, but she looks even more heroic and cool with this woman.

Although his body was slightly empty, as if he had seen Qi Che at the time, he was holding a sword that was extremely empty. Then his clothes fluttered, his body was light, and he used a set of sword techniques.

When the dance reached its best, Yan Nuo couldn't help but cheer.

After using sword skills all the way, the woman made a sword-collection pose and turned her eyes to Yan Nuo: "The little woman is ugly!"

"Strong and powerful, magnificent!"

Yan Nuo nodded and said, and his heart was increasingly overlapping this sword technique with the practice practiced by Ye Yunhan.

Then, Yan Nuo's face narrowed and he said solemnly: "Fellow Taoist, here are the monks who ascended from the lower realm. They know very little about the situation in the heaven, but they are quite obsessed with the sword path. I wonder if you can tell me what three sects are divided into in the heaven?"

Hearing Yan Nuo say so, the sword spirit suddenly nodded with great enlightenment: "No wonder you don't know the matter of the division of swords into three sects. It turns out that you are a cultivator who ascended from the lower realm, so it's no wonder!"

Then he looked at Yan Nuo again, and the sword spirit showed a look of surprise: "Someone once said that most of the monks who ascended from the lower realm are talented people. I think you are also a proud figure in the lower realm!"

"Fellow Taoist was joking!"

Yan Nuo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It was just a coincidence that he ascended to the upper realm, and he did not overcome those nineteen small heavenly tribulations!"

Seeing Yan Nuo's expression, what he said was not xu, the sword spirit nodded: "Yes, there are very few cultivators who have ascended from ancient times to the present. It is said that most of them have died under that heavenly tribulation. It is also a blessing for fellow Taoists to escape the heavenly tribulation and ascend to the upper realm!"

While speaking, a roar of wind sounded from outside the cave.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and Yan Nuo waved his sleeves, and the restriction in the cave opened a hole as big as a fist. A messenger talisman flew over from it, and Yan Nuo held it in his hand.

The spiritual sense sinks into it, and Yan Nuo's face can't help but smile.

Then his eyes fell on the sword spirit: "Fellow Daoist, there are still some things to deal with. Please wait in the cave first?"
Chapter completed!