"The Lingyun Yinsha sword talisman is an attack sword talisman refined by the strong men in the Yunjianmen Sword Gang realm, and a Yunsha Sword Gang is sealed in it."
Su Zisong walked over and asked Mo, who was studying the black jade sword talisman.
Mo Wen nodded slightly and put the sword talisman into his sword pouch: "Has the elixir been sorted out?"
"Well, all the elixirs have been picked and put into boxes, and they are all in this sword pouch." Su Zisong handed over several sword pouches.
At that time, they didn't think about falling out. The sword pouches they got from Yan Yangtian and others naturally contained many jade boxes, which were inconvenient to take out. Now they naturally no longer have any scruples and swept away the remaining elixirs in the medicine garden.
And empty.
Mo Wen took a few sword pouches and glanced at her, then suddenly raised his hand, a flash of light flashed, and a dozen spiritual swords with powerful aura were neatly inserted on the ground: "These spiritual swords are useless to me, you take them
Walk."
Su Zisong's pupils shrank and he looked at Mo Wen in shock. He didn't know whether the man in front of him was really generous or crazy. These were all first-order spirit swords! For a sect of spirit sword masters, spirit swords are the most important foundation.
.Generally, only the inner disciples of the Sword Sect can bestow the next level of spiritual swords. They all have the possibility to condense the sword veins and are the backbone of a sect. However, the ordinary outer sect disciples are all gifted with spiritual swords that are not of the highest level.
Swords, at best, are of the highest quality. In a sense, these disciples are just sword-raising tools in the sect. They may not be able to condense the sword veins in their lifetime, but if many people nurture a sword for a long time, the spiritual sword may also break through the level.
After being promoted to the first level, of course, these spiritual swords will eventually be given to inner disciples with outstanding talents.
Their Ice Moon Palace was established not long ago, and they did not have time to raise so many spiritual swords. Some of the spiritual swords they used were collected by their palace owners from various channels, and some of them could only rely on their own talents to raise swords.
Spirit, let the spirit sword progress together with your own cultivation.
Although the attributes of these spiritual swords may not necessarily match the sword techniques they practice, they are the direct disciples of the Lord of the Ice Moon Palace. Naturally, they practice the secret art of suppressing the palace. It is naturally impossible for a sect to let all its disciples practice such sword techniques.
Otherwise, would it still be called a palace-suppressing secret skill? Therefore, each sect contains sword techniques with different attributes for non-core disciples to practice. Therefore, these first-level spiritual swords are even more important to the development of Ice Moon Palace than the harvest of elixirs.
"Give these to us?" Su Zisong's voice trembled.
Mo Wen nodded, his posture seemed a little impatient, as if the dozens of first-order spiritual swords in front of him were a pile of scrap metal.
The only surviving late-stage swordsman spirit sword master stood aside with his eyelids twitching. With so many spirit swords, how many people will be killed and how many goods will be gained?
After receiving Mo Wen's confirmed reply, Su Zisong and several junior sisters happily put away the spirit sword.
Naturally, Mo Wen did not give away all the spirit swords. Although he could not use these spirit swords infused with the souls of monsters, they might have some effect, so he gave away two first-order super spirit swords and four first-order spirit swords.
The high-grade spiritual swords on the stairs remained behind.
"Senior Brother Wen, the matter here has been dealt with, and we should continue on our way. But, what should we do with this person?" Su Zisong asked for instructions, looking at the late-stage sword vein spiritual sword master with a rather unkind expression.
The spirit sword master was startled and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, everyone, I swear in the name of the Sword Ancestor that everything that happened here today will be kept strictly confidential. If there is any violation, I will let you pierce your heart with ten thousand swords!"
In the Sword Continent, taking the name of the Sword Ancestor can be said to be the heaviest oath. No spirit sword master can violate it in the slightest. Even evil spirit sword masters who are full of evil do not dare to speak against the Sword Ancestor casually.
As soon as the spirit sword master swore, Su Zisong's expression really relaxed. In fact, the safest thing is to silence this person. If what happened in the Medicine Valley today is revealed, they, Ice Moon Palace, will fight to the death with Yunjian Sect. I'm afraid
It will also give some people with evil intentions an excuse to attack the Ice Moon Palace. But after all, they are not ruthless and cold-blooded people. The ability of this spirit sword master to issue the Sword Ancestor Oath is considered a compromise.
However, Su Zisong couldn't make his own decisions and looked at Mo Wen. Mo Wen didn't care. He was now wearing a silver mask, and his two identities were only spread among the world. He was not number one among the major sword sects.
A character, who would know him after leaving the swamp?
But Mo Wen's brief silence made the spirit sword master's heart rise to his throat, and he gritted his teeth and took something out of his sword pouch.
"This is something I got by chance. I don't know what it is used for, but there is a fragment of a spiritual imprint in it. I hope you will be interested in it."
Mo Wen's expression changed, and he looked at the object in the hand of the spirit sword master. It was a simple sword-shaped jade stone, about one foot long, completely black and without any luster. It looked a bit like a jade slip, but it was different from ordinary jade slips.
Very different, at least the materials are very different.
Mo Wen took the black jade sword and examined it with his sword sense. A mountain-shaped landform map was reflected in his mind. However, this map was missing many key parts and appeared incomplete. It was impossible to distinguish the original appearance and the specific location.
The spirit sword master looked at Mo Wen eagerly, holding his breath and not daring to take a breath. Mo Wen looked back at him, feeling quite funny. He had no intention of embarrassing him, but the other party frightened him and turned him away.
I presented a fragment of the picture, but I'm afraid that if I don't accept it, I won't be able to sleep well.
"I've accepted the things, you go."
As if he had been granted amnesty, the spirit sword master quickly bowed to Mo Wen and hurried out of the valley, quickly disappearing at the entrance of the valley.
"We're on our way too," Mo Wen said to Su Zisong.
As we go deeper, there are more and more ruins. Some of them are rows of ruins of palaces, scattered on the top of the rolling hills. It can be seen how glorious this place once was.
This time they didn't meet anyone. On the afternoon of the third day, they appeared in front of a ruined palace. At the entrance to the front hall, a giant sword several feet wide was stuck upside down in the mountain, and the sword's blade, which was a hundred feet high, was broken off.
, lying across the mountains.
"Weapon Refining Peak! It should be here!"
Su Zisong pointed to a leaning stone tablet under the giant sword.
Mo Wen glanced forward with his sword sense, and the detection range was filled with ruins of dilapidated buildings, with some messy restrictions scattered among them.
"Let's all search separately. There must be some intact palaces."
Su Zisong suggested that the last six people were divided into three groups. Whether intentionally or not, Mu Qingqing was in the same group as Mo Wen.
Mo Wen glanced at the four Su Zisong girls who were walking away, chose a direction and said calmly to Mu Qing: "Let's go."
A hint of helplessness and sadness flashed across Mu Qingqing's face under the cloak. Although this man gave her a somewhat friendly feeling, he was more stiff and indifferent. He seemed to be intending to keep a distance from her and did not want to say more words.
Said. Looking at Mo Wen's back, he followed Mo Wen silently towards the inside of the ruins.
This building has obviously been visited by previous generations. There are many traces of human disturbance, and many dangerous restrictions are scattered among them. The erosion of the years has made these restrictions dilapidated, but they still have extremely terrifying destructive power, even if they are touched accidentally.
After that, there will be no bones left.
Mo Wen's sword consciousness has reached the sword-gang realm, and these seemingly dangerous restrictions have naturally faded in his eyes. Except for a few places where the restrictions are well preserved, many remaining restrictions have no secrets under the cover of his sword consciousness. Therefore,
He was not afraid of taking the wrong path, and he took Mu Qingqing deep into the Refining Peak with ease.
After climbing over the ruins of the palace on several hills, a relatively well-preserved palace appeared in front of us. What is even more striking is that this building is covered with a layer of extremely large fluctuations. It is obvious that the restrictions are intact and has not been disturbed.
Visited.
Mu Qingqing took out two sword talismans and punched them out. Two spiritual lights flashed away. These were the unique communication sword talismans of the major sword sect spiritual sword masters. They were called Flying Sword Chuan Shu. Any sword vein period spirit
The sword master can refine it by himself. He only needs to imprint a little bit of his own soul into the sword talisman. The person holding the sword talisman only needs to activate the sword talisman, and that bit of soul will automatically return to the owner to guide the way.
Those with advanced skills can also use this to transmit some simple information. Of course, the transmission distance of the communication sword talisman is also closely related to the master's cultivation level. Generally, the spirit sword master in the sword vein stage can only transmit information within a hundred miles. Once it exceeds
At this distance, Yuanling will automatically dissipate.
The four Su Zisongs quickly received the news and came over, but the four girls were all a little embarrassed. They didn't have Mo Wen's perverted sword sense, so they would inevitably come across restrictions during the search. Fortunately, these restrictions were only left in place a long time ago and have been eliminated long ago.
It was countless times weaker, so there was no danger.
"Hundred Refining Palace... This should be a place for refining spiritual iron!"
Su Zisong was very excited. He immediately took out the spiritual tablet and injected the ice sword energy into it to activate it.
The dark iron plate flashed with a faint light, as if shrouded in a layer of mysterious spiritual light. Su Zisong held the spiritual plate and slowly pressed it towards the palace ban.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the spiritual tablet in Su Zisong's hand without blinking. Mo Wen also involuntarily tensed up his body, ready to take action at any time in case of an unexpected incident.
But obviously his worries were unnecessary. When the spiritual tablet came into contact with the invisible restriction outside the palace, the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations immediately spread around the spiritual tablet, centering on the spiritual tablet, and finally a human-sized hole appeared.
"Everyone, follow me!"
Su Zisong's voice was full of joy, and he quickly walked through the ban and walked into the palace. The others followed closely, and Mo Wen followed closely. As they walked past, the ban behind them slowly moved like water waves.
Restore.
Soon, the six people passed through the restriction outside the palace and entered the main hall, but the spiritual tablet in Su Zisong's hand cracked and cracked.
"It's so dangerous, I should still be able to get out." Su Zisong looked at the spiritual tablet in his hand with lingering fear.
Mo Wen frowned and looked at Su Zisong inquiringly.
Su Zisong explained: "Generally, the prohibitions in the mountain gate are connected to the original mountain-protecting formation. The mountain-protecting formation here has been turned into a death formation, and the prohibitions in various places in the sect have also been affected. This spiritual tablet is part of the prohibition.
, after triggering the restriction, they will also be assimilated, so they become disposable consumables, but we are lucky and can support us until we get out."dd