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Chapter 381

Under Yun Changqing's leadership, Chu Xingyun and others came to the deepest part of the secret realm.

This is a mountainous land with high peaks standing around it, each of which stands tall and towering into the clouds, making people feel insignificant.

"Here!" Yun Changqing suddenly said.

Suddenly, the ten people looked forward. A huge divine pool surrounded by the mountains, which was more than a hundred meters long and wide. The water of the pool was like stars, slowly flowing, raising layers of starlight.

"Is this the sword washing pool?" Teng Qing's eyes were a little straight, and his heart was beating even harder.

Not only him, but everyone's mind became excited.

The sword washing pool only appeared once a hundred years. The rumors about it have long been well known. At this moment, they finally saw this legendary pool.

Chu Xingyun also stared at the sword washing pool, but part of his mind entered the spiritual sea and carefully observed the changes in half of the sword body.

Sure enough, as he got closer to the sword washing pool, the resonance of the half-sword body became stronger, and the sword body trembled slightly, vaguely emitting a dazzling light.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the other half of the sword body is in the sword washing pool!" Chu Xingyun murmured in his heart, his eyes with a splendid light, penetrated the clouds and mist and fell on the sword washing pool.

Knock!

Yun Changqing stopped her body and steadily fell down.

He stood in front, pressed down with his hands, signaling everyone to stop, and then said, "This is where the sword washing pool is. Before entering the sword washing pool, I have a few words to say."

Upon hearing this, the crowd was excited and listened to the past with concentration.

"The sword washing pool has been passed down for thousands of years. The pool water in this pool has some mysterious power. Anyone who enters will change its martial spirit and transform it into a sword spirit."

Hearing this, the crowd nodded repeatedly, and it was obvious that they had known this for a long time.

"The so-called sword washing means using the water of the sword pool to wash the sword spirit, thereby condensing various sword intents. This sword intent can communicate with the world. The higher the level, the greater the potential, and the higher the future achievements."

Yun Changqing paused and continued: "The existence of the Sword Washing Pool can condense the sword intent to the greatest extent, thereby increasing the level of the Sword Intent. After ten people, the Sword Washing Pool will disappear, and it will only appear after another hundred years."

Speaking of this, everyone suddenly realized.

Anyone who enters Wanjian Pavilion can transform the martial spirit into a sword spirit, and cleanse the sword spirit, condense the sword spirit into a sword intent.

However, there are also differences in strength and weakness in the cleaning sword spirit.

The top ten seats can enter the sword washing pool and wash the sword spirit to the greatest extent. The level of sword intent will be higher, which will be of great help to future practice.

As for others, they can only rely on themselves to cleanse the sword spirit.

By comparison, it can be determined at a glance which one is better or worse.

However, the sword intent comes from talent, and its level is also attributed to the strength of talent. The role of the sword washing pool only stimulates all the potential of the warrior and will not cause any essential changes.

"Sword intent is divided into three, six and nine levels, the lowest level one and the highest level nine. If you can reach the fifth level, you will be called a sword genius. If you are qualified to become a disciple of the sword master, and if you are in the seventh level, you will be a sword genius. Even the Pavilion Master will have high hopes." Yun Changqing raised his tone, and his voice was particularly solemn.

Level 5 sword intent is a genius and can become a disciple of the sword master!

The seventh-level sword intent is a genius, and even the head of the Pavilion is moved!

The crowd remembered these two sentences deeply, and the passion in his heart was completely mobilized, and he couldn't wait to enter the sword washing pool and condense his own sword intent.

"What can I do at the ninth level?" At this time, Chu Xingyun's voice sounded, causing curiosity to surge on the faces of the crowd, and they all looked at Yun Changqing.

"There are very rare people with level nine sword intent. My Wanjian Pavilion has been passed down for thousands of years, and only one person has appeared. At this moment, his status is no longer below me. He is the favorite disciple of the Pavilion Master." Yun Changqing looked at Chu Xingyun and said with a little emotion.

"That person is in Wanjian Pavilion?" Teng Qing exclaimed. Hearing Yun Changqing's words, the man with level nine sword intent was not an ancient person. He was in Wanjian Pavilion, and he was also a disciple of the master of Wanjian Pavilion.

"After you enter Wanjian Pavilion, you will naturally have the chance to meet him." Yun Changqing pondered for a moment and said seriously: "However, I would like to advise you that it is best not to interact with that person, otherwise you will have life worries at any time."

"Um?"

The crowd's eyes slightly shook, all of whom were scared by Yun Changqing's words. Is that person so dangerous?

"It's almost time, you guys go in." Yun Changqing looked at the sky, swept forward with his palms, and a gentle force burst out, sending ten people into the sword washing pool.

Buzz!

The moment ten people entered the sword washing pool, the entire pool began to ripple, and mysterious forces covered the sword washing pool, like clouds, making it difficult to see the other party clearly.

Chu Xingyun sat cross-legged and let the pool water wash his body. The sword of Wuling suddenly burst out, and the light filled it, and it actually merged into the pool water, making a sound of joy.

Here, the martial spirit can be cleansed, and the martial artist's understanding of swordsmanship is clearer, as if he can touch the world anytime and anywhere, and it feels very mysterious.

Just as Chu Xingyun was amazed, a huge roar sound came, and the pool water rolled, and the cloud that covered the void was torn apart, revealing a huge black-horned black turtle, with black light spreading, and the aura was as heavy as a mountain.

There were countless shimmer lights accompanying this black-horned black turtle. These lights lingered around the black-horned black turtle. The light squirmed, which made the black-horned black turtle slowly shrink and transform into the shape of a sword.

Finally, the huge black-horned black turtle phantom no longer exists. Instead, it is a heavy sword of black turtle. The sword pattern is like a turtle shell, exuding a thick aura. It looks like a mountain, suppressing the entire void, and the hilt of the sword is the head of the black turtle, in a long roaring posture.

"Hu Xuan, the sword intention is Xuan Turtle Chongshan, and it ranks at level 4!"

Yun Changqing's voice came slowly, and then the black turtle heavy sword disappeared. A young man wearing heavy armor swept into the void and left the sword washing pool with some reluctance.

The sword washing pool can condense the sword intent to the greatest extent.

This person's sword intent is a mountain, and he ranks at level 4. He is only one step away from becoming a disciple of the sword master. Naturally, he is unwilling to accept it.

After the young man left, the sword washing pool returned to tranquility, but everyone was full of energy in their hearts, closed their eyes and concentrated their minds, and tried their best to cleanse the sword spirit and condense the sword intent.

"Sword Intent is a swordsman talent. The higher the talent, the higher the level of swordsmanship. In this way, I am very curious about what my sword intent will be, and can its level break through to the top of level nine?"

A hint of curiosity appeared on Chu Xingyun's face.

Then, he closed his eyes and sank into the sword washing pool, and entered a state of retreat in the endless pool water.
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