As the sword-shaped totem gradually solidified, the space around Wanjian Mountain was distorted, and a powerful aura came out from the depths of Sword Mountain. It was the ultimate charm of the sword, and the essence of the sword that had been accumulated over the years. , this aura made the surrounding chaotic energy retreat, as if some unspeakable power was brewing.
Li Mu stood suspended in the air in front of Wanjian Mountain, with his eyes like torches. He could already feel that Wanjian Mountain was undergoing transformation. The sword intent of the fifteen hundred seventh-level Tao swords was integrated into it. After being washed, it changed from quantitative change to qualitative change. Wanjian Mountain was going to change. Got promoted.
On the sword-shaped totem, the dragon-shaped spiritual pattern and the sword pattern were intertwined more and more densely, and dazzling sword light erupted, and then merged together and disappeared into Wanjianshan's body.
The next moment, the dark mountain body of Wanjian Mountain began to peel off, and each piece was carved by the sword, forming countless delicate sword patterns. The silvery mountain body was gradually revealed as bright as a mirror. Those sword patterns were not just decorations, they contained endless sword patterns. Intention, the sword energy that pervades to the extreme.
Wanjian Mountain seemed to come alive. Powerful sword energy spurted out from the mountain and shot straight into the sky. A huge sword energy field was formed instantly, completely surrounding Wanjian Mountain.
Immediately afterwards, Wanjian Mountain was completely reborn, and the dark mountain was completely peeled off, revealing the bright sword veins hidden underneath, like a giant dragon made of countless sharp swords, winding around the Sword Mountain,
The ten thousand seven-spirited swords on Wanjian Mountain flew out from the mountain one after another, and they seemed to have been improved accordingly. The ten thousand swords roared in unison, and their sword intent was high-spirited. They turned into bright sword lights and flew out of Sword Mountain. , hovering and intertwining excitedly around Wanjian Mountain, they danced in the air, as if announcing to the heaven and earth the successful advancement of Wanjian Mountain.
The originally injured fifth-level spiritual swords and the broken sixth-level spiritual swords were nourished and repaired one after another with the advancement of Wanjian. The cracks on the swords gradually healed, and the light reappeared, as if they had experienced a battle. Transform and advance to a higher level of existence.
The ten thousand spiritual swords seemed to have been given a new life. They were flying happily in the air, and together with the ten thousand seven spiritual swords, they decorated the entire chaotic space with dazzling splendor.
As for the 1,500 seventh-level Dao swords, they seemed to be blended into one, becoming the objects surrounded by fifth-level and sixth-level spiritual swords. They were the core of the main body of Wanjian Mountain, and the sword intent emitted by them had reached an unprecedented height.
Li Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, happily witnessing Wan Jian Shan's 'celebration' without disturbing him. With his innate magical power - identifying all spirits, Wan Jian Shan's attributes, which had successfully been promoted to the eighth-level extreme realm, were all displayed before his eyes.
【Wanjian Mountain】
[Level: Eighth-Level Taoist Soldier]
[Characteristics: Dragon Vein Sword Spine, Endless Sword Intention, Sword Heart Transparent, Sword Realm Domain, Sword Dao Peak, Sword Heart Connected, Ten Thousand Swords Unified, Dominate Ten Thousand Swords]
[Status: Successfully promoted to the eighth level of the extreme Taoist weapon, and the weapon spirit transformed. 】
[Based on the seventh-level spiritual mineral-meteor crystal core, and using thousands of high-level sword spirits as sacrifices, it absorbs and fuses the essence of the sword intention of one thousand five hundred seventh-level Taoist swords. The sword spine appears, the sword veins condense, and the sword The intention is like a dragon, winding and circling, becoming an eighth-level Taoist weapon. This weapon weighs more than 100 million kilograms. The sword field is boundless and thousands of swords bow down. 】
Wanjianshan sensed the owner's gaze, and it quickly called for the Wanjian Spirit Sword, and quickly called for the Wanjian Spirit Sword to return to its position.
On the top of Wanjian Mountain, a dazzling light suddenly erupted, and an ancient and solemn aura filled the air. As the light gradually converged, a figure slowly walked out of Wanjian Mountain. That was the weapon spirit of Wanjian Mountain. Already melted at this moment He takes the shape of a sturdy man, wearing tight black clothes and well-defined muscles. He is carrying a giant heavy sword that matches his body shape. On the sword body, there is a faint brilliance of the sword. He is as calm as the heavy sword. , unstoppable.
The man in black had deep eyes, like two sword pools that could see into people's hearts. He slowly raised his head and looked at Li Mu suspended in the air. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes showed boundless gratitude and admiration.
"Jianshan, meet the master!"
"Jianshan has advanced to the eighth level of the ultimate Taoist weapon. From now on, your will is the direction of my sword."
The man in black walked up to Li Mu, his rich voice filled with endless gratitude and loyalty to Li Mu, and he bowed slightly in the air. Although the movement was not big, it was full of solemnity and piety.
"Okay, okay! It's your chance to be promoted so quickly!" Li Mu nodded happily, a little surprised by the form transformed by the weapon spirit of Wanjian Mountain.
The weapon spirits take different forms, each with their own characteristics. The weapon spirit of Huajie Baofu is a five-color true dragon, the Chaos Spirit Banner is a small gray whale, and Wanjianshan is a male cultivator holding a sword. They are rather strange, but they are also very special. Close to the essence of sword cultivation.
"I will be in seclusion for a while, please return to your body first!"
Li Mu looked at the weapon spirit of Wanjian Mountain and ordered with a smile.
"As you command, Master."
Wan Jianshan happily accepted the order, and the next moment, his figure began to blur, turning into a silver hill, shrinking rapidly, and then flew towards Li Mu, submerged into the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows, and disappeared.
Li Mu took out two bottles of spiritual elixirs from the Tianxuan ring, poured out two "Jade Dew Pills" to restore his true energy, quickly replenished his true energy that was almost depleted due to drawing the spiritual talisman, and poured out two more "Tai Xuan Qing Divine Pills" ", swallowing the elixir without hesitation to relieve the mental fatigue and mana loss caused by long-term weapon refining.
The elixir melted in his mouth, and a warm power flowed through Li Mu's body, nourishing his true energy and soul, and gradually restored the color to his face that was slightly pale due to the weapon refining.
Three months passed by in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, Xuantian Sword Sect came to the day when the ancestor altar was opened.
On this day, the entire Xuantian Sword Sect was immersed in a solemn and sacred atmosphere. In the sect square, several elders were lined up neatly, with awe and anxiety on their faces.
In the sky, the colorful auspicious clouds gathered again, and there were thousands of rays of light, as if the heaven and earth were preparing for this grand event. As a distant and profound bell rang, Old Man Xuantian led the three Taoist Lords and the elders slowly towards the Patriarch. altar.
Above the altar, an ancient altar stood quietly, engraved with mysterious spiritual patterns. Old Man Xuantian walked to the altar, took a deep breath, then took out the Xuantian Sword from his waist, and slowly raised it. Pass it over your head and place it on the altar.
Xuantian Sword is the sword of the founding ancestor of Xuantian Sword Sect. It is the authentication of the identity of the master of each sect of Xuantian Sword Sect. It is also an indispensable key item to open the ancestor altar and contact the ancestor of the upper world. When the tip of the Xuantian Sword touched a specific spiritual pattern in the center of the altar, the entire altar suddenly burst into dazzling light, and an ancient and powerful aura instantly filled the air, making everyone in the entire Zongmen Square stunned. I felt a shock coming from the depths of my soul.
In the light, the spiritual patterns on the altar seemed to be activated and began to flow slowly, releasing an indescribable power. This power seems to resonate with Xuantian Sword, and seems to be connected with the history and inheritance of Xuantian Sword Sect.
The old man Xuantian had a solemn expression, making secrets with his hands, moving his lips up and down frequently, chanting incantations, and injected a large amount of true energy into the altar. Soon, the light on the altar became stronger and stronger, and the Xuantian Sword seemed to be injected with powerful power. The weapon patterns on his body flashed and appeared, releasing bursts of sword energy that complemented the light on the altar.
Just when the spell reached its peak, a tiny gap suddenly opened in the center of the altar. Then, an illusory and bright spiritual mirror slowly emerged. The spiritual mirror exuded a soft but dazzling light, as if it could see into the world. Everything seems to be connected to another distant world.
The picture in the mirror gradually became clearer, and what was shown was a vast fairyland shrouded in clouds and mist - the Fairy World, which is the upper realm - the holy land where the Xuantian Sword Sect is located. In the picture, among the clouds and mist, there are towering palaces. Suspended in mid-air, surrounded by fairy energy and soaring spiritual beasts, it is a peaceful and sacred scene.
In the deepest part of the palace, a young man dressed in white and with long hair shawl finally appeared in the mirror. His eyes were deep and full of vicissitudes, and his brows revealed endless majesty.
"Spiritual world, Xuantian Sword! Are you the current sect leader of Xuantian Sword Sect?"
The young man's voice was like the sound of nature, passing through the barrier of the void, echoing clearly around the altar, and reaching the ears of the three Tao Lords Xuantian, Chen Qingxuan, and the elders of the sect.
"Are you the great uncle of Master Taixuan?"
Old man Xuantian was refreshed, and he quickly bowed and saluted, his tone full of excitement and admiration. Behind him, the three Dao Lords Chen Qingxuan and a group of sect elders also saluted, and the entire square was solemn.
"I didn't expect you to recognize me. The spiritual world and the fairy world have been sealed for thousands of years, and the lower world is no longer in contact with the upper world. I didn't expect to see people from the lower sect in the spiritual world today." Tai Xuan's expression was deep and unchanged, and he said calmly. The sound crossed the boundaries of time and space through the spiritual mirror and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
"Reporting to my uncle, non-disciples are unwilling to contact the Upper Realm Sect, set up altars, and communicate with the Upper Realm. This puts a heavy burden on the Xuantian Sword and damages its heritage. Therefore, we do not dare to open it easily unless we have to." Old Xuantian said in a tone. There was a hint of helplessness in it, but it also revealed the cherishment and respect for the Xuantian Sword, the sect's most precious treasure.
"Oh! Then why did you open the altar again this time?" Tai Xuan responded blankly and asked indifferently.
"Report, Uncle Master, the Demonic Abyss forces invade this world with the intention of destroying the seal formation of the Three Realms. We have briefly destroyed the Demonic Abyss forces' actions. However, the Demonic Abyss forces will never stop here, and the next offensive will be even greater. Violent, the disciple is worried that just because I am waiting for him It is difficult to resist the invasion of the forces of the Demonic Abyss. Now, the spiritual world is facing the crisis of spiritual energy exhaustion, so the disciples have no choice but to open the altar and ask the ancestor of the upper world for guidance to help the spiritual sword sect survive the crisis." Elder Xuantian said. Keep a low profile and respond respectfully.
Hearing this, Tai Xuan's eyes became deeper and he nodded slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Uncle, if you open the altar this time, I dare to ask, my master, Ancestor Xuanzhen, he..." Seeing that Taixuan didn't respond for a long time, the old man Xuantian quickly continued to ask.
Tai Xuan's eternal expression condensed slightly, and the gaze in his eyes seemed to penetrate the boundaries of time and space, returning to the distant past. After a while, he replied: "Your master, Xuan Zhen, uh, he has been immortalized for many years. ”
After hearing this, Old Man Xuantian, the Taoist Lords behind him, and the elders of the sect all froze.
Master Xuanzhen is the last monk from Xuantian Sword Sect in the spiritual world to fly to the sect in the fairy world. His emergence means that Xuantian Sword Sect has lost another layer of direct contact and protection in the fairy world.
"I already know about this matter. I will ask people to investigate the movements of the sealing formation and the forces of the Demonic Abyss. If the formation is really broken and the spiritual world is in trouble, I will not sit idly by and do nothing. Don't worry! "Taixuan seemed to be aroused by a hint of human feeling, and looked at everyone and promised.
After receiving the promise from Grandmaster Taixuan's uncle, old man Xuantian and the other elders finally felt relieved. They knew that even though Grandmaster Xuanzhen had become immortal, the power of Xuantian Sword Sect in the upper realm was still their strong backing.
"Thank you, uncle!" Old Man Xuantian bowed again, his tone full of gratitude.
Taixuan nodded, his figure gradually blurred in the spiritual mirror, and finally disappeared. The light on the altar gradually faded, and everything returned to calm.
At this time, in the Demonic Abyss Realm, a plan to break the chaos sealing formation was quietly launched.
The Immortal Demon God successfully persuaded the Immortal Emperor Tianfeng to cooperate in breaking the Chaos Seal Formation, jointly suppress the human race, and eliminate the human monks practicing the Avenue of Chaos, and then they began to take action.
At the same time, the Black Vulture Demon God has completed the collection of the element-devouring demon ants. The element-devouring demon ants are sixth-order demon insects and are born with powerful soul-devouring power. They are all black, like the purest darkness in the middle of the night, exuding There is a faint blue light. This blue light is a manifestation of the soul-devouring power in their bodies. It is both mysterious and dangerous.
Although the element-devouring demon ants are small in size, each one contains amazing power. Their heads are triangular in shape, with the front end as sharp as a cone, which is the tool they use to pierce and absorb spiritual energy. And their eyes are two tiny red beads, shining with cunning and greedy light, as if they can see into all auras.
Their bodies are covered with a thin layer of carapace, which is not only extremely hard, but can also resist spell attacks to a certain extent. Their legs are like six tiny sharp blades, capable of moving quickly on any terrain, whether it is rock, sand or the void.
When the element-devouring demon ants gather together, they will release a special energy wave, which can interfere with the surrounding space structure, making them almost unimpeded when traveling through space. At the same time, this kind of fluctuation can also strengthen the connection between them, allowing them to form a tighter formation when attacking and exert greater power.
At this time, the Black Vulture Demon God stood on the abyss of the Demon Abyss Realm, behind him were hundreds of millions of element-devouring demon ants. They were like a rolling black ocean, completely covering the sky.
"What a trick! Where did you get so many element-devouring demon ants? This thing is not that easy to cultivate!" The Immortal Demon God looked at the black ocean that covered the sky and the sun behind the Black Vulture Demon God, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Appreciated.
"Your methods are not bad, you actually convinced Tianfeng to cooperate with you." The Black Eagle Demon God raised a proud smile on his lips, and looked at the Immortal Demon God with a trace of surprise in his eyes, and said in confusion.
"Don't ask any more questions and get started!" The Immortal Demon God waved his hand, interrupting the Black Vulture Demon God. He looked solemnly into the distance, in the direction of the Chaos Sealing Formation. (End of chapter)