Compared with the vast kendo that he sensed in front of him, the kendo that he had developed and understood before was just a drop in the ocean.
And the swordsmanship contained in this sword tomb is not just one kind, but is available in all kinds.
Jian Wushuang now senses these kendos very clearly. With a little guidance, he can understand them, thereby greatly improving his understanding of kendos.
"Let's get started."
Jian Wushuang quickly calmed down and began to concentrate on comprehending the vast swordsmanship contained in the sword tomb.
Not only him, Fairy Luo next to him, but also the two true gods of the Emperor Sword Sect who had sword inheritance orders, were also caught in the process of enlightenment.
As for those strong men who have not had the sword inheritance order, they cannot enter the sword tomb at all. They can only sit cross-legged anywhere outside the sword tomb, although they can also sense the vast and majestic swordsmanship contained in the sword tomb.
, but compared with Jian Wushuang and others who have sword inheritance orders, they are far behind.
The effect is probably not even a tenth of what Jian Wushuang and the others can achieve.
But even so, those strong people are still unwilling to miss this opportunity.
Everyone seizes every moment and devotes themselves to enlightenment.
Time passes quietly...
In a flash, thirty years passed.
Each time the Emperor Sword Palace is opened, it lasts for a full thousand years.
Only thirty years have passed, only a short period of time, but Jian Wushuang has opened his eyes again.
"This Imperial Sword Palace is indeed the one that makes many swordsmen practitioners crazy about it. I have only been studying it for thirty years, but my understanding of the swordsmanship has already been greatly improved. In a thousand years, I am afraid that
It's enough to bring my swordsmanship to a whole new level." Jian Wushuang clasped his hands tightly, with joy in his eyes.
Surprise is a surprise, but Jian Wushuang still has a trace of doubt in his heart.
After thirty years of enlightenment, although the abilities displayed by this sword tomb were enough to surprise him, he still felt that this sword tomb was not as simple as it seemed.
This is not only his intuition, but also the conclusion he came to during thirty years of study in this sword tomb.
This sword tomb possesses endless kendo sword intent. Although these kendo sword intent are displayed in an almost perfect way, in Jian Wushuang's view, the Dugu Sword Emperor who founded the Emperor Sword Palace cannot have only this means.
"What other secrets are hidden in this sword tomb?" Jian Wushuang frowned, but his figure slowly stood up.
While others were devoting their whole bodies to the realization of those sword ways and sword intentions, he stood up and walked directly out of his training platform.
In the sword tomb, Jian Wushuang walked casually, his eyes constantly looking around.
Simply looking at it with the naked eye, there is nothing unusual about this sword tomb. The many swords in the sword tomb are all inserted flatly into the earth.
"There's nothing wrong with the sword itself, it should be the sword's intention..." Jian Wushuang murmured.
His consciousness merged into the entire sword tomb again, and he began to feel the countless sword intentions.
Only this time he didn't comprehend it, but studied it carefully.
This kind of research took several years.
"Hmm..." Jian Wushuang's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes suddenly opened, "These sword intentions are a bit weird."
eccentric!
Jian Wushuang did notice something strange.
This weirdness is not the sword intention itself, but the direction in which these sword intentions are sweeping forward.
One after another sword intent shot up into the sky, but Jian Wushuang sensed that these sweeping sword intent seemed to be leaning in one direction.
Yes, it's tilted.
This kind of tilt is like deliberately moving closer. If I use one word to describe it...
"worship!"
"Wanjian worships!!"
Jian Wushuang glared fiercely, and then he carefully sensed the sword intent again.
In his induction, there were tens of thousands of sword intentions rising into the sky, each of which had a vague meaning of worshiping in one direction.
Following the direction of these sword intentions, Jian Wushuang finally came to a small corner at the edge of the sword tomb. Here, there was a broad and thick heavy sword, and most importantly, this heavy sword was broken from it.
.
A broken sword!
The surface of this broken sword was still stained with rust, and it felt like scrap metal.
However, in Jian Wushuang's senses, the entire sword mound was densely packed with thousands of long swords, all of which were faintly worshiping this broken sword.
And in the entire sword tomb, only this broken sword did not emit any sword intent from beginning to end.
"It seems that this broken sword is the real core of this sword tomb." Jian Wushuang pondered.
This broken sword is not in the center of the sword tomb, but in the most inconspicuous corner at the edge. No aura of sword intent is emitted, and this broken sword seems to block the detection of soul power. Even if it is
Covered by the power of the soul, the existence of this broken sword cannot be sensed at all.
If Jian Wushuang hadn't discovered by chance that the many swords had a vague intention of worship, he would have been hard-pressed to discover the existence of this broken sword.
"I wonder what mysteries are about this broken sword?"
Jian Wushuang was confused in his heart, but remained calm on the outside. He quickly returned to his training platform, closed his eyes again and began to comprehend.
As for Fairy Luo and others next to him, they were all concentrating on meditating, and no one paid attention to him at all.
But Jian Wushuang's next enlightenment was completely centered on the broken sword.
His consciousness also followed the guidance of those sword intentions and completely solidified on the broken sword.
At this moment, the rusty, ordinary broken sword underwent earth-shaking changes in Jian Wushuang's consciousness.
All traces of rust have disappeared.
It originally looked like a broad and heavy sword, but within Jian Wushuang's perception, it had turned into a four-foot-long sword, glowing with rich golden light. There were also dragon-shaped secret patterns on the surface of the sword. Those dragon-shaped secret patterns
It squirms slowly, as if there is a real dragon sealed in this long sword.
In addition, the most important thing is that there is a brand new sword intent rising from this golden sword.
This sword intent is supreme!
Like the emperor's sword, he rules the world!
And just like the master of heaven and earth, the sword will of the world, respect it!
In this sword tomb, this sword intention is like a real emperor, and the densely packed tens of thousands of sword intentions around it are like ministers, worshiping and surrendering one after another.
It is the emperor in the sword!
When Jian Wushuang felt the sword intent, his heart trembled violently, and at the same time, a picture appeared in his mind out of thin air.
In the picture, a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon imperial robe and a golden dragon crown holds this golden sword in his hand. The emperor's aura sweeps through him, and then he slashes out with the sword.