Chapter two hundred and forty-ninth release sword qi
"You're here!"
In the dim room, a black figure turned his back to the strong man and spoke in a low voice.
This must be Chu Ye's master. The strong man tried to use his mental power to explore, but before his mental power could get close to the black figure, he was stopped by an invisible barrier.
Immediately afterwards, a breath far beyond his imagination came from the black figure, making the strong man unable to help but feel the desire to worship from the bottom of his heart.
Fortunately, that breath appeared for a brief moment and then disappeared without a trace.
But just at this moment, Zhuang Xin's heart beat like thunder, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Master!
Super master!
With such an aura, he could not judge the true cultivation level of the black figure in front of him, but he was certain that such a master could kill him with just one glance.
Knowing how terrifying the man in front of him was, the strong man no longer dared to use his mental power to explore, and he didn't even dare to raise his head to look up, as if even a glance would blaspheme the majesty of the man in front of him.
"Senior, junior Mo Dao has met senior."
The strong man, well, Mo Dao, gave the black figure the most solemn salute of a swordsman, and then waited quietly for his lecture, not daring to move at all.
"Well, I have already heard about your situation from my disciple. It doesn't matter that my disciple is kind-hearted and can help you. Is it just your cultivation..."
The deep voice sounded again, causing the strong man's heart to rise high and then fall heavily following his words.
"Your real cultivation level is only the second level of Wuzong. The techniques you practice are so-so, your sword skills are mediocre, and your sword intention has not been cultivated. Moreover, even if I can relieve the sword energy in your body, it will take a long time.
It will take time to restore Wuzong's cultivation, I really don't know what my disciple likes about you."
That deep voice didn't say a word, but it made Mo Dao's heart sink.
The other party was right, and there was nothing wrong with what he said about his cultivation skills and sword skills. But just because he was right, Mo Dao felt even more unsure.
The other party's cultivation level is so high, what can he do to deserve his help?
Thinking about it this way, when Chu Ye said before that he would be his follower for three years, it was simply too kind, wasn't it?
Just when Mo Dao was about to be buried in disappointment, the deep voice sounded again, but it took a turn.
"Although you have nothing worth saving, for the sake of my disciple, I will take action. But you must also remember that the reason why I am willing to save you is entirely because of my disciple. Although he
The talent is good but the experience is not enough, and I cannot take care of him all the time. From now on, you will follow him to protect his safety. If you do well, I will not treat you badly."
As soon as he finished speaking, a jade slip suddenly flew over and was caught by Mo Dao in a hurry. Then he couldn't help but look at it with his mental strength. His eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw it.
Great Beiyi Divine Sword!
Heaven-level low-level sword skills!
It was such a high-level thing when he shot it, and Mo Dao was even more convinced that the person in front of him was a super master.
"Thank you, senior. I will take good care of Young Master Chu Ye from now on. I, Mo Dao, swear again today..."
The long knife cut through the palm of his hand, and Mo Dao directly made a blood oath of heaven to show his heart. The last sentence of the oath fell, and the rules of heaven fell, which also proved that the blood oath of heaven was officially established.
At the same time, the black figure suddenly appeared behind Mo Dao, and with a strike of the palm sword, Mo Dao fainted.
"Brother Long, you are pretty good at deception. He probably didn't see any clues!"
The dark figure's original deep voice suddenly changed and suddenly turned into Chu Ye's voice.
"Humph, how can there be any problem with Brother Long's action? Don't worry, kid. From now on, he will think that you have a super-skilled master, and he will definitely not dare to have any second thoughts about you."
The voice changed again, this time it was still a deep voice, but it was Brother Long.
At this time, the moonlight shone over and fell on the face of the man in black robe, and it turned out to be Chu Ye.
No, to be precise, it should be Chu Ye whose body was controlled by Brother Long.
Chu Ye and Brother Long signed an equal contract. As long as Chu Ye agrees, Brother Long can control Chu Ye's body in a short period of time and exert the combat power of a great martial artist.
Of course, this time, Brother Long controlled Chu Ye's body not for fighting, but to create an imaginary master in front of Mo Dao. In order to convince Mo Dao, Brother Long also revealed a little bit of the semi-artifact.
Although there was only a trace of aura, Mo Dao was completely impressed by that sacred aura.
Therefore, the following blood oath of heaven can be made so naturally, so sincerely, and so smoothly!
"Okay, Brother Long, while you can still control my body, you should quickly release the sword energy from his body!"
Brother Long also has a time limit for controlling Chu Ye's body. Now he can control a cup of tea at most at a time, which is about ten to fifteen minutes. Of course, if Chu Ye's physical strength can be improved and his cultivation level can be improved, this time
The length can also be extended.
But now, half the time for a cup of tea has passed, and the sword energy in Mo Dao's body has to be released, so time is also very tight.
'Chu Ye' curled his lips. It was not easy for him to have a body that could feel the human condition, and he still had to be urged to work. However, he still had to do what needed to be done.
A pitch-black long sword suddenly appeared in 'Chu Ye''s hand. He raised his arm and pressed the tip of the sword against Mo Dao's chest.
At the same time, Chu Ye, who was still in the body but had lost control, felt the spiritual energy in his body suddenly rotate rapidly, then flowed towards the long sword in his hand, and entered Mo Dao's body in a strange state.
Chu Ye could feel that as the spiritual energy entered Mo Dao's body, it continuously pushed back the sword energy in Mo Dao's body, and then scattered it bit by bit.
Slowly, Chu Ye became immersed in the battle between the two sword intentions. Especially when Brother Long got the sword intention, he felt empathy and was completely immersed in it.
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Mo Dao opened his eyes again and saw the endless starry sky above his head. He was stunned for a moment and then immediately looked inside his body. Then he was surprised to find that the sword energy that had troubled him for many years in his body had disappeared!
Not only has the sword energy disappeared, but it has also turned into a pure energy. As long as it is absorbed, even the fallen cultivation level can be recovered faster.
"Whoosh!"
Mo Dao jumped up immediately. For the first time in so many years, his body felt so comfortable. His whole body seemed to be flying. He wanted to perform a set of sword skills and relieve the depression of so many years. He even wanted to be crazy.
Roar, tell everyone how happy he is at this moment, tell everyone that Mo Dao is back!
However, before he could do anything, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
By the way, that senior!
Mo Dao thought about what happened before he fell into coma, and also thought about who helped him get rid of the sword energy in his body.
However, Mo Dao looked around, but there was no one around, but there was a sound of footsteps not far away.
"Da da..."
The footsteps got closer and closer, and a black figure gradually emerged, but it was not the senior expert who saved him, but Chu Ye.
"Are you awake? Drinking this liquid will help you absorb the energy in your body and restore your cultivation level faster." (To be continued)