I’m Really a Villain

The pressure on the disciples of Zhenwu Shengzong is still quite high, and many disciples spend their sleeping time on cultivation.

In fact, after warriors step into the heaven, as their realm improves, they need less and less sleep time.

Even in the later stage, it is possible for many people to retreat for as few as a few years, as long as a hundred years.

Looking at the pitch-black night, a few stars are dotted in the sky, dotted with stars.

Xu Zimo is going to wash the sword pool.

Xijian Pond is a holy place in Zhenwu Shengzong, which is very helpful for weapons to activate spirituality.

Xu Zimo went to his father to ask for a token, which is specially used for entering and exiting the Sword Washing Pool.

For ordinary disciples, if they want to enter the Sword Cleansing Pool, they need a huge amount of contribution points.

As for the second generation of officials like Xu Zimo, in fact, they don't have to worry about such things as contribution value at all.

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A high-level formation was arranged around the Sword Washing Pond, which was set up by the Seventh Elder himself. If the cultivation base has not reached the realm of the Holy Vein, if you forcefully enter it, you will only have a dead end.

Xu Zimo came to the front of the formation, and there was a big tree in front of the formation, and a part of the tree's body was completely hollowed out.

Xu Zimo placed the token in the hollow tree hole, and in an instant, the surrounding aura surged, and white mist filled the open space in front of him.

In addition to the defensive formations around the sword washing pool, there are also some blocking fog formations.

The fog formation in front of it automatically opened a hole, and Xu Zimo walked in.

When walking into the Sword Washing Pond, the scene inside is surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, and nothing can be seen.

Xu Zimo knew that the white gas inside was not white mist, but an aura that warmed and nourished weapons.

He continued to walk forward, the sound of running water could already be heard in front of him, and the ground under his feet was a little soft.

Xu Zimo slowly pulled Ba Ying out of its sheath, and then saw all the surrounding spiritual energy rushing towards the blade.

After walking for about five minutes, Xu Zimo's vision gradually became clear, and the white gas in the air dissipated a lot.

There is a lake in front of it, the water of the lake is crystal clear, as if it is transparent, in the center of the lake, there are a few green lotuses growing quietly.

The pink lotus flower exudes a fragrant fragrance. The lotus flower has eight petals. It takes root at the bottom of the lake and sends streams of light green liquid into the lake water.

Out of the mud but not stained, clean ripples but not demon,

This green lotus has a proud fragrance, giving people the feeling of being particularly pure and holy, as if it does not belong to the common things of the mortal world.

Each of the eight petals has eight colors, white, black, yellow, red, blue, purple, gray, and blue.

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Beside the lake, there is a particularly huge stone. This stone is light blue in color, smooth and delicate. The stripes on the surface are engraved with the shapes of countless weapons.

Swords, guns and sticks, axes, hooks and forks, there are various shapes of weapons.

Xu Zimo sat slowly on the edge of the lake, placed Ba Ying on the scimitar stripes on the stone, and splashed some water in the lake with his hands.

Start rubbing the scimitar against the stone.

Rustling, sharpening the knife rattling.

When the friction began, Ba Ying's blade became brighter and brighter, and some dim white light began to emit from it.

This kind of friction seemed to have a certain charm, Xu Zimo slowly closed his eyes.

The surroundings seemed very quiet, only the sound of sharpening knives echoed in the air.

It was dark before his eyes.

Suddenly, a flash of white light filled his mind, and when the white light dissipated, a picture of a knife suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although he closed his eyes, the appearance of the knife was extremely clear, as if even if he put the knife in front of his eyes, he couldn't see it clearly at this moment.

What exactly is a knife?

Xu Zimo heard a saying before that a knife is a knife for killing, and knife skills are the art of killing.

Xu Zimo felt the shape of the knife became clearer and clearer in his heart. He was not seeing it with his eyes, but feeling it with his heart.

To stimulate the spirituality of weapons, it does not directly endow weapons with the same consciousness as humans, but to make weapons have ignorant and simple thinking.

Let it recognize its owner.

When you arouse the spirituality of the weapon, it can be used as freely as your arm.

It may be able to become a part of you, rather than the kind of unfamiliarity when relying on external objects.

As the weapons change little by little, even after they grow into the emperor's real weapons, their thinking consciousness will become more and more mature, and they are even no different from human beings.

At that time, other than their approved owners, others will not be able to use other people's weapons at all.

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"In this life, how about following me to conquer the universe, smash the sky, bear the destiny, overlook all living beings, and then fight happily?" Xu Zimo murmured to himself, his voice was very soft, as if he was talking on his own, and he seemed to be talking to himself. wake up something.

Immediately afterwards, the image of the knife in his mind suddenly enlarged, and it was exactly the shape of Ba Ying.

The scimitar began to tremble, it seemed that the knife in his hand was shaking, and it seemed that the scimitar in the back of his head was shaking.

Or maybe both.

A streak of white air shone from above Ba Ying, and Ba Ying began to be reborn in the vast white light.

It was originally just a mortal weapon, but now it has completely evolved into a yellow rank weapon.

The curvature of the blade seems to be more inclined, and the black on it has become pure, as if shining with black light.

On the black handle of the knife, there loomed the shape of a shadow dragon.

Xu Zimo looked at the brand-new Ba Ying with satisfaction, smiled and inserted the scimitar into the scabbard.

The process went very smoothly. In fact, even without the help of Xijianchi, he could still activate Ba Ying, but it would take some effort.

Before leaving, Xu Zimo took a look at the green lotuses in the center of the lake.

"The thirteenth place on the list of wonders in the world, Wan Dao Qinglian."

The name of Qinglian sounds domineering, but in fact its function is relatively simple, which is to produce this kind of holy water that helps weapons activate their spirituality.

However, according to legend, there are eight Wandao Qinglians in total, just like its eight petals.

The lotus in the Sword Washing Pond of Zhenwu Shengzong is just one of the green lotuses. It is said that if you get all eight green lotuses together, you can even compete for the first place on the list of wonders in the world.

It is recorded in the historical records of Zhenwu Shengzong that Empress Hongtian once gathered these eight ten thousand green lotuses.

It's just that for some unknown reason, she only kept Qinglian behind before she ascended, and the other seven flowers were also missing.

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After Xu Zimo put Ba Ying into the scabbard, he left the sword washing pool.

After the weapon has advanced to the yellow rank, it is time to start raising the weapon.

The methods of raising weapons are widely spread and varied. As for what kind of weapon you want in the future, you must choose the corresponding method of raising weapons.

Xu Zimo already had his own plan in mind.