At this time, Zhou Yang pointed to a towering lone peak on the dark ground not far away.
"Sword Peak … There are more than a dozen sword peaks like this in the Sword Catacomb, and they are filled with spiritual swords. If you are fated, the spiritual swords will automatically recognize you as their master. If you are not fated, you can force it to recognize you as your master. However, to do so, you have to resolve the killing intent within it. An average person can only force one spiritual sword to recognize him as their master within three days.
As they spoke, the disciples of the five peaks left in groups of three to five. A few strong ones moved alone.
"Alright, Zhou Yang, let's part ways here. See you in ten days."
"See you in ten days!"
After that, everyone went their separate ways …
Ten minutes later, Zhou Yang did not see any disciples. The vast land of the Sword Catacomb was like the mouth of a giant beast, swallowing everyone.
There were many sword mountains in front of him. From afar, there were no plants. When he walked closer, he realized that the mountains were filled with longswords.
"There are at least a hundred spiritual swords on this mountain, and there are countless mountains like this in the Sword Catacomb. The Tiangang Sword Sect really has a deep foundation." Zhou Yang looked at the sword mountains that exuded endless killing intent and could not help but sigh.
"Zhou Yang, don't sigh. This is a feast for you. Refine as much as you want." Greedy Soul laughed.
Zhou Yang nodded. He wanted to come to the Sword Catacomb more than the other disciples because his Qilin True Pattern needed spiritual swords.
Ever since the True Pattern entered the seventy-two, the difficulty of condensing it had increased. Originally, a ten-year Black Tortoise Spiritual Sword could allow him to condense a true pattern.
But now, the Black Tortoise Spiritual Sword had no effect at all. Only the Vermillion Bird Spiritual Sword could do it.
Any Vermillion Bird Spiritual Sword had at least a 60-year sword spirit and could condense a true pattern for him. It was impossible for him to get so many Vermillion Bird Spiritual Swords in the Tiangang Sword Sect.
But in the Sword Catacomb, he could have as many as he wanted.
Immediately, he flew to the nearest sword mountain.
"So sharp!"
As soon as he landed, Zhou Yang felt as if he had stepped on a blade. It was piercingly cold. If he had not been prepared, he might have suffered some flesh wounds.
One had to know that his body had reached the seventy-two tiger level, but a small stone on the sword mountain could cut his skin.
Of course, this did not mean that the stone was very sharp. The key lay in the Sword Qi.
Countless spiritual swords gathered on the Sword Mountain, so the Sword Qi was naturally terrifying.
"Up there!"
His gaze focused above him, and he saw a green longsword emitting a red light. The aura it exuded indicated that it was a Vermillion Bird Spirit Sword.
Without any hesitation, he leaped up and grabbed the cyan Vermillion Bird Spirit Sword.
Buzz …
In an instant, a powerful rebound force came from his hand, followed by a bone-piercing Sword Qi.
"Protective Zhen Qi!"
With a thought, he hastily condensed his Protective Qi to protect his hand.
"Rise!"
With a loud roar, he pulled out his sword. In an instant, a red light flashed in the air, and a huge force actually pulled Zhou Yang into the sky.
"It's really hard to tame!"
In the air, Zhou Yang smiled. A spiritual sword was like a fierce horse. The better it was, the harder it was to tame. Unless it voluntarily recognized its master, it had to hold the hilt tightly and endure the powerful Sword Qi on the sword until it surrendered.
Zhou Yang could feel that this was an eighty-year-old Vermillion Bird Spirit Sword. It was not very strong, but compared to the Vermillion Bird Spirit Swords used by the disciples of the Tiangang Sword Sect, it was more murderous.
"Boom …"
Just as he was thinking, the sword suddenly shook violently. In an instant, a power with a thick smell of blood surged into his body.
Not only did this energy destroy his internal organs, but it also rushed into his soul and sea of consciousness.
"Is this the Evil Qi …"
Zhou Yang could not help but be a little curious. He immediately operated the Fire True Essence, and in an instant, the powerful Blue Flame True Essence wrapped around the Evil Qi in his body. In his sea of consciousness, the spiritual power that reached level 20 turned into a spiritual sword and killed it in the blink of an eye.
"This Evil Qi is like a fierce beast. Even when facing the Fire True Essence that is several times stronger, it still behaves very fiercely. If I can use it, it would be a good thing …"
Zhou Yang looked at the Evil Qi struggling crazily under his Fire True Essence and could not help but be tempted.
"Zhou Yang, let's make a deal. You are responsible for refining the spiritual sword, and we are responsible for helping you deal with the Evil Qi. How about it?"
"You …" Zhou Yang said doubtfully.
"That's right. This Evil Qi is also nourishment for us. Let us devour it. On one hand, we can help you quickly refine the spiritual sword. On the other hand, we can also take advantage of it.
"Alright, as you wish."
Zhou Yang nodded. Although the Evil Qi was fierce, it was not strong enough. Moreover, he had not heard of anyone who could control the Evil Qi.
At this moment, Greedy Soul and Lust Soul had already pounced on the Evil Qi. In just a breath's time, the Evil Qi was completely devoured by the two souls.
"So fast!"
Zhou Yang was a little surprised and happy at the same time. If he dealt with the Evil Qi himself, although it would not take two days like Gai Yang said to digest a spiritual sword, it would at most be two or three a day.
With the help of Greedy Soul and Lust Soul, he might be able to cultivate the Qilin True Pattern to the 108th pattern here.
At the same time, the spiritual sword in his hand finally calmed down. Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to refine it. Instead, he flew straight to a higher place on the sword mountain.
Swords were also divided into high and low levels. The stronger the sword, the higher the position.
"Magma Giant God Star Soul!"
In order not to waste time, he integrated the Magma Giant God Star Soul and turned his left hand into the Flaming Magnetic Hand.
The flaming magnetic force was the nemesis of weapons. With the Flaming Magnetic Hand, as long as the longsword was held by him, it would not resist at all. The only threat, the Evil Qi, was dealt with by the two souls.
In this way, time was shortened again.
As expected, after his Flaming Magnetic Hand grabbed the spiritual sword, it almost did not struggle.
The second Vermilion Bird Spiritual Sword was in his hand.
"It seems that the Vermilion Bird Spiritual Sword on this sword mountain does not have a 100-year sword spirit. Also, the peak is almost bare. I should change to another one."
Looking at the bare peak, Zhou Yang felt a little apologetic. He secretly decided to only take a third of each mountain in the future. Firstly, it would not attract attention, and secondly, it would not be too ugly.
In the next three days, Zhou Yang did not rest for a moment. He searched a total of 13 sword mountains and collected more than 30 Vermilion Bird Spiritual Swords. Among them, the strongest was a 200-year sword spirit!
According to the sword spirit's calculation, it was enough to condense the remaining 36 true patterns.
On the fourth day, he found a cave abode on a sword mountain and began to refine the sword spirit.
The refining of the Vermilion Bird Spiritual Sword was not as fast as that of the Black Tortoise Spiritual Sword. He estimated that it would take him a whole day to refine more than 30 spiritual swords.
After adjusting his breath, he activated the Qilin True Pattern. The first spiritual sword began to slowly shrink under the refinement of the Blue Blaze True Fire. Finally, it integrated into the Qilin True Pattern.
An 80-year sword spirit, a true pattern!
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