As soon as the sword spirit came out, the sword intent raged wildly, forming a terrifying storm that swept away in all directions.
Upon sensing this powerful aura, everyone's expressions changed.
"Such a powerful sword intention." Wuying was a little surprised.
"It is said that they were weapons that were naturally derived from heaven and earth when the world first opened." Zi Chen said.
Wuying shook his head and said: "No, when the world first opened, there were no derivative weapons. They should have been artificially refined later."
"Artificially refined?"
Zi Chen was shocked when he heard this.
You must know that in his understanding, knives, swords, and shields all appeared when the world first opened. Because they can be integrated with the rules of the Star of Life, they are very powerful holy weapons.
He was surprised and soon realized the problem in the rumors.
Originally he didn't know the difference between gods and holy soldiers, but now he understands.
Since he is a holy weapon, how can he trap the heart of the god?
You know, gods are at a much higher level than saints.
Let alone a god, even he can kill a group of saints now.
Obviously this rumor is inaccurate.
As for why it was inaccurate, Zi Chen guessed that it was because the Star of Life had not seen anyone stronger than a saint for a long time, and the only craftsman ancestor was trapped in the divine city and could not get out.
The sword spirit manifested into a human form, standing in the sky, its breath was powerful, and its robes vibrated.
"I said, get down quickly!"
At this moment, the monk shouted loudly, he was still feeling sorry for the source of regeneration belonging to Zi Chen, because the sword spirit was standing there, and the source of regeneration was still decreasing.
Dao Ling lowered his head and saw what was under his feet. A bright light flashed in his eyes, "Regenerating the source of the gods, no wonder he is fully awake."
"I said, come down quickly. Do you know what it is and how precious it is?"
The monk became anxious and shouted loudly, as if he had already determined that those sources of rebirth were his own.
"Little baby, I won't use your things in vain. Isn't it the source of regeneration? After I finish refining it, I will give you a chance." Daoling said.
When the monk heard this, his face immediately turned pale.
Even Zi Chen's expression changed. There were still a lot of these regenerated divine sources at this time, but according to Dao Ling's words, they actually wanted to refine them all.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as his thoughts moved, the surrounding rules emerged, and all these regenerative divine sources disappeared.
"Are you too stingy?"
Daoling looked back at Zi Chen, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Zi Chen said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, we keep these to save our lives in case of danger."
"That's fine!"
The sword spirit swayed and fell from the sky. The sheathed long sword was caught in his hand. "Your level is still very low. It makes no sense for me to be so strong."
"Um."
Suddenly, the sword spirit turned around and looked at the ancient sword monument, his expression slightly changed, "So it's it."
"Senior, do you know the sword monument?" Zi Chen was shocked.
"There are nine of these things, called Sword Ancestor Steles. Each of them contains three sword intentions, representing the three swords of heaven, earth, and man."
"What if you understand the sword's intention?" Zi Chen asked, and the others also looked at the sword spirit.
"If you understand the sword intention of man, you are the ancient ancestor; if you understand the sword intention of earth, you are the ancestor general; if you understand the sword intention of heaven, you are the ancestor king!"
When everyone heard this, they seemed very shocked.
The monk asked: "So magical and so simple?"
Dao Ling turned around when he heard the sound and looked at the monk, "Of course it's magical, but what does simplicity mean?"
"Comprehend the three sword intentions and become the ancestor king. That is an existence second only to the gods. Isn't it simple?" the monk asked in return.
Dao Ling said speechlessly: "Who said there are three sword intentions? Those are three sword intentions. If you want to reach the realm of the ancestral king, you must first understand the eighteen sword intentions, among which there are nine earth and human sword intentions.
Tao. In other words, we have to find the other eight Sword Ancestor Steles!"
When everyone heard this, they were a little dumbfounded.
Finding such a piece is already considered lucky, so how can I be lucky enough to find other Sword Ancestor Steles?
Seeing the changing expressions of everyone, Dao Ling said: "Don't be depressed, the world is only so big, and you will find it one day."
How big is the total?
To put it lightly, if you walk without eating or drinking, you may not be able to travel around it in millions of years.
This world is almost endless.
"What is the opportunity you just mentioned?" Zi Chen asked.
"Oh, what are you talking about? I see that you have all arrived at the ancestral realm, and I happen to have a few things here that are suitable for you. Come and experience them."
Dao Ling waved his hand and saw stone tablets appearing one after another and falling all around.
At the same time as this stone tablet appeared, there was a powerful sword intent raging.
After feeling the powerful sword intent, the faces of the approaching monk, Zi Chen and others changed drastically, and they all retreated towards the rear.
"Swish!" "Swish!"...
As he was retreating, light flashed under Zi Chen's feet, and he used Thunder and Lightning. When he was dodging, a stream of sword energy passed by him, very sharp.
There were muffled sounds from all around, and when he turned around when he felt safe, he saw that the Demon Ape and others had been attacked one after another, with blood pouring from their bodies, and they kept retreating.
A total of five stone tablets appeared on the scene. The stone tablets looked almost identical, and even had the same aura.
"What is this?" Zi Chen asked, his face a little ugly. It was obvious that Dao Ling did this on purpose, just to take revenge on him.
"The Sword Ancestor Monument has a total of nine pieces. Unfortunately, I only got five pieces. There are still four pieces left that you need to find."
Dao Ling said: "The method of enlightenment is the same. Once you understand the sword intention of the five people, you can reach the fifth level of the ancestral realm."
"Why is this happening?"
Zi Chen asked, because breaking through the realm is not an easy task, why can the realm be broken through just comprehending a sword intention?
"Because this is the closest thing to the way of heaven. Its origin is extraordinary. Even if it is said that they are the way of heaven, it is not an exaggeration. And..."
Dao Ling didn't say anything else, he just smiled.
It is naturally easy to understand the meaning of the sword and break through the realm, but the prerequisite is that you can understand it.
"I'm giving this to you, it should be useful."
Dao Ling threw the long knife to Zi Chen, and when he took the long knife into his hands, he felt that the meaning of the swords around him became clearer.
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In the city owned by Kuai Wei, the teleportation array lit up.
As the light emerged, a team appeared.
This group is composed of divine envoys. The leader is a young man. His head is slightly raised, like a proud peacock, looking around, with a hint of contempt and disdain gradually appearing in his eyes: "This is a waste."
The city, after so long, has developed like a castle."
Behind him, a divine envoy said: "He is just an adopted son, how can he be compared with the young master. But it is indeed dangerous here, young master, are we really going to fall here?"
"Of course, what trash can do, how can I not be able to do it?"
This young man is none other than Ben Senlu, the Son of the God of the Second Day, who once snatched half of the people from Kui Wei's hands.
But after that, he heard a lot about Kui Wei, so in anger, he put away his city and wanted to develop his power here.
"Kui Wei, get out of here!"
Bensonru shouted loudly, and his voice spread far away, outside the city.
Sydney and others were working together to kill creatures from different time and space, when they suddenly heard this cry.
"What kind of thing doesn't know whether to live or die?"
Upon hearing this, Xini and others immediately showed anger on their faces. Recently, their city has been developing well, and their relationship with Kuai Wei is getting better and better.
"Kill him!"
Sydney made a show of going back.
Kui Wei grabbed Xini and said, "I'll go take a look. You continue to stay here."
"Do you know who it is?" Xavier asked, looking at Kui Wei's somewhat ugly expression.
"It's Ben Senlu, the son of the second day god." Kui Wei said.
"It's him?"
Sydney's face changed slightly, not because of fear, but rather a little strange, "How did you provoke him?"
There are nine gods in total in the God Realm, and they are all ranked. As the second god, he is naturally famous.
Likewise, as the son of the second day god, he is also more superior than the other sons of the gods.
That Benson Lu is such a person.
It is said that this person's talent is not high, but he is very arrogant and domineering. He should be said to be one of the best among all the sons of gods.
Because other sons of gods are arrogant because of their own background. This Bensenlu is different. He is arrogant wherever he goes.
Of course, the result of being arrogant is that you suffer a lot.
But he doesn't have a long memory.
Recalling that Kuai Wei brought so few people, Xini and others understood the reason.
"Does this guy really think that everything is his home? Do you want to teach him a lesson?" Sydney asked.
"No, I can guess his purpose. If that's the case, he is asking for trouble."
Kui Wei said calmly, and then walked towards the city.
The three of them seemed a little worried, so they followed them.
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"Trash, why are you here?" Bensenlu said dissatisfiedly when he saw Kui Wei appear.
"There are few people here, so I have to fight outside." Kui Wei said.
Ben Senlu's dissatisfied face immediately showed a hint of joy. This was of course his masterpiece.
"I don't know why the young master came here. Could it be that the adoptive father has an explanation?" Kui Wei asked.
Hearing the word "adopted father", Bensenlu's eyes showed a trace of anger again. He said sarcastically: "Who do you think you are? Why should father give you an explanation? I am here this time to tell you,
This young master wants to settle down here."
"It's very dangerous to settle down here," Kui Wei said.
"You, a loser, can do it, why can't I? I'm just here to remind you, don't let me destroy the city by then and you still don't know what happened."
After saying that, Bensenlu snorted coldly and walked forward.
During this period, he saw the three Sydneys, but did not recognize them. He smiled contemptuously at them and left the city.
"This guy is really arrogant! Humph, isn't he just going to fall into the city? We won't give him a way to build a teleportation array." Sydney said coldly.
Kui Wei said: "With his character, he will definitely not borrow ideas from us."
"What's the meaning?"
"There are only four cities, and he also has friends."