The Nine Styles of the Sword God are infinitely mysterious, and I have spent my whole life unable to comprehend them. I didn't expect Ling Chen to be able to reveal the secrets at a glance.
In fact, it's no wonder, after all, who would have thought that only those who were born without martial souls could practice the Nine Styles of the Sword God.
Those without martial souls will never be able to practice.
This deep-rooted view has long been taken for granted by everyone, but the emergence of the Nine Styles of Sword God has completely subverted the "iron law" of cultivation.
"Although you are now able to comprehend the nine moves of the Sword God, your own cultivation level is too low, so it is not suitable to practice the following eight moves to avoid damaging your true energy and becoming a demon!"
The old man finally gave Ling Chen a timely reminder that the Nine Styles of the Sword God were absolutely extraordinary. Although Ling Chen was unparalleled in talent, his foundation was too weak. Once he grasped it improperly, he would most likely become possessed.
"Master is right. I also discovered this phenomenon when I was practicing. When I was directing the profound energy in my Dantian to flow through my meridians, I always felt a slight blockage in the profound energy in my body. I think
This should be related to my low cultivation level."
Ling Chen knew this very well in his heart. He had already decided that after returning to Lingwu Academy, he must study the art of alchemy and find a way to make his body stronger first. After all, his current body is too weak.
Glancing at the long black sword on the ground, Ling Chen stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the next moment he was surprised to find that the long black sword, which seemed to be only six feet long, could not be picked up.
"Huh? How could this happen?"
Ling Chen was a little confused. This long sword was exactly the same as the one he saw in the Tongxin Illusion before. Why couldn't he hold it now?
In desperation, Ling Chen had no choice but to use both hands to pick it up, but even though he used all his strength, he could not pick it up.
The old man laughed and said, "Boy, when you were in the telepathic illusion before, everything was actually nothingness and had no weight, so you could pick up that long sword."
Ling Chen was slightly stunned and then nodded and said, "That's it! This sword doesn't look big, but why is it so heavy?"
"This sword is the sword that I have carried throughout my life, and is named the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Sword. This sword is refined from extraterrestrial meteorite iron. Its density and toughness have exceeded that of ordinary heaven-level swords.
According to the classification of sword grades on the Spirit Sword Continent, this sword has long been considered a heaven-grade artifact!"
"Heavenly artifact!"
Ling Chen was stunned for a moment, unable to believe his ears.
Heavenly artifact, how is this possible?
Heaven-level artifacts, like Heaven-level skills, are almost impossible to find on the Spirit Sword Continent. Some of the legendary Heaven-level artifacts can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and some can fuse with the body of the swordsman, and they can be summoned!
In the Spirit Sword Continent, swords and other weapons are uniformly divided, and they are all divided according to the levels of Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth.
From low to high, they are: Huang-level mortal weapons, Xuan-level spiritual weapons, Earth-level sacred weapons, and Heaven-level divine weapons. Each level is divided into lower, middle and upper levels.
The division of Kung Fu is also divided according to the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, from low to high: Huang-level Kung Fu, Xuan-level Kung Fu, Earth-level Kung Fu and Heaven-level Kung Fu. Each level is divided into primary, intermediate and
Advanced three levels.
Whether it is a heaven-level artifact or a heaven-level artifact, it is extremely rare in the Spirit Sword Continent. Only the top characters on the Spirit Sword Continent have heaven-level artifacts and heaven-level artifacts.
But Ling Chen is only a swordsman-level warrior, but he also possesses the "Nine Styles of the Sword God" that has surpassed the heaven-level skills and the heaven-level artifact Sword of Heaven-Suppressing God. This kind of pie-in-the-sky thing makes Ling Chen
There is an unbelievable feeling.
Taking advantage of Ling Chen's daze, the old man told Ling Chen other information about the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Sword.
"In terms of grade, this Heaven-Suppressing Divine Sword can only be regarded as a lower-grade Heaven-grade artifact. Because the sword spirit has not yet been condensed into the sword body, it can only be regarded as the lowest-grade artifact among Heaven-grade artifacts. Back then, I only had
The third level sword god passed away before the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Sword could condense the sword spirit. However, there is already a certain consciousness in the sword body, but it has not yet been formed."
"There are three levels of heaven-level artifacts. The lower-level artifacts are as sharp as iron and can go up to the sky and the earth, but they have no consciousness of their own, so they cannot be separated from the sword user. The medium-level artifacts already possess the sword spirit.
The sword spirit can communicate with the swordsman's mind. With a thought, the divine sword can disappear without a trace. If necessary, it can appear at any time."
Having said this, the old man paused for a moment, and then said: "As for the superior artifact, I have never seen it, but there are legends that the sword spirit, the superior artifact of the heaven level, has its own emotions and spiritual consciousness, reaching the ultimate point.
The divine weapon can be transformed into a human being! The sword's heart is connected with that of the divine sword, and it can kill enemies thousands of miles away. It is extremely powerful!"
Listening to the old man's narration, Ling Chen had already begun to imagine various colorful scenes of these heaven-level artifacts in his mind.
"but……"
Suddenly, the old man changed his topic and said in a solemn voice: "The magic sword relies entirely on the swordsman's own essence, temperature and yang. He must wear the sword regularly. When practicing, the sword and the human are one body. Over time, the sword can be condensed into the sword body.
Spirit, and when the swordsman's own cultivation is extremely strong, his spirit can accelerate the formation of the sword spirit and connect with the swordsman's mind. Therefore, although this heaven-suppressing divine sword has not formed a sword spirit, it already has a certain consciousness.
, given time, we will be able to condense a powerful sword spirit!"
Ling Chen nodded excitedly, thinking that he wouldn't be able to use it now. With his own cultivation, he couldn't even pick up the divine sword, let alone possess it.
"Master, my disciple has something unclear. Your remnant soul has been preserved for eight hundred years. Why did it suddenly disappear? This means that my disciple will never see you again in the future."
Although he only got along with the old man for less than two days, in Ling Chen's heart, the old man was like his reborn parent.
In front of him, Ling Chen's unyielding heart and dream of being strong would always burn with blazing flames, making his heart unable to calm down for a long time.
The old man seemed not to have expected that Ling Chen would ask him this question. He sighed and said, "With my level of cultivation, it is very rare to be able to preserve the remnant soul to this day. Once the remnant soul wakes up, it will dissipate soon. If not,
The spiritual energy in this cave is so strong, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on for a few more days.”
"Isn't there any other way?"
Ling Chen was a little unwilling, he didn't want his new master to leave him like this.
"Good disciple, Master knows that you can't let me go, but there's nothing you can do about it. If you have to stay, there's nothing you can do about it, but..."
Ling Chen's eyes lit up and he asked urgently: "Just what? Is there really any other way?"
"Yes, there is indeed a way to keep my soul, but that thing... is impossible to encounter!"
Having said this, the old man sighed, as if he had no hope at all for this method.