Chapter 959 Sword Spirit

He followed the same pattern and stayed at the bottom of Xinjian Lake for a long time, and finally caught seven shadow stone monsters.

"Further deeper, you will find the center of Xinjian Lake."

As he went to the back, there were fewer and fewer shadow stones that could be detected. Lu Xuan simply gave up, saved some time and energy, and came to the center of Xinjian Lake.

"It is said that many Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators who died normally within the sect are buried here."

"Their bodies, souls, sword intentions, etc. are transformed into various kendo treasures, which can be regarded as making a final contribution to the Dongxuan Sword Sect."

Lu Xuan thought in his heart, feeling in awe of those Yuanying Master uncles whom he had never heard of.

If he was approaching his end of life, he probably wouldn't have such a spirit of dedication.

"However, admiration is admiration, and the treasures that should be found are still found."

He slowly entered the central area of ​​Xinjian Lake.

The kendo treasures here are more precious than those in the outer areas. If you are lucky enough to get one, you can reach the sky in one step.

However, the difficulty of getting it has also skyrocketed.

Whether it is the sword bone formed by the essence of the body, or the sword soul formed by the spirit of the soul, they all come from the sword cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm.

Even if you encounter it, you will have to work hard to conquer it.

There are two main methods of subjugation. One is to rely on one's own swordsmanship to subjugate the sword bones or sword souls. The other method requires having unparalleled swordsmanship talent to attract the sword bones and sword souls.

Unfortunately, these two methods are not suitable for Lu Xuan.

He has cultivated so many sword grasses and absorbed many sword will experience packs, and his swordsmanship is pretty good. However, the Dongxuan Sword Sect is one of the best swordsmanship sects in the realm of heavens. The swordsmanship genius is like a crucian carp crossing the river, spread throughout the sect. Here, he's not the best.

Not to mention his talent for swordsmanship. Even with the tempering of treasures such as the Sword Heart and Thunderous Sword Gallbladder, and the consumption of countless amounts of real sword liquid, his swordsmanship talent can only be regarded as average in the Sword Sect.

"No matter what, it's always good to give it a try. Maybe there's some sword bone and sword soul that doesn't have a good eye for me!"

Lu Xuan thought very optimistically.

Entering the central area, the rich sword energy rushed towards the face, filling the entire world.

Lu Xuan's spiritual sense was revealed and he slowly walked among countless sword energies.

There are many cemeteries inside, some are extremely simple, with just a random stone tablet standing there, while others are more spectacular, like a vast courtyard, with a huge scale.

There are various powerful restrictions placed between the cemeteries, which seem to isolate small worlds.

Lu Xuan entered one of them and bowed slightly to a stone tablet in front of him.

"Lu Xuan, a disciple of the Sword Sect, accidentally disturbed my senior. I hope you will forgive me."

After the words fell, there was no movement on the stone tablet.

Lu Xuan looked calm, placed a few spiritual fruits in front of the stone tablet, and sprinkled a cup of hundred fruit spiritual pulp.

Then, he turned around and left.

Entering another cemetery, Lu Xuan immediately stopped.

I saw a figure sitting on the stone tablet in the center of the cemetery, seemingly integrated with the stone tablet.

The figure was incorporeal and quiet. Even if Lu Xuan came in, there was no reaction.

"This is the soul of the sword."

Lu Xuan sighed in his heart.

The Sword Spirit is somewhat similar to the Angry Sword Master, but the Angry Sword Master is formed from the residual evil thoughts of True Monarch Nascent Soul and has a strong active aggressiveness, while the Sword Soul is just a pure spirit.

But even if the sword soul looks harmless to humans and animals, if you want to take it away from the cemetery, it is not an easy task.

Lu Xuan came to Jian Po and bowed to him respectfully.

"The junior Sword Sect disciple Lu Xuan has met the senior."

Jian Po still looked forward without any reaction.

Lu Xuan rubbed his chin.

He was determined to take away the sword soul, but he was not completely sure.

"Everything is still undecided, give me something to eat."

With a thought in his mind, he took out a bottle of Huanzhen Sword Liquid and came to the stone tablet.

There was still no reaction from the sword, but Lu Xuan knew that as long as he tried to capture it, he would be greeted by a violent storm of attacks.

The real sword liquid formed a small stream of silver-gray water and slowly seeped into the stone tablet.

Jian Po, who was sitting on top of the stone tablet, finally reacted. He turned to look at Lu Xuan with blurred features, but could not tell any emotion.

Lu Xuan's mind slowly focused on the sword.

In an instant, he seemed to have fallen into a chaotic space. When he woke up again, he had become a young man wearing the Sword Sect's standard robe.

The young man comes from an ordinary background, but he has shown extraordinary talent in swordsmanship since childhood. As long as he gets started, he can learn any sword technique in the shortest time.

Slowly, this talent was noticed by the Sword Sect and he was introduced into the sect.

On the day he left for the sect, the young man was in high spirits. Envyed by many relatives and friends, he boarded the Dongxuan Sword Sect flying boat and entered the world of his dreams.

After joining the Sword Sect, the young man became an outer disciple. He learned superior skills in the Sword Sect, and his mastery of the Supreme Sword Technique was rapidly improving.

Soon, he grew from a boy to a middle-aged man, and at the same time became a foundation-building disciple. His cultivation continued to progress rapidly until he reached the perfect state of foundation-building.

When he was promoted to the pill formation, he encountered a big problem. The first pill formation unexpectedly failed. The young man was depressed and lost his Taoist heart.

The elders and friends of the Sword Sect came to help one after another, either providing pill-forming spiritual objects or helping him repair the damaged foundation.

In this way, the young man regained his confidence and was successfully promoted when he broke through the core formation for the second time.

After becoming a Jindan Zhenren, Jianzong valued him more and more, and he could easily obtain all kinds of treasures and skills. Therefore, he had an unparalleled sense of belonging to the sect.

At the same time, he began to travel outside with sufficient confidence in his strength, and saw the different styles of the heavens and realms, and dealt with all kinds of cultivators. He fell into danger several times, and either escaped danger through his own means or contacted the sect monks to rescue him.

After countless times of tempering, his heart of seeking the truth became more and more firm, and his cultivation also improved rapidly.

After reaching the perfect state of Jindan, his Yuanying master also gave him an extremely rare and precious seventh-grade spiritual object that could help him slightly increase the probability of breaking through the Yuanying.

He was infinitely grateful for this.

After decades of seclusion, with the help of the Jianzong formation and the protection of several Yuanying Zhenjun, he was successfully promoted to Yuanying Zhenjun.

At that time, there were many strange phenomena between heaven and earth, and it was so beautiful.

At that moment, he even thought that he had hope of immortality.

But after being promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, the path of cultivation became more and more difficult. He was still stuck in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage even though his life span was about to end.

He finally panicked and tried every means to find elixirs to increase his life span, and even risked his life to enter the land of demons.

However, it was useless. He could only watch his vitality slip away and finally accept the fact that he was about to die.

Before he died, scenes from the Sword Sect over the past thousand years emerged in his mind.

He joined the Sword Sect, learned the skills, met fellow disciples, explored the secret realm with his fellow disciples, and received various help from the sect in many dangers and difficulties.

In the end, all his thoughts turned into a deep attachment, and after many years, it became an obsession.

"Strengthen my Sword Sect!"