"You mean that everything before was an illusion?"
Ling Chen's face looked a little ugly. If this was really the case, wouldn't he have been fooled in vain?
The voice seemed to hear a hint of gunpowder from Ling Chen's voice, and he immediately explained: "That's wrong. This is a telepathic illusion. It is a space illusion that can detect the things that people care about most deep in their hearts. It's just that I didn't
It surprises me to think that deep down in your heart, the most important people are the three people who are closely related to you."
Only then did Ling Chen become completely sure that he had indeed been tricked!
However, he was very curious about the identity of this voice.
"Hey, senior, even so, don't play so hard. I thought I was already in hell, but I didn't expect that everything was fake."
"Hahaha... Boy, you should be lucky. If you had chosen to sacrifice anyone just now, you would have gained nothing! Your sentient swordsmanship helped you pass the test. Now these two things belong to you. I hope you
You can cherish yourself!"
Ling Chen's heart moved. He glanced at the ancient cowhide scroll and the black long sword on the ground. Then he bent down and took the ancient cowhide scroll in his hand. He glanced at the four big black characters on the far right and his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Nine Styles of Sword God!"
Ling Chen screamed and raised his head with shock on his face and asked, "Senior, is this the mysterious sword technique you wrote on the stone pillar that you will never be able to decipher in your lifetime?"
The voice let out a sigh, "Yes, this is the "Nine Styles of the Sword God". At that time, there were only twenty masters in the Sword God Realm in the Spirit Sword Continent, and I was one of them. Who would have thought that I would not be able to do it for the rest of my life?
Refining the "Nine Styles of the Sword God" was a big blow to me, so I buried it here, just waiting for someone who is destined to be able to decipher it."
Speaking of this, the voice seemed to have thought of something, paused, and said: "It's just that I never expected that after eight hundred years, I would finally meet someone who sets foot here. It's just... you seem to be even a swordsman.
Not enough, there is almost no profound energy flowing in the body, this..."
Ling Chen heard the hidden meaning in the voice, smiled bitterly, sat down on the ground, sorted out his thoughts, and then slowly started to talk about all the experiences he had experienced over the years.
After he finished speaking, his voice let out a long sigh, seeming to sympathize with Ling Chen's miserable experiences.
"As a sword practitioner, being born without a martial spirit is indeed a painful thing. Could it be that...the Nine Styles of the Sword God are really going to be completely buried by the dust of time..."
"I'm sorry, senior. I didn't expect that you had to wait for eight hundred years with a ray of your own soul, only to find a waste of cultivation like me. I let senior down!"
Ling Chen shook his head in frustration, feeling a little sorry for the senior in the cave.
"Since you call me senior and can pass the test of the telepathic illusion, it can be seen that your character is still very good. Although I only have a wisp of residual soul left, my intuition tells me that you seem to have a special kind of
Ability."
Listening to the old man's comforting words, Ling Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly. If he really had some special ability, it would probably be the ability to resist being hit.
During the three years of practicing swordsmanship at Lingwu Academy, he had been beaten countless times. Each time, he was covered in scars, beaten, spat on, and even had his urine sprayed on him.
On yourself!
Every time these humiliating memories come to mind, Ling Chen's heart will burn with endless fighting spirit. He has been reminding himself that he must persevere and trample under his feet all those who once bullied him!
It was precisely because of this belief that he persisted in surviving.
"The realm of the sword god... this is such a distant and sacred realm. Seniors who can cultivate to such a realm will probably die without regrets. But I... although I am young, I am destined to stay in the realm of swordsman for the rest of my life.
, not even a true swordsman!"
In fact, Ling Chen was very shocked. Although he had already thought that the owner of this cave was probably a legendary swordsman master, when he confirmed his conjecture with his own ears, you can imagine the shock in his heart.
And know.
Ling Chen couldn't imagine what kind of state a master swordsman from eight hundred years ago was in, and he didn't dare to think about it.
You must know that there is not even a master in the Sword God realm in the entire Dongling Continent. It is very rare to have a Sword King master!
Looking at the entire Spirit Sword Continent, it is said that only three people have cultivated to the realm of Sword Saints. They can be said to be the most powerful beings in this Spirit Sword Continent!
The Sword God realm has become an illusory legend. For hundreds of years, no one has been able to cultivate to that realm!
"Boy, you are wrong. As the saying goes, the strongest has its own strong hand. As a sword practitioner, the most basic thing is to have an unswerving determination. In this aspect, you have already achieved perfection.
.Although you don’t have a martial spirit, nothing exists absolutely in this world! I think there is always a swordsmanship suitable for you!”
Listening to the old man's encouragement, Ling Chen gave a rare grin. In all these years, no one had ever encouraged him like this except Ruo Ling.
"Thank you, senior. The Nine Styles of the Sword God are of no use to me anymore. I'd better leave it in the cave. Maybe someone will pass by here in a hundred years."
Ling Chen felt that since he couldn't use it, he couldn't occupy this peerless sword technique.
"Faced with the Nine Styles of the Sword God, which can be called an extraterrestrial creature, it's really rare that you can deal with it calmly and remain unmoved! Since acquaintance is fate, you'd better take them away. Maybe it will really help you.
.”
Ling Chen picked up the cowhide ancient scroll and casually glanced at the first move on it. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I took a look at the first move on it. In my eyes, these are just some simple moves.
The sword moves are not much different from the basic sword moves I usually practice, but the changes in sword energy are a bit mysterious and unbelievable."
With that said, Ling Chen put away the ancient cowhide scroll and prepared to stand up.
Suddenly, the old man exclaimed: "Wait a minute!"
Ling Chen was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Senior, is there anything else you want to say?"
"You just said that the first move above only talks about some basic sword moves, and there is nothing magical about it?" The old man asked with excitement in his voice.
Ling Chen opened the ancient cowhide scroll and took a look at it, then nodded affirmatively.
"That's right, the first moves above are some of the simplest and most basic sword techniques, and the meridians running routes mentioned above are also very common, unlike those advanced sword moves that require very powerful profound energy as support.
.”
Ling Chen didn't think much and directly told what he saw, because in his eyes, that's exactly what he saw!
However, Ling Chen's seemingly ordinary words completely shocked the owner of the cave!