Wu Bo led Zhu Mangzi toward the mountain on the left. Neither of them spoke, with angry expressions on their faces.
This is the first time in so many years that I have encountered hard problems.
"I have to say that this mountain is even higher." Wu Bo sighed.
Zhu Mangzi was also dissatisfied, but the opponent was much stronger than him. At this time, he wanted to curse, but he couldn't.
He was not someone who couldn't afford to lose. He knew that he was not as good as others and could not help Brother Wu, so he lowered his head in guilt.
Wu Bo smiled and said, "Mangzi, don't worry." Then he suddenly turned around, put his hands on Zhu Mangzi's shoulders, and said, "After this time, we have to change."
"Of course you have to change your arrogant and domineering temper. Stop being so self-righteous." Recalling what he did in the past, Wu Bo was a little scared. If he continued like this, he might encounter a tough problem again one day and die at the hands of others.
It's going to be bad.
Zhu Mangzi was not as complicated as Wu Bo, but nodded and said: "Brother Wu, whatever you say, I will do it. I will listen to you."
Wu Bo nodded and said: "Then let's look for it and see if there is a suitable sword?"
This mountain is full of swords, and every sword is a spiritual sword of good quality.
I originally thought about pulling out a few more handles, but I didn't expect that after pulling out one handle, I couldn't pull it out no matter how hard I tried to pull it out.
Zhu Mangzi said in surprise: "Brother, this..."
Wu Bo also discovered this problem. Fortunately, he had not drawn his sword yet, but fixed his eyes on the sword Zhu Mangzi pulled out. He saw that there was red light flowing on the sword, and it was a fire-attributed spirit.
The sword is also suitable for Zhu Mangzi.
"Each person can only pull out one sword. In this case, you have to choose carefully." Wu Bo is a Jinlinggen monk, so naturally he has to choose a metallic spirit sword. There is always a sword suitable for him.
of.
He was wandering among the swords and faintly heard a voice calling: "Come, come, come."
"Did you hear that?" Wu Bo asked.
Zhu Mangzi shook his head: "No."
Wu Bo was curious as to why only he could hear this sound.
"Come on, come on."
Hearing the sound, he walked away and walked to a sword. He saw that this sword was different from other swords. The sword was completely silver-white. The sword was at least two meters long and no less than thirty centimeters wide. It was a broad sword.
"There seems to be a sword spirit in this sword? Is this sword spirit calling him?" Wu Bo wondered in his heart.
His hand grasped the hilt of the sword. Because the sword was too huge, Wu Bo couldn't help but jump up and wanted to use the power of flying to pull out the giant sword. However, he didn't expect that when he exerted force, a burst of energy came from the sword.
It shot out and directly entered his sea of consciousness.
Wu Bo was shocked, and quickly let go of the hilt of the sword, flipped his body back in the air, and then landed on the ground.
At this time, only a voice appeared: "Destined person, my name is Cancer, and I am the sword spirit of this sword. I can feel a certain frequency of energy in you, so I can communicate with you."
When choosing a spirit sword master, one must always choose a monk who has empathy with oneself. This so-called empathy means being able to sense what the other person is thinking.
To perceive what the other person is thinking is to have a certain intersection with the frequency of the other person's brainwave energy.
This is what people call being on a channel.
This Cancer Sword is able to be on the same channel as Wu Bo, thus establishing communication with him.
The establishment of empathy like this is also the key for monks to achieve the unity of man and sword.
Although Wu Bo didn't quite understand the meaning of the Cancer Sword, he had some understanding. From the monk's point of view, he was the one destined for it.
Wu Bo said: "Are you a sword spirit?"
"Yes!" Cancer Sword Spirit said.
"You want me to choose you?" Wu Bo said.
With a sigh, the Cancer Sword Spirit said: "I also hope you can choose me, but I want you not to choose me. I also want you to tell everyone, don't draw the sword, don't draw the sword, don't draw the sword, especially
It’s the one at the top of the mountain!”
Wu Bo frowned when he heard this: "Why?"
Sighing again, the sword spirit said: "Do you know why there are so many swords inserted here?"
Wu Bo shook his head: "I don't know."
"During the war in ancient times, the owner of Huoling Mountain sacrificed his soul and used Huoling Mountain to suppress an ancient evil god. However, he did not expect that this ancient evil god was too powerful. It didn't take long for the seal of Huoling Mountain to begin.
Loose.”
"If the seal is not strengthened, I am afraid that this evil god will break out of the ground and see the light of day again. Fortunately, at this time, a great sword monk came and used the secret method of Wanjian Guizong to annihilate the Wanjian Sword Spirit and re-stabilize the seal.
, this makes this evil god stay at the foot of the mountain forever."
Hearing this, Wu Bo was shocked. It turned out that there was such a story in Huoling Mountain, and asked: "Has the evil god died after being sealed for so long?"
"No, the evil god is immortal and there is no other way but to suppress him. Although he has been suppressed for so many years, his strength has been almost dissipated, but if he is released, he will rise again soon," Sword Spirit said.
Wu Bo suddenly remembered the old man in black robe standing at the foot of the mountain and said, "Could it be that the old man in black robe at the foot of the mountain is..."
Before he could finish speaking, Sword Spirit said: "That is the phantom of the evil god, used to confuse you."
After hearing this, Wu Bo finally understood. It turned out that the old man in black robe asked people to draw the sword on the mountain in order to lift the seal!
But we can't let him succeed, Wu Bo thought to himself, bowed to the Cancer Sword, and then said to Zhu Mangzi: "Put the sword back quickly."
At this time, the Cancer Sword Spirit said: "The true meaning of the great sword on the sword that has been drawn has dissipated and is useless. Just pull it out."
Wu Bo was stunned when he heard this, "The true meaning of the big sword?"
The sword spirit said: "You should feel the sword intent coming from my body." At this time, a sword intent spread out from the sword, and Wu Bo felt that the whole world seemed to become extremely wide and huge. He was so small in this world.
Just like grains of sand.
Is this the true meaning of the sword? Wu Bo felt the sword's intention and felt that he had no power to fight back in front of it.
Wu Bo still had another question: "But why can one person pull out a sword?"
The sword spirit sighed: "Back then, the great sword monk used his supreme supernatural power to bring tens of thousands of swords from the three thousand worlds. He once promised these swords that if someone comes here in the future, the spirit sword can choose its owner and leave.
If you don't meet the right person, the spirit sword can be taken away by someone else."
Having said this, the sword spirit sighed again: "These swords have been gathering dust here for who knows how many years. They must all be longing for the outside world. If they can leave, they must want to leave."
Maybe he felt that he was going off topic, so Lingjian said: "The Great Sword Cultivator was afraid that people would be too greedy, so he set up a formation and only allowed one person to use one sword."
"But what the Great Sword Cultivator didn't expect was that so many people would come here and pick up swords. I'm afraid... this seal..."
Having said this, the Cancer Sword Spirit said in a somewhat impatient tone: "There are too many people, you must stop them, otherwise the evil god will be born and all life will be ruined again."