Heroic Spirit: All My Past Lives Were Summoned By My Daughter
Chapter 68: Xuanyuan Sword!
Chapter 68 Xuanyuan Sword!
"Hen'er, this is the sword tomb of our Xuanyuan family. We have more than 100,000 magical weapons."
“The younger generations of our Xuanyuan family will choose their magic weapons here. Among them is a magic weapon named Xuanyuan Sword, which is the top of all weapons.”
Deep in the forbidden area of the mountain behind Xuanyuan's family, the six-year-old Shen Changqing stopped at the top of the mountain and looked at the countless magical weapons inserted in the forbidden area from a distance.
Judging from the fluctuations of the aura emanating from the outside of the body, each of the magical weapons is quite impressive and is a testimony to the Xuanyuan family's heritage.
“What is Xuanyuan Sword?”
Shen Changqing asked softly.
“It is an ancestral magic weapon.”
Xuanyuan Taihua didn’t explain much, and his eyes were filled with ripples when he looked at the sword tomb.
In the entire Xuanyuan family, three people have ever raised that sword.
Leading the family to new heights and glory every time.
It is a pity that even as the contemporary head of the family, he does not have the qualifications recognized by Xuanyuan Sword.
In this generation, Shen Changqing, who is the young master, should be the one to lift the sword.
In Xuanyuan Taihua's heart, with Shen Changqing's talent and qualifications, there shouldn't be any problem. After all, he is a peerless genius who has obtained the qualifications for divine marks.
"You will be ten years old in four years. According to the rules of the Sky Monument, you cannot refuse the challenge."
“If you can successfully obtain the Xuanyuan Sword in the remaining four years, it will definitely help your strength.”
Xuanyuan Taihua left nothing behind for Shen Changqing's cultivation.
Over the past five years, he has almost devoted all his efforts to prepare all the training resources needed for Shen Changqing.
Let’s use the foundation of the entire family to pave the way for Shen Changqing’s future life.
Shen Changqing also did not disappoint him. He has already entered the bone training realm at the age of six this year.
The world’s cultivation realm is divided into nine levels, and the bone training realm is the seventh level.
“I’ll try it.”
Shen Changqing was preparing to walk to the sword tomb.
"etc!"
Xuanyuan Taihua suddenly reminded.
“Every magic weapon in this sword graveyard has been stained with countless blood. It is the evil spirit that our Xuanyuan Taizu led the entire family to kill all the tribes.”
"This evil spirit may have an impact on you. Everything needs to be done within your ability and don't be impatient."
After hearing this, Shen Changqing nodded slightly.
But he still had no worries and walked directly into the sword tomb.
In an instant, he felt a hundred thousand cold wills flooding his body.
There seems to be an illusion in the line of sight, and the **** killing scenes of fighting and iron horses gradually appear in front of you, as if you are immersed in it!
This momentum was like an overwhelming force, bombarding Shen Changqing's body.
But Shen Changqing's steps never stopped, walking straight to the deepest point as if walking on flat ground amidst the long and fierce evil.
“It’s been five years. Over the past five years, I have been practicing day and night. My hegemony has already reached a small scale. Even if the evil spirit increases tenfold, it will not be able to block my way.”
Shen Changqing was talking to himself calmly, each step tearing up the ominous scene.
The whole body of the Overlord is emitting wisps of light, and not even the hairs on his body can break through it.
And with the continuous bombardment of the evil energy, the overlord body seems to be in the process, being tempered and becoming stronger and stronger.
Xuanyuan Taihua, who was at the top of the mountain, was stunned for a long time when he saw this scene.
Thinking about how he struggled to reach Xuanyuan Sword under the fierce aura of hundreds of thousands of divine weapons, it took him three days and three nights to complete the journey.
And now…
“Hen’er has the supreme quality.”
Xuanyuan Taihua looked at Shen Changqing's back as if walking on the ground and murmured to himself.
Even if he loses to other divine geniuses on the road to the Heavenly Monument, Shen Changqing will definitely be the most powerful person in the future just relying on his talent at the moment!
…
Shen Changqing continued walking, and in just half a stick of incense, he came to an empty basin.
At the end of the line of sight, there is a rusty, unremarkable ancient bronze sword standing in the center of the basin.
There is no magic weapon within a hundred feet around it. It is like some kind of absolute realm, due to the status of the king.
There is also an extremely terrifying deep pressure, covering an area of 100 feet, which belongs to the core area of the entire sword tomb.
“He is worthy of being a magic weapon named Xuanyuan.”
Shen Changqing's eyes showed firmness and he walked towards the center of the basin again.
In an instant, boom!
The storm rises suddenly, like a huge wave.
Indescribable pressure poured into Shen Changqing's face, causing Ba Ti's whole body to tremble slightly.
But this still could not stop Shen Changqing's footsteps, but instead aroused his unprecedented fighting spirit.
“Break it for me!”
With a clear drink, Shen Changqing strode forward.
The physical power crushed the Baizhang Domain on the spot, defeating the deep pressure.
This even caused the Xuanyuan Sword to be shaken, and a harsh sword cry was heard!
Such a scene made Xuanyuan Taihua frightened.
“My son is only six years old. Why is this body so terrifying?”
He was quite horrified, as if he had not expected it at all.
Five years of Zang Feng, now at the Sword Tomb, allowed him to see the terrifying potential of Shen Changqing.
Shen Changqing finally came to Xuanyuan Sword, and he gently stroked the rust on the sword's edge.
Soon, wisps of sword intent were clearly perceived by him. It was a sword technique that was understood and created by the three ancestors of the Xuanyuan Sword, the users of the Xuanyuan Sword.
“There are eighteen types of martial arts in the world. If any martial arts is cultivated to its peak, it can defeat all kinds of magic. Swordsmanship is also one of them.”
Shen Changqing thought for a moment. With his current hegemonic strength, it can be said that it is easy to pull out the Xuanyuan Sword.
But this will undoubtedly destroy the swordsmanship attainments left by the three ancestors.
Have only a sword, but do not know how to use it, or cannot use the sword to its peak.
Even the best divine sword in the world is nothing more than an unbreakable piece of iron in Shen Changqing's hands.
“Three years, only three years.”
Shen Changqing quickly made a decision.
He wants to master the art of swordsmanship to the point of perfection through the swordsmanship left by the three Xuanyuan ancestors.
This is not difficult, after all, he has many lifetimes of experience.
Although they have not embarked on the path of sword cultivation, the theory still exists, and they still have incredible understanding and ability. Three years is enough to get into the way of swordsmanship.
Besides, this Sword Tomb may be a tortured purgatory for other people.
But for Shen Changqing, there is no shortage of retreats that are the best to hone his body.
Driven by this thought, he sat down cross-legged next to the Xuanyuan Sword, quietly observing the various creations of the sword that emerged.
…
“What is Hen’er doing?”
Xuanyuan Taihua was quite puzzled by the location of the top of the mountain.
“Forget it, I’ll accompany him as a father.”
After seeing with his own eyes that Shen Changqing could walk on flat ground in Jianzhong, he certainly didn't have to worry about Shen Changqing's appearance and any safety issues.
With the rapid passage of time, the fierce pressure of the Sword Tomb day and night, and the continuous enlightenment of the creation of the sword, Shen Changqing's temperament became more and more fierce.
In a blink of an eye, March has passed again.
On this day, a tribesman hurriedly walked beside Xuanyuan Taihua.
He spoke respectfully: "The head of the family, the eight-year-old Yu Wenyuan of the Yuwen Ancient Clan, came down from Tianbei Peak a few days ago!"
(End of this chapter)
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