"Junior brother...save...save me..." Although the hoarse voice was low, it became increasingly powerful.

After hearing the call for help, Chen Qiang came to his senses and realized that the monk who was holding him was wearing a moon-white robe from the Sword Sect, with a small silver sword embroidered on his chest, representing the outer disciple of the other Sword Sect.

identity.

Seeing that it was one of his own, Chen Qiang calmed down instantly, then held the other person's hand and comforted him: "Senior brother, don't worry, I will carry you out of the battlefield right away."

After that, he took a water bottle from his body and handed it to the other person's mouth.

This is filled with the sect's special liquid "Life is Endless", which has analgesic and healing effects, so that when the corpse-moving disciples meet the surviving disciples, they can breathe a sigh of relief.

This Sword Sect disciple obviously knew this, so he took two swigs, and then smiled gratefully at Chen Qiang.

Chen Qiang was also very happy. The achievement of rescuing a Qi Practitioner on the battlefield was equivalent to carrying a hundred corpses. This also made him look forward to the Great Elder of the Outer Sect three days later.

He has decided to redeem the detoxification pill first to improve his current appearance as a consumptive ghost, and then see if he can redeem it for this practice method.

If he is lucky enough to be able to embark on the path of cultivation, even if he is just a Five Elements Miscellaneous Spiritual Root, at least he will no longer have to be so worried about moving corpses on the battlefield.

call out!--

Just when Chen Qiang was about to carry the surviving senior brother on his back, a sword energy suddenly burst out from the pile of corpses not far away, targeting the two of them.

Immediately afterwards.

Chen Qiang suddenly felt the strength of his senior brother's arms in his hands, and his body moved involuntarily.

"Fuck!"

"You are trying to use me as a human shield, Pill!!"

The breath of death is approaching. Under this sword energy, Chen Qiang, who has not yet begun to practice qi, can only wait for death.

boom!--

Chen Qiang stared blankly at the air waves generated by the violent explosion not far away as the sword qi slashed behind him. What he thought in his mind was not that he would survive the disaster, but that it was unbelievable.

He thought that he would be used as a human shield by his senior brother, but he didn't expect that he would be sent out of the attack range of the sword energy.

I have the heart of a villain, trying to save the heart of a gentleman!

"Brother!!!"

Chen Qiang shouted emotionally, "True love will always be seen in life and death. At this moment, he only regretted that he had no cultivation skills and could not help his senior brother to avenge himself."

"Ahem...Junior brother, be careful."

When the smoke and dust dispersed, the senior brother was half-kneeling on the ground, and a long sword emitting blue light was swinging in front of him.

On the opposite side of the pile of corpses, a figure also stood up tremblingly, it was a disciple of Fenxiang Valley.

Chen Qiang tried to straighten his back in order to see more clearly. This was the first time he saw monks fighting in this world. His excitement completely overshadowed the fear in his heart at this moment.

Moreover, the senior brother on his side, with his long sword floating in the void and guarding him in front of him, turned out to be a foundation-building monk, who was already the top combat power in the outer sect.

On the opposite side, the sword in his hand was flying towards him. Although he was extremely fast, he could not control the sword after all. He was just a Qi-training monk.

really.

The sword in front of Brother Jian Zong buzzed, and the next moment it turned into a stream of light and rushed away, leaving only a light blue tail in the void.

boom!--

With a flash of sword light, the Fenxiang Valley disciples were smashed into dregs by the sword, and their remaining limbs and pieces of flesh were scattered all over the ground.

"puff..."

Before Chen Qiang could celebrate, the Jianzong brother who had just killed the opponent with a crushing posture suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. Chen Qiang jumped up and hurriedly stepped forward to help the slumped senior brother.

"Senior brother, hurry up and take a few more sips of 'Life is Everlasting'!" Chen Qiang said while handing over the kettle.

"It's useless, junior brother." Senior brother held down the kettle in Chen Qiang's hand, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he managed to smile: "I don't have much time, I have something to ask of you, junior brother, please help me."

Then, before Chen Qiang could answer, he hurriedly said: "That is my family's ancestral sword 'Zhuo Lang'. I hope my junior brother can help me return it to my family, okay?"

Hearing this, Chen Qiang quickly nodded in agreement: "Well, don't worry, senior brother, if I don't die, I will definitely help you achieve it!"

Brother Jianzong had a smile of relief on his face, stretched out his left hand with difficulty, patted Chen Qiang's shoulder, then slowly closed his eyes, and his breath gradually disappeared.

"Brother!!!"

Chen Qiang screamed in grief.

But his senior brother has left, and all he can do is fulfill his last wish.

Immediately, he raised his head and glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on a certain location.

There was a piece of blue light there, looming, and as expected, it should be the senior brother's sword.

Thinking about it, Chen Qiang walked over.

Sure enough, it was the Zhuolang Sword. When I took the sword into my hands, I felt a slight coolness coming from the hilt, and then I suddenly felt dizzy in my mind.

In a trance.

Chen Qiang seemed to hear countless crisp sword sounds, and then saw a thread-bound ancient book called "The Record of Famous Swords" appearing in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the ancient book opened several pages on its own, and a sword appeared on it.

The blue sword body, the wavy sword grid, and the hilt are engraved with complex inscriptions.

[Famous Sword: Zhuo Lang

Rarity: Two and a half stars (out of ten stars)

Quality: Qipinxuan

Sword skill: Jingtao

Fit:10%

Income: 10 experience points/day]

The following is some introduction about the famous sword Zhuolang:

The name of the sword is Zhuolang. It was made from the essence of the deep sea. It took seven, seven and forty-nine days to forge. It belongs to the Xie family in Haicheng, Daqian Town. The sword has a blade of three feet and three inches and a net weight of eighteen kilograms and six taels (take Baidu as 1 foot = 33

centimeter)

Jian Zhi said: The sea is calmed by the ever-lasting sound, and the waves break without ever returning.

As an inexplicable voice finished reciting the sword's will, Chen Qiang completely woke up from his trance.

A strong sense of surprise and excitement replaced the previous sadness and grief.

"Golden gold gold...gold finger?!"

Recalling it again in his mind, the Book of Famous Swords appeared again. Chen Qiang checked the preface page and confirmed that it was correct.

In "The Record of Famous Swords", any sword obtained by Chen Qiang can be included in the Record of Famous Swords. Depending on the rarity and quality of the corresponding famous sword, it will provide him with varying degrees of benefits.

For example, the Zhuolang Sword is of the first grade, and each grade is divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Yellow. The seventh grade of Xuan is already a very precious sword for a foundation-building monk.

You must know that in Chen Qiang's memory, the realms of cultivation in this world are: Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, void refining, integration, Mahayana, overcoming tribulations...

A seventh-grade sword is enough for a golden elixir monk to use.

In addition to the 10 points of Japanese experience, this Zhuolang Sword also has a sword skill. However, from the information Chen Qiang has learned so far, the compatibility is only 10%, which is obviously not enough to use this sword skill.

However, he still needed to figure out how to improve the fit. However, through the introduction page, he learned that when the fit reached 50%, he could retrieve the Zhuolang Sword from the Famous Swords Book.

At least Chen Qiang didn't have to worry about breaking his trust, and through Zhuo Langjian's introduction, he avoided the trouble of investigating the identity of this senior brother after the war.

Can't wait to open the page that belongs to him.

[Sword Master: Chen Qiang (dying)

Strength: None (0/10)

Sword Skill: None

Available experience points: 0]

Good guy, this simple and clear panel made Chen Qiang speechless.

However, his goal is now very clear. He will wait for a day and see what effect the experience points will have after he increases them.

The pace of carrying the corpse became much more brisk, and then he drove the legal vehicle all the way back to Liuyun Town.

After placing all the corpses in the Yizhuang courtyard, Chen Qiang locked himself in the room and waited for a long time.

finally!
Chapter completed!