Seeing everyone around him becoming inexplicably obsessed with stones, Li Yiru looked left and right with a confused look on his face, not understanding what was going on.
She followed suit and tried to pick up a few stones and studied them over and over for a long time. Her observations were very meticulous.
However, a stone is a stone, no matter how you look at it, it will not turn into gold.
In her opinion, the cracks and bumps on the surface of the gravel were nothing special, no different from ordinary rocks.
Is it because my cultivation qualifications are too poor?
Thinking like this, she was not too disappointed, but decisively put down the stone and turned towards the collapsed Kunwu Sword Palace.
Despite her soft and frail appearance, she actually possesses dozens of magical powers of mythical beasts in her body, and her physical strength is also very amazing. She can easily demolish the ruins blocking the wall in front of her with a wave of her hand.
Not long after, the figures of Chu Tie and Qin Zixiao appeared in sight.
The scene in front of him made Li Yiru instantly petrified.
Just because the fat man and the corpse king actually stood there blankly, each holding a piece of gravel in their hands, studying it with great interest and unable to put it down, as if they had obtained some unparalleled secret book.
Even they...
Li Yiru covered her forehead with her hands and was speechless. She actually felt a vague sense of loneliness being excluded from the whole world.
She sighed softly, looked up at the sky, and refocused her eyes on the white figure that haunted her. She did not notice that Qin Zixiao's state was different from the others.
Without Chu Tie's restraint, the purple-gold aura that filled his body continued to condense into one sharp sword after another with cool shapes.
However, whenever the number of swords exceeds forty-nine, they will move closer to each other and merge into one.
Not only is the color of this combined sword more vivid, but the aura it exudes is also far greater than before. Its terrifying sharpness makes people unconsciously shiver down their spines and tremble in their hearts.
If that's all it is, it's not really that weird.
Compared to Zhong Wen's Tianque Emperor Sword, the combination of the forty-nine swords is undoubtedly the Yinghuo to the Sun and the Moon, and there is no comparison at all.
However, when this sword was born, the purple-gold mist lingering around Qin Zixiao did not stop. It soon surged again and condensed into long swords one after another.
Each long sword actually exudes the same powerful aura as the combined sword.
And when the number of these new swords reached forty-nine, they began to approach each other again, merged with each other, and soon turned into a single long sword.
That's it
So quietly suspended in the air, the blade slowly rotated along the axis, exuding a terrifying sharpness that was many times more domineering than the first combined sword.
What followed was the second, third, and fourth swords condensed from the purple-gold aura, each of which was as powerful as the one after the second fusion.
And once this batch of swords reaches forty-nine, they will merge again, evolve, and become more powerful.
In this way, the sword he condensed became stronger and stronger, as if there was no upper limit.
"Master, where did these stones come from?"
Lin Xiaodie flashed and suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff. She reached out to pick up a piece of gravel, turned to look at Lin Zhiyun and said, "Why do everyone suddenly become stunned when they see it?"
"I am not sure as well."
Lin Zhiyun's graceful figure and immortal figure landed lightly beside her. She also picked up a piece of gravel, looked at it carefully for a moment, shook her head and said, "It's better to just ask it."
"Ask it?" Lin Xiaodie was stunned.
"tell me."
Unexpectedly, Lin Zhiyun suddenly looked down at the stone in her hand, her eyes flashed, and she whispered softly, "What are you?"
Her voice was round and delicate, like a gentle wife pouring her heart out to her husband.
No one would have guessed that she was talking to a stone just by listening to the voice.
As she spoke, a faint golden lotus appeared faintly behind her, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, releasing an unfathomable and mysterious aura.
What's even more ridiculous is that this stone actually responded to Lin Zhiyun's question.
I saw several lines on the cross section of the stone and the surface suddenly sparkled, connected together, and soon formed a rather strange pattern.
Just as these lines dimmed, the other lines around the stone suddenly became brighter. They were actually combined in a completely different way, forming a completely different pattern.
From then on, these lines and bumps continued to connect with each other in secret, and they continued to draw new patterns. For a long time, they did not repeat the same pattern. It was considered that the arrangement and combination were completely understood.
"Such a small piece of gravel actually contains hundreds of secrets of the sword."
Lin Zhiyun stared at the shining stone in her palm, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
He sighed sincerely, "It's really unimaginable how the complete sword wall exists."
"kendo?"
When Lin Xiaodie heard that the stone contained swordsmanship, she immediately lost interest and threw it on the ground, "What's the use of that?"
"I may be of no use to you."
Lin Zhiyun knelt down and gently placed the stone on the ground, "But in the eyes of a real swordsman, the value of this stone is probably inestimable."
"Master, those two guys are in a daze."
Lin Xiaodie glanced at Passepartout and Wang Twelve, who were studying the rocks, and a fierce look flashed in her eyes, "How about taking this opportunity to send them back to the west?"
"There's no need to rush."
Lin Zhiyun sighed, shook her head with a wry smile, and said, "The previous conflict with Jian Gong was just because Qiqi was thought to have been killed. Since she is still alive and well, there is no possibility that the two sides will turn the conflict into friendship, so why bother to do anything about it?
Absolutely?"
"Turn hostility into friendship?"
Lin Xiaodie subconsciously raised her head and glanced at the sky, "Then he has to be willing."
The man the girl mentioned was naturally Zhong Wen, who was having a fierce struggle with the Lord of Swords.
The moment he noticed Liu Qiqi's trace, most of the irritability and anxiety in his heart immediately dissipated. His hatred for Jian Palace no longer existed, and he even had a faint intention to stop fighting.
After all, the Lord of Swords is the most difficult opponent he has encountered since entering the Chaos Realm. Although the opponent cannot kill him, it is not an easy task for Zhong Wen to defeat him.
If you have no grievances, why would you take the initiative to provoke such a powerful enemy?
Thinking like this, he deliberately slowed down his pace, and unconsciously retained some strength in the sword light he slashed out, actually actively sending a ceasefire signal.
"puff!"
Unexpectedly, when he released the water, Yuchi Chungou had no intention of getting off the slope. Instead, he took the opportunity to slash out an invisible spirit sword, easily cutting off half of Zhong Wen's body, and blood spurted out.
His clothes quickly dyed red.
Just when Zhong Wen's arms and shoulders were growing again, the Lord of Swords suddenly stopped his offensive, moved his feet slightly, and "suddenly" appeared on the cliff in the distance. He closed his eyes, stretched his arms, and his consciousness was fierce.
Sweeping away the rubble of the sword wall scattered everywhere.
"I see……"
After sensing it for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he murmured to himself, "Broken and then stood up, not dead but alive. It turns out that this is the secret hidden inside the sword wall!"
Chance!
Seeing him hanging in the air in a daze, Zhong Wen laughed ferociously and appeared behind Yuchi Chungou at lightning speed. His right hand slowly opened, and a small golden lotus was brewing in the dark and growing quietly.
Zhong Wen, who was about to shove the lotus flower into the opponent's face, suddenly froze. His eyes fell on a certain piece of gravel on the ground intentionally or unintentionally. A look of obsession suddenly appeared on his face, and he was unwilling to move away anymore.
sight.
The lotus flower in the palm of my hand turned into little golden lights, which soon dispersed between heaven and earth.
This is……
The secret of swordsmanship?
Looking at the mysterious patterns on the surface of the stone, Zhong Wen's mind went blank, and the terrifying computing power of the True Spirit Dao Body started to operate spontaneously and uncontrollably.
One kind...two kinds...three kinds...
One hundred and sixty-seven species...
Two hundred and eighty kinds...
Three hundred and seventy-seven...
Three hundred and eighty kinds...
In just one thousandth of a breath, he actually read 380 sword techniques from this inconspicuous little stone, each of which was mysterious, profound, and unparalleled in dominance, which was breathtaking.
After squeezing the stone dry, Zhong Wen's consciousness immediately landed on another larger stone, and his brain was running rapidly, like a sponge, frantically grabbing the supreme swordsmanship contained in the gravel.
The third one... the fourth one... the fifth one...
He is like a machine made of iron, operating continuously, frantically absorbing the secrets of the sword from one piece of gravel after another.
In just a few dozen breaths, he had comprehended nearly half of the hundreds or thousands of broken stones on the sword wall.
Whether he was a swordsman or not, it seemed that he could not affect the speed of his understanding of the stone wall at all.
As the number of enlightenment stones increases, Zhong Wen's aura becomes more profound and unpredictable.
"about there."
Unexpectedly, just when he was studying in full swing, Yuchi Chungou suddenly opened his eyes, shook his right arm, and said something incomprehensible.
Without any movement, he actually landed behind Li Yiru so lightly.
not good!
Zhong Wen's expression changed, and he secretly thought something was wrong. He also said that the other party wanted to take Li Yiru as a hostage to threaten him into submission.
However, Yuchi Chungou just stood quietly behind Li Yiru, neither provoking nor making a sneak attack. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth and showed a warm smile.