Chen Xiang didn't know what this sword washing pool was for. Now he was in so much pain that he couldn't concentrate. He originally wanted to use his spiritual consciousness to ask the mysterious guy inside, but under the constant stinging pain, he became confused. Yes, he fell asleep soon after.
A few days later, Chen Xiang woke up from the pain. After waking up from the pain, he was tortured by the severe pain for most of the day and then passed out. This happened so many times that he almost went crazy.
Chen Xiang, who was dazed, suddenly felt a piercing light shining on him. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the top of the mountain was covered with gleaming swords, and he was soaking in the sword washing pool. noodle.
"Did I have a nightmare?" Chen Xiang felt very comfortable at this moment. Then he sat up and found that he could float in the water now, unlike before where he would sink.
"Of course not, you have already washed it." After the voice appeared, Chen Xiang looked around and saw an old man in white robes with disheveled white hair appearing on the shore.
"Who are you?" Chen Xiang stood up in a hurry, came to the shore, and looked at the sword-washing pool that had tortured him for many days: "What is the purpose of this sword-washing pool?"
"Of course the sword washing pool is used for washing swords, but if you throw unqualified swords, they will be melted. If there are mistakes in some swords during the washing process, they will be stained on it." The old man said with a smile: "You now If it¡¯s okay, it should be a success.¡±
"It was successful, but I didn't feel any benefit, and I suffered for so long in vain." Chen Xiang said angrily. He really didn't feel that he was much stronger, nor did he feel physically stronger.
"Kid, you know, this sword washing pool has been around for many years, but it has never successfully cleaned a sword, but it has successfully cleaned a person. Hehe, this is something that the ancestor of swordsmanship never thought of." The old man chuckled.
"What's the use of that?" Chen Xiang wanted to know, but the old man always beat around the bush and refused to tell him. Now he was more curious about the Swordsman Ancestor God.
"The greatest use is that you can get me." The old man said.
"What's the use of you?" Chen Xiang looked at the old man, he didn't look that strong.
"Kid, you look down on me." The old man raised his hand, sucked a sword from the stone wall above the sword washing pool, and said, "Come, let's compare."
Chen Xiang took out the Nine Heavens Divine Sword, and without saying a word, stabbed the old man on the shoulder with a clean, lightning-fast sword.
But for some reason, the old man just glanced at him, and the Nine Heavens Divine Sword in his hand trembled, then broke free from his hand and fell to the ground.
Then, the old man quickly raised his sword and lowered it under his throat.
"You lost." The old man said.
Chen Xiang's face became very ugly. Just now, the Nine Heavens Divine Sword broke free from his hand. This was really weird. Moreover, the Nine Heavens Divine Sword was also condensed with strong original power by him, but that power suddenly dissipated. , that was dispersed by the Nine Heavens Divine Sword on its own.
"Hey, you know you're scared." The old man picked up the Nine Heavens Divine Sword and looked at it: "It's a very good sword, and the refining method is also very strange. Although the person who made it is not strong, this sword is very scary. , Far superior to many sword masters here, this man is really a wizard."
"But there is still something missing." The old man smiled and returned the sword to Chen Xiang.
"What happened just now?" Chen Xiang took the sword and asked doubtfully.
"It's nothing, it's just that this sword is killing me." The old man smiled and said: "I am the Emperor of Ten Thousand Swords. Of course, my body is dead, and now I am just a sword spirit without an owner."
"Sword Spirit." Chen Xiang frowned.
"That's right. Only swords that have been tempered in the sword-washing pool can I fuse with. And I haven't waited for so many years. Then I'll be waiting for you, a strange brat." The sword spirit said, "I think it should be you and this sword. They have been completely integrated, so you were guided to this place by this sword."
Chen Xiang also understood a lot at this time and said, "Does it mean that you can attract some powerful swords to this place?"
"Yes, I have stayed here for many years. Because I have no body, I can't leave here." Sword Spirit sighed: "The ancestor god of swordsmanship left me here, and I don't know how many years have passed in the blink of an eye."
"The Ancestral God of Sword Dao is your original master." Chen Xiang had already guessed it.
"Yes, but because he destroyed my body and felt that he couldn't help me, he didn't let me follow him anymore." Sword Spirit's face was full of sadness.
"Then now" Chen Xiang looked at the Nine Heavens Divine Sword: "You want to be the sword spirit of my sword."
"Why, aren't you welcome?" Sword Spirit smiled and said, "It's okay if you refuse. You can just continue hanging out for a while."
?"Well I didn't say no." Chen Xiang smiled and said, "Senior Sword Spirit, please come in quickly There is not much space in this sword. I'm worried that you won't be able to adapt to it."
"Don't worry, I can create space inside." The sword spirit said, and turned into a white rainbow and entered the Nine Heavens Divine Sword.
Chen Xiang swung the Nine Heavens Divine Sword twice, but he didn't feel how powerful it was. He just felt that the power of the sword had changed a lot compared to before. I don't know if this change meant that it was stronger.
"Kid, if you want to use my strength, you have to learn the God-killing Sword Technique. You should have a complete God-killing Sword Technique." Sword Spirit said.
"Of course, but what does it mean to study hard? I have already learned it." Chen Xiang said.
"What you have learned is only superficial. Since you have the God-killing Sword Technique, you should learn about it." Sword Spirit said: "I will give you some pointers as appropriate."
Chen Xiang hurried back up, returned to his room, took back the avatar, and then lay down on the bed to sleep.
There was indeed a time formation in the sword-washing pool. He had been soaking in it for many days, but only more than an hour had passed.
"Senior Sword Spirit, is the Swordsman Ancestral God very strong? Where did he go?" Chen Xiang asked, very curious about this. The Swordsman Ancestral God must be related to the God-killing Mountain.
"He is the founder of the God-killing Sword Technique and the number one swordsman. Of course he is powerful. I don't know where he went." Sword Spirit said: "He only said that he might die if he went to that place."
"Did you go to the Wandao Mausoleum?" Chen Xiang murmured.
"Wandao Mausoleum, where is it?" Sword Spirit asked hurriedly. He had been in the sword washing pool for a long time and did not understand many things outside. He still thought that Chen Xiang was a disciple of the Sword Dao Sect.
Chen Xiang told Sword Spirit what he knew about Wandao Mausoleum. After Sword Spirit heard it, he said: "Maybe he will be inside, I must go and take a look."
"Senior, I am not a kendo disciple." Chen Xiang said, "I may not join a kendo sect in the future."
"Whatever, as long as your Nine Heavens Divine Sword can become a shelter." Sword Spirit said: "I have been trapped in that place for too long." This book was first published on 17K Novel Network, and you can read the original content first. !