Inverse Sword God

Lin Xuan sat on the ground with his back against the stone tablet.

The longevity art in the body surged, and soon the fifth spirit pulsed open. The breath on his body skyrocketed in an instant, and an invisible wave of air swept the four directions.

The longevity formula is very special. After Lin Xuan cultivated, the spiritual power in his body is extremely strong. His current spiritual power is not weak at all compared to the sixth-order cultivator. If he really breaks through to the sixth-order pulse condensation, I am afraid that he can sweep all sixth-order monks with one hand.

Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, there was a flash of light from time to time in his long and narrow eyes, and a lazy smile appeared on his face.

"The cultivation base has improved, but only one stone has been found. It seems that we must hurry up!" Lin Xuan was full of energy.

"I want Linggen!" The wine master also shouted at this time.

"I want a sword!" Lin Xuan, not to be outdone, carried the steel sword and walked inside.

Not long after walking, there was a faint mist in front of him, and Lin Xuan felt dizzy from far away.

"No, it's poisonous!" He stepped back quickly, the instant shadow step is now a small success, and the speed is absolutely powerful. Leaving afterimages on the spot, Lin Xuan arrived at a safe place in the blink of an eye.

Going deep doesn't work, it seems that you can only go out. Lin Xuan made up his mind and swept away.

The more he walked out, the more frightened Lin Xuan became. As soon as he approached the outside, he felt the rapid loss of spiritual power in his body, which made him very frightened.

"Damn it! Dangerous inside, dangerous outside, only the middle is safe, what a broken place!" Lin Xuan looked helpless.

He couldn't think of a way for the time being, he could only stay near the stone tablet.

At night, it was pitch black.

Lin Xuan chopped down some black trees and used them as firewood, but it didn't take long for him to find out that he was in trouble.

From the felled trees, a black whirlwind rose and rolled towards Lin Xuan. The newly built fire was extinguished in an instant, and the huge suction was pulling him frantically.

Lin Xuan's body flickered, and the cyan spiritual power formed a thin film on his body to resist the black wind like a mad knife. At the same time, he inserted his feet into the soil and resisted with all his strength.

call! call!

It didn't take long for a black whirlwind to float from all directions, moving quickly towards Lin Xuan. At this critical moment, a black spiritual power poured out of his body, and half of his body was covered with black lotus patterns. Two black lotus leaves wrapped Lin Xuan, blocking all the small black whirlwinds. outside.

After a while, all the black wind disappeared, and the lotus pattern on Lin Xuan's body also disappeared. He felt that the mysterious black spiritual power in his body gradually disappeared, and his face was extremely solemn.

In the past, this force prevented him from cultivating, but now it started to protect him, which made Lin Xuan a little confused for a while.

"Huh? Xiao Xuanzi, there are quite a few brown stones behind you!" The wine master's voice interrupted Lin Xuan's thinking.

The state of the wine master could not provide Lin Xuan with substantial power, so like the scene just now, he had no way to make a move. Lin Xuan also knew this, but this guy was always reluctant to mention the black lotus flower, which made his teeth itch.

He turned his head helplessly, startled suddenly.

Seven or eight brown stones were lined up on the ground, the largest being the size of a millstone, and the smallest the size of a fist.

"So many?" Lin Xuan was stunned, "It must have been the strange wind just now."

With the light of his spiritual power, he put the stones together, and then lit the firewood again.

Fortunately, no black strange wind appeared this time, Lin Xuan banged on the stone, ready to open it one by one. His palm was like a knife, and he swung down to cut the brown stone open.

As a result, a full seven stones, only two things were cut out.

One is the spiritual root that the wine master needs, and the other is a black tile, the size of the palm of your hand.

The wine master smiled and put away the spirit root, while Lin Xuan took the black tile into his arms with a dark face.

"What about the promised sword?" Lin Xuan angrily hammered the stone tablet next to him.

Boom! Half of the stone tablet collapsed in response, and Lin Xuan jumped down.

"So weak?" Lin Xuan muttered.

"Okay, Xiaoxuanzi, for the sake of helping me find spiritual roots, I will give you a sword." The wine master said suddenly.

"What, do you have a sword?" Lin Xuan jumped angrily, "Give it to me sooner..."

"Young man, you are too impatient!" The wine master said calmly, "I am a little reluctant for you now, if you don't believe me, try it."

As he spoke, a black vortex appeared in front of Lin Xuan, and then, a dark red sword flew out from it and plunged into the soil with a bang.

Unlike ordinary three-footed swords, this is a big sword. The blade is wide, but not thick, and the hilt is long enough for Lin Xuan to hold it with both hands.

Lin Xuan looked at the dark red sword covered with rust, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching. Although he likes the appearance of the big sword, it is too old, with rust in many places, and it looks like an antique at first glance.

"This is the treasure you gave me?" Lin Xuan worried, "It won't be broken as soon as it is used, right?"

"Hmph, you can't even break it if you break it!" The wine master snorted coldly, "This big sword was originally intended to be given to you when you are stronger, but it is too reluctant to give it to you now."

Lin Xuan refused to accept: "What is reluctance?" He stepped forward and reached for the hilt of the sword.

Comfortable, very comfortable! Lin Xuan didn't want to let go as soon as he held it in his hand.

With a little force, Lin Xuan was about to pull out the dark red sword and use it to practice the Thunder Sword Technique.

As a result, the dark red sword remained motionless.

"Humph!" The wine master snorted softly, and then said quietly, "Sure enough, he is too young..."

Lin Xuan's face darkened, he pulled it hard, but he still remained motionless.

He was stunned, let out a low voice, and then used all his strength. Finally, the dark red sword rose slowly and gradually left the land.

"Fuck, it's so heavy, what material is it made of?" Lin Xuan couldn't help but scolded.

"Yes, you can lift it only with the strength of your muscles. It seems that you are stronger than you imagined." The wine master said rudely.

Lin Xuan's face was dark, he finally knew why the wine master said reluctance. He ran the longevity formula, and the blue spiritual power jumped out, and a surging power poured out of his body.

His arms finally stopped shaking, but with the support of spiritual power, he still felt very heavy. Lin Xuan tried to wave it twice and found that his spiritual power was consumed very quickly.

when!

Lin Xuan inserted the dark red sword into the ground and stood with the sword in hand.

"I said, Uncle Drunk, you didn't mean to harass me, right? How can you use this sword to use the Thunder Sword Technique?"

The wine master took a sip of wine: "It's good to get used to it, and conquering it will definitely bring you unexpected benefits. Think about it, if you dance such a heavy sword like an embroidery needle, you will How strong is it?"

Of course Lin Xuan knew that he was just saying a few words. From the moment he held the long sword, he fell in love with this big sword.

"From now on, I will walk with you on my martial arts path!" Lin Xuan whispered, "I'll call you Hongyan."

He poured cyan spiritual power into the sword body, and the next moment, under the rust on the sword body, a red light suddenly flashed, and the strange runes were faintly visible, extremely mysterious.

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