Chapter 103: Stay Calm
What the little sword spirit said makes sense. A good weapon will accompany its owner for a long time. It is important to choose a spiritual sword that both parties appreciate and like.
In addition, He Cen was originally a sword spirit, and he had very high requirements for swords. Although those famous swords were very famous in the world of cultivation, they might not be good swords in He Cen's hands.
Jun Chao nodded, agreeing to his proposal.
Xiyan Palace is the closest to the Luoshu Sword Sect, so after a brief discussion, they decided to go to the sword tomb here first.
The head of the sect there was a die-hard fan of Jun Chao. After Yan Fangzun handed over a visiting card, he received a reply very quickly. He Cen then followed the masters for a tour.
After coming out of seclusion this time, he had grown taller and looked less childish. Walking beside the four masters, he was also very outstanding and eye-catching.
Except for being thinner and having an exceptionally handsome appearance, he is no different from an adult man.
But perhaps He Cen was used to it and had a more innocent nature. When she was with Bo Lou and the others, she couldn't help but act coquettishly, and she loved to eat, play and go shopping. She was completely like a child, but that was probably also related to the unbridled pampering of those people.
The whereabouts of the four lords spread quickly in the cultivation world, and this time they brought their little disciples with them, which was sure to attract extra attention.
Before He Cen and his party arrived at Luoshu Sword Sect, their disciples had already come to greet them in person thirty miles away. They were extremely respectful to Jun Chao, but Jun Chao just glanced at them and said, "No need to be polite. It took a lot of effort for Sect Leader Luo to arrange this trip for you."
Leading the group was Luo Shu Sword Sect's eldest disciple Luo Tianying, a handsome young man. If he didn't have a few masters to support him, he would have been extremely charming.
However, with the presence of a few people from the Jun Dynasty, his brilliance was dimmed a lot.
He Cen looked away after just one glance and continued chatting and laughing with Bei Qi beside him.
"Master, if I take the sword from the Sword Tomb, do you have to pay for it?"
Bei Qi laughed, "You're worried about this too? Why? Are you worried that we won't pay and you won't get the sword you love?"
He Cen raised his eyebrows proudly, "If you don't pay, Chao Chao will definitely pay for me. You are the only one who likes to tease me. I still have Master Wen Qing~"
He was really handsome, with dazzling golden hair that was extremely brilliant, lively expressions on his face, bright eyes and a charming look, and his every frown and smile were particularly captivating. The disciples from the Luoshu Sword Sect who came to greet him couldn't help but be amazed when they caught a glimpse of He Cen's figure.
The male cultivators were all astonished, and many of the female cultivators blushed and their hearts beat fast. After all, He Cen's appearance was truly unique in the world of cultivation.
He was well-bred under the guidance of the four great masters, and had a transparent temperament and was not timid or cowardly. With the support of his masters, he was naturally outspoken and proud.
It is hard not to be moved when seeing such a handsome young man standing in front of you.
However, He Cen had no other interest in other people. He was used to seeing great beauties like Bei Qi Junchao, and beside her there was Bo Lou Wenqing. Aren’t those four lords enough for him to see? What’s so good about those young men? They are not as fragrant as the masters.
With the disciples of Luoshu Sword Sect leading the way, they arrived at the entrance of the sword tomb in less than an incense stick of time.
The leader and several elders of the Luoshu Sword Sect were waiting here respectfully.
Jun Chao nodded slightly at him, "Master Luo, I'm sorry to bother you."
Sect Master Luo bowed quickly and said, "No, no, it is my honor that you are willing to patronize Luoshu Sword Sect."
Jun Chao didn't bother to be polite with him. "Today, come with me to pick a weapon that suits you. If you can find a suitable weapon from the Sword Tomb, you can choose any treasure of equivalent value."
Sect Master Luo waved his hands and said, "Your Excellency is too polite. We would be delighted if the young master could come to our Luoshu Sword Sect to choose a suitable sword."
He was telling the truth. He Cen was the disciple of four great masters. He would be famous in the future. The sword he used was the one sent out by their Luoshu Sword. How honorable it would be. He was also doing a favor to the great masters. Such a good thing made Sect Leader Luo almost smile to death in his heart.
However, Jun Chao and others would definitely not take the things from his Luoshu Sword Sect for nothing. If he wanted to show goodwill, Jun Chao and others might not accept it.
This was He Cen's first time to visit the Sword Tomb in the world of cultivation. It was somewhat different from the Guixu Lingchuan place in his memory. Although the Sword Tomb here was also an ancient place left behind by ancient powerful men, it was still quite different from the birthplace of the Sword Spirit.
After all, these sword tombs have gone through several generations of people, and various monks have come to explore them, so the number of swords inside has decreased a lot. Although there are monks who forge swords and ironwork to fill them up every year, the consumption rate is still very fast.
A long time ago, most of the good and famous swords produced in the Sword Mound were taken away.
There aren't many treasures left by the ancient powers in the Sword Tomb now.
Jun Chao patted his head and said, "Don't be discouraged if you don't find someone you like. We can look somewhere else."
He Cen nodded. Actually, he didn't have much expectation. After all, a good weapon really depends on fate. But he didn't expect that as soon as he stepped into the sword tomb, the swords here seemed to have a resonance of souls and all of them couldn't help shaking.
The people from Luoshu Sword Sect were also shocked.
Jun Chao and others were very calm. He Cen was the spirit of the divine sword. His appearance in the sword tomb would definitely cause a sensation.
Sect Leader Luo was still looking around, "This, this, this, this has never happened before."
Jun Chao said, "Master Luo, please be patient."
He Cen had never thought that he was so popular. He secretly stuck out his tongue at Jun Chao and said, "Master, I didn't do anything~"
Bo Lou chuckled, "No one among us is saying anything to you, why are you jumping out?"
"Okay, stop wasting time. Look around and see if there's anything you like."
With so many people watching, He Cen really didn't want to waste time, so he flew directly to the center of the sword tomb. The deeper he went, the better the swords that would be born, but also the more dangerous they would be.
It stands to reason that since he is in the Jindan stage, there is no need for him to go deeper. Just as Sect Leader Luo was about to remind him of the danger inside, he saw He Cen standing with his hands behind his back, coldly scanning the spirit swords below who were ready to make a move.
Then he raised his hands——
Everyone thought he was going to use his spiritual power.
Unexpectedly, He Cen just smiled and said hello to the swords below, "Who among you wants to be my sword?"
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of swords were launched at the same time, and they surrounded Hecen in an instant. Inside the sword tomb, the sword energy was so strong that it affected everyone outside.
The disciples of Luoshu Sword Sect all opened their eyes wide, and Sect Leader Luo also looked at the several venerables worriedly.
Jun Chao looked at him and comforted him, "It's okay, my disciple knows his limits."
Everyone looked again and saw that the blond young man was indeed at ease. His body was light and nimble, and he moved freely among the thousands of swords. The fierce sword energy that was fierce to the rest of them, around He Cen, all turned into soft and gentle force, and they couldn't wait to get into his hands.