Immortal cultivation starts with copying

Although the level of the Breaking Array Cone is not high, it is only a medium-grade magic weapon. Among Chen Yunhao's several magic weapons, it is considered to be of a relatively low level.

After Chen Yunhao finished the spell, the Breaking Array Cone burst out a burst of spiritual light, and then it spun at a high speed like a gyroscope.

The spinning Breaking Array Cone was running in a strange way that Chen Yunhao did not understand.

It drew a large arc in the air, as if looking for a weak point, and then plunged into the restriction.

The spiritual light of the restriction outside the sword pavilion flashed, and the spiritual light on the restriction flowed in a unique way like an electric current.

After only a quarter of an hour, a dazzling light burst out from the restriction, and finally, like the shattering of glass, a slight crisp sound came, and the restriction disappeared!

Chen Yunhao waved his hand, and the Breaking Array Cone spun in the air, quickly shrank, and was taken back into his storage bracelet.

Fortunately, with this treasure, Chen Yunhao had a lot less trouble this time.

When Chen Yunhao pushed the door of the Sword Pavilion open a little, several sharp sword energies rushed towards him.

Fortunately, there was still the Hunyuan Bell on Chen Yunhao's head. It hit the shield on the Hunyuan Bell back and forth with a few puffs.

Chen Yunhao retreated four or five steps, and before retreating, he opened the door of the Sword Pavilion.

This was like opening the door of a beehive, and dozens or hundreds of sword energies swarmed out.

Only a series of chirping sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and Chen Yunhao dodged repeatedly.

Fortunately, these sword energies did not intend to attack him, but flew around and disappeared in a moment.

Standing outside the door of the Sword Pavilion and looking inside, it seemed like two different worlds, gray and unclear.

Chen Yunhao had to hold the Hunyuan Bell and slowly walk into the Sword Pavilion.

From the outside, this Sword Pavilion looks like a small building, but it turned out to be a small space artificially refined inside.

This space is also a thousand feet in size, with a hill a hundred feet high in the middle, and all kinds of flying swords are inserted on the hill, at least thousands of them.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the quality of the flying swords increases from low to high.

From magic tools to magic treasures, all the way to the top of the mountain, Chen Yunhao even saw a flying sword that looked like a top-grade magic treasure.

Some flying swords are plain and unpretentious, while others are shining with golden light, full of treasures, and extremely dazzling.

Some flying swords are only the size of a palm, while others are half a foot long, and some swords are half-moon shaped.

In short, all kinds of flying swords that Chen Yunhao can imagine and can't imagine are here.

Chen Yunhao was of course shocked, but it also confirmed his vague guess in his heart that this is definitely a sword sect site!

Chen Yunhao is not a sword cultivator, but he uses flying swords the most.

So from the bottom of his heart, Chen Yunhao wants a good flying sword.

At present, Chen Yunhao has a Qingmang sword in his hand, and the level is not high.

As for the hidden thorn, although the grade is good, it cannot be said to be a flying sword in the traditional sense. It is more like a hidden weapon.

Seeing the prey, Chen Yunhao certainly wants the best flying sword on the top of the mountain.

He doesn't know the rules here, but he thinks that so many precious flying swords are placed here, and it is not so easy for people to take them away.

Chen Yunhao stepped towards the Sword Mountain. If you don't venture into the tiger's den, you can't get the tiger cub. Even if there is danger, it is worth a try.

Just after reaching the foot of the Sword Mountain, even with the shield of the Hunyuan Bell, a trace of sharp sword energy still rushed to his face.

Stepping up the stone steps step by step, all the flying swords passing by on both sides of his body. One by one began to tremble.

Some flying swords emit a lot of sword energy, which is difficult to block even with the shield.

Some flying swords actually emit a trace of sharp sword intent, which rushes straight to the forehead.

It makes Chen Yunhao seem to see thousands of flying swords flying in the air, making himself trapped in a sword formation.

Fortunately, Chen Yunhao has been practicing the Soul Forging Technique, so his mind is stable and his consciousness is strong, and he is almost unaffected by these sword intentions.

When Chen Yunhao reached the halfway point of the mountain, the sharp sword energy made the Hunyuan Bell unable to withstand it.

At this position halfway up the mountain, there are almost all magic weapon-type flying swords, with various attributes.

Seeing that the shield was about to collapse, Chen Yunhao gritted his teeth and put away the Hunyuan Bell.

Of course, he couldn't just rely on his armor and body to resist the ubiquitous sword energy, because it was very early to the top of the mountain, and he might not be able to hold on with his physical strength.

Before the Hunyuan Bell was taken back, Chen Yunhao slapped three Vajra Talismans on his body in succession.

Once the magic weapon is damaged, it is not easy to repair it. Chen Yunhao has a lot of these spiritual talismans, so he doesn't feel bad at all.

But Chen Yunhao underestimated the power of the sword energy. The three Vajra Talismans he slapped on his body were broken after only one step.

And then, every time he took a step up, he needed to stack one more Vajra Talisman.

After only a dozen steps forward, Chen Yunhao needed to use the Vajra Talismans one after another.

At this speed, the Vajra Talismans in his hand could not last for a few steps.

Helplessly, Chen Yunhao had to slowly retreat. Once he was a little slow, a sword energy came to him, directly tearing a big hole in his robe.

He personally felt the power of the sword energy. Without a shield, his armor could only withstand twenty sword energies at most.

Although his body had strong defense, a dozen or twenty sword energies were enough to break his body, so he couldn't take this risk!

He retreated to the foot of the mountain in one breath, and Jianshan returned to peace.

Chen Yunhao took out a cushion and sat on the spot. While meditating and practicing to restore the true energy in his body, he stared at Jianshan and thought about how to go up.

Don't think about flying up. If it were that easy, there would be no need for stone steps on the Sword Mountain.

"You are not a sword cultivator, and you don't have the sword spirit in you, so these flying swords think you are an alien. It's like ascending to heaven to get a flying sword...!"

When Chen Yunhao was in trouble, the words of the weapon spirit rang in his mind.

It's not that Chen Yunhao didn't think of asking the weapon spirit for advice, but he didn't want to rely too much on others.

The road to cultivating immortals must be taken step by step by yourself. Relying on others will not go far.

However, the weapon spirit took the initiative to point him out. He wanted to hear what good ideas the weapon spirit had?

"Does the senior have any good ideas?"

"You should study this sword picture thoroughly first..."

The weapon spirit's words were not complete, but they were very clear. If Chen Yonghao didn't understand it, he would be a fool.

At that moment, Chen Yunhao collected his consciousness and entered the ancient mirror again.

The three ancient paintings that were collected by the ancient mirror before were all placed on the floating island.

Chen Yunhao looked at the three ancient paintings, the weirdest one was the one depicting the three monks.

Chen Yunhao stared at them, and the three monks in the ancient painting were also staring at him.

"What are you looking at? I'll take care of you later...!"

Anyway, they were already in his pocket, so no matter how weird they were, they couldn't cause any trouble!