Looking at the scene in the cave, Wang Tiezhu and Xu Jianxing both let out a sound of admiration.
"Wow! This is too exaggerated!"
I saw spiritual swords inserted everywhere in the cave. These spiritual swords were flashing with different brilliance at the moment, illuminating the entire cave as brightly as day.
"So many spiritual swords, it must have been accumulated over many years!"
Xu Jianxing walked in the sword forest and looked at the cluster of spiritual swords around him with a shocked look on his face.
"According to Senior Brother, Tianjian Cave was only established in the third generation of masters, but I think before that, there were already seniors who placed their swords here when Dao fell..."
As Wang Tiezhu spoke, he thought silently in his heart that his master, Huan Chenzun, was the eleventh generation leader. In other words, this Tianjian Cave contained the spiritual swords of ten generations of Litian Sword Sect predecessors!
"It is indeed one of the five major sects! Such a foundation and inheritance cannot be achieved overnight!"
Just as the two of them were sighing, Lu Qinan also walked out of the tunnel. Through the light in the cave, he could clearly see that there were dark shoe prints on each of his white shoes.
Looking at the marks on his shoes, Lu Qinan looked gloomy and walked deeper into the cave without saying a word.
Finding a corner deep in the cave, Lu Qinan sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to emit his spiritual consciousness, communicating with the spiritual sword in the cave.
When Wang Tiezhu and Wang Tiezhu saw this, they looked at each other and no longer wasted time. They each found an open space, crossed their legs and closed their eyes, using their spiritual consciousness and the spiritual sword in the cave to sense.
Closing his eyes and letting out his spiritual consciousness, Wang Tiezhu immediately felt countless light spots around him. These light spots were shining brightly, as if responding to his call.
"These must be those spiritual swords..."
Wang Tiezhu thought for a moment, then controlled his consciousness to approach the light point closest to him.
Feeling the bright light in front of him, Wang Tiezhu felt troubled in his heart.
"How did you get chosen by the Spirit Sword?"
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he saw the bright light in front of him suddenly expand, then gradually dissipate, revealing the spiritual sword within.
This spiritual sword is about three feet six inches long and two inches wide. It has sharp edges on both sides. Its entire body is faintly yellow, and it exudes a strong aura of earthly spiritual power.
And the moment the spirit sword appeared, all the information about it appeared in Wang Tiezhu's mind.
"The middle-grade earth attribute spiritual sword, the Nether Suppressing Sword, has a special ability that can block the spiritual power in a certain area. It can also store the earth spiritual power in the sword body. It can form a powerful barrier in critical moments..."
After learning about it, Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but be a little surprised.
A mere middle-grade spiritual sword has the powerful function of blocking spiritual power. It seems that Tianjian Cave is indeed what the senior brother said, and no spiritual sword can be underestimated.
"What a pity, it doesn't match my spiritual roots!"
He shook his head helplessly, but found that as soon as he had this thought, the spiritual sword lit up with another ball of light, wrapping himself in it.
"Hey, you are quite conscious!"
Wang Tiezhu smiled and continued to sense another ball of light.
The light dissipated, revealing a green spiritual sword. Wang Tiezhu looked at it and shook his head.
"Wind attribute! No, no, no!"
Although the spiritual sword in front of me is a high-grade one, its attributes still don't match, so no matter how high-grade it is, it won't be easy to use.
"Speaking of which, I don't seem to feel the attribute aura on Zunyi Sword!"
Wang Tiezhu suddenly remembered this. It seemed that when he used the Zun Yijian, he did not feel the slightest discomfort. When paired with the Ba Hao Sword Technique, it was like his other arm. As soon as he thought about it, it
You will be able to understand what you mean.
"Eh? Let's put it this way, the Ba Hao Sword Art has no attributes either!!!"
Wang Tiezhu was shocked.
Although I have only actually used it once, I didn't think about this kind of thing at all when I used it. The movements of holding the sword, drawing the sword, and sheathing the sword were so natural.
It's as if it's his innate ability, without any hindrance.
"Well, it seems I'll have to study it carefully when I get back!"
Wang Tiezhu made up his mind and continued to search in the light group.
After searching for more than a dozen spiritual swords, he still couldn't find one that satisfied him. Looking at the countless light groups in front of him, he felt helpless.
"So many, how many inductions will it take to last until the year of the monkey? It would be great if they could come in batches..."
Thinking of this, he thought, his consciousness is so powerful, why not try to come into contact with a few more light groups at once?
"I just don't know how many people can be contacted at one time. If I contact too many and exceed the limit of my consciousness, it will be bad. Let's try adding them one by one!"
He immediately spread his consciousness again, but this time he did not touch one light ball, but two. After not noticing anything strange, he nodded and touched three again...
In this way, it wasn't until he came into contact with thirty pills at the same time that he felt his head swell slightly.
"It's not the limit yet..."
Thinking like this, Wang Tiezhu increased the number again. It wasn't until he came into contact with fifty light clusters at one time that he felt that the limit was approaching.
"call."
Wang Tiezhu exhaled a breath of thick air and felt the pain in his head.
"It's not too much, but it's much faster than before!"
After he got used to the current feeling a little, fifty or fifty light groups came into contact.
Just as he was happily selecting batches of spiritual swords, Xu Jianxing and Lu Qinan's expressions were not pretty. Both of them had frowns and sad faces.
"Damn it! Which one is right for me?"
In Lu Qinan's spiritual consciousness, he was facing a ball of light, but unlike Wang Tiezhu, no matter how he responded, the ball of light did not dissipate.
"According to senior brother, only when the light dissipates does it mean that this spiritual sword has accepted your idea, but I have come into contact with nearly ten swords, why haven't I found it yet?! If this continues, my consciousness will be exhausted.
It’s over!”
Lu Qinan's veins popped out on his forehead. His consciousness had almost reached its limit. He could only sense three more. If he still couldn't sense it, he would have to return empty-handed!
"No! I am the eldest son of Lu! How come I can't even find a spiritual sword!"
Obsession arose in Lu Qinan's heart again. He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands tightly. He didn't feel his nails digging into his flesh and allowed the blood to flow out.
At this moment, a distant voice sounded.
"Oh? What a strong obsession! Let me see..."
A ball of light floated from a distance and fell in front of him.
