Two disciples wearing outer sect clothes were carrying a young man. The young man looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. His chest was stained with blood, his face was blue, and he had passed out.
"Damn it, it's not good for this kid to offend anyone, but he offended Senior Brother Zhang. Is Senior Brother Zhang easy to mess with? He got slapped and became like this."
"That's right, it doesn't matter if he seeks death himself, it's really unlucky for us two brothers to have to work hard to carry him back."
The two disciples complained endlessly, and soon they arrived at the door of a dilapidated hut, opened the door, threw the young man in, and then they patted their butts and left.
The young man was lying on the cold ground, his chest no longer rising and falling, and his breathing was more inhaled and less out. He looked like he was dying.
Suddenly, the originally peaceful space rippled slightly, and a dark crack quietly emerged. The aura of destruction filled the air, and a jet-black stream of light burst out of the crack with a bead in it. After circling the room, it suddenly paused.
, as if he saw the young man lying on the ground, the stream of light immediately flew towards the young man and penetrated from above his head.
The bead of unknown material was even more strange. It was neither gold nor jade. It was suspended in the sky above the young man. It filled the air with soft rays of light and enveloped the young man. Under the radiance, the young man's injuries were visible to the naked eye.
Speed recovery.
However, the effect of this bead seemed to be far more than that. The boy's body began to become crystal clear, and the internal bones could be seen. What was extremely mysterious was that his bones were also glowing slightly. After a long time, the bead seemed to have exhausted its internal energy.
, melted and crashed into the young man's Dantian.
"Well……"
The young man put his hands on the floor and slowly climbed up. At first, his eyes were still hazy and full of chaos. Gradually, his eyes became clear and became extremely deep, like a vast ocean.
"I was still careless... My majestic Taichu Sword Master Pang Jian has fallen to this point." Pang Jian looked at his hands and murmured to himself, "I didn't expect that the forbidden technique's backlash was so severe that it actually caused my body to explode.
Broken, the soul was also seriously injured. But again, the forbidden technique that killed five sword masters in one blow, how could the backlash be so small." As he spoke, he shook his head, seeming to be amused by his own greed.
But then, he clenched his hands tightly.
"But everything is worth it. I can feel...this body is full of amazing potential. The shackles that troubled me before will no longer exist." He felt his body carefully, and the corners of his mouth curved.
radian.
"What is the name of the original owner of this body?" He scratched his head and seemed to be struggling to recall, "Weizong, right? He is an outer disciple of the Xuanyun Sect, but why is he so miserable?"
Pang Jian looked at the dilapidated hut he was in. The house was not dirty. It could be seen that the original owner of the house was a tidy person. However, the facilities were a bit crude. There was only one bed and one table.
, a chair, nothing more.
Pang Jian was a little confused and continued to look through the memories of this unlucky guy whose body was taken away from him.
"So that's it." He thought thoughtfully.
It turns out that Wei Zong's background is pretty good. His parents are both elders of Xuanyun Sect, and his father is the chief formation master of the sect, with a respected status. Under the protection of his parents, although he did not show any outstanding talents, he has always been a master of martial arts.
There is no shortage of resources for practicing cultivation.
Unfortunately, such good days came to an end two years ago. The Feiyun Sect, which had a feud with the Xuanyun Sect, came to the door. The mountain-protecting formation that had been maintained by his father suddenly had problems. Feiyun's disciples marched straight in and directly
The mountain gate of Xuanyun Sect was sealed.
That battle was the closest the Xuanyun Sect came to annihilation. Everyone from the disciples to the elders suffered heavy casualties. Wei Zong’s parents also died in that battle. Later, it was the Xuanyun Sect’s elder who broke through and forced them to retreat.
Feiyun Sect's attack allowed the sect to be saved.
After the war, due to the mistakes of Wei Zong's father, the sect was almost destroyed. Wei Zong was naturally implicated. At that time, Wei Zong was almost beaten to death by the angry elder Zhang of the execution hall, but it was the elder who took action and he was saved.
he.
However, all his family's resources were confiscated by the sect, including his father's formation map, formation materials, etc., and all of these were handed over to a later formation master.
After that, Wei Zong's life began to become difficult. Due to his parents, he was ostracized everywhere in the sect. Even the regularly distributed training resources were withheld. Coupled with his not very outstanding talent,
In the past two years, his cultivation level has not improved at all, and he is still stuck in the bone tempering realm.
Today, Zhang Yuan was disrespectful to Wei Zong's parents. Wei Zong was really angry, so he rushed to argue with him. Unexpectedly, he was slapped by Zhang Yuan, seriously injured on the spot, and then the space was torn apart.
The spirit of the time directly seized the body.
After clearing his thoughts, Pang Jian's eyes became dark again.
"Zhang Xinyuan, in charge of the execution hall, Zhang Yuan... is interesting."
"But since I took away your body, I will avenge you, including your parents, and I will also investigate clearly. From now on, Wei Zong is me, and I am Wei Zong."
After saying this, Pang Jian, or Wei Zong, felt that his soul was inexplicably relaxed, and most of the resentment that had remained on his soul due to the seizure of his body had dissipated.
"It's really troublesome to seize the body. It seems that the remaining resentment can be completely dissipated only after helping him to avenge the cause and effect."
"But..." He felt the body's cultivation, his expression moved, and he suddenly thought of something.
"I remember that I obtained a very interesting skill before, called the Immortal Sword Body?"
The Immortal Sword Body is a unique technique of the Immortal Sword Sect, a powerful force in the sword world. The name was so domineering, but it was a pity that it offended him. After he became strong enough, he destroyed it directly and even took away the technique.
The interesting thing about this technique is that it needs to build its foundation in the body refining realm. After practicing it to perfection, you can achieve an immortal sword body. Not only is it indestructible to all methods, but it also has an amazing affinity for the sword. When using the sword, you can exert
The lethality is more powerful.
Unfortunately, although this technique is powerful, it also has disadvantages, that is, it consumes a lot of resources. The resources required in the future are more terrifying. Although almost every disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect has supplemented this technique, but there is no
Only one person can achieve perfection, otherwise Wei Cong would not be able to kill him so easily.
In the past, Wei Zong also tried to practice this technique, but the resources required behind this technique were too staggering. In the early stage, it was of little help to him as a sword master, so he left it behind.
, then suddenly thought of it.
Practicing this technique in the normal physical training realm requires the assistance of spiritual stones. Although he does not have spiritual stones now, it does not mean that he cannot practice.
His method is to use his soul to transport spiritual energy. Although it is a little less efficient than spiritual stones, it is still a method of cultivation. Although his soul is pitifully weak now, compared with when it was at its peak, it is the difference between a grain of light and a bright sun.
, but as a former sword master, transporting spiritual energy is as simple as eating and drinking.
Thinking of this, he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to move the immortal sword body.