What is a weapon trial?
Just like when a cultivator cultivates to a certain level, his powerful cultivation will cause the heavens to send down a tribulation to test the cultivator.
If he can pass it, he will improve further. If he can't, he will die.
It is the same for a weapon.
When a weapon reaches a certain level, its powerful energy will cause the heavens and earth to tremble. In the end, a weapon trial will occur.
Only after that would the artifact be considered to have completed its transformation and become more powerful.
The greatest wish of countless craftsmen is to create a weapon that can trigger the weapon trial.
To them, this is the highest honor. Even if they die under the weapon trial, they will not hesitate.
It was obvious that the heavens and earth were powerful. As a bystander, Mo Yan felt his heart palpitate.
The thick dark clouds were dispersing, becoming thicker and thicker. In the blink of an eye, half of the sky was covered.
From afar, it looked like the clouds were about to press down on the ground. It gave off a suffocating feeling.
Within the dark clouds, lightning swam everywhere. Occasionally, they would touch each other. During the collision, loud thunder would explode, causing people's hearts to tremble.
Mo Yan looked at Lu Qingshan, who could remain calm under such lightning, and couldn't help but admire him.
Boom!
When the dark clouds reached a certain level, an extremely thick bolt of lightning shot out.
The dazzling light was like the sharp sword of a god. It tore open the sky and lit up the entire dark world.
This sudden and violent lightning caused Mo Yan's expression to change. He frowned and all the hairs on his body stood up.
It was obvious that the weapon trial was much more powerful than he imagined.
The peach blossom trembled and made a buzzing sound. It was very turbulent.
Under the heavenly lightning, everyone was afraid.
But if one wanted to become stronger, they had to face the heavenly lightning directly.
It was like a person with a fear of heights forcing himself to bungee jump. It required a lot of courage and perseverance.
Under the dark clouds, Lu Qingshan raised his head and looked at the lightning that cut through the sky.
The sound of thunder seemed to be exploding right next to his ears, causing his eardrums to buzz.
"What will come will come. Peach blossom, let's go together." He smiled and comforted the peach blossom with a calm expression.
Buzz!
The peach blossom sword vibrated and responded.
It was just like how outsiders were not allowed to interfere with a cultivator's tribulation.
Other than the owner of the magic tool and the magic tool itself, no one else was allowed to interfere. Otherwise, it would not be considered to have passed the lightning tribulation.
Lu Qingshan's eyes flickered with the flickering of lightning.
He put his fingers together and gently wiped his forehead.
There, a violet-gold lotus flower slowly floated into appearance as if it had opened the eye of the heavens.
Ten Flowers of the Paramount Realm.
The elemental energy in his dantian started to surge like a tidal wave.
Crackle.
The lightning in the dark clouds became more and more intense, shaking the heaven and earth. It was like a heavenly drum, shocking the soul.
After a few breaths, a crack suddenly appeared in the dark clouds.
Soon after, a bolt of heavenly lightning shot out from the black clouds like a furious dragon with a loud bang that resounded through the world.
Its target was Lu Qingshan in front of the ancient temple, as well as the jade-green peach blossoms in front of him!
Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed with a hint of seriousness when he saw the heavenly lightning crashing down.
He clenched his fist, and the jade-like peach blossoms were held in his hand just like that.
There was a unique charm that Lu Qingshan could not grasp in the body of the sword, as well as a strong will that was even sharper and more direct, as if it wanted to cut through everything.
Lu Qingshan shouted in a low voice. His figure suddenly floated into the air, and then he swung his sword out.
Sword shadows appeared densely and smashed fiercely on the lightning dragon that was descending from the sky.
The furious lightning struck down.
The sword swam upwards.
The sword shadows overlapped layer upon layer, as if they were endless. They crashed fiercely on the lightning dragon, forcibly cutting the latter apart.
Countless lightning bolts that were as thin as gossamer quickly scattered under this sword. Like tiny snakes, they filled the sky outside the ancient temple.
The snakes danced wildly.
After splitting the lightning dragon with one move, Lu Qingshan also took a deep breath.
The web between his thumb and forefinger was slightly numb.
This exchange of moves was not as easy as it seemed on the surface.
Because the power of this heavenly lightning had already reached the level of an all-out attack of a cultivator of the seventh realm.
Moreover, this was only the beginning.
The dark clouds churned even more violently, as if they were enraged by Lu Qingshan's actions.
A moment later.
Crackling sounds resounded through the sky once more. A lightning bolt that was twice as thick as the previous lightning dragon rolled out from the dark clouds once more.
The heavenly lightning traversed the heavens and the earth, as if a deity had descended to the mortal world.
Lu Qingshan looked at this lightning with a burning gaze. At this moment, the purple-gold lotus between his eyebrows shone brightly, releasing a ray of light that merged into the peach blossom.
Vigorous yuan qi continued to churn, like dragons, and suddenly poured into the body of the peach blossom sword.
Lu Qingshan loosened his grip slightly, and the peach blossom immediately left his hand. In an instant, it whizzed out. Under Mo Yan's shocked gaze, the dark green sword light cut through the sky and went straight up to meet the descending heavenly lightning.
Bang!
The flying sword and the heavenly lightning collided with a loud bang, and a huge silver light exploded in midair like a huge firework.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Lu Qingshan's absolutely tyrannical manner shattered two of the silver lightning bolts in succession. The dark clouds seemed to possess human emotions and became even more furious.
Then, the silver snake rolled, and bolts of lightning fell like rain, continuously smashing one after another towards Lu Qingshan, who was floating above the ancient temple.
Looking at the wave of attacks formed by the dense heavenly lightning, the power of each bolt of heavenly lightning was comparable to the all-out attack of a cultivator of the seventh realm.
This was heavenly lightning that was enough to suffocate a cultivator of the seventh realm.
But Lu Qingshan, whose cultivation was only at the sixth realm, faced this scene with an even greater fighting spirit in his eyes, without the slightest trace of fear.
Twenty-three years old was the age when one was full of mettle, not to mention that he was the most arrogant sword cultivator.
Although his unique life experience had created a steady and calm personality, his essence was still arrogant and unbridled.
At this moment, he vividly displayed the arrogance of a sword cultivator.
Even if it was heaven and earth, he dared to meet it head-on.
The dark green sword light circled around.
The peach blossom was once again grasped in Lu Qingshan's hand.
His robe flapped loudly, and the vigorous Origin Power in his body surged out.
Then, Lu Qingshan's figure fearlessly faced the silver lightning that filled the sky.
The heavenly lightning covered the sky and earth as if it was the end of the world.
Lu Qingshan charged forward with his sword alone, wanting to tear heaven and earth apart.
Lu Qingshan's low murmur sounded between heaven and earth, like a hibernation, louder than thunder, "Summer Rain … Fall!"
The trajectory of the peach blossom left behind afterimages in the air, like a continuous rain that filled the sky.
The sword shadows fell like rain.
Secret Sword: Summer Rain Fall.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Loud collisions continued to erupt in the sky. Every time there was an explosion, the world would tremble slightly, and the ancient temple would tremble as well.
In an instant, using Summer Rain Fall, Lu Qingshan slashed out seventeen times in a row.
Then, the lightning shattered.
Under Mo Yan's astonished gaze, the huge silver lightning that filled the sky slowly collapsed.
The sky was silent.
The clamorous thunder finally quieted down.
The peach blossom sword was surrounded by silver light.
Under the silver light, there were faint flashes of lightning.
Lu Qingshan's gaze swept across the peach blossom, and then focused slightly.
Some impurities visible to the naked eye were being expelled from the sword under the silver light, overflowing.
"Hum!"
The peach blossom let out a satisfied moan.
To it, the heavenly lightning was like cupping — it was painful and happy.
"The power of the heavenly tribulation is expelling the impurities in the peach blossom sword … After being tempered by lightning, it can truly become a pseudo-Taoist Artifact."
The corners of Lu Qingshan's mouth slowly curled up. He raised his head and looked at the rolling thunder in the dark clouds again, and his furrowed brows finally relaxed.
"If that's the case, you're really a good thing. I've misunderstood you."
"Then let's do it again, the more the better …"
"Crash!"
The majestic power of lightning condensed, and a huge silver waterfall suddenly broke through the bindings of the clouds, falling from the sky like a meteor!
.....
In a swamp tens of thousands of miles away from the ancient temple.
Several black lotuses swayed slightly, and wisps of black mist overflowed from them, and then quickly dispersed, blending into the world.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of thunder shook heaven and earth, and came from a distant place. Even here, it could be heard.
The black lotuses suddenly bloomed.
Several Daoist figures appeared in the black lotuses, and they raised their heads to look north.
In the sky, thick dark clouds gathered, and a blazing flash of lightning appeared, its terrifying power overflowing the sky.
"This is?"
Someone asked subconsciously.
"It seems to be a heavenly tribulation?!"
"Why is there someone undergoing a tribulation here?"
"Wait, that seems to be the land of the holy beasts …"
"What's going on?"
"This is strange, and I'm afraid something is wrong. We should immediately go and check out the situation." In a flash, someone made a judgment.
The others did not question or hesitate.
Then, around them, nearly ten huge strange figures suddenly appeared, turning into light and shooting toward the place where the heavenly lightning gathered.
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