clear water paradise

Chapter 43 King Sword Spirit

If the real dragon sword spirit is classified as the best of the first class, then the wild sword spirit with thousands of swords returning to its ancestors can be regarded as the best among the first-class sword spirits.

The "Great Zhoutian Sword Code" that Little Shenlong had studied had detailed records on the grades of sword spirits.

Sword spirits in the world have the same classification as spirits, but there is a threshold, at least rank three to start.

Today's wild sword spirits are mainly of the third rank, the second rank is relatively rare, and the first rank is very precious.

The reason why there are no swords below the third rank is because the swordsmen below the third rank do not even have sword intent when they draw their swords, and it is impossible to derive wild sword spirits.

There is also a record in the Sword Code that first-rank sword spirits are not the top, and the last page left a mystery: surpassing first-rank, one is the king.King sword spirit, once in a hundred years.

At this moment, Yunlang felt that he had been cheated miserably by the "Great Zhoutian Sword Code".

The so-called king sword spirit in the secret book, which is rare in a hundred years, he has now met more than 1...

The boy with a dragon in his heart has no doubt that none of the wild sword spirits floating above the sea is below the level of a king.

At that moment, the boy's three views were overturned.

For a long time, Yunlang simply thought that a person with a first-grade spirit is the strongest in the world.

Today he realized that he was sitting in the sky.

A first-rank official in the officialdom, an extremely personable minister, is still a minister after all, and has to serve the king with allegiance.

The same is true in the world of spirit beings. The king sword spirit can be derived from the natal spirit sword, which shows that the person who created the sword is the king of spirit beings beyond the first rank!

Among the twelve wild sword spirits he resonated in the trial ground, one belonged to the first rank, two belonged to the second rank, and nine belonged to the third rank.

At that time, Fatty was still complacent, thinking that his sword spirit was too strong to have friends.

Only now did he understand that the self in his dream was just a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

God is sorry, he still has a chance to make amends.

A dream is a dream after all, everything in reality is the most important.

For a spiritual being, one can never go to the clear water paradise for a lifetime, but one cannot be divorced from reality for a lifetime.

Gathering his mind, the boy encountered the biggest difficulty in choosing in his life.

There are more than 1 wild sword spirits, but only eleven can be selected, so... how to choose?

He really wanted to say "I want them all", but the actual situation didn't allow it. After all, only eleven openings of the sword were empty.

The situation in front of him was like standing with 1 beauties and asking him to pick a dozen or so to be his wives.

The boy fell into the trouble of happiness and was dazzled by the sight.

After thinking about it, he simply followed his feeling.

The little dragon first picked the most pleasing one, a small white jade sword from ancient times.

When the mysterious white jade sword with a white-gold halo melted into the orifice, Yun Lang felt a thought that the sword spirit had kept since its existence.

That idea tells the joys and sorrows of an era. In the ancient times, the strong were like clouds, and there were many heaven and earth elixir in the world. The lucky one who was blessed with a thousand years, ate a thousand-year spiritual fruit, and changed from a mortal to a first-class overnight. strong.

The young man had a longing for that era. He had heard from Brother Xiaosa that in this era, there is a lack of aura in the world, and spiritual things in the world are becoming increasingly scarce.These days, let alone thousand-year-old elixir, even 500-year-old elixir is hard to come by. Once it comes out, it will cause all kinds of forces to snap up it.

When he came back to his senses, he fused the sword spirit of wind from the ancient times.

Another new idea came, and the little Shenlong saw the ancient times 10 years ago.

Even though it was only a small thought, the young man was deeply touched, and there was a desolate temperament between his brows.

In the ancient times, the aura of heaven and earth was extremely strong, and all flowers, plants and trees could practice cultivation.

There are some people who are so blessed that they are born with first-class spirits, and they are called born first-class spirits!

In that era, the strong were rampant, and there were countless kings of spirits.

Some kings who surpassed the first rank even reduced to occupying a small hill and became the king of the mountain.

Gradually, the boy accommodated a thunder sword spirit from ancient times.

When the sword spirit moved in, Yunlang's body flashed and thundered, and his heart was so shocked that it couldn't be more shocking.

There was also a tiny thought, and the young man saw the scenery of the ancient times.

The ancient times were the era of gods and demons.

The aura of heaven and earth is so abundant that in some caves and blessed places, some creatures are born as gods with their own supernatural powers.

In that era, the king of spirits who was strong enough to walk sideways in today's world can only behave as a man with his tail between his legs.

That idea made the little Shenlong feel a kind of literary emotion for the first time: the vastness of the world, the length of time, and the insignificance of oneself.

With three wild sword spirits from different eras as a foreshadowing, it will be much easier for him to absorb new sword spirits.

Every time a sword spirit is absorbed, it is a process of refining the mind.

It is of great benefit to the improvement of the swordsman's state of mind.

The reason why the sword immortals in the later period are powerful, in addition to the external power, there is also an internal focus: the sword heart is stable!

Theoretically speaking, the sword fairy that accommodates 360 wild sword spirits needs 360 mental tests and 360 periods of time.The state of mind tempered in this way will not be disturbed by external demons, and it will directly point to the Dao.

When it was lunch time, Yunlang finally picked out eleven wild sword spirits.

The chosen sword spirit was overjoyed, and just like the real dragon sword spirit, he found his home and was liberated.

The wild sword spirit that was not selected hovered over the White Tiger for a long time, unwilling to leave, as if he had missed the great fortune.

There was a faint whimpering sound on the sea surface, which made the whole crew heighten their vigilance and mistakenly thought that there were sea monsters haunting them.

In fact, it was more than 1 sword spirits whining in mourning, as if saying: Give me a chance, big brother, can you give me a chance!

Like those sword spirits who were not selected, Yunlang felt unwilling.

There are at least a hundred wild sword spirits that he likes.

But there is no way, how many bowls of rice can be eaten by such a big stomach, it really can't hold it.

Yun Lang felt something in his heart. Today Xiaolong Jianling was able to help him summon tens of thousands of sword spirits, and he paid a huge price.

In other words, there is only one Wanjian summoning ceremony in front of you.

From now on, the little dragon sword spirit in his heart will never help him summon wild sword spirits to come to his door.

There is only one chance, after passing this village, this shop will disappear.

In the end, there were a total of twelve wild sword spirits fused by the little dragon on the sea.

The rest of the sword spirits left one after another with emotions such as unwillingness, grievance, and regret.

In a blink of an eye, the sky was clear.

A group of dark clouds in the sky disappeared without a trace, only because those sword spirits who returned to the sect with thousands of swords went away.

The boy looked at the sky and was in a daze for a long time.

Chance, the most wonderful thing to say.

Impossible to miss it today and make up for it tomorrow.

Passing by once is a lifetime of misses.

In his life, Little Shenlong had never experienced such a deep... regret.

No resentment, no grievance, only regret.

"After all, I'm still too weak!"

After a long time, Yunlang let out a long sigh.

He didn't blame those king sword spirits for leaving him, he only hated himself for not being capable enough.

If he had practiced the two sets of magical skills to the seventh or eighth level, and opened up hundreds of sword holes, he would not have such a big regret.

With this kind of regret, the young man had a flash of inspiration: "The little dragon sword spirit probably got in by myself when I fell asleep last night. Since I was able to attract wild sword spirits in the sea last night, it should be possible tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." , I don’t need to attract tens of thousands of king sword spirits, I can attract three or five king sword spirits by myself, it’s worth it!”

Thinking of this, he regained his strength and his thoughts became active: "Calculating the time, the big ship has two days to dock, and I can still sleep for two nights. One night is equal to five days and five nights in the clear water paradise, and I can experience ten more days." My God. If I can learn the second level of magic skills and open up more sword apertures, then I can fuse more sword spirits of kings... That's the decision, go to bed early tonight, hurry up and earn merits to buy the second level of magic skills!"

(End of this chapter)