I have a sword that can sway the heavens

Ningshuang Sword is composed of Heart Sword and Demon Sword. The conditions for the birth of Heart Sword and Demon Sword must be met before Ningshuang Sword can be born, but these sword casting cities don't know.

Lear has climbed the mountain of swords.

The sword mountains are densely packed with sword weapons, forming a sword forest.

In the sword forest, there are broken swords and treasured swords. These are the accumulation of Jiancheng City for thousands of years.

Thousands of swords were gathered together, and even the air became cold and filled with sharp golden energy imperceptibly.

Dense swords were inserted into the mountain, turning the mountain into a mountain of swords.

Lear walked in the forest of swords all over the mountain, every time he breathed through his mouth, rich golden energy entered his body.

If ordinary people come to Jianshan and stay there for three or two days, they will definitely suffer from a serious illness, and there is no cure for it.

But it just so happens that this mountain of swords is enough to help him cultivate a sword gall!

Chapter 91

The mountains are full of sword forests, and Lear steps in them.

Open your mouth and breathe, the golden air soaks your body.

This is the accumulation of sword casting city for thousands of years. It is not easy to find so many swords in another place.

Practicing a sword is separated from the world, the qi of the golden essence enters the body, and the sword qi is nourished by the lungs, so that the sword qi travels through the meridians and occupies the dantian.

The lungs are originally metal, and using the lungs to warm and nourish the sword qi is destined to not live long.

Lear was inspired by Yijian Geshi, improved Yijian Geshi, and integrated it into Wanjian Guizong.

If the sword gall is refined, the ten thousand swords will return to the sect to another level.

The liver and gallbladder belong to wood, use the liver and gallbladder as the furnace, the real steel as the fire, and the thousands of swords as firewood to refine a sword gallbladder.

After repeated deliberations, Lear believed that this method was feasible, but in the process of cultivation, he would inevitably have to endure unbearable pain for ordinary people.

He chose a stone to sit down, Lear's eyes were determined, and a wave of panic swept across the sword mountain, causing Wan Jian to bow his head and groan endlessly.

He opened his mouth to breathe, and in the sword mountain, strands of golden energy were swallowed by Lear.

Around Lear, the luster on the sword began to dim, and strands of gold essence were peeled off from the surrounding sword.

Jin Qi entered his abdomen, and Lear's fair skin was as pale as a disease, without blood.

Practicing in this way, the golden qi will scurry through the meridians and acupoints in the body, as if thousands of small swords are twisting in the meridians and acupoints.

Lear's face was pale, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

This kind of pain was worse than Ling Chi who was hacked into pieces. He seemed to be walking on the verge of the [-]th floor of hell.

Enduring the pain, Lear manipulated Jin Jing into the gallbladder.

When the golden essence enters the gallbladder, Lier immediately mobilizes Zhengang in the dantian, and ignites the divine fire in the gallbladder.

With the gallbladder as the furnace and the real steel as the fire, the golden essence was smelted by the invisible and intangible divine fire, and then completely immersed in Lear's bitter gall.

Gradually, the dark green gall changed color, and was stained with a layer of gold and iron luster.

As time passed day by day, tens of thousands of sword weapons slowly lost their luster on the sword mountain, and turned into powder when the wind blew, dissipating in the sky and the earth.

as time flows.

Five months later, the sword weapons accumulated in Jiancheng City on Jianshan Mountain for thousands of years have been reduced by half.

During this period, Jianxiong sent a dumb servant to deliver food to Lear.

Seeing Lear's appearance, the dumb servant was terrified, put down the food, and his legs were weak.

It has been more than five months since Lear went to the Sword Mountain and practiced sword courage.

The dumb servant saw Lear, with his long hair hanging loose, and his shape was bony, with no flesh on his cheeks, sunken eye sockets, his whole body was like a bamboo pole, as if he would fall down if the wind blows.The sword energy came out from the pores of the skin all over his body, and the spotless white clothes had been torn apart by the sword energy, and there were still some strips of cloth hanging on Lear's body.

The dumb servant seemed to be hallucinating and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

In his eyes, Lear sitting there seemed not to be breathing or warm, and his whole body had turned into a sword, sharp and glaring, making it difficult to look directly at.

Lear opened his eyes.

He couldn't see it himself, his pair of eyes were brighter than the stars, and the shadow of the sword was reflected in them.

"It's almost done!"

Lear spoke to himself, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

Looking at the dumb servant, Lear asked, "Has anyone from Sword Forging City arrived recently?"

As soon as Lear opened his eyes, the mute servant was so frightened that he sat on the ground paralyzed, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, babbling and gesticulating to Lear.

Has Yan Zangfeng arrived at Jianjian City?

Through gestures made by the dumb servant, Lear understood.

During this period of time, Yan Zangfeng was knocked off the cliff by Ren Qianxing's palm, and then rushed to Jianzhu City by the river, where Jianxiong picked it up.

At this time, Yan Zangfeng lost his memory and was named Shui Lai by Jianxiong, and the two developed feelings for each other.

The two fell in love, and Jianxiong's daughter couldn't hide herself, and was discovered by Jianzun.But Jian Zun admired Yan Zangfeng very much, instead of blaming Jianxiong, he even planned to marry Jianxiong to Yan Zangfeng.

According to the dumb servant's gesture, in half a month, it will be the day of Yan Zangfeng and Jianxiong's wedding.

There are still half a month!

Lear's eyes flickered, he had to hurry up.

The day Yan Zangfeng and Jianxiong got married was when Ningshuangjian was born, and he had to completely refine the sword gall before Ningshuangjian was born.

Lear waved his hand, motioning the dumb servant to leave.

He looked inside his internal organs, the dark green gall had already changed color, and the white sword gall swallowed golden essence, which contained endless sword energy.

Opening his mouth and inhaling, the golden essence on the Manshan sword was sucked into his mouth by Lier.

At this stage of cultivation, the golden essence entered his body, which could no longer cause pain to Lear, and his efficiency in refining the golden essence was even more astonishing.

Sword Mountain can no longer be called Sword Mountain.

The sword forest that was originally densely packed has become almost bare.

This time, I owe Zhu Jiancheng a lot of favors!

What Lear can do is to save the lives of Jianzun's father and daughter on the day Ningshuangjian was born, and then give them certain benefits.

Otherwise, refining the sword mountain and destroying the thousands of years of accumulation in the city of Jianjian, he would feel bad about it.

In Sword Palace, Master Jian rubbed his temples, and asked Jianxiong, "Xiong'er, you mean that Lear destroyed Jianshan?"

Jianxiong nodded, "I ordered the dumb servant to bring food to brother Li. The dumb servant saw with his own eyes that brother Li opened his mouth and swallowed mouthfuls of the sword's essence. For powder."

"He is practicing a heaven-shattering divine skill! Lear himself is unfathomable, and now he has cultivated a heaven-defying divine skill. In this world, who else can restrain him? Unless the Ningshuang Sword is born and successfully controlled by us. "

"No matter how deep his skills are, no matter how amazing his supernatural powers are, he will never be able to stop the sharpness of Ningshuang Sword."

"Xiong'er, this old man is already old, and the Sword Forging City will be handed over to you sooner or later."

"Ningshuang Sword is related to the rise and fall of our Sword Forging City, there is no room for loss!"

"The old man Helen Ba got the news from somewhere, and sent Bai Yuer to be next to the old man, didn't he just want to find out when the Ningshuang Sword will be born?"

Jian Zun let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with worry.

He is not afraid of Helian Ba, nor Guan Yutian, he is afraid of Helian Ba ​​and Guan Yutian coming to grab the sword together, not to mention there is an unfathomable Lear on the sword mountain.

Jianxiong opened his mouth, intending to persuade his father to give up the Ningshuang Sword, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.The Ningshuang Sword is their 300-year painstaking effort in building the Sword City. Did they give up just because they said they would give up?

Sword Master waved his hand, put away his slump, and asked again, "Xiong'er, how is the Ningshuang Sword?"

"Father, the Ningshuang Sword has already taken shape, and it is no longer fed by blood slaves, but for some reason there is no news of its birth."

Master Jian squinted his eyes, and he couldn't figure it out. Since the sword was made, they have been feeding blood to Ningshuangjian for 300 years. Logically speaking, Ningshuangjian should have been born.

Just when Jian Zun was puzzled, the Dragon Sword Envoy came.

"Qijian Sword Master, Guan Yutian is here, see you or not?"

"Guan Yutian?"

"Even he came!"

Jian Zun's eyes widened suddenly, with an ugly expression.

The sword intent burst out from him, making the atmosphere of the sword palace depressing.

He came here for whatever he was afraid of, sure enough, the old man Guan Yutian also knew the news that Ningshuangjian was about to be born!

After pondering for a moment, Sword Master waved his hand and said to Longjian, "Go and invite Guan Yutian in. I want to see how confident he is, dare to come and grab the sword!"

Chapter 92

In the Sword Palace, the atmosphere is oppressive, and the air seems to be freezing.

Jian Zun sat high, overlooking Guan Yutian, with scrutiny in his eyes.

Guan Yutian was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and his long and narrow eyes were sharper than Jian Zun.

Ren Qianxing followed behind Guan Yutian, looking curiously at Jianxiong and Yan Zangfeng who were waiting beside Jianzun, with strange eyes.

He clearly knocked Yan Zangfeng off the cliff with a mighty dragon palm, but he didn't think Yan Zangfeng was still alive.

Ren Qianxing was still thinking about whether Yan Zangfeng had really lost his memory, or was he just pretending to be stupid.

Guan Yutian and Jianzun's eyes collided, and there was a short-term confrontation, but there was no winner.

Jian Zun put down the teacup and asked, "Guan Yutian, if you don't go to unify the martial arts world and fight for world supremacy, what's the point of coming to my sword city?"

"Come here to share the worries of Sword Master."

Guan Yu Tianma had a smile on his face, his voice was hearty, and there was an indescribable heroism and arrogance.

Jianzun narrowed his eyes, lowered his voice, and said with a sneer, "Why do you have any worries? If you are here to provoke me, you can try it. If you have no intention of provoking me, please come back."

"Dragon Sword Envoy, see off the guests!"

"Hold on."

"Jianzun, you don't have to hide it. The Ningshuang Sword has not yet been born, so you are in a hurry. Don't you want to know why the Ningshuang Sword has not yet been born?"

"why?"

Jian Zun's eyes became even colder.

Sure enough, Guan Yutian was also coveting the Ningshuang Sword.

Guan Yutian didn't care about Jianzun's indifferent tone at all. He put his hands behind his back and asked, "Jianzun, do you know that 500 years ago, the Ningshuang Sword had two swords, one named Xinjian and the other named Demon Sword, respectively. Under the control of Chess Master Sword Ancestor and Ying Shuntian?"

Sword Master didn't answer, Jianshen City started casting Ningshuangjian 300 years ago, of course he knew these secrets.

Guan Yutian didn't care about Jianzun's attitude, he had a weird smile on his face, and continued, "Jianzun, do you know that my real name is not Guan Yutian?"

"What does this have to do with the Ningshuang Sword?"

"Of course it does!"

"My name is Murong Hua, a descendant of Ying Shuntian, the No. 13 patriarch of the Demon Sword Survivor Clan. Do you think I have anything to do with Ningshuangjian?"

Sword Master finally couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up, his voice was a little urgent, and asked, "Do you know the secret of Ningshuang Sword's birth?"

Murong Hua stretched out his hand.

Ren Qianxing respectfully handed over a wooden box.

Murong Hua opened the box and took out a black black stone the size of a football. He said with a smile, "This is the Nine Dragon Stone, a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the Immortal Medicine Valley. It has the ability to bring the dead back to life. It is rumored to be a dragon ball."

Jian Zun nodded, signaling Murong Hua to continue talking.

"The Ningshuang Sword lacks the soul of the sword, so it cannot be born. This Nine Dragon Stone can inject the soul of the sword into the Ningshuang Sword."

Jian Zun suddenly realized that all doubts were solved at this moment.

Looking at Murong Hua, Sword Master said in a deep voice, "You don't give the Nine Dragon Stone because you just want to help me?"

"of course not."

"The Ningshuang Sword is the most precious treasure in the world, and I am a survivor of the Demon Sword. Of course, I have to fight for the Ningshuang Sword. I will send the Nine Dragon Stone to endow the Ningshuang Sword with a soul. When the Ningshuang Sword is born, you and I will each rely on it." How about competing for it?"