Fantasy: I Let the Underworld Come to Nine Heavens

Five days later, a sword appeared in front of Mo Chen.

To be precise, this sword was a broken sword with only the hilt, but Mo Chen could see that the inner Tao of this sword was extremely incomplete.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Chen seemed to have some realization, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Without stopping, Mo Chen hit the road again. He felt like he had caught something, but he still needed to verify it.

This time, Mo Chen's path forward will be much more stressful.

Every time he took a step, Mo Chen had to pause to refine the sword intent in his body. In just a few days, the sword intent in Mo Chen's body was condensed and doubled in depth.

Not long after, Mo Chen saw an ancient sword again this time.

This sword is similar to the previous sword, but it has an extra blade.

Mo Chen reached out and stroked the sword body. That's right, this sword was also incomplete.

Not only the sword body is incomplete, but also the inner avenue is also incomplete.

"Is this..."

Mo Chen was a little unsure, but this sword also had its merits. Even after Mo Chen understood the ninety-nine sword techniques, he felt suddenly enlightened.

In this way, Mo Chen moved forward.

During this period, I kept encountering ancient swords one after another.

Mo Chen was completely immersed in the ocean of kendo at this time.

He had never felt that the way of swordsmanship was so fascinating, and for a moment he was so fascinated that he couldn't extricate himself.

In the center of the island, there is an ancient sword covered with dust.

After Mo Chen landed on the island for the first time, the sword shook undetectably. At this time, he felt a special fluctuation, and the ancient sword appeared directly in mid-air.

The ancient sword was silent at this time, not emitting the slightest ripple from its body.

Mo Chen didn't realize that there was an ancient sword observing him in mid-air, because the space here seemed to be restricted by air restrictions, and no one could fly in the air.

The ancient sword shook at first, as if he saw something interesting, but as he continued to observe, it began to calm down.

There's something wrong with the guy down here!

The ancient sword became quieter and quieter, as if it was comprehending what Mo Chen had comprehended.

It was this that made him quieter, because he discovered that this guy actually had extremely high talent, probably not weaker than him at the same time.

A year later, Mo Chen finally appeared in the inner area of ​​the island. He could already see an ancient temple in the center.

In front of the ancient temple, there is a sword stuck in front of an altar.

Mo Chen came here with difficulty and started to touch it with his hands as usual.

His hand felt cool, but when Mo Chen communicated with the sword and merged with the sword, a sword as deep as the sea suddenly rushed towards him.

Mo Chen's mind tightened, and he closed his eyes directly, sinking into the sea-like sword intent.

As spring passed and winter came, flowers bloomed and fell, Mo Chen forgot about time and swam in this endless ocean of sword intent.

One day, Mo Chen suddenly felt a cool feeling in his mind, and he suddenly woke up from this mysterious artistic conception.

"Hey!" A strange voice sounded in Mo Chen's ears.

"Who!" There was no one in this space, and Mo Chen was immediately shocked.

"Who!" Mo Chen looked around, but found no one, and his expression became serious.

Just now, he couldn't have heard it wrong.

"Boy, I'm right in front of you." The voice sounded again, and Mo Chen heard it clearly this time. The voice actually came from the sword that he had comprehended.

In front of Mo Chen, the ancient sword floated directly into the sky.

Mo Chen took a few steps back. This sword could actually talk?

Tema has become a sperm!

"What a pity!" The sword was like a human being, speaking and sighing.

What's a pity?

What kind of place is this? Isn't it a place for disciples to practice in Tianjian Mountain?

The ancient sword stood in the wind, spun in mid-air, and turned into a handsome young man.

"This...you..." Mo Chen opened his eyes wide and was a little incoherent.

He had seen swords, weapons, spirits, etc., but the guy who appeared this time actually had a human body and behaved like a human warrior. What was going on?

"My young master is extremely talented and brilliant. He is the first master of Tianjian Mountain who established the rules of swordsmanship." The young man spoke eloquently, tilting his head at Mo Chen and said rather arrogantly.

"The first generation leader?" Mo Chen was confused. The first generation leader was a sword? This guy was trying to kill him, right?

The young man seemed to sense Mo Chen's disbelieving gaze and coughed a few times, feeling embarrassed.

He was truly amazing and talented back then. Not only did he create the rule-based path of kendo, but he also cultivated kendo to an extremely advanced level.

But because there was no one to follow, he let himself go a little during the practice, and made a wrong step at the most critical moment. It was this step that turned him into a human being, a sword like a sword.

"What, you're a good person, don't you have to make a sword?" Mo Chen's jaw dropped in shock.

This Patriarch is really... so dedicated to his swordsmanship that he is willing to give up his human body and form a sword body instead. This...

"That..." The young man's face turned green and white. Everyone thought he had died for the sword, but they didn't know that he had already turned into a sword for the sword.

"Forget it, don't mention such an embarrassing thing anymore." The young man became a little angry and glanced at Mo Chen threateningly.

Mo Chen knew that this was his ancestor. Although he looked young, this old guy had lived for who knows how many years, so he naturally wanted to protect his ancestor's face.

"Um, ancestor, you see I'm here, do you want to give me some greeting gifts?" Mo Chen blinked and stared at the young man with deep affection.

"Meeting gift?" The young man floated in the air, looking at the young man with shining eyes below, a little confused.

"What is the greeting gift?"

Mo Chen: "..."

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Chen explained clearly to this cheap ancestor what a meeting gift was, but this guy actually asked Mo Chen for it.

Mo Chen ignored it.

This old guy not only looks good on the outside, he is also very smart and pretending to be young.

Two young men who appeared to be the same age entered the main hall in the middle of the island together, and Mo Chen was shocked again.

The aura of swordsmanship in the main hall simply cannot be compared with that outside the hall.

Perhaps it is because this young man has been learning the way of swordsmanship for a long time, so the aura of the way of swordsmanship in this place can make people realize it with their eyes closed.

Mo Chen was not polite and immediately found a place to concentrate on learning the art of swordsmanship.

The young man was also quite pleased. In Mo Chen, he saw someone who would follow the path of swordsmanship. It would be impossible for him to reach the top of swordsmanship in his life, but this little guy could.

It's just a pity that I wanted to give him all the skills of the sword just now, but something blocked me.

No need to think about it, this guy must have some kind of strange treasure in his body, so he can block the insights he passed on to this little guy. It seems that he is also a person with status.

Mo Chen quietly comprehended the art of swordsmanship. As soon as he closed his eyes, another year passed.

Outside the Tongtian Sword Tower, there were three people behind Kenpachi.

Naturally, it’s Eleven, Lu Daotian and Qi Wuji.

"We have been out for three months, why hasn't the boss come out yet?" Lu Daotian stared at the towering Tongtian Sword Tower and said with some confusion.