"The first sect master wanted to turn this sword into a Taoist weapon. He was almost obsessed with it. First, he kept tempering it with the sword's will, and finally with his own essence and blood."
"It's a pity that they all failed and died in depression in the end."
This ending was something Jiang Chen didn't expect.
"How can the sword I forged be promoted by drinking blood?" Jiang Chen shook his head.
In my heart, success is also an ancient sword, and failure is also an ancient sword.
If he doesn't go too far, maybe that person will have a higher level of cultivation.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Jiang Chen's mind.
He raised the ancient sword again and stroked the sword's body with his hand, his face full of excitement.
"Tao tool... I might be able to turn him into a Tao tool!"
The failure back then can only be said to have failed to achieve the goal. The ancient sword was a semi-finished product, not a failure.
At that time, Jiang Chen was unable to practice. He loved sword cultivation, but was unable to practice swordsmanship.
But five hundred years later, he has become the successor of swordsmanship.
You can accomplish things you couldn't do back then!
"Sect Master, I will take the ancient sword to participate in the title battle in the name of the Ancient Sword Sect."
Jiang Chen made up his mind, not for anything else, but for the sword in his heart.
"You want to participate in the title battle? That's not possible, that's absolutely not possible."
"You are not from the Middle Three Realms. To participate in the title battle, you need to be trained by powerful forces. You gain glory for them."
"I, the Ancient Sword Sect, cannot bring you any help."
The leader of the Gujian Sect is very kind-hearted. She brought up embarrassing things, but she didn't want Jiang Chen to be affected by it.
"I don't want to compete for glory for any force." Jiang Chen said.
"You can hide it from them." Gu Jian Sect Master whispered.
"This is not my true intention."
After the Three Realms War, Jiang Chen has decided to rely on himself.
"Oh well……"
The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect suddenly thought of something and said solemnly: "Back then, the Ancient Sword Sect claimed that the ancient sword was lost in the ruins with that sect leader. Many people wanted to snatch this sword. You have to be careful."
"This sword is not only a ninth-level magic weapon, but more importantly, it can become a Taoist tool!"
"Um."
Seeing that she trusted him so much, Jiang Chen couldn't help but said: "Master of the Ancient Sword Sect, aren't you afraid that today is actually a game, that I deceived your trust and obtained the Ancient Sword?"
"If that's the case, you can break through the Ancient Sword Sect and search every corner."
"And even if the ancient sword is exposed, it won't be the Blood Moon Desolation. People from the nine realms and ten states will come."
After the Gujian Sect Master finished speaking, he smiled at him.
Jiang Chen sneered, he was looking down on others.
Jiang is still old and spicy, and the Gujian Sect Master has already ruled out what Jiang Chen said through various considerations.
Before the people from Blood Moon Desolation arrived, Jiang Chen looked for an uninhabited land.
"Tianque, as the saying goes, things change and people change. It seems to be true. There is no change at all."
The ancient sword was taken by the Ancient Sword Sect, and the sword's real name is Tianque.
Human calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. It lacked the sword's will to succeed, so it was called Tianque Sword.
Que means lack.
But the reason why it’s not called Tianque Sword is because the word ‘que’ also means leaving something blank.
It shows Jiang Chen's reluctance and hopes to succeed one day.
When he chose this name, Jiang Chen would not have thought that this opportunity would come five hundred years later.
With a thought, the Tianque Sword rotated in the air.
"This will prove me right or wrong!"
Jiang Chen looked like he was facing a formidable enemy, pointing the sword in his left hand towards the Tianque Sword.
A string of flames ignited from the fingertips, accompanied by the power of the sword.
Fire Sword Realm!
The difference is that the fire is not ordinary fire, it appears purple.
It’s the Nine Nether Hellfire!
Compared with five hundred years ago, Jiang Chen has advanced swordsmanship, but what he has lost is the various resources of Lingyun Palace.
The most important thing is the strange fire.
There is not much Nine Nether Hell Fire in Jiang Chen's body, and it will be gone once it is used up.
Jiang Chen, who originally planned to cultivate his origin from it, changed his mind and wanted to use these fires to temper the Tianque Sword.
Turn his kendo power into sword intent and pour it into the fire.
The Nine Nether Hell Fire is not just wrapped around the Tianque Sword and burned, it is very particular.
The Tianque Sword stopped rotating and the tip of the sword pointed upward.
The blade of the sword was aroused by the strange fire. Starting from the bottom, slender lights criss-crossed and quickly spread throughout the entire sword.
The strange fire enters the sword body along these rays.
The Tianque Sword began to shake, even though it was only in mid-air and did not touch anything real.
But the ground under Jiang Chen's feet was also shaking, and so was the entire mountain.
"What's going on?"
The people at Tianshan Terrace didn't know why, and thought it was people from Blood Moon Desolation who came to attack.
"Is this a formation?" the man in Tsing Yi thought in his mind.
If true, this movement is not small.
"Don't panic!"
The leader of the Ancient Sword Sect also thought that Jiang Chen was completing the formation. Feeling the power, she became confident.
In the room, the Tianque Sword did not turn red due to the strange fire. The light it emitted was still the sword itself, aqua blue with a little white.
The strange fire is not used to change Tianque Sword, but to bring the sword's intention into it.
After that, the sword intention must be integrated into the sword body.
"No wonder the invited swordsmen couldn't do it. The reason is that they simply can't grasp the details of the Tianque Sword."
When Jiang Chen failed before, he went to a skilled swordsman for help.
The result was failure without exception, even if Jiang Chen was counting on him.
Some things cannot be replaced and must be done personally.
Now Jiang Chen can confirm this even more.
The vertical and horizontal light on the Tianque Sword seemed to be lit up, and it had reached the middle of the sword.
The movement emitted became more and more exaggerated.
A ray of sword light suddenly rose from the tip of the sword, merged into the beam of light, broke through the roof, and reached into the sky.
The beam of light drove the raging wind, causing the dark clouds to roll, and the day turned into night.
Everyone in Tianshantai felt uneasy.
"This formation is a bit too scary." The man in Tsing Yi didn't dare to underestimate the formation any more.
"But all three Heavenly Lords must come."
He prayed in his heart, otherwise, he would not survive.
At this time, a team of foreign forces came to the small wasteland.
"Two spiritual masters, but none of them came back, which is really disappointing."
The team was riding in a fully armed flying boat with a hull inlaid with iron and a bronze statue of a ferocious beast made of black iron on the bow.
Among the people on the boat were the Blood Moon Desolate people who had escaped earlier.
The people who escaped were all kneeling on the ground, their bodies trembling, and they were facing the same direction.
There was a man standing there, none other than Young Master Xueyue.
"You have reached the point where it is no longer valuable, so waste should die."
That feminine face became even colder after discovering that it was in the small wasteland.
"Young Master, I don't want it. Young Master, please spare my life."
"We tried our best, but the enemy was too strong."
"Please sir, give us a chance."
These people did not expect that they would end up like this after escaping so hard, so they kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"If I don't kill you, how can I warn others?" Young Master Xueyue disagreed and waved his hand casually.
The invisible wind blade began to harvest, taking away their lives.
"Is the enemy strong? I want to see how strong it is!" Young Master Xueyue said.