This cave that has existed since before the establishment of the Sword Sect is not considered luxurious, but it appears to be quite ancient. After all, it has spanned nearly ten thousand years of history, and successive sect leaders have practiced in it.
"Come in." Before Yuan Futu could call, Jian Twelve's voice had already come.
Yuan Futu shrugged his shoulders and walked in cautiously. He saw clouds and mist inside, and translucent strange rocks hanging from the dome. Under the light that penetrated the rock peaks, they showed bright and magnificent colors, a dazzling array of colors.
, embellish this ancient cave as if it were a beautiful palace.
However, what shocked him the most was the vitality of heaven and earth inside. It seemed that the roots of all spiritual veins were hidden inside, making the vitality extremely rich. There must also be many formations for gathering energy imprinted in it. Practicing in this way must be twice the result with half the effort.
"Good fellow, when you succeed in your cultivation, you will definitely find a cave to live in, and then live there with Wan'er. Wouldn't it be carefree and happy?" Yuan Futu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
At this time, Jian Twelve was sitting cross-legged on a futon. Behind him was a sculpture of a sword. It was simple and unpretentious, straight up, and penetrated the entire dome. The sharp meaning emanating from it made people dare not look at it.
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"Buddha, please see the Twelve Sect Masters of Sword." Yuan Futu cupped his hands. As a senator, he naturally did not have to kneel down.
Jian Twelve's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and his eyes wandered over him, as if everything was clear to him, and he said: "The effect of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure is more powerful than I imagined. I didn't expect it to be so fast."
I will help your Yuanshenhai recover as before and become stronger than ever."
Yuan Futu knew that nothing could be hidden from this unpredictable sect leader, so he briefly explained the matter of absorbing the spirit pill, but omitted the details of killing the spirit beast. After all, he had lost consciousness at that time and was also reincarnated.
The functions of the eyes are also kept secret.
Jian Twelve was a little surprised by this almost perverted absorption method, and said: "The Chaos Spiritual Treasure was penetrated into your flesh and blood by Li Cangtian and cannot be separated. It is now hidden in the Yuanshen Sea and will follow you.
It will gradually grow stronger as it grows, and perhaps you will be able to see the true appearance of this spiritual treasure when you reach the Dharma God realm."
After listening to this explanation, Yuan Futu gradually understood that after this chaotic spiritual treasure melted into blood and flesh, it was like degenerating from a finished product into an embryo. It would gradually return to its original appearance as he advanced, and would exist in the spiritual treasure.
The power will gradually awaken, so there is no need to worry about the sudden release of the power of the Lingbao causing irreparable damage to the body.
Regarding the matter of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, Jian Twelve did not say much, and said with a kind smile: "Sword Master Xiaonan is a very powerful Spiritual Treasure forger, and his cultivation in formations has also reached the realm of transformation. You are here
You will definitely learn a lot of useful things from him, I believe he has already taken you to the Sword Tomb."
Yuan Futu nodded. It seemed that nothing that happened in the Tianxuan Sword Sect could be hidden from him. He said, "After seeing the Jingshen Formation, I also know the secret of the Sword Tomb."
Jian Twelve said in a calm tone: "Then do you want to know why the Wang Jian is so powerful that all the sect leaders in the past have not dared to use it to cut off foreign lands for the Sword Sect and create a whole world?"
"Why...why?" Yuan Futu really couldn't understand. The first sect leader could destroy more than a dozen surrounding sects overnight with Wang Jian, but why all the subsequent sect leaders just watched the decline of the sword sect.
, and did not use this magic sword to cause any disturbance in the imperial court.
"Because it is a demon sword." Jian Twelve said meaningfully: "Using the King Sword is equivalent to becoming a demon, and once you become a demon, you will not be able to turn back."
"Mo... do you mean the Heavenly Demon Sect?" Yuan Futu said with some confusion.
However, Jian Twelve shook his head and said: "The Heavenly Demon Sect cultivates demons, but they are not real demons. Just like we cultivate to become gods, but we are not gods yet. Only when we break through the realm of returning to gods can we be considered immortal.
A step forward on the road, the first sect leader forged a real demon bone into the King Sword. Mastering the power of the King Sword is equivalent to mastering the power of the real demon."
When Yuan Futu heard this, he couldn't help but gasped and said, "What will happen if you become a demon?"
"I don't know, I have never been a demon, but after the first sect leader used the power of the king's sword to destroy more than a dozen sects, he fell into the devil's path. He built a sword tomb in a limited time and exhausted his soul.
He set up a great formation that shocked the gods, and then suppressed it with the Qingfeng Sword. He died not long after that. Everyone thought he died on the road of cultivation. It was rumored that he suffered a catastrophe when he broke through to the realm of returning to the gods. But in fact, he
Before the natural disaster came, he had been eroded to death by the power of Wang Jian."
Yuan Futu was stunned and said, "Is it for this reason that the first sect leader made that iron law before he died?"
"Yes, if we could be like the first sect master and exchange one life for the power of the King's Sword, I think every sect master would pull it out without hesitation, but we don't have the power to arrange a stunning formation.
It is even more impossible to suppress him in the sword tomb with a Qingfeng sword. He is afraid that he has become possessed and lost his mind, which will only bring trouble to the sword sect. Therefore, even if the sword sect declines, as long as it is not on the verge of extinction, Wang Jian will
Never pull it up!"
After listening to this story, Yuan Futu finally understood the real horror of that magic sword, and he couldn't help but feel sweat on his back.
Seeing his lost look, Jian Twelve smiled calmly and said, "Why did you come to the cave to find me this time?"
Yuan Futu came to his senses immediately and said resolutely: "I want to go to the Tongtian Sword Tower!"
Jian Twelve frowned slightly and said: "Do you want to practice there? The Tongtian Sword Tower is a place where sword masters, law enforcers and elders are tested. Even the formations on the first level are extremely overbearing and fierce. With your current situation
I’m afraid the realm is not quite suitable yet.”
"If you don't push yourself to the limit, how can you grow? Isn't that what cultivation is like? If I hadn't exhausted all the energy in my life pearl at that time, I wouldn't have been able to reach the realm of the middle stage of Hunyuan." Yuan Futu said plainly.
There was a bit of stubbornness in his words.
Jian Twelve could see that he had made up his mind, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Is it about that bet?"
Yuan Futu did not answer directly and said: "I just want to earn some face for Elder Fang at the sword discussion conference. I don't want people to think that this elder is weak and like a waste."
Jian Twelve smiled and said: "If Fang really sees you like this, I think he will be very happy."