Chapter 912 Please give me some advice from Junior Brother Mingtai
What is Mingtai's identity? The sword of the Supreme Sword Tower, and all the spiritual swords in the sword library are his descendants.
But there is no distinction between seniors and juniors among swords. It is a relationship divided by humans. There are only strong and weak among spiritual swords, and the weak surrender to the strong.
From this perspective, Mingtai can be regarded as the eldest brother of all the spiritual swords in the sword library. As long as Mingtai is willing, all the spiritual swords will surrender to Mingtai and follow him out of the sword library.
Mingtai also knows his status in the sword library. He is like an emperor. If he goes in, no one else will have anything to do with him.
So he walked to the end of the queue very wisely and wanted to be the last one in to give others a chance.
At the same time, he also called Lu Yang: "Brother Lu Yang, do you want to go in with me last? There are some things I can't tell you, but I can guarantee that if you like a sword by then, I have a way to make this sword The sword follows you."
Lu Yang could probably guess where Mingtai's confidence came from. Since Mingtai was willing to help, it would be unfair if he didn't appreciate it.
“Okay, thank you first, Junior Brother Mingtai.”
Mingtai smiled, he wanted to show off his skills in front of Lu Yang.
For Lu Yang’s sake, Yun Mengmeng can also come to the sword library for a visit. The sword house also agrees that if Yun Mengmeng has a fate with the spiritual sword, he can also take one away.
“This sword is pretty good-looking.” In the corner of the sword library, Yun Mengmeng squatted down and looked at a finely crafted thin sword with many patterns and precious stones on the hilt.
On the rapier, only the hilt remains outside, and the blade is buried in the earth.
She poked the sword, but there was no response, which meant that the sword had nothing to do with her.
“Expose it and let me see what your sword looks like.” Yun Mengmeng poked the thin sword again.
The rapier sent out a thought, very rude, tell this little girl Yun Mengmeng to get away, and I will teach her a lesson if she continues to be nagging.
Yun Mengmeng had never been scolded like this before. She was a little unhappy, so she stretched out her hand and pulled out the thin sword from the soil without any effort.
The rapier was furious and kept vibrating, trying to break free from Yun Mengmeng and teach this little girl a lesson!
“Stop shaking.” Yun Mengmeng flicked the sword surface, making the rapier buzz.
The surrounding spirit swords saw Yun Mengmeng bullying the thin sword, and they had the intention of breaking out of the ground.
Yun Mengmeng noticed the strange movement and glared at them, scaring the spirit swords around them so much that they no longer dared to stand out.
Xilijian also realized that Yun Mengmeng was not able to pull himself out because of his innate divine power, but purely relying on his cultivation to crush him. He had no anger at all and was so frightened that he could not move.
Yun Mengmeng saw that the sword was bare and didn't look very good, so she lost interest and casually inserted the sword back.
“I still want to give you to Xiaozhi as a gift, but it doesn’t look good, so forget it.”
Yunmengmeng doesn’t care about quality when picking up a sword, just that it looks good.
“Brother Sword, please hang out with me from now on. If we work together, we will surely reach the top of the sword!” Someone tried to trick the Spirit Sword into showing off.
“If you follow me, I guarantee that you can evolve into a sword spirit.”
“Look, our colors match very well. We are a perfect match. Come on out.”
There are also sword cultivators who are taciturn, sitting silently on the ground, resonating with the spirit sword, and trying to move the spirit sword with their sincerity.
However, no matter whether they were trying to impress the spirit swords or impressing the spirit swords with their sincerity, all the spirit swords remained motionless and completely ignored the intentions of these sword cultivators.
“Why don’t you go and resonate with the sword?” Kunqiu saw the **** dog squatting at the entrance, like a watchdog.
Before the **** dog could answer, Kunqiu saw the **** dog holding a sword covered in saliva.
Kunqiu looked at the **** dog with pity. With this usage, no spiritual sword would choose the **** dog.
Kunqiu entered the sword library and used his spiritual consciousness to constantly communicate with the spiritual sword, hoping that the spiritual sword could follow him.
However, it is a pity that the Spirit Swordsmen are determined to follow Brother Mingtai and ignore Kun Qiu.
She walked around the sword library for a long time, and finally a sword was moved by her sincerity. It kept shaking and broke out of the ground.
Kunqiu was overjoyed as she held this sword. The sword was divided into black and white from the middle and contained the path of yin and yang chaos, which was most suitable for her.
Mingtai and Lu Yang walked into the sword library together.
During the 10,000 years since the fall of the Supreme Sword Tower, Mingtai has always been in the sword library. He is very familiar with this place. He is very familiar with every spiritual sword placed here.
Just standing here, there are many spiritual swords ready to move, wanting to rush into his arms and call him "brother".
Other sword cultivators noticed the movement of the spirit sword and looked in the direction of the spirit sword towards the entrance of the sword library in surprise.
“Mingtai resonates with these swords?!”
Everyone was shocked. This was too outrageous. This kind of thing had never been heard of in the Sword Asking Ceremony in the past dynasties.
“Senior Brother Lu Yang, do you know how to choose your favorite sword?” Mingtai asked.
"Appreciate further details."
Mingtai is an expert in this aspect: "The so-called sword of your choice is the sword that resonates with you."
"From what I see, senior brother, you should want to hold another sword while holding the sword you are wearing now?"
Lu Yang nodded.
"In this case, the sword you choose must resonate with you and your sword. If not, your two swords are likely to conflict."
"Senior Brother Lu Yang, you can try to lift your current sword and release your aura and the aura of your sword. If there is a sword that matches yours, there will be abnormal movements. The one with the largest abnormal reaction will be the best match for you. The sword that resonates.”
Lu Yang didn’t know anything about this, so he could only follow the instructions.
He stood at the entrance of the sword library and raised the Qingfeng Sword. The Qingfeng sword trembled slightly, spreading the sword energy like ripples as the aura of the divine transformation stage surged.
"Should it resonate with Qingfeng Sword?" Immortal Fairy was also listening carefully to Mingtai's theory.
“Since I am now a sword spirit, shouldn’t the sword Xiao Yangzi chooses also resonate with me?”
Thinking of this, the Immortal Fairy also secretly released a ray of fairy charm.
This is the fairy charm that can only be felt by spiritual swords, and monks cannot sense it.
The spirit swords sensed Lu Yang’s sword spirit root, sensed the existence of the fairy sword, and sensed that the sword spirit in the fairy sword contained eternal power. These are the supreme existences they pursue!
A spiritual sword shook violently, extremely excited, and the entire sword library was shaking, like an earthquake.
Mingtai was shocked. He thought something unexpected had happened, causing a riot in the sword library. He desperately issued orders to appease the spirit swords, but the spirit swords at this time did not obey his orders at all!
When the senior officials of Jianlou witnessed this scene, they were even more at a loss. They didn’t know what was happening. Even if the Supreme Lord of Jianlou came in person, he shouldn’t have such a vision!
Countless spiritual swords broke out of the ground, either from the ground or from the wall, leaving their original positions and standing in rows in an orderly manner. Even the Chaos Yin and Yang Sword that Kun Qiu had finally obtained flew out of Kun Qiu's hand and joined the air. The spirit sword queue.
The spirit swords were all uniformed, like an army, being inspected by the general. Wherever Lu Yang's eyes fell, the spirit swords there would become restless, thinking that they had been selected.
Lu Yang turned to look at Mingtai, a little embarrassed: "It's my first time doing this, I have no experience. I don't know which sword resonates with me the most. I would like to ask Junior Brother Mingtai for some advice."
(End of this chapter)