[Four chapters have been published today, with a word count of over 10,000. I hope readers will continue to support me! Let’s eat in the box!]
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At dawn, bees and butterflies began to fly, and the disciples of Ximen also began their morning classes.
In Jianmang Tower, the mutton-fat lamp was extinguished, and Ximen Chen and his son also stopped their long conversation all night long.
When he walked out of the courtyard, Ximen Chen stretched himself regardless of his appearance. After a night of discussions, there was still no clear result. But everyone had a clear goal: to protect the Ximen family.
Turbulence is bound to come, and how to protect yourself is the most important thing in everything.
Even the two enemies, Ximen Piaofeng and Ximen Chalong, had to express a tacit understanding for the time being and work together to overcome the current difficulties.
Only now do the three heads of the Ximen family finally understand the good intentions of their old father, and why he mobilized everyone to practice hard four years ago and set up an arena to create some motivation for the Ximen disciples to practice. It turns out that all of this is
It is to prepare for this coming era of turmoil.
"Father, will the family competition you mentioned continue?"
According to the old father's wishes, the family competition was originally intended to enhance the motivation of the disciples to practice. Now it seems that the competition is dispensable.
Ximen Chen thought for a while and suddenly smiled and said, "Beat, of course, I can't go back on what I said. You tell me, one month later, the competition will be held as scheduled within the family. The top five disciples in the competition will receive
A mysterious gift from me and some tips on the exercises.”
The three parents looked at each other and bent down at the same time, "Yes, patriarch."
Ximen Chen shook his head slightly, "You should call me father." As the words fell, Ximen Chen also disappeared into the yard.
After his father disappeared, Ximen Piaofeng suddenly slapped his brain and shouted loudly into the house: "Father, is my Siyu child coming back together? I...I haven't seen him in four years."
There was only a faint groan in the room, and then there was no more sound. Ximen Piaofeng, who was asking for trouble, followed the other two brothers and left Jianmang Tower in despair.
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In fact, speaking of Siyu, he lives a very happy life now, eating and drinking. However, the things he eats and drinks make Siyu depressed for a long time...
Siyu was currently sitting cross-legged on a very smooth stone to recover his strength. This was a closed cave. Siyu had never known that there was such a large closed secret room in the family.
What made him even more unforgettable was that this huge underground palace-like secret room was built inside the Jianshan Mountain, and this was the world-famous Ximen Treasure Land - Wanjianchi.
There is no water in Wanjian Pond, or to be precise, Wanjian Pond is just a sword pond, not a pond with water. Siyu has been here for two days and two nights. In fact, after he returned to the family with his grandfather, he was secretly
Arrange to practice here. In the words of grandfather Ximen Chen, this Wanjian Pond is the most mysterious and important place in the Ximen family.
The preciousness of Wanjianchi is not only the many swords in it, but more importantly, the numerous formations here.
The Ximen family has been experts in using swords for generations. Although they do not make swords, they have owned many swords. These swords are either swords refined by Ximen's disciples in the past generations, or swords obtained after fighting with others.
; Or it may be a sword stolen from the dead. In short, there is a dazzling array of swords here, regardless of size, color, or shape.
There are also many families who also sacrifice and worship swords, but Ximen Chen said that all the swords in the Ximen Family's Ten Thousand Sword Pool are kept.
Siyu clearly remembered what his grandfather said when he left her here:
"Child, you have to seriously feel every sword here. There is a spirit in the swords raised in this Ten Thousand Swords Pool. They are living creatures, not cold weapons. You have to use your heart,
Your soul should understand them and draw nourishment and knowledge from them."
This sentence made Siyu think about it all day and night, and never figured it out. But in the words of his grandfather, he could only stay here honestly at this moment, unless he fully recovered his skills.
"This is seclusion in disguise."
But just one day ago, when Siyu accidentally touched a rusty sword, Siyu finally understood what his grandfather said. At that time, his grandfather only said that there were countless swords here, and there were also countless formations.
But Ximen Chen did not remind Siyu not to touch those swords, so when Siyu accidentally encountered a rusty sword for the first time, it was the first time that Siyu suffered here.
The faint scar on Siyu's arm at this moment was left to him by the sword.
Siyu clearly remembered the origin of this scar. When Siyu accidentally touched the sword, the whole sword suddenly sounded a sword sound. The rust on the sword's body receded quickly, and at the same time, the sword's body also began to light up with a red light.
The light and strong fire elements completely frightened the puzzled Siyu.
It wasn't until the sword flew around in the air and cut his arm that he remembered that this might be a hidden formation.
The sword seemed to have spiritual energy, and he began to actively draw out a sword technique to attack Siyu. Siyu hurriedly held an iron rod to cross the sword. (The iron rod was left by Ximen Chen before he left.
my own)
Fortunately, there was a mistress beside me to help, and I was able to defeat the sword with great difficulty.
Just after blocking the last attack of the sword, with a "clang~~~~" sound, the sword turned into a useless embroidered iron and fell to the ground. Siyu just waved the sword lightly.
It broke into seven or eight pieces, and at the same time, a silver pill that was only half the size of a thumb fell out of the sword. It was very similar to the sword pill that grandpa said. Out of curiosity, Siyu ate the sword pill.
I only felt a slight heat in my Dantian, and then I felt nothing at all.
In fact, only Siyu, a "pervert", would eat that sword pill. Every sword kept in Wanjian Pond has a sword pill. These sword pills are the soul of the sword and the formation of each formation.
Eyes. These sword pills are extremely powerful things for ordinary cultivators. The sword energy carried on the sword pills can cut people's hands, let alone eat them. In the world, anyone who dares to directly
I'm afraid Siyu is the only one who takes the sword pill.
Oh, and the mistress.
After tentatively touching a few swords, Siyu has completely understood the environment here. As grandpa said, every sword here is alive, and there is a formation hidden under each sword. This formation
The sword is the sword itself. When you touch the sword body, the sword will come alive and attack you with the sword energy contained in it. The sword technique in each sword is different. Siyu is resisting at the same time.
, I also subconsciously remembered those moves, but I can't use them very skillfully yet.
At the same time, Siyu also discovered that these swords seemed to be inserted in a chaotic manner on the ground, walls, and even ceilings, but in fact they were regular. Siyu's extraordinary mental power told him that whenever midnight came, these swords were inserted into the ground in a chaotic manner.
There will be a slight resonance in the sword. Although Siyu cannot capture the resonance between the swords yet, he can vaguely feel that at this moment, there will be a lot more emotions in Wanjian Pond. The sword brings
mood.
Now Siyu can only move around the periphery of Wanjian Pond. He doesn't dare to go deeper, because the deeper you go, the more powerful the swords will be. With Siyu's current skill,
You can only move on the periphery.
Siyu and Xiaosan eat Jianwan every day, maybe because they took the essence of ginseng. Now Siyu's energy is many times better than before. Basically, he only needs one hour of sleep every day, and he is full of energy the rest of the time.
, couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. Every time he looked at Xiaosan's unbeatable ten hours of sleep every day, Siyu was really envious.
Moreover, Siyu now has a strong recovery ability. As long as the wound is not very big, it can be completely healed in just half a day.
There is food, but there is less to drink. Cultivators are also human beings. As long as they are mortal, drinking water and eating are necessary. However, some masters can draw nutrients directly from heaven and earth, so they can only eat very little every day.
Drink very little water, but if you don't drink water for a long time, even a practitioner in the Mahayana stage will die, let alone Siyu.
When Siyu raised this question to Ximenchen, Ximenchen simply pointed to the ceiling. Siyu looked up and understood what grandpa meant.
It turns out that this is a standard cave. The cave naturally has stalactites and stalagmites. The only source of water here is the silver water droplets dripping from the stalactites on the roof of the cave.
Ximen Chen explained that these silver water droplets are not mercury, but a unique product in Wanjian Pond, called Sword Spring. Each drop of Sword Spring is formed by the sword energy in Wanjian Pond and the special conditions here.
It can be said to be unique. These sword springs are very effective in improving the internal strength of cultivators, but the output is rare, so the Ximen family never mines it for everyone to eat. It can be said that few people in the world know what sword springs are.
But after Siyu tasted the sword spring with excitement, he began to no longer believe what his grandfather said. Because when this so-called "good stuff" was eaten in his mouth, there was a strong sour taste at first, and then it became spicy.
There was some bitterness in the end. The three flavors took turns stimulating Siyu's taste buds. The feeling was like a burning fire in the throat. The first time he drank this sword spring, Siyu shed five or six tears.
He barely swallowed the liquid in his mouth.
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After regaining her strength, Siyu slowly opened her eyes, and her mistress was jumping happily beside her.
"Haha, the sword pills contained in the Wanjian Pond are really effective. I feel a little stronger."
Xiaosan turned around twice and rolled his two small eyes. Suddenly, as if he had seen something, he screamed happily and ran to an ancient long sword. He looked at Siyu with a wicked smile.
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"Mistress, don't touch."
Siyu exclaimed, but it was too late. A sword cry sounded, and the long sword shook his body, emitting an icy cold light, and rushed towards Siyu quickly...