After passing through the ripples, Shi Lezhi and the Little Butcher entered another special space.
The first thing that rushed towards him was the extremely sharp sword energy.
This sword energy is so strong that it can scare a weak swordsman to paralysis on the spot, and even make him unable to move at all due to the pressure created by the sword energy.
And if this situation really happens, it means that this disciple of Hidden Sword Pavilion will no longer have the chance to win the famous sword of Sword Tomb.
This is also the reason why there are so many disciples in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, but it is extremely rare for a disciple to be recognized by the famous sword of the Sword Tomb - a disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion has two opportunities to enter the Sword Tomb in his life, and the first time is to be promoted from the outer sect to the inner sect.
time, just this
There are few disciples in the realm who can withstand the pressure of the sword energy. The second opportunity to enter the sword tomb is when the Yunling Realm reaches perfection. However, even if they can withstand the pressure of the sword energy this time, they still want to obtain
Recognition of famous swords will also be relatively more difficult.
Facing the pressure of the sword energy coming towards him, Shi Lezhi didn't even frown.
She strolled through the courtyard as if walking in the spring breeze, completely ignoring the sharp sword aura emanating from the countless famous swords in the sword tomb.
In fact, her eyes were extremely contemptuous.
The performance of the little butcher was even more obvious.
Facing this overwhelming sword energy, she opened her mouth and inhaled, and immediately like a whale sucking a cow's drink, all the awe-inspiring sword energy that came towards her was sucked into the little butcher's belly.
Finally, she burped and then wiped her mouth with unfinished content.
At this moment, the little butcher's eyes became brighter.
"Qiang Qiang——"
"Qiang——"
"bite--"
In the sword tomb, countless flying swords began to swing wildly.
"Kiss." The little butcher's eyes shone, but she still looked up at Shi Lezhi, but the desire in her eyes was undisguised.
"Go ahead." Shi Lezhi smiled gently, then patted the little butcher's head gently.
The next moment, the little guy turned into a purple shadow and rushed towards the flying sword closest to him.
The little butcher pulled out the long sword.
But after just a glance, she threw the long sword aside, ignored it, rushed to a higher position, and pulled out a flying sword that looked like she had Parkinson's disease.
The long sword held by the butcher was about two feet seven inches long, with a long and narrow blade, a short and thin hilt, and no guard.
This is obviously a flying sword used by a female swordsman, and it still uses stabbing as its main attack method.
At this time, the flying sword was held in the butcher's hand, and the flying sword shook even more violently, as if trying to break free from the butcher's little hand.
But it is a pity that no matter how hard you struggle with this flying sword, you can never break free.
The little butcher sniffed it first, then showed a satisfied look on his face. He suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, and a puff of smoke was drawn out of the slender flying sword. As soon as the smoke left
When the sword was lifted, it was still thinking about running away, but it obviously didn't expect how terrible the suction force of the little butcher's mouth was. Almost in an instant, the smoke was sucked into the little butcher's mouth.
Then, she smacked her lips chewingly, with a little regret in her eyes.
At this time, the flying sword held in the hands of the little butcher suddenly had a bit of rust on it, and the sense of spiritual energy that originally relied on it completely disappeared without a trace, completely turning into
A piece of ordinary iron is even worse than the flying sword that the little butcher first pulled out.
The little butcher, who was still unfinished, quickly turned his attention to another flying sword.
The figure flashed and rushed over, but after pulling out the flying sword, she threw it away with a look of disgust and turned around to pull out another one.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Shi Lezhi shook his head and laughed: "You are quite picky about food."
From Shi Lezhi's point of view, it was naturally not ugly. The flying swords that Shi Lezhi pulled out and then threw aside were all top-grade flying swords that had not yet given birth to consciousness.
These flying swords may be forged from extraordinary materials and have great lethality. If any disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion can obtain such a flying sword, not to mention soaring into the sky, but at least compared to many sword cultivators, it can be said to be a victory.
They are on the starting line. In fact, several of them have already touched the limit of "consciousness". As long as they are adopted as natal flying swords and carefully cultivated for hundreds of years, they will definitely transform into top-quality flying swords.
But it is a pity that these flying swords that have not yet been officially transformed are always just high-grade flying swords made of extraordinary materials, and are not on the butcher's recipe list.
Those flying swords that are eligible to be "eaten" into her mouth are all flying swords that have begun to give birth to consciousness.
Perhaps this consciousness is still very weak, and it needs to be carefully cared for for hundreds of years before this flying sword can truly transform into a top-quality flying sword. However, the born consciousness and the unborn consciousness are always two levels: the one in the sword tomb
Even if a high-grade flying sword can burst out a sword energy full of intimidation,
That can only be spread out under the resonance of other top-grade flying swords and even Daobao flying swords; and even those flying swords that are not truly top-grade but have given birth to superficial consciousness can instinctively feel the danger.
, I want to stay away from the little butcher and avoid my own "death".
It's just a pity that if these flying swords were controlled by someone, there might be some possibility of escape.
But now once it is held in the hands of the little butcher, it can only become a delicious meal for her.
In the blink of an eye, the little butcher had eaten seven flying swords that had given birth to consciousness, and one of them was even a truly top-quality flying sword.
Shi Lezhi ignored the little butcher's fuss and turned to observe the sword tomb in front of her.
Compared with the sword tomb in her memory, the sword tomb in front of her was four-fifths smaller, leaving only a small area.
There are incomplete pieces of iron everywhere in the area.
Some of these iron pieces are larger, and you can still vaguely see a broken sword body, while some are very small, with only a small irregular piece of rusty iron left, or you can still vaguely see it.
It's the tip of the sword.
The area where densely packed iron sheets are piled up is almost four or five inches thick.
In some places, the accumulation is large, forming iron hillsides several meters or tens of meters high.
Those intact flying swords were scattered on the land and hillsides composed of countless broken swords.
At first glance, there are so many flying swords in the Sword Tomb that they are so densely packed that it is almost immeasurable.
In fact, as soon as Shi Lezhi's spiritual perception was swept away, he knew how many flying swords there were.
There are only more than 700 in total.
But two-thirds of them are only high-grade flying swords used to recharge. There are only more than 200 that can be considered high-quality. Among them, there are only three first-level Dao treasures, nearly a hundred top-grade flying swords, and the rest are just
Between the top grade and the top grade, the flying sword has just been born with a superficial consciousness.
Shi Lezhi didn't know how many flying swords came out of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
But she remembered that in the sword tomb of the Sword Sect in the past, there were thousands of Daobao level flying swords alone. If you include the flying swords that are between the best and the Daobao, the best
There are countless flying swords.
And a top-grade flying sword?
That is not even qualified to be sent as a burial object in the sword tomb, let alone to be openly inserted into the sword tomb to raise the sword.
"Tiangang, Disha, Fuxi, Yueying, Yangmian...are all gone." Shi Lezhi couldn't help but sigh, "Even the Five Swords of Yin and Yang of Heaven, Earth and Man cannot be saved, and the Five Elements Order is probably gone... The Sword Sect
The Ten Ultimate Swords may have become extinct."
"belch--"
Shi Lezhi looked back and saw that the little butcher was holding a trembling long sword. He burped and opened his mouth to inhale, sucking in all the spiritual energy of the flying sword into his belly, and then looked at him with a look on his face.
He looked full and sat down on the ground, stroking his belly.
"Can we still eat it?" Shi Lezhi walked to the little butcher's side with a bit of fun.
Just as she was sighing at the changes in the sword tomb, the little butcher "ate" another dozen flying swords - different from the previous situation where he just drew the sword with one hand and then pulled out another one after eating, probably because
Stimulated by the instinct of appetite, the little butcher learned to draw swords with both hands in the process: he pulled out one with his left hand, opened his mouth to suck it in while his body moved in front of the other flying sword, and then while pulling out his right hand, he released the sword with his left hand.
At the same time, Tie moved to another flying sword.
This look is just like making skewers.
Of course, Shi Lezhi didn't know what "pulling strings" was, but she could tell that the little butcher's sword eating speed was much faster.
When she heard Shi Lezhi's question, although the little butcher looked overstuffed, she still nodded eagerly, saying that she could eat more. In order to prove her appetite, the little butcher ran to pull out the food again.
He picked up several swords and swallowed them all in one breath.
After swallowing the spiritual energy on the sword, the little butcher looked back at Shi Lezhi. There was a bit of confusion on her face. Finally, as if she had made a great decision, she pulled out a flying sword that had initially given birth to consciousness.
, and then after thinking about it, he inserted the flying sword back, turned around and pulled out several high-grade flying swords that had not yet been born, and then ran to Shi Lezhi, handing over the several high-grade flying swords to Shi Lezhi as if they were offering treasures.
Shi Lezhi.
What's even more rare is that he opened his mouth and made a sound of "ah-ah-", which seemed to be telling Shi Lezhi that this food is delicious.
Looking at the little butcher's shining eyes, Shi Lezhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"You're just going to give me this garbage?"
The little butcher blinked his eyes, looked down at the high-grade flying sword in his hand, and then looked up at Shi Lezhi. There was more energy in his bright eyes. Compared with the eyes full of curiosity about the world before, now
The little butcher's eyes were a little more innocent, as if he were saying: Mother, what are you talking about? The little butcher couldn't understand.
Shi Lezhi pointed to the flying sword that had been pulled out by the butcher before and then inserted back into it, giving birth to the initial consciousness, and said with a smile: "I want that one."
"Ding Ling Dang Cang——"
The pile of high-grade flying swords held in the little butcher's hands suddenly fell to the ground, making a series of sounds.
The little guy raised his head and stared at Shi Lezhi dumbfounded. His mouth opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but maybe her language skills were not enough. She babbling for a long time, but could not say a complete sentence, and her face suddenly turned pale.
I became anxious and aggrieved.
Shi Lezhi didn't say anything, just looked at the little butcher with a smile.
The little guy babbling for a while, then he picked up the flying sword that fell on the ground and wanted to give it to Shi Lezhi. But seeing that Shi Lezhi didn't reach out to pick it up, he thought about it and hurried to the other side.
In front of the flying sword, he pulled out more than ten high-grade flying swords and gathered them together to stuff them into Shi Lezhi's arms. His little face was so anxious that he was about to cry, and his eyes were filled with mist.
"Kiss, kiss. Eat, eat."
"Hahaha." Shi Lezhi laughed, then reached out and rubbed the little guy's head: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
The little butcher was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "It's bad to be clingy!"
The look on her little face was aggrieved.
Shi Lezhi smiled and raised his right hand, and about twenty high-grade flying swords suddenly floated into the air, and then they were all stacked together. Shi Lezhi's left hand exuded a wisp of demonic energy, and then swept across the sword.
The next moment, these flying swords were pulled by the demonic energy, and wisps of light blue smoke suddenly burst out from the swords.
As the smoke drifted away from the flying swords, the more than twenty flying swords suddenly underwent oxidation reactions at a speed visible to the naked eye. All the flying swords suddenly became rusty, and even experienced extremely serious corrosion reactions.
.When Shi Lezhi stopped the traction control, these high-grade flying swords fell to the ground one after another, and then broke into several pieces.
Shi Lezhi twisted the index finger of his left hand, and more than twenty wisps of light blue smoke followed the wisp of demonic energy and turned into a blue bead.
Inside the bead, there is a dense blue light. Although there is no spiritual existence, it is full of sword intent, almost equivalent to a full blow from an ordinary fairyland swordsman.
The little butcher's aggrieved expression froze, and his eyes were fixed on the blue beads in Shi Lezhi's hand.
She instinctively wants to swallow a trace of consciousness in Jianzhong Feijian. That is because she knows that swallowing a large amount of these consciousnesses can improve her spirituality. She is not lacking in wisdom, but now she is still like a blank piece of paper. She needs
She needs to learn more and understand the world so that she can truly be like a human being. But spirituality is different from wisdom. For the little butcher, spirituality is just like what the monks call talent.
A monk's talent is determined from his birth.
But not the butcher.
Her essence is still a flying sword, but it is impossible for ordinary flying swords to grow on their own like her.
Devouring the consciousness of other flying swords has naturally become an instinct of the little butcher.
An instinct to become stronger.
The bead in Shi Lezhi's hand contains the sword intention extracted from more than twenty high-grade flying swords. Its meaning is also very important to the butcher - if the consciousness on the flying sword is spirituality, it is
The important material that can sublimate the butcher's talent means the upper limit of height. The existence of sword intent is equivalent to the foundation of a monk. Just like whether an ordinary monk is good at practicing Taoism or Buddhism, it is
Become a swordsman or a martial artist.
Its symbolic meaning is the lower limit of the butcher.
However, it is very difficult for a sword cultivator to understand something like sword intent on his own, let alone a little butcher.
This bead in Shi Lezhi's hand can increase the basic growth gained by the Butcher's nearly ten years of hard work.
"Do you want it?" Shi Lezhi moved the beads left and right. The butcher's eyes seemed to be glued to the beads, and his head swayed with the beads.
However, after hearing Shi Lezhi's words, the little butcher quickly came to his senses and nodded heavily.
"Isn't my mother bad?"
The little butcher rolled his eyes, then hurriedly turned around and ran to the flying sword before, pulled out the flying sword that had begun to give birth to consciousness, and ran to Shi Lezhi on his short legs, laughing.
Zeitian: "stick to the kiss, give, give. Eat."
"You little naughty boy." Shi Lezhi said with a smile, "I don't know from whom you learned this habit of adapting to the wind."
The little butcher tilted his little head, blinked his innocent eyes, and had a bewildered expression on his face that said, "Mother, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Shi Lezhi couldn't help but threw the beads in his hand to the little butcher. The latter didn't even catch it with his hands, he just opened his mouth and swallowed it, and then chewed it quickly.
However, after the little guy finished eating the beads, he thought about it and handed the flying sword to Shi Lezhi.
"I don't need this." Shi Lezhi scratched the little butcher's nose, "You can eat it."
Hearing Shi Lezhi's words, probably because he was deeply afraid that Shi Lezhi would regret it, the little butcher opened his mouth and swallowed the consciousness of the flying sword in his hand.
Seeing the butcher's anxious look, Shi Lezhi said with a doting look on his face: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious... The night is still very long, we can take our time. The flying swords in this sword tomb are enough for you to grow up."
