Chapter 248: The iron-willed Aokiji!
"Sword Palace?"
Chen Zhixing stood in front of the black hall and looked up at the blurred ancient characters on the hall's plaque. After looking for a long while, he finally recognized the ancient characters on the plaque as the words "Sword Palace".
Without any hesitation, Chen Zhixing pushed the door open and walked in.
Without any resistance or restrictions, Chen Zhixing walked in easily.
A foul air blew in his face. Chen Zhixing gently covered his nose and fanned it, then raised his eyes and looked forward.
Swords! Swords everywhere! Swords of various shapes, with their tips pointing downwards, were densely hung in the hall!
"oh?"
Chen Zhixing raised his eyebrows slightly and grabbed the sword in front of him.
The divine sword, which originally looked extremely sharp and contained a divine aura, turned into quicksand inch by inch and slipped through his fingers the moment it touched Chen Zhixing's fingers.
Only a faint sword intent remained, rising up like a firefly and swaying in the air.
"What?"
Chen Zhixing withdrew his hand, and a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.
These swords may have been divine weapons that could cut through the sky and split the sea countless years ago, but under the erosion of time, they have long since deteriorated and the materials inside have lost their power.
Only the military spirit and sword intent contained in the sword have been preserved despite the passage of time.
However, the mere military spirit and sword intent are of no use to Chen Zhixing.
"But it's useless to me, but it can be a great tonic for some people."
Chen Zhixing flipped his right hand, and an ebony sword gate suddenly appeared in his hand.
“Ahem.”
Chen Zhixing looked at the dusty ebony sword gate, clasped his fists and coughed a little embarrassedly, then tapped the sword gate with his fingers and called in a low voice: "Mr. Qingzhi?"
There was no reaction from the sword gate.
Knock knock.
Chen Zhixing knocked again and said, "Mr. Qingzhi, don't you want to come out and get some fresh air?"
There was still no response from the sword gate.
"It seems that Mr. Qingzhi is still sleeping. Well, let's not disturb Mr. Qingzhi." Chen Zhixing raised his voice by several decibels.
As soon as these words fell.
"Three years! Do you know how I have been spending these three years?"
An angry female voice suddenly rang out from the ebony sword gate.
"It seems that Mr. Qingzhi is very sober."
Chen Zhixing gave a dry laugh. To be honest, the last time he used the Aokiji Sword was when he seized the inheritance from the female swordsman in Tianchuan Mountain.
After he developed his own sword path, he rarely used the Aokiji Sword again.
Calculating the time, the Aokiji Sword has been gathering dust in the storage ring for three years.
"Asshole! If I had known this would happen, I would have let you destroy me from the beginning! Wuwuwu~~!"
The voice of the Aokiji sword spirit was angry, and faintly one could hear a hint of crying due to extreme grievance.
It was too much of a bully! He was living a life of luxury outside, but he locked her up in a dark box for three whole years!
Three years! God knows how she survived these three years?
Is this something a human could do? "Hahaha, I'm really sorry."
Chen Zhixing was somewhat amused and immediately apologized.
"Wuwuwu~~ What did you promise me in the beginning? You promised to make me famous and let me taste all the famous swords in the world!"
"In the end, I didn't get a single sword, but I was left with three years of eating ashes!"
"Liar! A big liar who only knows how to make empty promises!"
Aokiji felt extremely aggrieved. If he hadn't thought that he couldn't beat Chen Zhixing, he would have wanted to stab this unfaithful man with a sword right away.
Chen Zhixing couldn't help but smile as he opened the sandalwood box, only to see that the Aokiji sword, which had been so 'aggressive', had suddenly turned over, with its back facing him.
"Okay, stop messing around. I'm bringing you here to eat something delicious."
Chen Zhixing stretched out his index finger, gently scraped the hilt of the sword, and chuckled.
"Don't pick on me!"
Aokiji said angrily, with a steely heart:
"No! Even if I, Aokiji, starve to death, I will never eat a single bite of your food!"
"real?"
Chen Zhixing blinked his eyes, then said with regret: "That's a pity, these are all magical weapons condensed by true immortals countless years ago."
Without waiting for Chen Zhixing to finish his sentence.
Clang——!!! The Aokiji sword, which was originally lying in the sword lock, turned over in an instant and stood upright.
"What? A weapon refined by a True Immortal?"
"Where? Where?"
Followed by a hurried voice.
Aokiji Sword quickly looked to the left and then to the right.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Zhixing heard the sound of someone swallowing saliva.
"Eat more!"
At this moment, the entire blade of the Aokiji Sword was glowing.
Chen Zhixing laughed dumbly, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, it's all yours."
"Okay!"
The Aokiji Sword rushed out of the sword gate with a "swoosh", but soon turned around and hung in front of Chen Zhixing again.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"I'm not spineless, but you have no use for these anyway, so I'll just be kind and help you get rid of them!"
"Ah? Yes, yes, yes." Chen Zhixing nodded, giving Aokiji a way out.
"Then I'll start?"
"You're welcome. Please help me kill them."
"Okay!"
In an instant, the Aokiji sword pierced through a rusty, hideous-looking black ancient sword.
The black ancient sword turned into a pool of powder the moment it came into contact with the Aokiji sword.
An invisible force of military energy and sword intent suddenly surged into the body of the Aokiji Sword.
The grade of the Aokiji Sword increased at a speed visible to the naked eye! In just half an incense stick of time.
Aokiji Sword completely recovered from the peak of Shenyoubing to Shingobing.
"Burp~ It smells so good!"
After the Aokiji Sword absorbed the military energy and sword intent, it immediately rushed forward again, rushing towards another ancient sword.
Bang , bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang !!
Time passed slowly, and the grade of the Aokiji Sword increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a cup of tea, the grade of Aokiji Sword was upgraded to the third level of Shingo!
And only one tenth of the ancient swords in the entire Sword Palace were consumed!
"come out!"
“Get out!!”
"Who's in there? Come out and hand in the Immortal Martial Order, or don't blame us for coming in!"
At this moment, loud noises were heard outside the hall.
"Someone is coming?" Chen Zhixing frowned.
He guessed that someone would come, but he didn't expect them to come so soon.
"Do you want me to try to deal with them?"
The Aokiji sword spirit, who was constantly absorbing the military energy and sword intent to the point of being intoxicated, stopped and looked at Chen Zhixing.
"No need, just focus on improving yourself and leave everything to me."
Chen Zhixing smiled at the Aokiji Sword Spirit, then turned around and walked out of the hall step by step.
In the dim hallway, the smile on Chen Zhixing's face slowly faded, and his eyes began to reveal bone-chilling murderous intent.
It seems that if you don't kill these people, they will be scared. If you kill them, they will be terrified.
He will never have peace!!
Crunch.
The door of the Sword Palace slowly opened outwards.
"Here it comes, it's finally out!"
"Let me see which unlucky guy got the Immortal Martial Order first!"
"Today I will teach this person a lesson. If he has the ability and picked up the Immortal Martial Order, he is lucky. If he does not have the ability, then the Immortal Martial Order is not a blessing, but a death warrant!"
"Who could this person be?"
In an instant, dozens of young geniuses became alert and all looked towards the hall.
In each and every look there were some excited, some interested, some indifferent.
I saw a slender figure with a white shirt as white as snow, a handsome face and a pair of narrow eyes, walking out step by step from the darkness of the hall.
(End of this chapter)