On the ninth floor of the Immortal Tower, in front of the crystal coffin, Chu Ye sat cross-legged, accepting the bursts of messages from the sword spirit.
"Boy, Lord Sword Master has learned all kinds of martial arts secrets from heaven and humans, so that you can use them for a lifetime. However, most of what Master Sword Master has learned is known to outsiders. If it is taught to you, although it can make you strong for a while, it will also make you more powerful.
It’s easy to make you a target
Especially if you are discovered by the enemy forces of Master Sword Master, I am afraid that you will be killed before you can grow up, and they will also ask you where Master Sword Master is. Therefore, I will not teach you these martial arts.
, at least it won’t be taught now.”
Sword Spirit's voice sounded in Chu Ye's mind, which made Chu Ye a little disappointed but also understood Sword Spirit's painstaking efforts.
"However, before Master Sword Master died, he had been creating a set of swordsmanship. Although it has not been perfected yet, it has reached the level of intermediate heaven level, and it has never been revealed in front of others. Boy, I will use this set of swordsmanship right now.
I will teach you the sword technique, and I hope you can use this sword technique to one day regain the glory of the sword master."
And such good things?
Chu Ye, who originally thought he had gained nothing, was overjoyed. He actually got a set of heaven-level intermediate swordsmanship, which was still unfinished. If one day he could perfect this set of swordsmanship... tsk tsk.
However, soon, Chu Ye was no longer in the mood to think about anything. The Sword Spirit had already stuffed a large amount of information into Chu Ye's head, almost exploding Chu Ye's sea of consciousness.
I don't know how long it took before Chu Ye slowly accepted the information that the sword spirit had stuffed in, but most of the rest turned into a crystal-like long sword, standing above the sea of consciousness.
Standing quietly next to the bloody Blood Glazed Soul Lotus.
This crystal long sword is the intermediate-level swordsmanship of the heavenly level, the transformation of the Dayan swordsmanship in the sea of consciousness. The Dayan swordsmanship is originally the swordsmanship of the heavenly level, and there are infinite changes in it. The content is so much that Chu Ye can't bear it.
He clicked his tongue, considering that he has now opened his consciousness
With Hai's mental power, he was unable to accept all the content of Dayan Sword Art. He could only accept the first three levels of sword art, but the next six levels turned into a crystal long sword, waiting for Chu Ye's spirit.
Only when the force is further strengthened can it be released.
But the previous three levels of swordsmanship had already opened Chu Ye's eyes.
"The number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is ninety-nine...Yi has a great pole, which gives rise to two rituals, two rituals give rise to four phenomena, and four phenomena give rise to the Eight Diagrams...Those who know the way of change know what God is doing.
Huh..."
The formula of Dayan Sword Technique is very similar to the I Ching that Chu Ye had in his previous life on Earth. However, the I Ching on Earth is a book of changes and has been used as a "divination" for a long time. This sword master created this
Dayan Sword Technique expresses Tai Chi's Liang Yi, Four Symbols, Bagua, etc. in a sword formation to generate powerful attack power.
As expected of the swordsmanship created by Master Sword Master, it is truly extraordinary.
"Boy, look at it!"
Sword Spirit sounded in Chu Ye's mind with a somewhat proud voice, "Sword Master is best at swordsmanship and formations. One night when he was watching the sky, he had a sudden idea and combined swordsmanship and formations to create a sword formation.
And this Dayan Sword Technique is the culmination of Master Sword Master’s combination of Sword Dao and Formation Dao. However, before Sword Master could perfect it, he… ah…”
Thinking of the Sword Master, Sword Spirit's voice also became depressed. It can be seen that for the Sword Master who led him to conquer the Xuantian Realm and tempered it with his soul and blood to produce spiritual intelligence, the Sword Spirit came from
Inner love and respect.
"Senior Hei, don't worry. Since I have accepted Master Jianzun's inheritance, I will definitely not let this opportunity go by. One day, Master Jianzun's martial arts will surely shine and reappear in Xuantian Realm.
The sword honors the glory.”
"It's good that you have the heart, but whether you can do it or not depends on your performance. Well, the ruins are about to be closed, so let's leave first."
Will the Wanjian Sect ruins be closed soon? One month has passed so quickly.
only……
Chu Ye looked at the crystal coffin and how handsome it still looked inside.
"Then do we need to take Master Sword Master away as well?"
"this……"
Of course, the Sword Spirit couldn't let go of the remnant soul of the Sword Master, but after hesitating for a long time, he still said regretfully, "It's no longer necessary. Every time the crystal coffin is moved, it will cause damage to the remnant soul of the Sword Master. It's better to let the Sword Master
Have a good rest here and wait for me
After they leave, I will close the Immortal Climbing Tower. Unless Wu Zun comes in person, no one will be able to find the Climbing Immortal Tower, let alone reach the ninth floor. In the future, you will really become the top being in Xuantian Realm and be able to protect it.
Let’s talk about the remaining soul of Master Sword Master.”
"good!"
Chu Ye nodded, with a flash of confidence in his eyes. Will he become the top being in Xuantian Realm? There will definitely be such a day.
However, there is one more important thing at hand.
"Senior Hei, will anyone know that I entered the ninth floor?"
If it is known that the person who entered the ninth level is him, I am afraid that even if he is protected by Zhen Xiu Ming, some people will have his own ideas. After all, even if others don't know about the Sword Lord, they still know that there must be martial arts in the ninth level.
How could anyone not be jealous of the inheritance of the Emperor or even the Martial Saint?
When the time comes, Ye Lin’s identity will be completely abandoned, which would be such a loss!
And if no one else knows that the person entering the ninth level is him, then...hehehe
"You brat, of course others don't know that you entered the ninth floor. Looking at you like that, you must have some bad idea!"
Although the sword spirit was accusing Chu Ye, his voice was filled with a hint of impatience. Obviously, after so many thousands of years, the sword spirit had long been impatient. At this moment, he felt that Chu Ye was going to do something bad.
I really can't wait to take action immediately.
"Hey, there's a person I don't like on the eighth floor. If I could turn my attention to him...hehehe"
Chu Ye and Sword Spirit enthusiastically discussed how to frame Liu Yucheng. After a while, Sword Spirit shook in Chu Ye's dantian.
"Okay, that's it. Grandpa Hei, I haven't made a move for a long time, so I'll practice my skills with that Liu Yucheng first. Let's see how I frame Grandpa Hei and make him ecstasy!"
The sword spirit's voice became excited, "Let's go to the eighth floor quickly. If we don't make some noise, the ruins will be closed. You kid, you are very to my liking. Don't be so dull in the future."
Senior Hei, Master Sword Master named me Heilong, so you can call me Brother Hei, or Brother Long, and I will protect you from now on!"
"Okay, Brother Long!"
Chu Ye called out in a good-natured manner. Sure enough, he felt that calling him like this was much smoother than the black senior. This call also made Brother Long even more happy. He urged Chu Ye to hurry up and enter through the passage.
The eighth floor.
At this moment, on the eighth floor, the light shield outside the silver-white long sword that Liu Yucheng had been communicating with had also become precarious. Seeing that it was about to be shattered by the long sword inside, Liu Yucheng, who had always been calm and self-possessed, could not bear it.
Zhuxi's eyebrows rose with joy, and a smile appeared on his originally deserted face.
But at this moment, a bad premonition suddenly arose in Liu Yucheng's heart, and he couldn't help but look around immediately, but found nothing.
What's going on? Is it possible that someone is plotting against me?
Liu Yucheng never expected that on the ninth floor above his head, a man with a sword was happily discussing how to frame him, and that this wave of frame-ups was coming soon. (To be continued)