Chapter 37

After coming to xuanjianzong, although Su Moyu was also on the road of cultivation, he went out for a while.

But so far, he has not touched any magic weapon.

After thinking about it, the only gorgeous weapon I've ever seen is probably the gorgeous sword of the master of Yanyun peak.

So he closed his eyes and conceived the image of the sword in his heart with expectation, but unfortunately.

"Lack of aura, unable to create!" the voice from the depths of his soul came slowly, listening to Su Moyu's depression.

"It seems that it's really a great sword. My recharge is not enough." Su Moyu sighed and decided to retreat and take the second place.

He closed his eyes and thought for a moment. Suddenly his hand sank, and Su Moyu had a long sword in his hand.

It's the same sword as dexuan's before.

When he came to xuanjianzong these days, Su Moyu not only studied the boundary division, but also spent a lot of time on weapons and magic weapons.

The weapons in this world are mainly divided into ordinary products and spiritual products.

Of course, there are immortal products on it, but it is very rare in Yunzhou, which is millions of miles around. I'm afraid the whole xuanjianzong can't find one.

For the rest of all products and spiritual products, each product is divided into nine levels, and the strength, sharpness and destructive power of each higher level are greatly improved.

Generally speaking, in the mundane world, such as some Jianghu gangs, most of the weapons are ordinary products. If there are more than eight levels of ordinary products, it is a treasure blade.

Even in a large sect like xuanjianzong, the weapons of many young disciples are still just like grade 8 and 9.

The sword of de Xuan is actually the third level of spiritual product. It can also be seen that his teachers attach great importance to him.

But how about paying more attention? As like as two peas, the sword of de Xuan has been broken by the sword. Now the same sword is surnamed su.

With a sword in his hand, Su Moyu liked it more and more. He cut it at random. He only heard the wind of the sword roar and broke the candle not far away in two.

Su Moyu was overjoyed. You should know that he didn't use much strength in this cutting. The sharpness of this sword can be seen.

At this time, it was late. Su Moyu stretched lazily and went to sleep.

When it was light the next day, Su Moyu carefully put away the sword, hurriedly put on his iron boots and went out.

After arriving at the Tianzi room, Cheng Jianxuan was lying on the Kang to sleep. Su Moyu spent nine cattle and two tigers to wake him up, but in exchange for a scolding, then handed him the silver vase plum and ordered him to return to the library.

Su Moyu's heart was constantly feigned, but he didn't dare to have other ideas. He could only drag a pair of iron boots onto the road of climbing again.

Compared with yesterday, today's su Moyu has a lot of experience. He goes back and forth much faster than yesterday. When he returns to the factotum hall, it is not completely dark.

But at this time, Cheng Jianxuan had a hangover. It was useless to let Su Moyu call, so he had to go back to his room again.

Of course, at night, dumb son took him to the underground hot spring to heal.

Such days lasted more than ten days. Su Moyu came back from the library faster than the day before. Su Moyu was very satisfied with this.

Unfortunately, Cheng Jianxuan didn't seem to see his progress. Every day when he came back from the library, he let him do what he should do, and never gave additional guidance.

On this day, the sun had just set in the west, and Su Moyu had come down from the mountain.

After returning to Tianzifang to report, Cheng Jianxuan asked him to go back as usual.

But now Su Moyu could not hold back, so he complained, "master, I've been up and down for more than ten days, can't you teach me something real?"

Cheng Jian turned his eyes and said, "what do you want?"

Su Moyu hurriedly approached and said, "for example, flying the imperial sword or some other powerful sword moves can at least make me not lose your face when I fight with others!"

Cheng Jianxuan sniffed and said, "boy, flying is a kind of sword art, but it can only be performed at the level of harmony. It's better not to think about it with your little skill now."

"As for losing face or something, I'm not afraid. Just practice your legs hard and run fast when you can't beat it."

Su Moyu only felt a cool wind blowing behind him and said for a long time: "master, do you want me to wear iron boots to go up the mountain every day just to let me practice running away?"

Cheng Jian nodded and said, "almost."

Su Moyu wanted to say something, but he kicked Cheng Jian out. The door behind him was closed, and Cheng Jianze's voice came from inside: "when can I come back from the library in a quarter of an hour, and when can I teach you something else."

Su Moyu was stunned for a quarter of an hour! What's that concept?

I'm tired and spit blood now. It takes half a day to go back and forth. When can I meet his old man's requirements?

With full of complaints, Su Moyu went back to his room, lay on the Kang, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I was in a coma. I suddenly felt that someone was pushing me.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the mute standing beside him in the dark room.

"Do you want to go to the hot spring again? But now I'm not very tired. I won't go today." Su Moyu rubbed his eyes and said.

Indeed, after more than ten days of exercise, this journey is no longer difficult for him.

Dumb son shook his head, looked around and said in a low voice, "Linggen!"

When Su Moyu heard these two words, he suddenly came to the spirit and asked, "today?"

The mute nodded.

"Go!" he was excited. He had been waiting for half a month and was waiting for today's aura wind. If everything goes well, nine times out of ten I will break the border tonight. Where is there any slack when I think of here?

They took advantage of the night and came to the dry well again. Following the secret Road, they came to the side of the secret door very smoothly.

This time Su Moyu wanted to push the secret door by himself, but when he put his hand on the stone door, he was stopped by dumb son, and then blocked his mouth with his hand.

Su Moyu was surprised and looked back at ya'er with questioning eyes.

He saw that the mute son made a silent movement to him, and then gently put his ear on the stone gate.

Su Moyu was puzzled and leaned against the stone gate with her movements, but he heard someone talking at the other end of the stone gate: "senior brother, I just checked. The seal is complete and there are no omissions."

A moment later, another voice said, "it's strange. Since the seal is complete, why is the aura accumulated in Xuanling cave less than half of the previous aura after the last aura storm?"

The younger martial brother said again, "maybe it's the natural fluctuation of Linggen. You and I worry too much."

After a while, the elder martial brother said, "I hope so!"

Su Moyu on the side of the secret door was shocked. He vaguely remembered the Xuanling cave, where he quenched the body of the first eight disciples of the great martial arts test.

Why is it related to here again?

After the aura storm they said, there was only half of the aura in Xuanling cave. Could it be that the aura wind they absorbed was originally supplied to Xuanling cave?

Just thinking like this, I suddenly heard a sad wolf howl from the other side of the stone gate, and then someone shouted, "no, this beast is going to be angry, let's go!"

Another hesitated, "don't you check it again?"

A man shouted: "you are willing to stay, you stay, I don't wait here to die!" then there was no sound.

The wolf howling on the other side continued for a moment, and then slowly stopped. The mute here suddenly pushed the stone gate open with a force in his hand.

Su Moyu looked inside and saw that the white wolf had shrunk again and was strangled by chains. It looked very painful.

The dumb son's eyes flashed an unbearable color, but he didn't stop for a moment. As soon as he took Su Moyu's hand, he rushed to the deep secret Road, and soon came before the cracks.

Su Moyu was puzzled for a moment. He didn't understand why dumb son was so worried.

But the next moment, he knew the reason, because almost at the same time that they had just stopped, a strong wind came out of the ground!

This time, Su Moyu didn't have to use the dumb son as the system. He was already ready. When the Reiki storm came, he had released his meridians and let the Reiki wash his body.

Bit by bit, the aura in Dantian began to concentrate and converge.

Almost when everything was about to be completed, the pain in Dantian and meridians began again.

"Damn it!" Su Moyu scolded, but he didn't mean to stop at all.

Endure again and again, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood in the strong wind.

The dumb son standing aside was startled and hurried to help him. But Su Moyu raised his head and smiled at her and said, "it's all right, I'm broken!"