The Fifth Elder of the Lingjian School hadn't had this kind of treatment for many years. She had always been the one hugging others and then being abandoned like a pair of worn-out shoes.
In the past, she seized countless magical tools, magical treasures, elixirs, and elixirs from Daoist Master Zhifeng … Indeed, she didn't sell them all. In fact, although Daoist Master Zhifeng wasn't rich, a Yuanying Stage cultivator's net worth in the Nine Regions could not be underestimated. It was not that easy to cash them all in a short period of time.
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"Very well, since you're so humble and even lost your dignity to beg me, I'll reluctantly support you. Who told you to have poor aptitude, slow perception, and ugly face?"
While ridiculing him, the Fifth Elder took out a small sword from her mustard seed bag and threw it to her disciple.
"What is this?" Wang Lu asked while twirling the toothpick-like thin sword between his fingers.
His Master sneered. "It's only been two months and you already forgot? After practicing with that barbarian female swordsman for a long time, your brain power really shriveled, little Wang Lu. "
Wang Lu attentively looked at it and felt that this small sword was a bit familiar. Before long, he exclaimed, "What the, a small Sword of Mount Kun!?"
"Yes, it's the Sword of Mount Kun. Otherwise, is it really a toothpick?" His master shook his head and explained seriously, "This thing has no value to me, but it just so happens that you don't have a suitable weapon on hand, so you can make do with it. You should throw away that Purple Myrtle Flexible Sword, the weapons of the mortal world are already too far apart from your strength. However, this Sword of Mount Kun is an eighth rank spiritual treasure. Let alone riding the sword, you're just a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, you're not even worthy to carry the sword spirit's shoes. And here, there's no Sect Leader's Golden Seal that can make you forcibly exert the power of the spiritual treasure. Therefore, I helped you seal it. There are nine layers of seals in total, which will naturally be unlocked as your cultivation base improves. With your current cultivation base, you can't even unlock the first layer of the seal. However, it doesn't matter if you can't unlock it. Spiritual treasure is, after all, spiritual treasure. Its material is far from that of ordinary magical tools. At least, with your level, you don't have to worry about breaking it … In addition, there's one important thing that you must pay attention to. "
With that, his Master reached out to recall the sealed Sword of Mount Kun and gently flicked it with her finger, which emitted a crisp echo.
"The sword spirit of the Sword of Mount Kun is still here."
Wang Lu frowned. "This means …?"
"This means that before you officially become the owner of this sword, you must make a choice. Do you want to keep this Sword Spirit?"
"What's the difference?"
His master smiled and said, "Of course there is. This Sword of Mount Kun wasn't refined by Daoist Master Zhifeng himself, but by a Master Refiner of Shengjing Sect twelve hundred years ago. Do you know what this means? "
Wang Lu thought for a moment. "This sword is just a piece of trash with an outdated design concept?"
Buzz!
The needle-like sword trembled violently, as if expressing its strong indignation. His Master reached out to suppress the vibration of the spiritual treasure, and then she was extremely surprised. "I say, you, the top student of Spirit Sword Sect, haven't you ever taken a basic refining course?"
Wang Lu confidently said, "The Non-Phase Peak is so poor, where would they get the money for me to learn refining?"
"... Well, to put it simply, there's an unwritten rule in the Immortal Cultivation World. The older the spiritual treasure, the higher its value. For example, the Sword of Mount Kun is a thousand years old spiritual treasure. Although its basic level is only the eighth rank, its actual value is much higher than that. That idiot Zhifeng's cultivation is insufficient, and his Heart of Dao is shallow, so he could only barely display the seventh rank's power. In fact, it should be far more than that. Do you know why?"
Wang Lu, who has never taken a refining course, told the truth. "I don't know."
"Oh, actually, the key is the Sword Spirit. The older the Sword Spirit, the richer its experience. And experience is, in many cases, a priceless treasure. A Sword Spirit that has experienced the vicissitudes of life can't be compared to a young and tender Sword Spirit. Well, to put it simply … "
Wang Lu said with a smile, "I understand, it's like carrying an old grandpa with you."
"Yes, that's the reason. In addition to the various wonderful uses it can play in a fight … For example, a Flying Sword, this kind of thing that cultivators carry with them, because it has been accompanying the cultivator for a long time, it is not unfamiliar with many things in Immortal Cultivation. If you encounter a problem, you can ask it at any time, and you can use it as a half teacher. Isn't it very convenient?"
After saying that, Wang Wu's tone changed. "But then again, there are advantages and disadvantages. The more powerful the Sword Spirit, the more independent it is. Especially the Sword of Mount Kun, which has existed for thousands of years, a common King Pill cultivator may not necessarily be able to suppress it … Not to mention you, a little Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator. Although you have my nine layers of seal, so in theory, there won't be too much danger, but what can a one thousand two hundred years old Sword Spirit do?"
"So I'll give you a chance to choose. Do you want to keep this Sword Spirit? If you don't, then I'll ask Senior Martial Brother to wash away the Sword Spirit's memory for the past one thousand two hundred years, and obediently recognize you as its master. Although it will lack the various supernatural abilities of a thousand year old Sword Spirit, at least it will be stable. If you keep it … "
Wang Lu didn't wait for her to finish. "Of course I'll keep it. Is there a need to hesitate?"
Master smiled. "You're quite decisive."
"Hmph, even that idiot Zhifeng didn't wash away his memory, why should I bother to be that idiot who destroys his precious weapon? So what if it's been one thousand two hundred years? It's just a mere Sword Spirit, if I say I can train it, can't I? "
Buzz! The Sword of Mount Kun shook again, obviously extremely angry.
Master thought for a moment. "To be honest, just because of what you said just now, I think it's better to wash it away …"
—
In the end, Wang Lu didn't wash away the Sword of Mount Kun's Autumn Beam's consciousness.
Regarding the matter of training the Sword Spirit, he showed extraordinary confidence. In his words, he was able to farm points in the Peach Blossom Village until the Great Array was shaken. A mere Eighth Grade Sword Spirit was nothing to him.
However, the first meeting between Wang Lu and the Sword Spirit Autumn Beam was not pleasant.
With the help of his Master, Wang Lu extended the perception of his Primordial Spirit outside of his Inner Mansion, and touched the Sword of Mount Kun that was like an embroidery needle with nine layers of seals.
The interior of this Eighth Grade Spirit Treasure was really extraordinary. Clouds and mist covered most of the field of vision, but the part that could be seen was actually a mountain range. Surrounded by the mountains, a woman in apricot yellow clothes was quietly waiting for Wang Lu.
The Sword Spirit Autumn Beam.
This was the first time that Wang Lu communicated with the Sword Spirit using the Inner Vision Technique. He saw that the woman in front of him seemed to be in her early twenties. Her appearance was elegant and refined, but her expression was as indifferent as ice. She stood motionless on a stone platform, as if she had merged with the stone platform, motionless for thousands of years.
"Uh, hello?"
The woman slightly closed her eyes, and ignored him.
Wang Lu was a little depressed. "Sure enough, a thousand-year-old tortoise has reached the end of its life. Miss, have you passed away?"
Then the woman opened her eyes. Although she did not speak, her eyes were filled with displeasure.
Then, without waiting for Wang Lu to say anything, his Master's Primordial Spirit quietly floated over, and gave him a violent knock on the head.
"You idiot! You can actually make the generous Earth Element Sword Spirit so angry that it became as cold as ice. This is simply a skill! "
Seeing that Wang Wu also came in, Autumn Beam finally said, "You don't have to worry about anything. I have followed more than ten masters in my life, and have never betrayed them."
Wang Wu was silent for a moment. "Even if you follow such an unreliable master?"
Autumn Beam said again, "Indeed, I have never seen such a master … but it is still a novel experience. I am looking forward to what kind of experience he will bring me."
Although she said that, she still refused to look at Wang Lu.
As she said, the Sword of Mount Kun had changed too many masters in the past one thousand two hundred years. Among them, there were even evil devils! Autumn Beam's nature was indifferent. She showed the necessary loyalty to each master, but it did not mean that she did not have her own thoughts.
A dignified Eighth Grade Spirit Treasure was given to a Seventh Grade Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator. No matter how generous Autumn Beam was, she still felt some anger in her heart. Not to mention that this new master seemed to have a bad temperament, and his mouth was extremely bad. It was really, really unpleasant!
— —
With the Sword of Mount Kun, Wang Lu had nothing else to ask for.
Of course, it was also because he could not ask for it. His Master, that poor bastard, was generous enough to give him the Sword of Mount Kun that was worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. Now it seemed that it was worth even more. Counting on her to continue to be generous … haha!
With the Sword of Mount Kun, for the next month, Wang Lu was busy.
Busy practicing the sword.
Eighth Grade Spirit Treasure, even with nine layers of seal, for a Seventh Grade Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator, it was too heavy. Even if Wang Lu, under the guidance of his Master, gave up almost all of his spell cultivation and focused on the way of the sword, hoping that in the future, he would be able to break ten thousand methods with one sword. However, now that he held the Sword of Mount Kun in his hand, he still felt that his head was heavy and his feet were light, and it was difficult to distinguish the priority.
The third layer of Non-Phase Sword Art, if placed in the mortal world, would already be considered an extraordinary and refined top sword art. However, Autumn Beam, this thousand years old Sword Spirit, had a very keen vision. Wang Lu's swordsmanship was simply full of flaws, and she could not bear to look straight at it. Therefore, when Wang Lu moved his sword, Autumn Beam would often subconsciously correct his movements.
This made Wang Lu very unhappy. I practice my own sword art, what does it have to do with you? Your sword art is brilliant, but it's not on the same path as my Non-Phase Sword Art. A forceful girl is not sweet, thank you! As a Sword Spirit, you should have the awareness of a Sword Spirit, and be a good audience!
As a result, this reprimand made Autumn Beam tremble in anger. "Good, since you're so confident, then rely on your own strength to move the sword!"
Then, Wang Lu could no longer hear Autumn Beam's voice. Of course, this was not important to him, but the more troublesome problem was … when Autumn Beam disappeared, the Sword of Mount Kun suddenly felt as if it had a thousand catties of weight. Wang Lu cursed, and the Sword of Mount Kun fell straight down, almost dislocating his wrist!
When he went back and asked his Master, he found out that at the level of spiritual treasure, the communication between the cultivator and the Sword Spirit was extremely important. The most crucial point of the spiritual treasure's power was the synchronization rate between the cultivator and the Sword Spirit. Initially, Daoist Master Zhifeng was kind to Autumn Beam, but limited by his perception, Dao Heart, and other factors, the synchronization rate was at most eighty percent. Relying on other means, he was barely able to upgrade the Sword of Mount Kun to the seventh grade. But Wang Lu's situation was even worse. He was not on good terms with Autumn Beam, so the synchronization rate was basically negative! The fact that the Sword of Mount Kun did not devour its owner was because of Liang Qiu's kindness.
To solve this problem, Wang Lu spent an entire month, he was too lazy to argue with Liang Qiu, and in this month, he only did one thing: Train his sword.
How to train? Of course it was to find someone to spar with! Who? Of course it was Aya!
A few days ago, the chef of Misty Peak was provoked by the sword intent. Now, his fighting spirit was strong, so these days, the food in the cafeteria had a bit more awe-inspiring sword intent — damn it, the Western Continent dog chef's Look Up at the Starry Sky didn't even pick out the fishbones!
As a result, there were even fewer visitors from Misty Peak. Other than looking for Wang Lu to practice her swordplay, Aya really had nothing else to do.
At first, Aya was taken aback. After not seeing him for a day or two, how could this genius youth's swordsmanship have weakened so much! Sure enough, it's not good without my Look Up at the Starry Sky!? Later, when she asked about the truth, she was full of praise for Wang Lu's choice.
A swordsman should have the determination to forge ahead, and the temperament to cut through the thistles and thorns. Wang Lu's practice with a heavy sword seemed stupid, but it was like running with sandbags tied to his legs. The result of doubling the fatigue was that the effect of his practice would only be better.
Thus, another month quickly passed by. In this month, Wang Lu cultivated the Non-Phase Method and Non-Phase Bone every day. Although his realm did not break through, it gradually stabilized, and his attribute bonus increased a bit. Then, most of his energy was used to practice his swordsmanship with Aya. Thus, his biggest progress was in his Non-Phase Sword Art.
According to his Master's division, there were still three layers, but the three layers were completely different. One month ago, his Three-Layer Non-Phase Sword Art was just a mortal's sword art. One month later, Wang Lu could not release his sword qi, nor could he create a curtain of light, but his swordsmanship had reached a higher level, and he had the qualification to advance to the immortal path.
Because one month later, his Three-Layer Non-Phase Sword Art had the assistance of the Sword of Mount Kun. In other words, Liang Qiu gave in.
Although this millennium sword spirit still did not like his new master, Wang Lu, after a month of careful observation, Liang Qiu had to admit that Wang Lu was really an excellent swordsman. His embryonic form of Non-Phase Sword Art was indeed full of flaws, but as a foundation and framework, it was good enough.
Therefore, after some deliberation, Liang Qiu gradually cooperated with Wang Lu. Although the synchronization rate between the two was unbearably low, and although this spiritual treasure still had nine layers of seal, that was only because his cultivation base was not high enough. However, from the actual combat effect, Wang Lu's Three Feet Sword Defense's defensive power had increased several times. With Aya's brilliant swordsmanship, under the premise of maintaining the same power output, it would take her at least a hundred moves to break through the defense.
Then, the experiential learning for the new disciples of Lingjian School officially began.
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