Since this magic weapon was chopped by the sword, its spiritual energy has been damaged and cannot be mobilized and used.
Now it's time to take this sword and refine it.
Although Dongfang Zimo could not repair the broken sword edge, he could restore the aura of the blue sword.
This object is a magic weapon used by ancient monks, and its power goes without saying.
With Dongfang Zimo's cultivation level, even if he faced a Golden Core cultivator, with the help of this sword, he would be able to fight.
No matter how weak your cultivation is, you can still rely on the advantages of magical weapons to defeat your opponents.
After more than ten days of refining, the azure sword finally regained its aura, but Dongfang Zimo looked dissatisfied.
"I always feel that this sword is a bit weaker after it regains its spiritual energy than when I first got it." Dongfang Zimo smiled bitterly and stroked the somewhat broken blue sword.
After putting away the long green sword, Dongfang Zimo's heart moved and he took out an ancient book, which was the Secret of Ten Thousand Swords.
"Second Form of the Ten Thousand Sword Art, Sword Shadow..." Dongfang Zimo looked at the book in his hand with fascination, and quickly figured out the function of this sword art.
"You can actually summon an afterimage to fight, it's as mysterious as a clone!" Dongfang Zimo stood up excitedly, happily pondering the sword techniques inside.
"You can't practice unless you are in the late stage of foundation building. There is another secret to the great sword shadow..." After reading the sword technique, Dongfang Zimo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this sword technique had cultivation limits.
But now that he is a late-stage foundation-building monk, he can naturally practice.
But what makes Dongfang Zimo puzzled is what the other mysteries mentioned in the classics refer to.
"Forget it, now is not the time to ponder this. It is not so easy to cultivate the sword shadow to perfection." Dongfang Zimo shook his head, calmed down his mood again, and began to practice the sword shadow.
This set of sword techniques was more difficult to practice than the previous ones. While Dongfang Zimo was distressed, he also looked forward to the power of this sword shadow.
The four seasons passed like phantoms, and there was still no movement in the two caves.
On a sunny day, a golden light as thick as a water tank suddenly came from one of the caves and shot directly into the sky.
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and billowing dark clouds spread all around, forming a huge vortex with golden light as the center.
This strange phenomenon of heaven and earth directly alarmed Dongfang Zimo who was practicing.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Dongfang Zimo flew directly out of the cave and into the air.
"This is... Could it be that senior brother is attacking the golden elixir!" Dongfang Zimo looked at the golden vortex and said to himself with a breath.
You must know that the two of them reached the late stage of foundation building at the same time. I didn't expect that Yang Chen could attack the golden elixir so quickly.
Dongfang Zimo smiled bitterly and explored the four seats.
"Now that senior brother is attacking the golden elixir, he cannot be disturbed by the outside world. He must protect the law for him." Dongfang Zimo thought deeply in his mind and activated the magic weapon to set up a magic circle near the cave. He also hid himself.
Observe the surrounding area with your spiritual consciousness.
The golden vortex in the sky is so dazzling that it can be detected with spiritual consciousness even within a hundred miles.
Fortunately, the location of their cave was very remote. Even if some monks noticed this strange phenomenon, they only showed expressions of surprise and didn't pay much attention to it.
These people naturally know in their hearts that there are fellow Taoists attacking their cultivation nearby. If they step forward to disturb the other party's breakthrough, they may cause trouble for themselves later.
In this way, the strange phenomenon in the sky continued for half an hour without any sign of stopping.
Above a desolate mountain rock, two monks were anxiously moving their magic weapons.
"Brother! Are you sure that the vision was caused by the monks in the late stage of foundation building? Such an amazing vision, why don't I look like it? If it was caused by the Jindan monks, our lives would be in danger."
The man wearing a hat and coarse clothes said uneasily.
"It's just a late-stage monk who is breaking through the golden elixir. How can he hide it from me? This person is entering the impact stage, but it is a good time for a sneak attack. You must know that there are many magic weapons and spiritual stones in the storage bag of a late-stage monk.
." Another man with a knife on his waist and a scar on his face said with a sinister smile.
"Hehe! If the elder brother says this, then the younger brother can rest assured!" The monk wearing a bamboo hat said with a grin.
"Okay! Come over quickly. If that person finishes attacking the golden elixir, it will be detrimental to us." The scarred man's smile faded and he said solemnly.
Dongfang Zimo, who was meditating on a certain rock, suddenly lost his expression and looked in a certain direction with unkind eyes.
"It seems that a few mice have sneaked in." Dongfang Zimo checked with his spiritual consciousness and found that two monks were rushing towards Yang Chen's cave a thousand feet away.
Dongfang Zimo released his flying sword and disappeared.
In the sky above Yang Chen's cave, two monks each controlled their magic weapons and were preparing to destroy the barrier on the cave.
"Who is there!" The scarred man stopped moving his hands and shouted solemnly into the void.
The next moment, a blue long sword split into two and flew out, approaching the two of them.
"No!" the man in the bamboo hat screamed, waving two flying forks to block the flying sword.
"I only warn you once, get out of here immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Dongfang Zimo called back the flying sword and said coldly to the two of them.
"Later stage of foundation building!" When the man with the scar saw that Dongfang Zimo had a late-stage monk, his face became a little ugly.
"What should we do, brother! The other party actually has late-stage monks to help protect the law. It seems that this trip is not good for us!" The man in the bamboo hat said in embarrassment.
"Hmph! With our cultivation level, we are still afraid of him! Kill him, and then kill the people inside. The net worth of two late-stage monks will be hundreds of times better than that of ordinary foundation-building monks!" After hesitating, the scarred man showed a greedy look.
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Then the man suddenly produced a talisman, and a line of light shot out. He waved the blade of his hand, and a powerful sword energy made the surrounding spiritual energy agitate.
Seeing this, the man in the bamboo hat without thinking took out two flying forks, which turned into two pythons.
"court death!"
Dongfang Zimo's voice was stern, and he formed a sword formula with his hand. His body blurred for a while, and a clone actually split out.
Both Dongfang Zimo were holding a long red blade. In an instant, two balls of red flames flew out from the sea of fire with a dragon roar, and the temperature of the air instantly became hot.
Whether it was a python or a sword, they were all destroyed by these two fire dragons.
When the man with the scar saw this, his face was full of fear, and without saying a word, he summoned a flying sword and ran away.
The man in the bamboo hat just moved slightly slowly before he was washed away by the fire dragon and turned into ashes.
"Now that you're here, stay forever!" Dongfang Zimo held out a long blue sword, and with a "swish" sound, a green light shot out. Within a moment, a scream was heard in the distance, and a corpse was heard.
Falling from the air.
Cyan light flew over and turned back into a long sword, which was put away by Dongfang Zimo.