On one of the stone tablets, Lin Jie saw the Canglong Sword Art of Canglong.
This swordsmanship is very profound.
A few hours later, Lin Jie came to the realization.
Although the Canglong Sword Technique is extraordinary, it is far inferior to the Sword Art of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
He estimated that the Canglong Sword Art was at the peak of the Mortal Transformation level.
The Way of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword is left behind by the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heaven and belongs to the ‘Tao class’.
The Tao class is an existence that does not belong to the mortal world.
Transforming into a mortal level, the cultivation of skills is to allow mortals to get rid of their mortal bodies and practice the supreme skills of the Tao level.
The top-level mortal transformation technique has an existence that reaches the top of the sky in the Futian Realm.
Therefore, Canglong Sword Technique is one of the major secret arts of Canglong Academy.
Sword Academy students have to learn the first level, which is easy.
But to learn the second level, you must understand the first level.
As for the second level, Lin Jie has no plans to practice. He already has the Nirvana Sword Body Technique that is even more extraordinary than the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Technique.
At this moment, he entered one of the sword lights.
Stepping into the sword light is like walking through a portal.
In front of you is a cave, with many sword pictures and human figures carved on the wall.
On the stone platform at the end, there is a sword technique.
In order to obtain the sword technique, you must understand the sword diagram in the cave before you can go to the sword technique.
Swordsmanship is not Lin Jie's purpose.
After leaving, he entered another cave.
It's a pity that it's still a skill, not a spiritual sword.
When he came to another cave, what he saw was a sacred Xuandan as a reward.
He doesn't want this either. Although he also wants the holy Xuandan, to get it, he must understand the sword technique on the wall, which will take at least a month. He doesn't want to spend his energy on a Xuandan.
"Xia Zhuo mentioned that the stronger you are, the better you can see the Sword Tomb Cave at a higher place. Forget it, I'll just look at them from below and try my luck."
After searching for more than a dozen sword tomb caves, he couldn't find what he wanted. He wanted to go up, but he continued to search one by one.
"Thunder Sword Breath?"
On this day, he entered a sword tomb on the lower level again.
After stepping inside, the walls were surrounded by sword pictures, and the stone platform at the end was filled with dust.
In the dust, from the broken sword, there was actually a sword intention containing domineering thunder power.
Lin Jie took a look from a distance and saw words carved on the wall next to the broken sword.
The True Thunder Sword was accidentally acquired by Patriarch Canglong thousands of years ago. It was made of meteorite iron, which is ten times stronger than black iron. It was once the sword worn by Patriarch Canglong, but unfortunately it was damaged in the battle and was kept here by the academy.
Lin Jie wondered, looking at the broken sword with a mysterious aura and curiosity: "It should be a good thing, and Leiben is domineering."
Immediately, he began to sit cross-legged and comprehend the sword pictures on the walls on both sides.
Ten days later, the ancient aura blocked in the center of the sword tomb slowly disappeared as soon as Lin Jie opened his eyes, releasing a sword aura.
"Unexpectedly, after thousands of years of vicissitudes, only one person would want to get the remnant sword of the ancestor."
Unexpectedly, the murmur of an old man also came out of nowhere.
Lin Jie was startled and immediately looked to the right.
A shadowy figure sitting cross-legged appeared, it was an old man.
Lin Jie hurriedly saluted: "Senior Tantric Sect."
What a coincidence, the old man turned out to be a tantric sect who had a relationship with Xia Lie before. At the beginning, he also gave the Wooden Dragon Sword to Lin Jie.
Tantra is not the true deity at this moment, but a shadow.
With his majestic eyes, he slowly glanced at Lin Jie: "Boy, your strength has improved a lot. In the high-level secret realm..."
Lin Jie shivered and felt a chill running down his spine.
You know, his cultivation level can be hidden from the first-grade grandmaster Xia Fei.
Unexpectedly, in front of the phantom of Tantric Buddhism, there was nothing to hide from.
Seeing that he was silent, the Tantra smiled again and slowly looked at the True Thunder Sword: "This sword is rumored to be the sword of the ancestor. It was left here thousands of years ago. Many students are curious about it, but no one has ever been able to get it.
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Lin Jie bowed: "This junior feels that there is a very special and void thunder power hidden inside the True Thunder Sword."
The Tantric Sect was silent for a moment and said: "The True Thunder Sword is made of meteorite iron from the sky. According to the ancient records of the academy, when the ancestor got it, it was shattered by the sky thunder of the star field, so it contains a trace of the power of the sky thunder. Old
Ancestor practiced it for thousands of years and forged it into a sword, from which the power of heavenly thunder could be glimpsed, and then merged it with the Canglong Sword Technique to create the true thunder sword."
"Contains thunder!"
Lin Jie could not imagine that this piece of meteorite iron had been wandering in the vast star field for many years before it finally fell into the Futian Realm and was obtained by Canglong.
"The Broken Sword is left here to commemorate the ancestor and tell the descendants of the ancestor's cultivation path. Secondly, it is to find a destined person. But in the past ten thousand years, you are the only one who has the heart and talent to come here. You can take it."
After saying that, the Tantric plainclothes robe fluttered slightly.
The True Thunder Sword flew slowly from the stone platform, and the dust peeled off layer by layer.
"The Heavenly Thunder Sword Qi inside is only as insignificant as a hair, and the sword body is almost rusty. You will be the last sword cultivator it will see, and it will also meet the last master."
Tantric sighed again.
At this moment, Lin Jie grabbed the True Thunder Sword.
Unexpectedly, with a loud noise, the True Thunder Sword actually shattered.
There was a hair-like thunder sword energy inside, which escaped into Lin Jie's palm.
Lin Jie unexpectedly exclaimed: "Sword Spirit?"
"At the peak of the True Thunder Sword, it was a king-level magic weapon, and the sword spirit was almost at the highest level. This slight sword spirit is very likely to be eliminated in your hands. It depends on you and the creation of the sword. If you and the sword are really
If we are destined, we might actually be able to possess the swordsmanship that our ancestor used to slash the Tianhe thousands of years ago."
Tantric stroked his white beard and suddenly disappeared like a drop of smoke.
Lin Jie also left the sword tomb immediately. He wanted to study the sword spirit of Jin Zhenlei Sword.
"laugh--"
In the sword tomb formation, Lin Jie flew past.
As soon as he landed, he saw a group of Sword Academy students shouting.
One student shot out eleven swords with one breath, and killed another student with his sword intent.
The student who was chopped was covered in blood, but he was not seriously injured.
"It's my turn."
He actually struck out with ten swords in one breath, and hit the opponent with one sword.
"You give up."
"I will never admit defeat."
Each of them was struck by a sword, and then another struck a blow. They would rather be struck than take a step back.
"a bunch of idiots."
After scanning this scene, Lin Jie shook his head.
And he noticed that these Sword Academy students had a white silk ribbon tied on their belts.
At this moment, several students flew by and landed suddenly in front of Lin Jie. The leader's eyes were like nails: "Where is your Bai Ling?"
Lin Jie was confused: "I just came out of the Sword Tomb."
The man's eyebrows quirked: "The Holy Son has fallen. Except for the Grandmaster, every disciple in the Sword Academy must wear a white silk ribbon for a hundred days. The Holy Son is no exception. How dare you violate the Academy's rules?"
"The Holy Son has fallen..." Hearing this, Lin Jie's heart couldn't help but tremble. It was obvious that the fallen Holy Son was You Cangyan.
Several people burst into raging anger, pointing at Lin Jie: "Severe punishment!"
The leading student nodded and asked again: "Name?"
Lin Jie's expression darkened: "I explained that I didn't know anything about it. Are you being too overbearing?"
A student was not polite and grabbed Lin Jie's token: "Brother, his name is Lin Futian, Lingzi, and he has been hospitalized for two years."
Unexpectedly, the leader's face suddenly tightened: "You are Lin Futian!"