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"This is indeed the forbidden area of the True God Sword Sect. If I kill my way in, I might be able to obtain the inheritance of the True God Sword Sect." Grand Sword Saint Merlin's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The silver edge of the sword in his hand flowed like water and was as cold as ice.
Sword Light flashed explosively as the sword struck. Like a dense rainstorm, it tore apart the enemies in front and made them disappear.
But soon, more enemies appeared. These enemies were in the form of black shadows and held black swords in their hands. Their swords were different in length, width, and thickness, and they were all different. Their bodies emitted shockingly sharp fluctuations, and they were extremely pure, capable of killing all invaders.
This black shadow was like a sword cultivator's obsession, guarding the forbidden area of the True God Sword Sect.
Merlin had already forgotten how many black shadows he had killed. He only knew that he was constantly fighting, killing, and advancing.
Similar to Merlin's situation, the other two Grand Sword Saints also encountered the same thing. They kept bumping into the shadows and kept fighting fiercely with the shadows. They kept killing the shadows as if there was no end to it.
The black-robed man who entered last was also like the three Grand Sword Saints, constantly encountering sword-wielding black shadows.
This black-robed man's hands were empty, but he wielded a variety of strange spells. They were powerful and constantly shattered the black shadows. Then, he formed a seal with both hands, and a black vortex appeared beside him. Two figures walked out from it. They were two humans.
These two humans had slightly dark skin and listless eyes. Their bodies were very strong, and there were no signs of life on them.
If Chu Mu saw them, he would definitely recognize that this black-robed man was from the Underworld God Tribe.
The four of them did not have the sword sect spirit seal, which was equivalent to entering the forbidden area of the True God Sword Sect without permission. They would be surrounded by the black shadow swordsmen of the forbidden area. If they could resist the black shadow swordsmen's siege and advance, they might eventually reach the depths of the forbidden area. However, that hope was too slim.
As the forbidden area of the True God Sword Sect, it was filled with danger and countless seals. Even a high-level Saint-level contender would not be able to gain any benefits.
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There were 11,350 sword steles in the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles. They stood on the ground one by one, forming a forest of steles in an orderly manner. Every sword stele emitted a shocking aura that was cold and sharp.
The sword stele was divided into four levels. The lowest level was two meters tall, the middle level was three meters tall, the high level was five meters tall, and the highest level was nine meters tall.
Chu Mu held his sword and stood in front of a two-meter-long sword stele. This was the eighteenth sword stele that he had comprehended.
Chu Mu's unfathomable comprehension ability and exceedingly high level of swordsmanship allowed him to have an extremely good starting point. Easily, in less than 15 minutes, he would be able to comprehend the essence of the swordsmanship on the low level sword stele, and then master it.
Chu Mu's goal was not to learn the swordsmanship and use it to battle. He only wanted to expand his swordsmanship foundation and deepen his accumulation. Therefore, he did not care if he was proficient in the moves or not. As long as he could grasp the essence of the swordsmanship and understand the meaning of the swordsmanship, it would be enough.
Day after day passed. Chu Mu rapidly comprehended one sword stele after another, continuously grasping the essence and meaning of the swordsmanship recorded on the sword stele.
The swordsmanship on the sword stele was not all complete. Some were a whole set, some only had two or three moves, and some only had one move. Some swordsmanship was suitable for battle, and some swordsmanship was not suitable for battle, but suitable for cultivation.
Chu Mu cultivated the Eternal Sword Momentum and comprehended the Sword of Heaven and Earth. As a general, it would be easier for him to comprehend the essence and then master it. As Chu Mu's comprehension deepened, under the accumulation and expansion, when he comprehended other sword steles and swordsmanship, it would play a supporting role to a certain extent.
Nineteen sword steles … Twenty sword steles …
Ninety-ninth sword stele … Hundredth sword stele …
Bai Ling roamed freely within the forbidden grounds as if she was revisiting an old place.
There were eleven thousand three hundred and fifty sword steles. Low grade sword steles were the most, with seven thousand five hundred. Middle grade sword steles were second, with three thousand five hundred. High grade sword steles were three hundred and twenty. Top grade sword steles were the least, with only thirty.
Chu Mu's goal in entering the forbidden grounds of the True God Sword Sect was to grasp the final inheritance. However, he had to pass the test. Comprehending the swordsmanship in the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles was the test content.
First, comprehend the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles and combine it with one's own swordsmanship. Then, create a sword stele that was recognized by the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles. No matter if it was a low grade, middle grade, high grade, or top grade sword stele, it would be considered as passing the test and would be sent to the final place of inheritance.
Creating one's own swordsmanship was not difficult. However, it was not easy at all. However, to create a swordsmanship that was recognized by the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles, it could only be described as extremely difficult. Even the swordsmanship on the low grade sword stele was something that many swordsmen could not create in their lifetime.
However, to a true genius, creating a profound swordsmanship only required time and accumulation. When the accumulation was sufficient and there was an opportunity, they would be able to create it naturally.
Chu Mu had talent and comprehension. What he lacked was accumulation. This was because he wanted to create a swordsmanship that was more suitable for himself. He did not want to create any random swordsmanship. This was because every time he created, it would consume his own accumulation. Once it was consumed, he would have to replenish it. Only after enriching himself could he create another one.
If he did not do it, then so be it. If he wanted to do it, then he would do it to the best of his ability.
The swordsmanship on the low grade sword stele was not difficult for Chu Mu to comprehend. It was easy for him to grasp it quickly. However, Chu Mu did not miss out on it. Although some of the swordsmanship were close to similar, there were still differences between the swordsmanship created by different people. The difference was that each outstanding swordsman had a unique understanding of swordsmanship.
After that, the three Sword Saints of the Human Race and the God of Underworld Clan who had entered the forbidden area of the True God Sword Sect were still constantly besieged by the Black Shadow Sword Guards. They were still fighting fiercely, killing and advancing. It was as if there was no end to the road.
They were shocked to find that the Black Shadow Sword Guards were endless. They killed one after another. As they continued to fight, their strength was constantly consumed. They had no choice but to use pills to replenish their strength.
Chu Mu was immersed in comprehending the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Steles. He was immersed in the sea of swordsmanship. He was like a huge dry sponge, crazily absorbing water. That water was one swordsmanship after another. There were offensive swordsmanship, defensive swordsmanship, auxiliary swordsmanship, cultivation swordsmanship. There were all kinds of swordsmanship that were constantly expanding and enriching, perfecting Chu Mu's knowledge and accumulation of swordsmanship.
He was like a fish swimming freely in the sea of swordsmanship. Every swordsmanship contained a trace of Dao.
Stab, cut, hack, slash, point, collapse …
Every basic swordsmanship could evolve into countless swordsmanship.
After comprehending the 1368th sword stele, Chu Mu's eyes shone with a profound light.
The Sword Saints of the Five Spirits had rich experience in swordsmanship. All of it was transmitted into Chu Mu's mind and stored. As Chu Mu cultivated and comprehended, he absorbed it bit by bit.
Previously, he had already absorbed most of it. Now, after comprehending the low-level sword steles, he had completely absorbed it. The Sword Saints of the Five Spirits were indeed amazing, but they could not be compared to the many amazing sword cultivators of the True God Sword Sect.
He did not know fatigue, nor did he know boredom. He only comprehended, comprehended, and comprehended again and again.
He had finished comprehending the 7500th sword stele. This was the last low-level sword stele.
After comprehending all the low-level sword steles, Chu Mu did not immediately start comprehending the mid-level sword stele. Instead, he sat down cross-legged and felt that there were countless sword shadows in his mind. Each sword shadow represented the swordsmanship of a sword stele.
The 7500th sword shadow circled around in his mind. Chu Mu focused his mind and focused on the sword shadows, carefully feeling them.
One after another, the sword shadows represented the swordsmanship. Some of them were similar, while some were different. Chu Mu was sorting and straightening them out. He extracted the essence of the similar swordsmanship and fused them together to form a more complete and comprehensive swordsmanship.
For example, two swordsmanship that were similar but had slight differences. This difference could be that one swordsmanship focused on speed, while the other focused on strength. By extracting the essence of these two swordsmanship and fusing them together, one would be able to balance both strength and speed, making it more perfect.
This process was more difficult than comprehending the low-level sword steles. However, with Chu Mu's own foundation and ability, it was still very fast.
As time passed, the sword shadows in his mind fused in twos, threes, or even more. After three days, the number of sword shadows in his mind had greatly decreased. It was not even half of the original number.
One thousand three hundred sword images. This was formed from the fusion of seven thousand five hundred sword images. It represented that after Chu Mu had comprehended the essence of the seven thousand five hundred low ranking sword steles, he had fused it with his own understanding. After painstakingly unraveling it, he had finally fused it together. It also represented the expansion of his sword technique accumulation and the increase of his sword technique attainment.
The 1,300th sword shadow was already the limit. Chu Mu felt that even if he continued to comprehend, there would not be much progress. In other words, he had to start comprehending the mid-level sword stele.
It was obvious that the sword skills on the mid-level sword stele were more profound and profound than those on the low-level sword stele. Chu Mu chose to comprehend the sword skill on the mid-level sword stele. It was called One Sword in the Clouds, and it only had one move.
Holding the Sky Beheading Sword in the Clouds, Xiao Chen stood in front of the mid-level sword stele. He stared at the sword stele without blinking. The patterns and patterns on the sword stele were as if they were about to form a brand and be engraved into his mind.
The move of One Sword in the Clouds was quickly grasped by Chu Mu. Suddenly, Chu Mu's hand moved and the Sky Beheading Sword flew out. It was as if it was pulling a cloud over. It was mysterious and unpredictable, and its trajectory was difficult to find.
Xiao Chen walked with the sword, his body followed the sword, and his sword followed his will. His essence, Qi, and soul merged as one, using the sword intent to control and the sword in his heart to control.
The mid-level sword stele's One Sword in the Clouds was quickly grasped by Chu Mu. This sword was similar to one of the 1,300th sword shadow in Chu Mu's mind. That sword shadow was the result of the fusion, and it was called the White Cloud Style.
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