Chapter 418 Scabbard Choosing a Sword
After Jian Wuxia gave detailed instructions on what to do after entering the sword pool, he took out a jet-black sword blade.
A large amount of spiritual power poured into the black sword blade, and soon, endless black sword light appeared on the sword blade. The sword light instantly filled the entire hall, shooting out wantonly.
Jian Wuxia pinched the seal, and a powerful sword spirit rose from the center of the hall, wrapping Lu Xuan and everyone in the room and disappearing instantly.
“Is this the mysterious sword pool?”
Lu Xuan was in a daze for a few breaths, then opened his eyes and found that he had entered a strange space.
A world of sword energy.
The ground is covered with the remains of countless flying swords, and from time to time, sharp swords of different shapes and sizes shoot out from them.
The sword energy in the air was like blocking out the sky and the sun, and the whistling sound of the sword energy as it flew past could be heard in the ears. Occasionally, in the distance, powerful sword energy could be seen soaring into the sky, accompanied by the clanging sound of swords.
“That’s right, this is the Sword Pool, the core of the sword hall. Its depth is beyond imagination. There are countless high-grade flying swords in it. It is even rumored that a fellow sect obtained fifth-grade swords, sword pills and other treasures from it.”
A gentle voice sounded not far away from Lu Xuan. Lu Xuan followed the sound and saw that it was Zhong Baiyu who looked like Maitreya Buddha.
As soon as he finished speaking, before he could respond to the other party, the infinite sword energy around them seemed to sense the strange aura of Lu Xuan and others. With a hissing sound, they swarmed up and attacked Lu Xuan and the others at high speed.
Tens of feet away, a huge silver-white sword light appeared out of thin air and came to the two of them in an instant.
Lu Xuan felt his eyes were filled with white, and his mind lost control for a moment, just as he was about to urge Qing Fulu to avoid the sword light.
Suddenly, the sword fruit in his hand floated out on its own, and the sword energy was raging inside. The silver-white sword light that was just unstoppable, together with the ubiquitous sharp sword energy, all stopped and bypassed Lu Xuan and the two.
“Junior brother Lu, don’t panic. As long as you have the sword fruit in hand, the sword energy in the sword pool will not attack us.”
Zhong Baiyu saw Lu Xuan's cautious expression and spoke to comfort him.
“Junior brother, this is my first time to enter the sword pool. Although I am mentally prepared, I still cannot maintain a normal mind when I see so many sword energies attacking me.”
Lu Xuan took the initiative to explain.
“I have been here once before, so I have more experience than you, Junior Brother Lu.”
“Senior Brother Zhong, according to what you said, the sword energy in the sword pool will not actively attack the monks of our sect, but what if a special situation occurs?”
"For example, if a fellow sect accidentally leaves the sword fruit behind, or surrenders the flying sword, and the sword fruit is damaged while competing with other sects for the sword, will that trigger a group attack with sword energy?"
Lu Xuan asked curiously.
“If the sword fruit is lost or damaged, it will naturally no longer have a protective effect. Although this situation has more risks, it is still not a big problem.”
"Fellow sects who can enter the sword pool can resist the sword energy of the sword pool for a while. During this process, they can ask for help from other sects who have sword fruits. If there is no other way, they can also urgently contact the alchemy master guarding the sword pool. uncle."
Zhong Baiyu explained while guiding Lu Xuan to slowly shuttle through the sword energy in the sky.
"I see."
Lu Xuan nodded slightly, his palms turned into crystal jade, and he reached out to touch the subtle sword energy lingering around him.
“Junior brother Lu, I believe you already know that there are many high-grade swords and sword pills kept in the sword pool. Over time, many swords gradually show strange phenomena and even develop a trace of spirituality.”
"For example, the silver-white sword light just now, if you guessed correctly, should be the sword light emanating from a third-grade flying sword." "There are a lot of third-grade swords in the sword pool. If Junior Brother Lu is not confident in obtaining a fourth-grade sword, , Jianwan, you can first get a third-grade one as a guarantee."
The disciples of the Sword Hall can only stay in the sword pool for a limited time, only half a day. During this period, it will take a lot of time to search for and surrender the high-grade sword Jianwan.
In addition, in order to avoid the situation where someone acquires too many swords, the sword hall stipulates that each sword hall disciple can only obtain a maximum of two swords.
There are often disciples who do not want to waste precious opportunities on third-grade swords and sword pills, but only want to obtain higher-grade and rarer flying swords. In the end, they end up in vain.
“If junior brother finds a sword that he likes, he can use his sword skills to conquer it. If he cannot conquer it, he can also try to use his cultivation level to forcibly suppress it.”
“There is no way. The high-grade swordsmen in the sword pool are very discerning. Only when they encounter an innate sword body like Senior Sister Jian Wuxia will they take the initiative to get closer.”
“When people like us are close, those spiritual swords will actively avoid them. Therefore, if we encounter the swords we like, we must seize the fleeting opportunity and surrender them at the speed of thunder.”
Zhong Baiyu smiled bitterly and continued to remind Lu Xuan.
“If you have talent, you can do whatever you want.” Lu Xuan agreed.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Zhong, for reminding me. I would like to wish Senior Brother that he will get his favorite treasure.”
He said gratefully to Zhong Baiyu, and the two of them each chose a direction and walked into the sky full of sword energy.
Subjugating a sword requires the disciples of the Sword Hall to do it themselves. Borrowing it from others may have the opposite effect. At the same time, if they come across a sword that both of them like, it will not be easy to divide it up.
So the two of them acted separately without acknowledging it.
As he gradually went deeper into the sword pool, Lu Xuan saw more and more strange sights of sword energy, including various strange and ferocious beasts, objects with sword energy of different spiritual attributes, and even glimpses of the sun and moon from a distance. Stars, mountains, rivers and other spectacular and majestic visions.
In the endless sword energy, the effect of spiritual consciousness is greatly weakened, and the distance that can be seen is less than 10% of the normal range.
When encountering the strange vision of sword energy, the Yangxuan sword scabbard on his waist trembled slightly from time to time. The spirituality inside the scabbard seemed to urge Lu Xuan to quickly search and subdue them.
“You’re a prodigal scabbard, can’t you stand seeing so many swords?”
Lu Xuan passed on a teasing thought.
After he kept inserting flying swords such as the Purple Lightning Sword, Wind Thunder Sword, Emerald Small Sword, and Sword Glow Sword Qi into the Yangxuan Sword Sheath, he gradually began to adapt to its identity. When he met a suitable flying sword that he liked, such as Emerald Green When he was holding a small sword, he half-pushed and half-complied, trying to refuse but then welcoming.
Before the insertion, there is a symbolic resistance. After the insertion, they become one and there is no distinction between you and me.
"Wait until I choose a high-quality flying sword for you and satisfy you."
Lu Xuan noticed the changes in the sword energy.
“This area has a strong aura of water spirit, and there should be a water-attribute flying sword hidden there. The moisturization should not be a problem.”
“There is probably a fire attribute flying sword here. The aura is so violent and fierce. I don’t know if your scabbard can withstand it.”
“The flying sword of the monster beast, do you like this taste?”
While searching for the vision of sword energy, he muttered secretly in his heart.
(End of this chapter)