Shortly after she left the Xuanjian Sect, the first batch of nineteen fine swords was delivered to Nie Heng's other courtyard.
"This is the Seven-Star Sword. It's a good sword! It's a pity that its owner died in the battle, so it was taken out and became a bidding item!"
Elder Mingdao was also there, and when he saw these swords, his eyes sparkled.
Baili Wuxin was also here. He looked at the other sword: "Isn't this the Kuixing Sword of the demon clan's number one demon general? This sword is so powerful... it's terrifying!"
It turns out that these swords have some background.
Nie Heng's heavenly consciousness swept away, but he was secretly disappointed: These swords are not good.
Even though three of these swords had given birth to prototypes of sword spirits, it still didn't work.
Because what Nie Heng needs is a stronger sword, he wants to use this sword to breed and smelt his own sword spirit clone.
This process is originally very difficult. It requires the warrior to use his own Dantian as the basis and his heavenly consciousness as the guide to turn his body into a cauldron to condense and smelt his sword spirit identity.
If we want to talk about the steps, this process is smelting, condensation, spiritual birth, infant movement, separation into the sword, and the formation of the sword spirit.
But now, Nie Heng doesn't need to do this.
He only needs a good sword, one that can withstand strong enough spiritual power.
With such a good sword, he can send his powerful soul power that his physical body cannot bear into the sword body.
These soul powers are already in tune with him. He doesn't need to do anything more. These soul powers will carry Nie Heng's own will and form the sword spirit in the sword body.
But the problem is that if the sword body is not strong enough, it will not be able to withstand Nie Heng's powerful soul power, and the resulting sword spirit clone will also be very weak.
Seeing that Nie Heng seemed a little disappointed, Elder Mingdao asked in surprise: "Heng'er, do you think these swords are difficult to use?"
Of course, he didn't know what Nie Heng planned to do, and in his opinion, these swords were extraordinary. If the value was calculated, they would probably be worth more than one million gold coins.
"Have you learned any sword techniques? And this sword technique requires a stronger sword to be used?"
Baili Wuxin guessed and said, "Why don't you give it a try, acting sect leader?"
Just give it a try!
Anyway, there is no better way.
After bidding farewell to Elder Mingdao and others for the time being, Nie Heng walked directly back to his room and took the swords with him.
Then……
Glitter!
"Pi Cha..."
"Pi Cha..."
"Picha..."
…
Because Nie Heng was already the acting sect leader, and because he knew that there seemed to be a strong man behind Nie Heng who was helping Nie Heng, neither Baili Wuxin nor Elder Mingdao had ever peeked into Nie Heng's room with their heavenly knowledge.
They speculated that Nie Heng was performing some magical swordsmanship. They thought that this was taught to Nie Heng by his master. How could they peek at it?
It was precisely because of their gentlemanly behavior that they heard nineteen metal cracking sounds in succession, but they had no idea what happened.
Nie Heng was helpless. After walking out, he spread his hands and said, "It seems that I am in debt! I owe a huge debt to Juyi Auction House..."
"What happened to those swords?" Elder Mingdao hurried forward and asked: "Are...all broken?"
"Um!"
Nodding, Nie Heng sighed: "We can only sell it as scrap metal!"
Nineteen good swords!
Even powerful men like Elder Mingdao and Baili Wuxin only dreamed of getting good swords, but this happened?
Scrap metal?
Oh my God, Nie Heng, what on earth have you done?
Elder Mingdao and Baili Wuxin were extremely shocked.
But after that, they were surprised by Nie Heng again and again.
Because Li Shanshan has sent eighty-one more good swords, and almost all of them are top-notch swords in this world.
What's the result?
Nie Heng's room was just a mess.
…
At nightfall, Juyi Auction House in Lincang City finally stopped sending good swords.
Because after learning that all the good swords she sent had turned into scrap metal, Li Shanshan felt a little better, but the big shopkeeper who was arranged by the palace to be at the Juyi Auction House in Lincang City had already vomited blood and fainted.
When he woke up, he was filled with runny nose and tears. He knelt down and begged Li Shanshan not to give him any more swords.
He said it was a waste of money and even more of his life...
Li Shanshan agreed!
Since even the Bingjian Palace could not provide any better swords, Elder Mingdao could only sigh: Xuanjian Sect's own swords are not even as good as those scrap metal swords from before.
Calculating it this way, if Nie Heng was given a try on his own sect's sword, wouldn't it mean that Xuanjian Sect would go bankrupt in order to buy new swords in the future?
But Baili Wuxin thought of something: "Acting Master, why don't you try our Baili Family's Dragon-Slaying Sword!"
As he spoke, he raised his head slightly, with a sense of pride on his face: "This sword was forged by my ancestors themselves, using extremely rare earth-fire black iron. It should be..."
Before he could finish speaking, Nie Heng shook his head: "Forget it! That is the treasure of your Baili family. You lent it to me during the merit selection ceremony. I would be extremely grateful! If it were ruined by me,
In your hands, I will feel uneasy!"
He has actually determined that although the sword is barely good, it can only withstand soul power comparable to that of the Martial Master Realm!
In this case, even if Nie Heng really uses this sword, the sword spirit clone he can obtain, no matter how powerful it is, will only be at the Martial Master level!
And as the sword spirit clone becomes stronger and stronger in the future, this sword may not last long, and may even collapse on its own before the sword spirit clone can transform and leave the sword body, causing the sword spirit clone to completely die, and all previous efforts will be wiped out.
Turn into nothing.
"but……"
After thinking about it, Baili Wuxin insisted: "The acting sect leader needs a good sword for the sake of our Xuanjian Sect and even the country of the Great Xia Empire! Even if the Dragon Slaying Sword is destroyed because of this, I believe that my ancestor will also
I won’t blame you!”
Having said that, he actually still felt uneasy.
He remembered that his grandfather said that the ancestor had a bad temper!
After my grandfather became the head of the family, the Dragon-Slaying Sword was passed to him.
One time, my grandfather was hanged and beaten for several days by the ancestor who was still alive just because he didn’t wipe the blade of his sword after practicing the sword...
Thinking about it now, if that ancestor was still alive, he would never dare to try this sword on Nie Heng.
"All right!"
After thinking for a while, Nie Heng took the sword sent by Baili Wuxin.
He knew that this sword was no longer ordinary, and represented the attitude of the Baili Family. If he persisted in refusing, the Baili Family might misunderstand and have a grudge against it.
Then he returned to the room.
Then there was another crisp sound in the room...
Baili Wuxin's face suddenly turned pale.
Without hesitation, he immediately sent a message to one of his confidants: Go and see if there is anything wrong with the ancestor's grave...
He was thinking: If something really crawls out, no matter what it is, it must be stuffed back quickly!
…
When Nie Heng walked out of the room, the sword in his hand indeed had only one hilt left.
Looking at Baili Wuxin, he shook his head helplessly: "I'm sorry, Uncle Baili!"
"Uh...hehehe...it's okay, it's okay..."
Baili Wuxin answered with a smile, but it hurt in her heart...
What makes him even more uneasy is that if the ancestor really has a spirit in the sky, he doesn't know when a thunderbolt will suddenly strike him and blow him to pieces!
But at this moment, a powerful voice came.
"Mingdao, has your Xuanjian Sect made a decision?"
It was the voice of Venerable Cunxue.
Hearing this, Nie Heng frowned slightly: Why hasn't this guy left yet?
At the same time, Nie Heng also secretly wondered: He was not aware of the other party's existence at all. If such a strong man is his current opponent, what are his chances of winning?