Chapter 118: Get the Battle Sword, Go Up to the Third Floor
Facing the accusation from Fairy Shunzhu, Sword Spirit felt a little ashamed.
Fairy Shunzhu is right, the cultivation of ordinary bones is much slower than the cultivation of geniuses.
Dynasty Academy has conducted tests. Under normal cultivation conditions, the cultivation speed of red jade bone is five times that of emerald jade bone. The cultivation speed of emerald jade bone is three times that of white jade bone.
The cultivation speed of white jade bones is ten times faster than the speed of residual jade bones and mortal bones!
Qi Hao's essence is mortal bones. Even if he is gifted by heaven, he is still a squirrel encountering a granary. No matter how fast he eats, he will not be able to eat the entire granary in his lifetime.
Qi Hao was able to forge his second bone in just a few months, which was extremely fast.
"You're right, it's me, Meng Lang."
The sword spirit apologized, emerged from Qi Hao's body, and returned to the sword.
He asked: "Master, what is your name?"
"Senior, do you agree that I have a fighting sword? What kind of test will I undergo?" Qi Hao couldn't help but smile happily.
"Sure enough, it is the nature of children, even happiness and anger are expressed on their faces." Sword Spirit said with a smile: "You have passed the test, but I have one more request. I hope you will take me to Wanzhan City and Siji City.
Take a turn.”
"I promise, senior!"
"Don't call me senior, I'm just a sword spirit. Just call me Sword Master. It's just that I'm seriously injured and can't wake up for a long time. I won't be able to help you much in the future. On the contrary, it's a battle.
The sword was broken. After the battle, the Extremely Bitter Beast Lord recovered some fragments and repaired them. However, there are still many fragments left outside. I have to trouble you to retrieve those fragments," Sword Spirit said.
"Senior, I will try my best to find him."
"The sword is strong, and you are also strong. I know you will try your best. What I want to remind you is that the sword cannot leave the body easily. If you leave the body, you will kill someone!"
Qi Hao was shocked and asked in confusion: "Senior, Senior Brother Jin said that the war sword is a sacred weapon, not a magic sword. Why is there this rule?"
"Of course the war sword is not a magic sword, but it is a sword. Do you know why other weapons only have the main body, but the sword has a scabbard?" Sword Spirit asked back.
Qi Hao thought about it carefully, and it seemed that except for the sword, other weapons did not have scabbards.
Spears, knives, bows, axes, hammers, even whips, sticks, clubs, and maces all have no protective gear, only the sword is the only one.
Of course, there are also some short knives and hidden weapons, but those are small weapons, and protective gear is made to avoid hurting oneself.
Sword Spirit smiled lightly and explained: "That's because the sword is the number one killing weapon. Since ancient times, there has been a rule that one must kill people after leaving the body. This is not a rule for sword fighting, but a rule for all swords. Master Fangu once said,
Whenever a sword leaves the body, either the person dies or the sword is broken! The war sword is different from other swords, and the fighting spirit is soaring. If it is a sparring match, there is no need to draw the sword. Only life and death can leave the body."
"Junior understands."
Only then did Qi Hao draw his sword.
When the war sword was in hand, it vibrated continuously and made buzzing sounds. The fighting spirit in the body boiled again, and there was a faint tendency to merge with the war sword.
The scabbard of a war sword is much lighter and thinner than an ordinary scabbard, but its weight is about ten times heavier than an ordinary scabbard.
"The sharp edge of the war sword is revealed. As time goes by, the scabbard is assimilated. The war sword does not need to be unsheathed, and it can still kill people."
The sword spirit said tiredly: "I'm tired and need to fall asleep again. Master, wake me up when you go out."
After giving instructions, the sword spirit merged into the sword and fell into a deep sleep again.
Qi Hao looked at the war sword repeatedly, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Holding it in the hand, although it is heavy, it seems to be connected with the mind, and it is waved like an arm.
"Senior Brother Jin, I pulled out the sword. It's much easier than I thought... Hey, Senior Brother Jin, why are you sitting on the ground?"
Qi Hao then looked at Senior Brother Jin and found that Senior Brother Jin was sitting on the ground, completely imageless.
"I've been waiting for too long, I'm tired."
Senior Brother Jin quickly got up from the ground and returned to his graceful appearance.
He had stood up just now, but when he saw Qi Hao pulling out his sword, he fell to the ground again.
"I thought it would take a long time, junior brother, but I didn't want it to be so quick. I thought the sword spirit recognized junior brother. Junior brother, let's go to the third floor and take you to find the third opportunity."
Senior Brother Jin put his hands behind his back and climbed up the steps.
The third floor is not much different from the first and second floors.
It's just that there is nothing on the third floor, not even the decorations on the walls, only misty clouds.
"The third test is breathing and breathing cultivation. As for the opportunity, I don't know and I haven't seen it before." Senior Brother Jin explained.
"Then how does it count as passing the assessment?" Qi Hao asked in surprise.
Not seeing the opportunity, Qi Hao not only did not feel disappointed at all, but also became more sophisticated. The more mysterious it is, the more powerful and special this opportunity is.
"I don't know what an opportunity is or how to get it. I only know that you need to practice here. Maybe you can get an opportunity during your cultivation. Maybe you can practice here all your life.
You can't even see the shadow of chance. You go in, I can't enter, so I'll go downstairs and wait for you."
After saying that, Senior Brother Jin closed the door, locked Qi Hao inside, and went downstairs alone.
He didn't dare to watch it anymore because he didn't want to be stimulated anymore.
Once upon a time, he was also a genius of the generation, attracting everyone's attention.
Being able to be the only person to survive when the city was destroyed is enough to show how powerful he is.
But he found that he could only be regarded as a foil in front of Qi Hao.
"I hope he can create miracles and pass the exam quickly, so that I can meet my adoptive father earlier. It's been really boring to be with a group of fools every day for tens of thousands of years."
Thinking of this, Senior Brother Jin couldn't help but look forward to it. How long will it take for Qi Hao to get the opportunity?
Ten days? Seven days? Or three days?
Senior Brother Jin walked out of the palace and looked into the distance. The group was fighting again.
"Fight, let's fight. Anyway, your new master is here, so I don't need to take care of it anymore." Senior Brother Jin found a place, sat down cross-legged, and waited.
On the third floor, Qi Hao was also sitting cross-legged, breathing and practicing.
These clouds are not ordinary clouds, but almost substantial spiritual energy.
As soon as he started practicing, these clouds and mist couldn't wait to get into his body, looking a little impatient.
"The opportunity left by the Extremely Suffering Beast Lord to future generations was supposed to go through a difficult test. However, when I came here, the back door was opened time and time again."
Qi Hao knew that these clouds were eager to penetrate into his body, not because of himself, but because of the genius in his body.
He also knew that if it weren't for the aura of the Extremely Bitter Beast Lord, he wouldn't be able to get in. Once he got in, he wouldn't be guarded by the fighting spirit of the city guards.
In that case, insisting on it for three days is indeed very risky.
Similarly, if it weren't for the aura of the Extremely Bitter Beast Lord, it wouldn't wake up the sword spirit, and it wouldn't be that easy to pull out the sword.
With three-point opportunities, he easily got two of them without really paying much price.
Now, he has a feeling that there may be no need to pay for this third opportunity. Because this opportunity may very well be the suffering beast himself.