These five sword techniques stirred up the lake water so much that not only were there turbulent waves on the surface of the water, but countless huge whirlpools also emerged under the water, which almost sucked the mirage in several times.
Especially Yun Feimiao's last attack. If something hadn't blocked it, it would have been killed on the spot.
"He seems to have completely forgotten me. How heartless!"
The mirage was so aggrieved that it almost cried.
"He first had an epiphany, then contracted his natal spirit sword, and then accepted the inheritance. Now he's in the process of digesting the inheritance. Isn't it normal for him to forget you?"
A low and ancient voice sounded from Shenhu's ears. Shenhu turned his head to look, and a pair of black, beady eyes instantly burst into a light of surprise.
"Senior Turtle, I was just about to bring this kid to find you, but I didn't expect you to show up on your own and save my life."
When Shenhu met his respected elder, he couldn't help but complain: "In the past, I saw others accepting inheritance while standing on the ground. This is the first time I see someone accepting while floating in the water."
"I didn't expect this guy to be able to use a sword. When I saw him summon the Spirit Sword Contract, I thought it was amazing, so I leaned in to take a closer look."
"Who knew that just by getting so close, I wouldn't be able to escape anymore."
The giant turtle in the water was speechless. "I didn't expect that! How could you not expect that? Anyone who enters our Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Sword Tomb is a sword cultivator! Isn't that common sense?"
"But he is better at illusion than I am. I thought he came in by mistake." Shenhu whispered.
The giant turtle exclaimed in admiration, "The Yun family is one of the eight ancient clans. Purification and healing are the innate skills of most Yun family members. Talismans, illusions, and swordsmanship were all developed by later members of the Yun family."
"This child is both talented and well-connected. He's been able to learn everything the Yun family's ancestors have passed down. No wonder he's been blessed by Heaven."
Shenhu's eyes lit up: "He actually has the blessing of heaven?"
"Well, he has a great family background, excellent talent, and good luck. If you make a contract with him, it will definitely be worth it." The giant turtle was a little envious.
Spiritual beasts like them with relatively high bloodlines usually only contract with one person in their lifetime.
The person who made the contract with it back then was naturally excellent, outstanding in all aspects, which made it proud of him for a time.
It’s a pity that the man died young and it lived too long, so it could only sink under the deep water and remember him endlessly.
Sometimes it feels that living like this is boring, but it is also afraid that after it dies, no one in this world will remember it anymore.
Even though he was a hero engraved on countless stone tablets of the Wanjian Sect, the young disciples only knew his name, what sword techniques he knew, and what achievements he had made.
They don't know what he looks like or what he likes to eat, nor do they know that he is afraid of loneliness, afraid that his life in this world will be in vain and leave nothing behind.
Because his soul was scattered when he died, there will be no afterlife.
So it has to live forever, stay here forever, and remember every little thing about him.
Even if his life is short, we must help him live out the momentum that will last forever.
The mirage didn't know what the giant turtle was thinking, but it was very happy after hearing the giant turtle's evaluation of Yun Feimiao.
It really has a good eye for talent! The first time it met the master it wanted to follow, it turned out to be such a good seedling!
Moreover, this person landed on its back by himself. It seems it is very lucky!
Shenhu was happy for a moment, then asked shyly, "Then that idiot swordsman I mentioned before, can you help me calculate? Is he in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect now?"
The giant turtle nodded slightly: "Sure, do you have any of his belongings?"
"Yes, yes, this is his sword-cleaning cloth." Shenhu immediately took out a waterproof box, inside which was a handkerchief with large red and green flowers.
Yun Feimiao, who was putting away his sword, was attracted by the handkerchief and came over curiously.
But soon he saw a huge eye, an eye that was two heads taller than him!
Yun Feimiao was startled, but he quickly thought of the guardian beast that Shenhu mentioned, and patted his chest to calm himself down as quickly as possible.
The giant turtle's eyes were also dazzled by the handkerchief, but it was also a knowledgeable turtle. It quickly and calmly took out the tortoise shell and copper coins used for fortune-telling and began to tell fortunes.
As it counted, it couldn't help laughing.
"This boy is quite interesting. He was originally a knight-errant from the mortal world. To save someone, he broke into the cave of an evil cultivator. He accidentally ate the spiritual medicine that the evil cultivator used to improve his aptitude, and unexpectedly developed five low-grade spiritual roots."
"That Fang Tiandao took pity on him and, when he was about to be killed by the evil cultivator, he made an exception and sent him to Canglan Continent."
He was devoted to seeking the way of swordsmanship and took the initiative to join the Wanjian Sect. He was happy to do so even if it meant being just a menial disciple.
After that, he spent fifty years trying to enter the outer sect, and another hundred years to enter the inner sect.
During this period, his spiritual roots were the worst among all the disciples, but he managed to carve out a path for himself through body training and swordsmanship.
It’s a pity that all inner disciples have to go to the realm to eliminate demons after reaching the Golden Core stage, so he died on the battlefield.
In his second life, he was born with four lower-grade spiritual roots and became a menial disciple of the Great Sword Sect. Unfortunately, he was not gifted in swordsmanship and remained an outer disciple forever, ultimately dying while saving others.
In this life, he became a low-grade three-spiritual root. Before he could practice cultivation, he almost lost his life while saving someone. Fortunately, he was picked up by the outer sect elder of Wanjian Sect. After his injury healed, he became a menial disciple of Wanjian Sect, so he had never entered the secret realm of the Sword Tomb.
"It seems like this is another child favored by the Heavenly Dao. As long as he remains as upright as he was in his previous two lives, his future talents should improve with each passing life."
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