The disciples of Zhenwu Shengzong are still under great pressure, and many disciples spend their sleeping time practicing.
In fact, after warriors enter the heavenly path, as their realm improves, the time they need to sleep will become less and less.
Even in the later stages, it is possible for many people to retreat for at least a few years to as many as a hundred years.
Looking at the pitch-black night, a few stars dotted the sky.
Xu Zimo is going to wash the sword in the pool.
The Sword Washing Pond is a holy place within the Zhenwu Holy Sect. It is very helpful in activating the spirituality of weapons.
Xu Zimo went to his father and asked for a token. This token was specially used to enter and exit the sword washing pool.
For ordinary disciples, if they want to enter the sword washing pool, they need a huge amount of contribution points.
As for a second-generation official like Xu Zimo, he actually doesn't have to worry about contribution value at all.
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There are high-level formations around the sword-washing pool, which were originally set up by the seventh elder himself. If his cultivation level has not reached the realm of the holy veins, there is only a dead end if he breaks in.
Xu Zimo came to the formation. At the front of the formation was a big tree. There was a place in the trunk of the big tree that was completely hollowed out.
Xu Zimo placed the token in the hollowed-out tree hole. In just an instant, the spiritual energy around him surged, and streams of white mist filled the open space in front of him.
In addition to the defensive formations, there are also some blocking fog formations around the sword washing pool.
The fog formation in front automatically opened a hole, and Xu Zimo walked in.
When walking into the Sword Washing Pond, the scenes inside were all in a vast expanse of white, and nothing could be seen.
Xu Zimo knew that the white gas inside was not white mist, but a spiritual energy that warmed and nourished weapons.
He continued to walk forward, and he could already hear the sound of running water in front of him, and the ground under his feet was a little soft.
Xu Zimo slowly pulled Ba Ying out of its sheath, and then saw all the spiritual energy around him rushing towards the blade.
After walking for about five minutes, the sight in front of Xu Zimo gradually became clearer, and the white gas in the air also dissipated a lot.
Ahead is a lake. The water is crystal clear and seems to be transparent. In the center of the lake, there are a few green lotuses growing quietly.
The pink lotus exudes a fragrant aroma. The lotus has eight petals. It is rooted at the bottom of the lake and transports streams of light green liquid into the lake.
Coming out of the mud but not stained, washing the clear ripples without being evil,
This green lotus has a proud fragrance, which makes people feel particularly pure and holy, as if it is not a common thing in the world.
Each of the eight petals is of eight colors, white, black, yellow, red, blue, purple, gray, and green.
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Next to the lake, there is a particularly huge stone. The stone is light blue in color, smooth and delicate, and the stripes on the surface are engraved with the shapes of countless weapons.
There are swords, guns, clubs, axes, axes, hooks and forks, all kinds of weapons are available.
Xu Zimo slowly sat on the edge of the lake, placed Ba Ying on the scimitar stripes on the stone, and then splashed some water from the lake with his hand.
Start rubbing the machete on the rocks.
There is a rustling sound and the sound of sharpening the knife.
When the friction started, Ba Ying's blade became brighter and brighter, and some dim white light began to emit from it.
This friction seemed to have a certain charm, Xu Zimo slowly closed his eyes.
The surroundings seemed very quiet, only the sound of sharpening knives echoed in the air.
There was darkness before his eyes.
Suddenly, a flash of white light filled his mind. When the white light dissipated, the image of a knife suddenly appeared in his mind.
Although he closed his eyes, the appearance of the knife was extremely clear. It seemed that even if he put the knife in front of his eyes, he could not see it clearly at this moment.
What exactly is a knife?
Xu Zimo once heard a saying that a knife is a killing knife, and swordsmanship is a killing technique.
Xu Zimo felt that the shape of the knife was becoming clearer and clearer in his mind. He was not seeing it with his eyes, but feeling it with his heart.
To stimulate the spirituality of weapons, it does not directly give the weapons the same consciousness as humans, but rather gives the weapons ignorant and simple thinking.
Let it recognize its owner.
When you inspire the spirituality of a weapon, it can be used as freely as your arm.
It may be able to become a part of you, rather than the unfamiliar feeling of relying on external objects.
As the weapons transform little by little, and even after they grow into real weapons of the emperor, their thinking and consciousness will become more and more mature, and they will even be no different from humans.
At that time, no one else can use other people's weapons except their recognized owners.
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"In this life, how about you follow me to conquer Hengyu, crush the sky, carry the destiny, overlook all sentient beings, and have another good fight?" Xu Zimo murmured to himself, his voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
What awakens.
Then he saw the image of the knife in his mind suddenly enlarged, and it was exactly the shape of Ba Ying.
The scimitar began to tremble. It seemed that the knife being rubbed in the hand was trembling, and it also seemed that the scimitar behind the head was trembling.
Or maybe both.
A white aura shimmered from Ba Ying's head, and Ba Ying began to reborn in the vast white light.
It was originally just a mortal weapon, but now it has completely evolved into a yellow-level weapon.
The curvature of the blade seemed to be more inclined, and the black color on it became pure, as if it was shining with black light.
On the pitch black knife handle, the shape of a shadow dragon loomed.
Xu Zimo looked at the new Ba Ying with satisfaction, smiled and inserted the scimitar into the scabbard.
The process went very smoothly. In fact, he could activate Ba Ying even without the help of the Sword Washing Pool, but it only cost some Zhou Zhang.
Before leaving, Xu Zimo took a look at the green lotuses in the center of the lake.
"Thirteenth on the list of wonders in the world, Ten Thousand Blue Lotus."
The name of Qinglian sounds very domineering, but in fact its function is relatively simple, which is to produce this kind of holy water that helps weapons activate their spirituality.
However, it is said that there are eight Wandao Qinglian in total, just like the color of its eight petals.
The lotus in the sword-washing pool of the Zhenwu Saint Sect is just one of the green lotuses. It is said that if all eight green lotuses are gathered together, they can compete for the top spot on the list of rare objects in the world.
It is recorded in the historical records of the Zhenwu Holy Sect that Empress Hongtian once gathered together these eight Ten Thousand Dao Green Lotuses.
But later, for unknown reasons, she only left the Qinglian behind before ascending, and the other seven were missing.
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After Xu Zimo put Ba Ying into the scabbard, he left the sword washing pool.
After the weapon has advanced to the yellow level, it is time to start raising the weapon.
The methods of raising weapons are widely spread and diverse. As for what kind of weapons you want in the future, you must choose the corresponding method of raising weapons.
