The broken sword trembled on the ground, feeling the emptiness that had returned to the state before liberation overnight, and suddenly felt that the life of a sword was dull.
Chapter 384: Tell me my name and scare you! (Second update)
"Huh? It has been able to condense to this extent?"
Standing on the altar, under the gaze of Luo Wusheng and Ling Shuangxue, the figure formed by black mist, with an unclear face, seemed a little surprised.
It was hard to tell whether it was a male or a female, but a somewhat childish voice came from the black fog.
On the opposite side, the two people watching this scene looked at each other, and realized that they had the same doubts.
Is this the change that will occur in this trial ground after all the conditions are met
A... Sword Ghost appeared
Although it is not as twisted and hideous as a sword ghost in the ordinary sense, its characteristics and strange aura clearly show that it is a sword ghost.
His strength is probably at the level of just entering the Nascent Soul stage.
(Is it because the formation of this thing is related to the energy in the Sword Emperor's Broken Sword?)
The power that the Sword Emperor Broken Sword can now display as the Sword Ghost is probably at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Considering that the root has not been touched, the energy that just dissipated is indeed at the level of the initial stage of the Nascent Soul.
Luo Wusheng felt that this intensity was within his ability to handle, if nothing unexpected happened.
And it was obvious that the strange sword ghost in front of him was intelligent and could even speak human language... Well, he didn't find it strange at all.
In the world of cultivation, there are so many special beings, and speaking is just basic skill.
Luo Wusheng, holding his wife's hand and ready to exit the secret realm at any time if any situation occurred, did not speak in a hurry, but carefully observed the movements of the petite sword ghost.
However, he saw that the sword ghost turned his head towards the broken sword of the Sword Emperor that he had thrown on the ground.
"Don't argue. I will use some of the [Principles of the Sword] and I will naturally return the rest to you... If you continue to argue, you won't get a single cent back."
When the voice in the black fog died down, Luo Wusheng immediately felt that the world was quiet.
All the cries of grief and grief from the Broken Sword connection were silenced, and only a hidden message came through the connection.
Luo Wusheng translated it: Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don’t bully a poor man with a broken sword!
Then the contact went completely silent.
The body is very honest.
While complaining in his heart, Luo Wusheng shuddered and felt like he was being spied on.
When he looked up, he saw that the strange sword ghost's head was moving towards him.
"Emperor of Heaven... No, the root cause is different, but the cause and effect that gives me a headache is exactly the same. Looking at it makes me feel that I don't have many years left to live..."
"Huh! He actually has neither the sword heart nor the sword body? How did such a talent that is not even worthy of being mentioned here get selected? Even the sword intent that has been nurtured by the [Principle of Sword] is only at the great stage... Hmm? There is another one?"
The petite sword ghost seemed to have discovered something interesting.
The corner of Luo Wusheng's mouth twitched.
This was the first time in all his life that the Holy Son of Demon Sect had been evaluated as “not up to par” in terms of talent.
But the other party's words also made his eyes more solemn.
At this moment, the strange sword ghost seemed to be approaching him because of the interesting discovery.
Then his way was blocked by a thin sword gleaming with cold light.
"… Who are you?"
Facing this existence who was unclear whether it was an enemy or a friend, Ling Shuangxue's face was as cold as frost, and her spiritual power surged, and her posture as the chairperson of Frost Snow Peak returned to her.
Although the sword heart has been completely reshaped, this frost and snow fairy will ultimately only show a different side of herself in front of her own disciples and fellow Taoists.
The black mist figure shook.
"This is... asking who I am?"
The petite shadow paused its movement, as if lost in thought.
After a brief pause, the strange sword ghost raised its chin with a proud look: "Tell me my name..."
"Scare you!"
Luo Wusheng, who subconsciously took over the lines, felt a vague gaze on him, and then felt the faint gaze of his wife. He smiled awkwardly and shrank back.
The petite sword ghost didn't seem to care about this detail, and just muttered to herself: "It scared you... Yeah, not bad."
After muttering to himself, he nodded in the direction of Luo Wusheng.
The Holy Son of the Demon Sect strangely felt a sense of admiration from the other side from this action.
Then the next words of the sword ghost were heard.
"My name... Later generations often call me the Sword Emperor, but when the Heavenly Court still existed, my official name was the Eastern Mysterious Heavenly Sword Emperor who suppressed evil and broke the army."
Some childish voices echoed in the trial ground.
… …
Sword Emperor
Luo Wusheng was really shocked.
The first thought that flashed through my mind was that the other party was bluffing me.
To be honest, he did consider that possibility at the beginning, but no matter how he looked at the image of the person in front of him, he did not match any of the rumored versions of the Sword Emperor.
Especially the other party's attitude towards the broken sword was really a bit disappointing... Would a great sword emperor treat himself, even if it was once his sword, like this
It's not impossible.
The Holy Son of the Demon Sect thought of how he had complained about the Sword Emperor's family's education in his heart more than once.
Then he heard the voice of his wife echoing in his heart.
What do you think
Luo Wusheng glanced at the petite sword ghost who seemed a little embarrassed because no one responded, and then looked at the broken sword of the sword emperor who was lying dead but refused to return to the city. After a slight hesitation, he responded through the connection of the sword embryo.
[My broken sword from the Sword Emperor is now throwing a tantrum and refusing to communicate, so I can’t make an accurate judgment... But this place is the Sword Emperor’s secret realm after all, and it seems that no one has entered or left except us. Even if he is not the Sword Emperor, he should have some connection with the Sword Emperor. I can treat him as the Sword Emperor for the time being...]
"That's enough. I can't survive for much longer in my current state anyway."
The sudden interruption of the voice made the air in the field freeze.
Luo Wusheng and Ling Shuangxue looked stiffly at the petite sword ghost who called himself the Sword Emperor.
As if he understood what they meant, a voice continued to be heard from the black fog: "I can hear your conversation... Although this technique has been modified a lot, it is still based on swordsmanship. It also contains the shadow of the Sword Scripture I created. It is not difficult for me to achieve this."
"It's a bit low-quality, but it does have some good points. It combines some miscellaneous knowledge that I have never come across. Now I can only intercept some of its contents... Interesting."
Having seen another interesting thing, the petite sword ghost stopped talking, and its head, whose face could not be seen clearly, seemed to be looking at Luo Wusheng.
“Tsk.”
After smacking his lips in disgust, his voice continued: "Well, although your aptitude is a little poor, you are still somewhat special. It's just that the cause and effect are annoying... The cause and effect between you and the descendant of the Sword Ancestor is deep, perhaps this is why you were chosen."
"Although it may be a bit of a waste, there is no other way. I will give you my sword... Eh?"
This sword ghost who calls himself the Sword Emperor seems to have discovered something even more interesting.
His head turned towards Ling Shuangxue.
“…Are you the master of the Sword Ancestor’s descendant?”
“Wonderful!”
Chapter 385: You were beaten by the Sword Ancestor
Luo Wusheng is now about 70% sure that the small-looking sword ghost in front of him is probably the legendary Sword Emperor.
At the very least, he is an existence that is closely related to the Sword Emperor.
At this moment, a mysterious scene was playing out before his eyes.
The pool water that was originally located right above the altar seemed to be pulled down from the edge, and gathered into a water ball the size of a person in the air above the stone sculpture in the middle of the altar.
The petite sword ghost made of black fog is in front of the stone sculpture.
The black mist on his body seemed to be under control, and strands of it extended from the ground to all directions outside the altar along a strange path.
The black stone swords outside the altar trembled and hummed, and were connected by the black fog like a thread.
(Sure enough, the placement of these black swords is indeed a large formation... and it also has a feeling similar to the Thirty-Six Swords Formation...)
Looking at the mysterious black fog array pattern, Luo Wusheng seemed to be thinking about something.
His eyes moved to the water ball in the air.
An indescribable aura gushed out from the array pattern on the ground, entwining around the water ball that should have been clear and transparent, making it impossible to see what was inside. One could only vaguely see a graceful figure looming.
[How do you feel? Is there anything unusual? ]
[Nothing unusual... Just as he said, my sword body is indeed changing. The special energy accumulated in the acquired sword body has changed in nature. If this continues, the sword body may indeed reach a new realm. In addition, the sword techniques that I once thought were obscure and difficult to understand seem to be gradually becoming clearer under the blessing of an inexplicable power...]
After receiving the words from his wife through the sword embryo connection, Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows, but felt slightly relieved.
The figure in the water ball is naturally Ling Shuangxue.
The one who caused all this could only be that special sword ghost who called himself the Sword Emperor.
"Well, in addition to my Yaoguang Sword Body, this inheritance also includes my sword enlightenment... Of course, due to the limitations of my realm, I can't just hand it over to you, so I'll use it as an aid instead."
"When you reach a certain level, its effects will gradually be unlocked."
"I have seen some of the inheritance set up by Sword Ancestor. She is not as good as me in this aspect."
The petite Sword Ghost raised his head slightly and said proudly: "My inheritance cannot be weaker than that of the Sword Ancestor."
With the majestic background as a backdrop, he seemed to have the power of a great emperor.
But the way Luo Wusheng looked at him was quite strange.
The performance of this person just now was too obvious...
(Based on his behavior at the time, he should have been prepared to give the location in the water ball to me reluctantly, because I had inherited the Broken Sword and this secret realm. But after discovering the special identity of my wife Frost Snow, which even she herself didn't know, he changed his mind...)
Although the sword ghost's face could not be seen clearly under the black fog, the sense of satisfaction of "the person I entrusted the inheritance to is the master who passed down the legacy of that Sword Ancestor guy" was almost overflowing from the screen.
Therefore, the possibility that the guy opposite is the Sword Emperor is a little higher.
Luo Wusheng recalled the cause and effect that followed after he obtained the broken sword, which required him to convince the descendants of the Sword Ancestor.
If the opponent is really the Sword Emperor who left behind that cause and effect after losing to the Sword Ancestor with one sword, in a sense, this kind of fussy style is not surprising...
He frowned and fell into deep thought.
Through the connection with the sword fetus, he could clearly feel that his wife was still a little confused.
I don't know how the sword ghost confirmed that Ling Shuangxue was the master of the Sword Ancestor's descendant. After a brief comparison and consideration, he directly said, "Sure enough, I decided to give it to you", which led to the current scene.
The Frost and Snow Fairy, the central character, didn't react at all.
She was still in a daze over the six words "Teacher of the Sword Ancestor's Successor".
And now, blocked by the mysterious water ball, Luo Wusheng can only communicate with her through the sword embryo's telepathic function, but the information will be intercepted by a sword ghost...
Without fully understanding what the petite sword ghost was, the two of them were somewhat restrained in their communication and had not yet started the topic in this regard.
Luo Wusheng was still thinking when he heard a voice from the front.
"Why are you looking at me like this? Are you regretting that you were not able to obtain my complete inheritance?"
After completing the vision in the trial ground at this moment, the black mist on the petite sword ghost seemed to be much thinner, but it still existed, and its head with an unclear face was facing Luo Wusheng.
Hearing this, the Demon Sect Saint grinned and replied unhappily, "What a pity! What's the use of that kind of thing for my mediocre talent?"
"Huh? You're pretty self-aware?"
The straightforward answer from the other side made Luo Wusheng's face twitch.
How should I put it? If the person in front of him is really the Sword Emperor, he, Luo, really wants to travel back in time and ask the Sword Emperor to beat the other person more fiercely.