Chapter 74 This Sword is Longmu "I hope everyone can break through and achieve success soon..."
"I sincerely hope that you will all break through and achieve the Nascent Soul stage soon. I will need your help with the missions I will be carrying out later."
Zhang Xiangwen couldn't help but glance at the sect elder who was speaking.
You can’t go on any mission if you are not at the Jindan level, you have to be at least at the Yuanying level?
Thinking of several fellow disciples and the master who had no news recently, many doubts suddenly came to my mind.
Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.
The elder continued, "We will do our best to help you all. Don't worry if you don't have enough merit to survive the thunder tribulation. Someone has already taken care of it."
Not only Zhang Xiangwen, but other disciples also obviously noticed that something was wrong and began to whisper.
How could the Qingyun Sect ever be so considerate? Hadn't they always upheld the principle of "a master leads the way, but cultivation is up to the individual"? The masters who emerged from the Qingyun Sect often carried an air of disregard for their disciples' lives. How could they possibly be treated like this, teaching one how to achieve breakthroughs and even rewarding one with merit?
Zhang Xiangwen calmed himself down.
He was already on the verge of a breakthrough, and he had accumulated a lot of merit during his time in the small village of Haicheng. Even if this incident had not happened, he would have been promoted.
Now it’s good. I believe that when I reach the Nascent Soul stage, I will know where the others have gone.
He couldn't help but think of the two strange fogs he encountered some time ago.
...Maybe it really is related to that thing.
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"Name."
"Jin Ah Qing."
"Oh, I see. You just finished two missions, right?"
Jin Aqing nodded.
"I settled your credits for you. Have you seen the bill?"
"Do you want to take on other tasks?"
Jin Aqing: "Not for now."
Then I turned around and left the line. There are always so many people in this place, and there can be several long lines on non-holidays.
She had to buy some high-quality materials first to maintain the Nameless Sword. She had killed so many monsters in the past few days and didn't have two taels of silver on her, so she had to put this matter off until now.
Moreover, she didn't think much of the materials she had bought before. She thought she should use the best for the nameless sword.
...Let’s not buy the space equipment for now.
Jin Aqing rarely thought carefully about where to use the credits, and when she looked up, she saw Zhong Liu squatting outside Jiange.
Zhong Liu looked at the sword practitioners and their swords coming and going, his eyes shining.
No wonder everyone has a desire to travel the world with a sword. It looks so cool to hang this sword behind your back or at your waist!
"Why are you squatting here?"
Zhong Liu murmured: "Coach, I want to learn this."
"What are you learning? Sword cultivation?"
Zhong Liu realized belatedly that the voice sounded a little too familiar. He looked up and saw that it was Junior Sister Jin.
She laughed: "Yes, I kind of want to be a sword cultivator."
At that time, I will wear a conical hat, a straw raincoat, carry a sword with a cold glow on my back, and ride a horse like a dark cloud stepping on snow.
Certain preferences imprinted in the soul are immediately satisfied.
Jin Aqing reminded her: "Then you can audit the swordsmanship class and some sword cultivation theory classes."
Squatting outside Jiange, you really can't tell what's going on.
Zhong Liu was surprised: "Can I even attend this class as an auditor?"
It felt more like a university than a sect, and it felt familiar to her.
When it was said to be a major sect of cultivation, she felt that it should be ethereal and out of touch with the world; when she saw the group of sword cultivators coming and going, she immediately thought of some innocent, stupid and fragile college students.
Well... actually they are still very different. At least the combat effectiveness of these sword cultivators is several times that of college students.
Zhong Liu turned and asked, "Little Senior Sister, what are you doing here?"
This place looks like a trading hall exclusively for sword cultivators. I don't know what Junior Sister is here to buy.
Jin Ah Qing walked towards the door, saying, "Buy some materials to maintain the sword blade."
She thought about it for a while, and finally gave up the space equipment with great reluctance. She decided to wait a little longer and think about it after accumulating some credits.
In fact, it is not necessary, but it is indeed much more convenient to have a space equipment.
Zhong Liu blinked, his eyes shining: "Can I come in?"
Jin Aqing nodded affirmatively and added, "Except for personal caves, which are forbidden, there are also some relatively dangerous forbidden areas. All other places are open to you."
Naturally, this also includes Jiange.
The two walked into the trading hall dedicated to sword cultivators.
Of course, Jiange not only sells materials, but also swords.
Hundreds of swords were hung on the surrounding walls, and the chilling coldness of these weapons could be felt even through the scabbards.
Only when facing these swords and knives did Zhong Liu realize that these things were not props from film and television dramas.
It is a real weapon for slaying demons and eliminating evil, and the bloody smell cannot be concealed.
She swallowed. Perhaps the sword cultivators around her were used to it, and no one expressed surprise at the scene.
Jin Aqing patted her shoulder and said, "Follow me."
The two walked inside.
The number of swords inside is not as many as outside, but the domineering momentum has not decreased but increased.
From low level to high level? Zhong Liu thought.
The next second, a crisp and pleasant sound was heard, like the sound of emerald stones hitting each other, extremely clear.
Zhong Liu followed the sound and looked up at the top of Jiange.
She realized later that this was Jian Ming.
The sound of the sword is so beautiful.
The sword vibrated inside the scabbard, and the sound caused many sword practitioners to look up.
The guard of Jiange flipped his hand and shot a stream of spiritual energy towards the sword.
The spiritual energy hit it, and an invisible chain was briefly knocked out of its original form, and then shattered in an instant.
A golden light escaped.
The sword broke free from its scabbard, its emerald green color, almost like emerald, reflecting the fragmented light of the surrounding decorations, like the wind passing through the forest, stirring up layers of waves.
Many people were looking at the sword.
Zhong Liu's neck slowly returned to its original position as his gaze shifted.
...Why did she feel that this sword was directed at her?
It was not an illusion. The sword came with great force and was clearly aimed at Zhong Liu.
...Although this description is not appropriate in any way, Zhong Liu still thought inappropriately that it looked a bit like a puppy.
That poor little dog who is cooped up at home all day because he has to go to work.
She has never had a dog, but she knows that her colleagues have dogs, and every time they work overtime, they are the ones who scold the boss the most.
Puppy Sword... No, Jungle Sword rushed in front of her.
A stone scabbard prevented it from going any further.
Jin Aqing showed no expression, only saying, "She hasn't yet drawn Qi into her body, she's still a mortal."
To charge forward like this is no big deal for a cultivator, but it is potentially fatal for a mortal.
Zhong Liu actually understood a little. For a monk, it might be like being pounced on by his own Corgi, but for a mortal, it was like being pounced on by a Husky, which would at least cause a fracture.
She reached out tentatively and grasped the hilt of the sword.
The dense forest chants.
This time it really sounded like the sound coming from deep in the forest.
The sword cultivators around stopped staring and some bowed to Zhong Liu.
Zhong Liu couldn't help but look at Junior Sister Jin: "What does this mean?"
Jin Aqing explained, "Most of the swords in the Sword Pavilion have unruly temperaments, unlike the gentle swords in the Sword Tomb. That's why they are locked in the wall. They only make sounds when they want to form a contract."
The guard would then break the blockade and unsheathe the sword.
The swords in Jiange come from a wide range of sources, most of them are trophies of war or excellent works of weapon-making masters, and they are not willing to choose a master easily.
The swords in the sword tomb are the relics of the predecessors of Qingyun Sect. They naturally take good care of their own younger generations. Mainly because they admire each other and are willing to sign a contract.
Jin Aqing said calmly: "It chose you."
"Will you choose it?"
A contract has always been a process of two-way choice. Just because Jian Yi rushed forward in a fit of rage, it doesn't mean that the sword cultivator must accept it.
Moreover, Zhong Liu is not sure whether he will embark on the path of sword cultivation, so the necessity of this sword is further reduced.
Zhong Liu was surprised: "How can I refuse?"
Is there really anyone who can bear to reject such an enthusiastic puppy sword? At least Zhong Liu asked himself, he was reluctant to do so.
Someone came over and laughed out loud when he heard this: "Why not?"
"The one next to you rejected every sword in the Sword Pavilion back then."
This indirectly led to the swords becoming depressed and having higher standards. In previous years, there were always a few swords contracted out. From the day Jin Aqing came until now, there was only one such sword today.
Most of the time, as long as Jin Aqing is around, no swordsman will be interested in other swordsmen.
Whether it was the Sword Tomb or the Sword Pavilion, when Jin Aqing entered for the first time, thousands of swords rang out, vying to be her natal sword.
She didn't care about any of them.
Jin Aqing nodded: "Senior Sister Chi."
Senior Sister Chi waved her hand: "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."
At most, she is just a small leader in this sword pavilion, but this person is the future leader of kendo, which is hard to compare.
Senior Sister Chi turned to look at Zhong Liu: "Are you going to reject it?"
Senior Sister Chi frowned slightly, a look of worry on her face. The sword in her hand also emitted a low humming sound.
Zhong Liu suspected that there was something wrong with her brain. Why did she feel that the little dog sword was talking?
【Promise me, promise me.】
...I even felt that Xiaogoujian was acting like a spoiled child.
Zhong Liu fell into deep thought and raised his hands to cover his head.
Jin Aqing thought for two seconds: "There's no need to be so entangled. If you want to end the contract, just follow your heart."
The purpose of Qingyun Sect has always been this: as long as it does not violate the management regulations of the cultivation world, just follow your heart.
To be fair, of course I want that.
Zhong Liu nodded decisively.
The blade hummed loudly, and anyone could see the joy of the sword.
Senior Sister Chi smiled and said, "It seems like it likes you very much."
She led the two to the innermost part of the Sword Pavilion and introduced, "This sword is called Changmu. Its primary attribute is wood, and its secondary attribute is wind."
"Ranked 44th in the Famous Swords Record."
Zhong Liu was surprised. Her dual spiritual roots happened to be wood and wind, with wood accounting for a larger proportion.
But then again, if they weren't such a good match, why would Changmu choose her?
Gradually, there was no one around, and Senior Sister Chi led the two of them to sit down.
She asked Jin Aqing: "By the way, where did you get this sword?"
Senior Sister Chi was quite knowledgeable about swords, but she had never seen the strange material and craftsmanship of the sword in Jin Aqing's hand before.
...It doesn't look like a work of craftsmanship, but more like it was created by nature.
It is time to cut the clouds from the sky into a scabbard and chop down the mountain tops into blades.
The rugged rocks are like blades that never flash with cold light.
It's really weird.
Jin Aqing shook her head.
Senior Sister Chi showed regret on her face, which meant that it was not convenient to say it.
She asked, "Would it be convenient for me to take a closer look?"
There is no one in this sword pavilion who is not a sword fanatic. When they see this magic sword, they can't help but feel close to it.
Senior Sister Chi did not touch the sword, but asked Jin Aqing to unsheathe the sword and place the blade on the table.
She read it carefully and then said only one sentence.
“Non-anger is not as good as it.”
The only complete layman asked, "What is non-anger?"
Senior Sister Chi looked serious, but still answered her question.
"Since we are not angry, we should practice the virtues of kindness and tolerance."*
"The divine sword is not angry, but it becomes murderous in one step."
"Currently ranked first in the Famous Swords Record."
She was silent for a while, then said, "But it will soon become second."
The future Sword Pavilion Master couldn't hide his sigh, "There's no way this sword was made by a weapon refiner."
She had seen the best weapon refiner in the world, but he still couldn't create such a magical weapon, a truly heaven-defying creation.
She smiled and said casually, "If there is such a thing, I'm afraid it can only be an immortal in heaven."
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