Fantasy: Sign In For A Thousand Years At The Start

Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Xiantian Sword Soul

“Ding!”

“Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully.”

“Get the Xiantian Soul Blade.”

“Xiantian Blade, the top talent in ancient and modern swordsmanship.”

“The person who owns the Xiantian sword spirit is the one who is closest to the sword way. Regarding the sword way, you can understand it at one point.”

“And all the mysteries of the sword path, as long as you encounter it in a moment, you can understand it!”

The voice of the system explanation sounded.

This is a very rare situation, and generally the system will only give one comment.

And now he took the initiative to explain the situation, enough to explain the rarity and brilliance of the Xiantian swordsman.

When the system voice fell, Song Wudao suddenly felt a strange feeling.

The desire to fall asleep came, and before he knew it, Song Wudao stood on the island in the lake and fell asleep.

Then a complicated and mysterious change occurred on his body, and the colorless brilliance appeared and turned into fluctuations, spreading out without anyone being able to detect it.

Inside Song Wudao’s body, a seed exuding a strong sword and Dao rhyme seemed to be forged.

Make an invisible sound.

“boom!”

“boom!”

“…”

In a short span of time, it seemed to have experienced thousands of percussions.

It’s like a long century has passed.

The seed of the sword path is getting smaller and smaller, but the aura it exudes is getting more and more amazing, as if it is about to tear the void away with a slight movement.

In the end, the round and flawless knife gradually turned into a knife, and even the color changed to black.

Song Wudao woke up at the right time, his eyes closed as usual, slowly sensing everything with his spirit.

Seeing the sword soul in his body that was transformed from the sword type, he seemed to be a peerless treasure in the sword.

Possess unlimited possibilities.

Only then did he realize that the world had also become different, full of transparency.

The one-style sword move that had just been enlightened became clearer at this moment.

Even his own avenue has made rapid progress, and the supremely sharp aura surrounds his body.

Dao Dao Yun is clear and clear, and it becomes more mysterious, as if it connects the roots of the Dao.

Song Wudao raised a finger and drew it across the void lightly, without using any vitality, even with little strength.

Relying on the mystery of tricks, it caused ripples in the void.

“Tai Xuan!”

Song Wudao said softly.

This type of sword technique was originally illusory, and it was the Saber Technique that directly killed the soul, but it appeared at this time.

The sophistication of Song Wudao’s methods is enough to make the descendants of the God King’s family like Lord Chiyan be shocked.

“This style of swordsmanship is not complete.”

Song Wudao said to himself silently.

He who has obtained the Xiantian sword spirit is not comparable to the previous one. At this time, his sensitivity to the sword is indescribable, and he can know a hundred at a glance.

Now his instinct is telling him that this trick “Tai Xuan” is incomplete, and what is missing.

In the dark, he felt something was wrong.

A finger pointed towards the void, as if finding a gap in the world, the blade of light burst from the fingertips, and an indescribable sharp edge was produced.

“Tear and pull—”

Song Wudao drew a finger down, and this small world was torn apart by him like a piece of paper and divided into several large fragments.

The world is like an illusion, and it starts to dissipate.

Any Dao Yun breath began to disappear, as if it had never appeared before.

“Come on—”

At this time, a middle-aged man’s voice appeared in Song Wudao’s ear.

The owner of this voice seemed to have waited for a very long time, very emotional.

In Song Wudao’s spirit, the surroundings began to appear slowly.

This is a place that feels very ordinary, surrounded by only an unknown wooden chair and a dark gray stone bed.

On the stone bed, the phantom of a middle-aged man was lying on his back, and the sound was made by him.”Come, sit down, let’s speak slowly.”

There seemed to be a special power in the words of this figure, which made Song Wudao easily feel close.

At this time, Dao Po was shocked, and the extra feelings in Song Wu’s Dao heart were cut off.

Song Wudao frowned and waited, his palm touched “Anonymous”.

“Hahaha!”

Seeing Song Wudao’s movements, this phantom was not displeased, but laughed, very pleased.

“God treats me very well. Before I die, I can find such a talented and beautiful jade. Even if I die, I have no regrets.”

Song Wudao was stunned.

When the middle-aged man laughed, he seemed to see a figure shining with peerless edge.

The horror of the breath is just as easy as destroying the world.

And when the middle-aged man stopped, he only felt that the other party was a rare piece of beautiful jade.

The feeling of gentleness and elegance emerged, without the shadow of just now.

It’s like facing a kind but not old elder.

“Don’t panic.” The elegant middle-aged figure persuaded.

“My current state is just a ray of thoughts left by the deity, and it will not pose any threat to you.”

“As for my deity, it is already dead, so don’t worry about it.”

Song Wudao’s palm relaxed slightly.

After acquiring the Xiantian Blade Soul, his instincts are extremely sharp.

He could feel that the middle-aged man in front of him was not telling lies.

Seeing this scene, the phantom lying on the stone bed gradually relieved.

Such an excellent descendant, what if he gets scared away, wouldn’t it be too late for him to regret it?

“Little guy, me, you call me Yushu.”

“I am a god king in the Eastern Heaven Realm, no matter what, I can still be said to be a master.”

“And here, is my burial place.”

“…”

The god king Yushu explained to Song Wudao.

He died here for some reason, and before he died, he had the idea of ​​looking for a descendant, so he left a thought to set a test and wait for the person to come.

And this test is the mysterious text on the rock.

In those words, there is a record of a killer move that he created and then simplified.

As long as the visitor can understand this move, it is easy to find something wrong in the void, and then come here.

However, this is a very simple test in the eyes of God King Yushu.

But no one passed, and then came.

“But it’s all right now. You are here. I didn’t expect that before I died, I would still meet an excellent heir like you.”

“I don’t know, are you willing to accept this inheritance?” Yushu said, with anticipation in his voice.

Song Wu Hesitated in Dao’s heart.

After all, the two met for the first time, and then they were about to become masters and apprentices, which made him still groan.

“Hehe, don’t worry about making a decision.”

“Young man, it’s good to be a little more stable.”

“Next, while there is still enough time, I will solve your doubts for you.”

God King Yushu didn’t seem to care at all, and said to Song Wudao with a smile.

It’s just that because he is the manifestation of a strand of thought, he can only maintain this state, this action.

So now the scene of the two of them looks a bit weird.

A blind man stood quietly in front of the stone bed with a calm face.

And a phantom was lying on the stone bed.

Neither of them looked at anyone with their eyes, but spoke for a long time.

It’s weird.

However, the two people involved did not feel wrong at all.

“Then senior, I want to know what my condition is now.”

Song Wudao said one thing he most wanted to ask.

Although he has never made any mistakes since his cultivation, his eyes have experienced big changes several times.

So he was very curious about what state he was in.

And it’s too easy for a person to go the wrong way when walking alone.