NOVEL FROG Douluo: Twin Blackened Martial Souls shocked Bibi Dong
Chapter 47 Artifact, Pure Jun Sword!
Chapter 47 Artifact, Pure Jun Sword!
"Your Majesty, I have really been drained!"
"I don't believe it, don't you even have a drop?"
"Yeah, there are too many of them. My legs are shaking and I can't stand upright. I really don't have a drop."
"I don't believe it, take it out and let me take a look at it myself. If there is really no drop, I will cook the soup myself to help you recover. But if you see it You still have some in stock, hehe, you know!"
Wuhundian College, under the sword peak, Lin Xuan looked at Pope Bibidong in front of him with a bitter expression.At this time, Bibi Dong was full of displeasure and suspicion, looking at Lin Xuan in front of her, obviously not believing what he said before.
Lin Xuan sighed helplessly in his heart. He didn't know where Bibi Dong knew the effect of his first soul skill of the wine gourd martial soul. When he went to Jianfeng to realize the sword, he stopped him and asked himself Ask for some wine of strength.
Although the amount Bibi Dong wanted was not too much, and she also brought some rare and precious medicines in exchange.
But no matter what, yesterday Lin Xuan was squeezed for a day by a few old and shameless people from Douluo Temple. They pretended to help him practice the first soul skill, but in fact they let him continue to produce wine of strength, so that They store it up.
Although the effect of the wine of strength can only last for a week, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others want to learn from each other while taking the wine of strength, and get familiar with the state where the power has doubled so that they can use it in the future. When drinking the wine of strength, you won't be unable to control your own strength.
But Lin Xuanke was miserable, the pure sword essence in his body was squeezed out, and all of it was transformed into the wine liquid of the wine gourd.
With an empty sword essence, he could hardly stand up in the morning, and staggered all the way to the bottom of Jianfeng.
Hearing Bibi Dong's question, Lin Xuan smiled wryly and shook his head, rolled up his sleeve and stretched out his left hand.At this time, Bibi Dong wiped Lin Xuan's left wrist with his right hand as fast as lightning, and then retracted it.
"Sure enough, you don't have much soul power in your meridians, and you can't support the consumption of the ten-thousand-year soul skill at all." Bibi Dong nodded slightly, and threw a jade bottle in her hand to Lin Xuan. "This mysterious sword grass is the deposit I paid you. When your soul power is fully recovered, remember to leave three cups of wine for this seat."
Turning around and walking a few steps, Bibi Dong paused, and said again: "I will do what I say, and I will cook soup for you with my own hands, and Nana will send it over later."
Lin Xuan didn't care about these, what he cared about was another thing.
"Your Majesty the Pope, I have admired the divine sword on the top of the Sword Peak for a long time. I wonder if it is possible to climb to the top of the Sword Peak and see the true face of the Divine Sword?" Lin Xuan asked.
"Go if you want, you, as the contemporary son of Wuhundian, don't ask me about such trivial matters from now on."
Bibi Dong walked towards the distance without looking back, the divine sword on the top of the Sword Peak was of no use to her, it was only used to maintain the core of this mimetic cultivation environment.
Even if she gave the so-called divine sword to Lin Xuan, it was nothing to her, all she had to do was send a message to the Wuhun branch of Gengxin City, and let the master craftsman Lou Gao build another one.
After getting Bibi Dong's permission, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated, stepped on the Wufeng Sword, and flew towards the peak of Jianfeng with the sword.And Guangling Douluo, who was hiding in the dark and watching everything all the time, also walked through the air, flying towards the top of Jianfeng silently.
The top of Jianfeng Peak is a flat open space without any flowers or plants on it.The sharp golden aura of Jianfeng Wanjian is too strong, almost no plants can grow on Jianfeng.
However, there is the only exception, which is the strange pine called Jiansong that grows on the top of Jianfeng.Jianfeng has only existed for more than a dozen years, and no one remembers who transplanted that Jiansong.
The only thing everyone in Wuhundian Academy knew was that this Jiansong was the only plant that could grow on Jianfeng.
Even when the divine sword at the top of the sword peak breathes out the sword energy, the sword pine tree will also breathe out the sharp sword energy along with it, which not only has no effect on itself, but makes it grow taller and straighter .
Looking from top to bottom, Lin Xuan even discovered the magnificent atmosphere of Jianfeng!The dense sword energy turned into a white mist, the clouds were misty, and the peak could not be seen!It's just that you can vaguely see that there are many swords inserted all over the sword peak, and the sword body is submerged in the stone, leaving only the hilt outside.
Finally, Lin Xuan reached the open space at the top of Jianfeng.But when he looked up, he found a long sword with an antique color and sheath hanging obliquely on a branch of the sword pine.
"Zheng!"
There were bursts of dragon chants, and when Lin Xuan felt the approach of the Wufeng Sword, the divine sword immediately flew forward and landed directly in Lin Xuan's hands.
Lin Xuan's eyes were full of excitement. After looking forward to it for a long time, he finally had the opportunity to witness the true face of the sword on the top of Jianfeng, which filled his heart with joy.
"Keng!"
When the long sword was unsheathed, a mass of brilliance burst out, graceful and clear like a hibiscus emerging from the water, and the carvings on the hilt moved like stars, flashing out deep rays of light.
The blade of the sword is integrated with the sunlight falling down, calm and soothing like clear water flowing over a pond.But its blade is like a cliff standing thousands of feet high, lofty and majestic.
"This, this is?!" Lin Xuan opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but speak. "This turned out to be a pure Jun sword?!"
In Lin Xuan's hands, the pure Jun sword was shining brightly. In a trance, he seemed to be in the sea of stars. Countless stars shrouded his body and nourished his sword intent.And the Wufeng sword under his feet let out a dragon cry at this moment, as if communicating with Chun Junjian.
"According to the legend, in order to cast a pure Jun sword, the Chijin Mountain was broken for thousands of years to produce tin, and the Ruoye River was dried up for thousands of years to produce copper. When casting swords, Lei Gong struck iron, Yu Niang poured water, Jiaolong held the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven Loading charcoal. Ou Yezi, the master swordsmith, was ordered by the sky to spend ten years with the gods to forge and grind this sword. After the sword is completed, the gods will return to heaven, and Chijin Mountain will be closed as before. And die, this sword has become a swan song!"
"I didn't expect not only the Shengxie Sword, but also the Chunjun Sword to appear on the Douluo Continent. Is this really a coincidence?"
Lin Xuan originally wanted to hang the Chunjun sword back on the sword pine, but was surprised to find that the Chunjun sword sent him a rejection idea. It seemed that he was unwilling to stay on the sword peak, but chose to follow Lin Xuan.
And then, the Chunjun Sword, which was three feet long, suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a length of seven or eight inches, like a hairpin, inserted in Lin Xuan's long hair.
"Okay, since Bibi Dong told me that I don't need to tell her these trivial things, then I'll just listen to her." Lin Xuan shrugged helplessly.
Just as Lin Xuan was complaining secretly, Guangling Douluo suddenly showed his figure.At this time, his expression seemed a little dignified, but also a little excited.
"What's the matter, senior Guang Ling?" Lin Xuan asked suspiciously.
"The young master is back."
(End of this chapter)
"Your Majesty, I have really been drained!"
"I don't believe it, don't you even have a drop?"
"Yeah, there are too many of them. My legs are shaking and I can't stand upright. I really don't have a drop."
"I don't believe it, take it out and let me take a look at it myself. If there is really no drop, I will cook the soup myself to help you recover. But if you see it You still have some in stock, hehe, you know!"
Wuhundian College, under the sword peak, Lin Xuan looked at Pope Bibidong in front of him with a bitter expression.At this time, Bibi Dong was full of displeasure and suspicion, looking at Lin Xuan in front of her, obviously not believing what he said before.
Lin Xuan sighed helplessly in his heart. He didn't know where Bibi Dong knew the effect of his first soul skill of the wine gourd martial soul. When he went to Jianfeng to realize the sword, he stopped him and asked himself Ask for some wine of strength.
Although the amount Bibi Dong wanted was not too much, and she also brought some rare and precious medicines in exchange.
But no matter what, yesterday Lin Xuan was squeezed for a day by a few old and shameless people from Douluo Temple. They pretended to help him practice the first soul skill, but in fact they let him continue to produce wine of strength, so that They store it up.
Although the effect of the wine of strength can only last for a week, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others want to learn from each other while taking the wine of strength, and get familiar with the state where the power has doubled so that they can use it in the future. When drinking the wine of strength, you won't be unable to control your own strength.
But Lin Xuanke was miserable, the pure sword essence in his body was squeezed out, and all of it was transformed into the wine liquid of the wine gourd.
With an empty sword essence, he could hardly stand up in the morning, and staggered all the way to the bottom of Jianfeng.
Hearing Bibi Dong's question, Lin Xuan smiled wryly and shook his head, rolled up his sleeve and stretched out his left hand.At this time, Bibi Dong wiped Lin Xuan's left wrist with his right hand as fast as lightning, and then retracted it.
"Sure enough, you don't have much soul power in your meridians, and you can't support the consumption of the ten-thousand-year soul skill at all." Bibi Dong nodded slightly, and threw a jade bottle in her hand to Lin Xuan. "This mysterious sword grass is the deposit I paid you. When your soul power is fully recovered, remember to leave three cups of wine for this seat."
Turning around and walking a few steps, Bibi Dong paused, and said again: "I will do what I say, and I will cook soup for you with my own hands, and Nana will send it over later."
Lin Xuan didn't care about these, what he cared about was another thing.
"Your Majesty the Pope, I have admired the divine sword on the top of the Sword Peak for a long time. I wonder if it is possible to climb to the top of the Sword Peak and see the true face of the Divine Sword?" Lin Xuan asked.
"Go if you want, you, as the contemporary son of Wuhundian, don't ask me about such trivial matters from now on."
Bibi Dong walked towards the distance without looking back, the divine sword on the top of the Sword Peak was of no use to her, it was only used to maintain the core of this mimetic cultivation environment.
Even if she gave the so-called divine sword to Lin Xuan, it was nothing to her, all she had to do was send a message to the Wuhun branch of Gengxin City, and let the master craftsman Lou Gao build another one.
After getting Bibi Dong's permission, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated, stepped on the Wufeng Sword, and flew towards the peak of Jianfeng with the sword.And Guangling Douluo, who was hiding in the dark and watching everything all the time, also walked through the air, flying towards the top of Jianfeng silently.
The top of Jianfeng Peak is a flat open space without any flowers or plants on it.The sharp golden aura of Jianfeng Wanjian is too strong, almost no plants can grow on Jianfeng.
However, there is the only exception, which is the strange pine called Jiansong that grows on the top of Jianfeng.Jianfeng has only existed for more than a dozen years, and no one remembers who transplanted that Jiansong.
The only thing everyone in Wuhundian Academy knew was that this Jiansong was the only plant that could grow on Jianfeng.
Even when the divine sword at the top of the sword peak breathes out the sword energy, the sword pine tree will also breathe out the sharp sword energy along with it, which not only has no effect on itself, but makes it grow taller and straighter .
Looking from top to bottom, Lin Xuan even discovered the magnificent atmosphere of Jianfeng!The dense sword energy turned into a white mist, the clouds were misty, and the peak could not be seen!It's just that you can vaguely see that there are many swords inserted all over the sword peak, and the sword body is submerged in the stone, leaving only the hilt outside.
Finally, Lin Xuan reached the open space at the top of Jianfeng.But when he looked up, he found a long sword with an antique color and sheath hanging obliquely on a branch of the sword pine.
"Zheng!"
There were bursts of dragon chants, and when Lin Xuan felt the approach of the Wufeng Sword, the divine sword immediately flew forward and landed directly in Lin Xuan's hands.
Lin Xuan's eyes were full of excitement. After looking forward to it for a long time, he finally had the opportunity to witness the true face of the sword on the top of Jianfeng, which filled his heart with joy.
"Keng!"
When the long sword was unsheathed, a mass of brilliance burst out, graceful and clear like a hibiscus emerging from the water, and the carvings on the hilt moved like stars, flashing out deep rays of light.
The blade of the sword is integrated with the sunlight falling down, calm and soothing like clear water flowing over a pond.But its blade is like a cliff standing thousands of feet high, lofty and majestic.
"This, this is?!" Lin Xuan opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but speak. "This turned out to be a pure Jun sword?!"
In Lin Xuan's hands, the pure Jun sword was shining brightly. In a trance, he seemed to be in the sea of stars. Countless stars shrouded his body and nourished his sword intent.And the Wufeng sword under his feet let out a dragon cry at this moment, as if communicating with Chun Junjian.
"According to the legend, in order to cast a pure Jun sword, the Chijin Mountain was broken for thousands of years to produce tin, and the Ruoye River was dried up for thousands of years to produce copper. When casting swords, Lei Gong struck iron, Yu Niang poured water, Jiaolong held the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven Loading charcoal. Ou Yezi, the master swordsmith, was ordered by the sky to spend ten years with the gods to forge and grind this sword. After the sword is completed, the gods will return to heaven, and Chijin Mountain will be closed as before. And die, this sword has become a swan song!"
"I didn't expect not only the Shengxie Sword, but also the Chunjun Sword to appear on the Douluo Continent. Is this really a coincidence?"
Lin Xuan originally wanted to hang the Chunjun sword back on the sword pine, but was surprised to find that the Chunjun sword sent him a rejection idea. It seemed that he was unwilling to stay on the sword peak, but chose to follow Lin Xuan.
And then, the Chunjun Sword, which was three feet long, suddenly became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a length of seven or eight inches, like a hairpin, inserted in Lin Xuan's long hair.
"Okay, since Bibi Dong told me that I don't need to tell her these trivial things, then I'll just listen to her." Lin Xuan shrugged helplessly.
Just as Lin Xuan was complaining secretly, Guangling Douluo suddenly showed his figure.At this time, his expression seemed a little dignified, but also a little excited.
"What's the matter, senior Guang Ling?" Lin Xuan asked suspiciously.
"The young master is back."
(End of this chapter)
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