Chapter 11 The Inheritance of Sword Ancestors and Wu Jianya
That night, Moque couldn't sleep and couldn't calm down for a long time.
The voice in his mind was full of mystery. He didn't know where the other person came from, what his identity was, and why he existed in his mind.
However, this person is mysterious and unusual, and I have no intention of explaining it to him.
But one thing is certain, that is, this person has extremely broad knowledge and is familiar with the body-refining method that has been in decline for many years.
This voice had given guidance before when Mo Que was refining his body.
"Can sword energy refine bones into a sword body?" Mo Que lay on the bed, thinking about what the voice said.
His bones can absorb sword energy, and it is indeed because he has entered the path of body refining.
And even if it is a method of body refining, there are differences in what kind of treasure body can be cultivated in the end. If he uses sword energy to refine his bones, then he will cultivate a sword body.
If the sword body is completed, he will be able to display strength far superior to ordinary people in the sword.
The reason why the sword was left on the top of the sword test monument before was because his bones contained sword energy and could resonate with the sword in his hand, not because he was stronger than Ye Chenxue.
"Since I have to cultivate the sword body, it seems that it is necessary for me to practice the sword." Mo Que's mind became clearer about the direction of his cultivation.
In the next few days, Mo Que stayed in the medicine building.
Yao Lao had an eccentric temperament and was taciturn. Apart from asking Mo Que to take out some medicinal materials to dry in the sun and then take them back and tidy them up, he hardly spoke to Mo Que.
Occasionally, disciples from the 36th floor would come to the medicine building to receive elixirs or buy them. Mo Que usually helped Yao Lao receive them.
Several days passed in this way, and on this day, a piece of news came, which caused constant discussion in the Jianlou.
"Ye Chenxue, the goddess of the Ye family, obtained the inheritance of Yue Que Sword Ancestor at the Sword Tomb?"
When the news came out, the thirty-sixth floor was shaken.
In the sword tomb, there are thousands of swords buried there, all left by the predecessors of the sword tower. Each sword is a powerful inheritance of swordsmanship.
Ye Chenxue, the goddess of the Ye family, possesses the Moon Spirit Holy Body and has unlimited talents.
Since Mo Que did not leave her name on the sword monument, she still entered the sword tower with the name of number one. She was valued by the owner of the first tower and was accepted as a disciple. She attracted much attention in the sword tower.
After the owner of the first floor took Ye Chenxue away, he took her to the Sword Tomb to find a sword inheritance suitable for her practice.
Ye Chenxue stayed in the Sword Tomb for three days. On this day, an ancient long sword in the Sword Tomb revived, revealing the soaring sword energy, causing all the swords in the sword tower to sing in unison, as if they were worshiping.
This incident woke up many Jianlou elders who had been in seclusion for many years.
Ye Chenxue's inheritance was left by one of the seven great sword ancestors who founded the Sword Tower, and was known as the Yue Que Sword Ancestor.
After that, she immediately went into seclusion to understand the inheritance of the sword. Many elders in the sword tower personally protected her, and they already regarded her as the future master of the sword tower!
All in all, Ye Chenxue is now the most dazzling genius in Jianlou.
She not only possesses the Holy Body of the Moon Spirit, but also has the inheritance of the Yue Que Sword Ancestor. The dazzling light on her body makes all geniuses eclipse in front of her.
"Sword Tomb?" After hearing this, Mo Que was secretly moved.
It sounds like among the thousands of swords buried in the Sword Tomb, they all contain sword energy, and they were all left by the powerful predecessors of the Sword Tower.
If he can go to the Sword Tomb and use those sword energies to refine his bones, he will definitely be able to grow quickly.
"The Sword Tomb is of extraordinary significance in the Sword Tower. Only the disciples of the masters of each of the thirty-sixth floors are eligible to enter and receive the inheritance from their predecessors."
When Mo Que found Yao Lao and asked him if he could go to the Sword Tomb, Yao Lao said expressionlessly: "If ordinary disciples want to practice swordsmanship, they can only go to Wu Jian Cliff!"
Mo Que then came to Wujian Cliff and saw a cliff.
In the past, many senior swordsmen practiced swords here and left countless sword marks on the cliff. Ordinary disciples can only understand the sword intentions left by their ancestors by looking at the sword marks on the cliff.
At this time, many Jianlou disciples were sitting in front of the Sword Enlightenment Cliff, trying hard to understand the swordsmanship on the cliff.
"Are you the disciple of the medicine house?"
A cold voice came from among Wu Jian's disciples.
Mo Que looked at the person who spoke, but it was a young man he had never seen before. He was surprised that someone in the sword tower actually knew him?
"You have no vitality at all. You are indeed a cripple. I heard that when you climbed the mountain that day, you were scarred and almost lost your life?" This young man was in his early twenties and had a cold face. His voice also attracted the attention of many people around him.
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When people saw that Mo Que was weak and that he almost died while climbing the mountain, they all showed contempt.
"The people who master the sword here are all the elite disciples on the thirty-sixth floor. You, a useless person with no vitality and a disciple of the Medicine House, also want to master the sword here?"
The young man's name was Zhao Yuan. With a sneer on his face, he continued to speak, "You can learn the sword here if you want. Kneel down and kowtow three times to me, and I will let you learn the sword here!"
"When did Wu Jian Cliff become your private property?" Mo Que took a step forward and said with a tough attitude: "Besides, I am such a useless person, and you seem to know my affairs very well?"
He had only been in the sword tower for a few days, and he had no vitality in him. He was ordinary and ordinary, but this person knew him so well, and it was obvious that he was here for him.
"If you don't kneel down, get out of here immediately. There is no place for you, a disciple of the Medicine House, here!" Zhao Yuan sneered, his vitality leaked out from his fingertips, and he condensed it into a sword, which could be used to kill.
"Whoosh!"
Mo Que also extended his fingers. The two finger bones were tempered by the sword energy and were no weaker than a real sharp sword. With a flick of two fingers, Zhao Yuan's vitality was dispersed invisible.
"You and I have never met before. Who instructed you to target me like this?" Mo Que believed that there was someone behind this person. After all, he had never had any grudge against this person.
"You don't deserve to know!" Zhao Yuan was surprised at Mo Que's strength, and even more angry that this useless man could calmly resolve his attacks.
"Whoosh!"
The long sword was unsheathed, and Zhao Yuan's sword tip revealed a sharp sword energy. With murderous intent in his eyes, he struck again.
If he can't even teach such a loser a lesson, what face will he have in the future?
"call out!"
Mo Que still used only two fingers to clamp the sword body with lightning speed.
Zhao Yuan felt intense humiliation in his chest, and was furious inside, frantically stimulating the vitality in his body.
However, he tried his best, but the sword in Mo Que's hand did not move at all.
His sword was like being pressed down by a big mountain, making it impossible for him to thrust forward, pull it out, or move an inch.
"Ding!"
There was a clear sound, and the sword in Zhao Yuan's hand could finally move, but only half of it was left.
Mo Que used two fingers to break the sword in his hand!
"Whoosh!"
A cold light appeared in front of his eyes, and Zhao Yuan squatted down in shock. The cold light passed over his head and disappeared into a piece of bluestone behind him.
Zhao Yuan, who was still in shock, looked back and saw that it was a half-severed sword that had been broken off from his sword!