"Song Qingyun's arrogance is most likely influenced by Chongming Sword Spirit."
Sang Luo listened with understanding and turned his eyes to the old man with a white beard not far away. This sword master was indeed very moist.
The Gobi system has always been unreliable, so there's no guarantee that it didn't point her in the wrong direction.
But as soon as these words came to my mind, the system in my mind was dissatisfied and spoke out to defend myself——
[Host, please correct your attitude. This system has detected the plot correctly. In the original work, Chu Yanshu accepted the sword master’s inheritance here.]
The original work is stinky and long. The former tortured Chu Yanshu and the latter tortured Xuanyuan Zong. Each one was worse than the last, and in the end, both of them perished together in the great destruction.
Sang Luo watched mostly the scenes involving Xuanyuan Zong. After he went offline, he glanced at Lin Qinghan's scenes and didn't know much about other details.
So Sang Luo asked the system,
"Then how did he accept the inheritance?"
She doesn't think this old man is the same as Yaochi Immortal.
The powerful righteousness emanating from the bottom of your heart can be truly felt.
Moreover, there will be some resonance between sword cultivators.
And she couldn't feel the old man's sword intent.
The system says,
[In the original work, Chu Yanshu was seriously injured and fell here. When he met the soul of Po Feng Sword Lord, who was about to dissipate, Po Feng wanted to seize his body and be reborn. Instead, Chu Yan Shu took the initiative, devoured his memory, and obtained the inheritance. 】
Sang Luo was silent, looked at Chu Yanshu, and thought to himself, is this considered inheritance?!
This is clearly a counterattack!
Swords are different from other weapons, and many sword techniques can be divided into two types.
Either nourish the sword with blood and enter Shura, and use killing to stop killing.
Or you can nourish your sword with an awe-inspiring spirit in your heart, and be happy and carefree.
As for this PoFeng Sword Lord, Sang Luo couldn't see any obvious blood Shura on him, nor could he see the aura of aura.
【Why is he called the Sword Lord?】
Sangluo asked about the system.
The system answered: [He calls himself.]
Sang Luo:【.】
System: [However, the host should not underestimate him. This person is a sword-raised man with the blood of tens of thousands of newborn babies. He poured out a blood puppet Ten Thousand Infants Shura Sword, and got a glimpse of the meaning of life and death. Later, he was fused with the male protagonist and became a big sword.
Killing move.]
When he heard that the sword was nourished with baby blood, Sang Luo narrowed his eyes and couldn't hold back the curse.
"Unfashionable stuff!"
Watered with baby blood, you still have the nerve to call yourself Shura?!
What an insult to Shura!
The girl's angry voice echoed in the stone chamber, making Chu Yanshu and Song Qingyun stunned at the same time.
Song Qingyun shrank his head,
"Senior sister, why do you scold me more harshly than me?"
It's just that you can't fight three against one, but you won't scold them like that.
Don't break the old man's heart.
Chu Yanshu raised his eyebrows frivolously and looked at Sang Luo. What did she know?
Or, someone just told her something?
It's really interesting.
The Broken Wind Sword Master was also stunned, looking at Sang Luo, his expression changing unpredictably.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the dark room was awkward.
After a moment, he reacted and roared at Sang Luo,
"Ignorant child, what did you say?!"
He suddenly took action and swept towards Sang Luo,
"A person who doesn't know how to respect his master is not worthy of accepting my inheritance!"
As he said this, he was about to sweep Sang Luo out.
He even wanted to throw Chu Yanshu out as well.
The spiritual roots are as messy as a bird's nest, and neither is this body!
This guy is better!
A natural sword bone!
Excellent bones!
Not too smart!
But the next moment, the boy he was attracted to, who was very good-natured and not too smart, suddenly drew his sword, went to catch his Po Feng move, and howled at him,
"Who are you to say that you are not polite? If my senior sister is not polite, there will be no polite person in Cangwu world!"