His eyes lit up, and based on his induction, the old man in purple already had a guess in his mind.
Just as he was about to open the door and enter, a voice in his ear stopped him in his tracks.
"Old ghost, don't disturb my disciple's practice. If you want to take on a disciple, just find another one yourself."
"Is it you? Huh, I knew it was you. You secretly destroyed the Sword Tomb. Do you think I should look for you?"
"Don't accuse me unjustly. When you speak, you must provide evidence. Return to the Sword Tomb and I will go with you to see it."
After hearing this, the old man in purple finally took back his steps.
He took a deep look at the room in front of him, his eyes sharp, as if he wanted to see through everything inside.
After all, he didn't go in and turned around and rushed towards the mountainside.
He knew someone was watching secretly and would never let him in.
Wang Xuan didn't know what was happening outside.
For him, it was like finding a new toy.
When the sword was used, an invisible shock force seemed to appear in the sword.
It was this concussive force that made the same sword he used become 30% more powerful than before.
Of course, this was still a situation he was unfamiliar with.
If you are really proficient, your power will probably increase even more.
Regarding this kind of concussive power, if you ask his master, Elder Qiao, you will definitely know that it is called sword power.
No matter how novel a toy is, there will be times when you get tired of it.
After getting familiar with the power of this shock, Wang Xuan lost interest in continuing to play.
He turned his left hand over and looked at the iron sword in his hand with a look of surprise on his face.
The previous iron sword was ordinary. At first glance, it looked like a normal iron sword.
Now it seems that although the brilliance is still restrained, the dark black luster, coupled with the faint patterns printed on it, can finally look a little extraordinary on the outside.
The iron sword touched his palm, and a stream of blood immediately flowed out.
Slowly smearing the blood onto the sword body, a surprising scene appeared. The iron sword seemed to be conscious, constantly absorbing his blood.
I don’t know how long it took, but I took a lot of blood-replenishing pills, and my face turned pale, as if I had lost too much blood.
No matter how good the elixir is, if you take it too much, your body will become resistant.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Wang Xuan found that the iron sword seemed to have a feeling of fullness in it.
"Is it possible that this guy is full?"
According to the secret method of the Blood Sacrifice Sword, we constantly try to communicate with the Iron Sword.
At first, there was no reaction at all. After trying countless times, he was finally able to feel the emotion of the iron sword.
Disdain, pure disdain.
After practicing for so long, Wang Xuan has never felt disdain on a sword.
He smiled lightly, but he didn't expect this guy to become a sperm.
The secret method has begun, and now he has to choose to break open Dantian.
No matter how disdainful the iron sword was, for Wang Xuan, he could only bite the bullet and continue.
"Hmph, you were left to me by my mother. If I don't use you, how can you bring out your best value? How can you be worthy of my mother?"
He held the sword with both hands, blood dripping from it.
Perhaps it was his sincerity that moved Tie Jian, or perhaps this sentence had an effect.
The iron sword in his hand began to tremble, and he felt the urge to break through everything.
The emotion coming out of the iron sword was still disdainful as before.
Suddenly, the iron sword in his hand broke free from the shackles of his hands and flew into the house.
He spun around in the air a few times, seemingly looking at everything around him.
The next moment, he made a turn, came down diagonally, and shot towards Wang Xuan.
Unable to dodge, he could only watch helplessly as the iron sword penetrated his dantian.
"ah!"
Unable to restrain himself any longer, he screamed.
The pain of tearing his body made Wang Xuan suffer from death.
The iron sword didn't care whether he could withstand it or not, and kept heading towards Dantian.
Just like cutting flesh, slowly cut open the Dantian, and then gradually expand it.
After the iron sword entered the dantian, the hole opened by him was slowly healing.
As a warrior, only when you have reached the ninth level of the physical realm, and through the method of sacrifice, can the broken Dantian be healed again.
This is also the reason why it was difficult to heal after his Dantian was destroyed by Liu Changqing.
If there are no adventures, the damaged Dantian will continue to consume his vitality, and he will eventually die due to exhaustion of vitality.
The previous breakthrough to the Qi Condensation realm mainly relied on the power of initiation from his father, Wang Yingxiong, to directly break through the Dantian with powerful force.
As a result, he has no natural weapon to warm up.
The Dantian is healed, and the iron sword is stationed inside and will not come out.
Now Wang Xuan can be regarded as a quasi-Qi condensing state. The Dantian has been reopened. All that is left is to connect the spiritual energy and integrate it into the Dantian.
"My good disciple, come out for a moment."
Just when he wanted to continue studying Dantian, the master's voice sounded outside.
Opening the door, he found his master, Elder Qiao, outside.
"Master, what's the matter?"
"Now let's go to the Sword Tomb with my master."
After saying that, without waiting for Wang Xuan's consent, he left and walked towards the mountainside.
Looking at his master's back, Wang Xuan didn't feel panic at all.
The iron sword has been stored in Dantian. As for the sword he is holding now, it was brought out from the sword tomb.
Perhaps he had received instructions and came to the door. The two gatekeepers turned a blind eye and nodded slightly, indicating that he could go in directly.
As he walked into the house, a cold wind blew, making him shiver subconsciously.
His master and the old man in purple stood side by side. As soon as they came in, two scrutinizing eyes appeared.
"Old ghost, I'm satisfied now, there's nothing unusual about it."
"Hmph, how do you know if you look at it like this? You have to try his real skills."
With a cold snort, the old man in purple waved his sleeves, and an invisible wave appeared out of thin air, heading towards Wang Xuan.
"Take the flowers and smile."
What is different from before is that there is a powerful concussive force among the sword flowers.
These sword flowers are like drums, exuding a terrifying aura.
"Hey, good time."
If it was just a guess just now, the old man in purple is now 100% certain that this is Jian Jin.
The right hand condensed into a claw, and a suction force appeared in the palm.
He absorbed one of the sword flowers into his palm and felt its rampage, and his wrinkled face was filled with a smile.
These sword flowers were like rootless duckweeds, and soon they dispersed of their own accord.
"Old ghost, that's it. If you keep doing this, I'll fall out."
"Hahaha, old ghost Qiao, old ghost Qiao, it is said in the world that you are as careful as a hair. Unfortunately, you made a miscalculation after all. If there was no sword power, it would be up to you. It's not that I look down on you, there is nothing you can do.
To come up with such a big deal."
"Oh, then why do you think that the appearance of Jian Jin was caused by Wang Xuan?"
"Forget it, in order to convince you, follow me to the Sword Tomb."
After saying that, without waiting for the reaction of Master Qiao and his disciples, he opened the sword tomb and walked in.