Nine suns stepping on the sky

Jianzong controls the sword, and has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. There are countless disciples, and there are more than a million or tens of millions of broken swords.

Abandoned into the abyss, after years, it gradually evolved into a terrifying sword pond.

Where the sword pool is located, countless chaotic and broken sword intents ravage the void, erode the human body, and as time goes by, it can even hurt the soul.There was also a sword sect genius who wanted to practice with the help of the sword pool, but all failed. The light ones were reduced to useless people, and the serious ones were killed by the sword's backlash!

Therefore, it was designated as a forbidden area, and monks under the sect were not allowed to enter.

As for the life and death of the sword servant, it was out of Jianzong's consideration.

……

The ground was suddenly sunken, as if it had been cut off by a giant sword, and the darkness was bottomless.

Mo Yu stood in the distance with deep eyes. After a long time, he exhaled with admiration on his face.

As expected of the Sword Sect, the super power on the Megatron side can actually create such an absolute realm of swords!

These countless chaotic sword intents are like poison to the rest of the monks, but to Mo Yu, they may be an opportunity.

If he can comprehend and integrate these thousands of sword intents, and take them into his own, it will be enough to promote his kendo practice and revive the Qingcao kendo runes.

"Yu Mo, don't look at it, let's go back after the inspection." A young man next to him turned pale, "If you stay in this ghost place for a long time, you will die!"

The danger of the Burial Sword Pool is no secret, and this is the reason why all the sword servants are reluctant to come here.

Mo Yu restrained his thoughts, there will be opportunities to confirm in the future, so he nodded immediately, "Okay."

In a group of two, they hurriedly walked around the Burial Sword Pool, and left quickly without noticing anything wrong.

Today's work is over here, and the rest of the time can be arranged by yourself.

Compared with other places, the work of the sword servant in the Burial Sword Pool is particularly leisurely.

As long as you have a life to enjoy.

……

In the stone room, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, and the light flashed away.

Counting the time, the patrols of the other two groups of sword servants have also ended, and it's time to leave.

He stood up and left the stone room without a sound. There was nothing wrong with his sensing, his figure moved like a cloud of green smoke, and he went straight to the Burial Sword Pond.

Soon, the Burial Sword Pool, which looked like a monster with a big mouth, appeared in sight.

Mo Yu's figure kept approaching to the edge, and there were muffled sounds of "Puff", "Puff" and "Puff", and there were countless holes in his robe.

The raging sword intent in the air can already cause direct damage to the monk's body, but with Mo Yu's powerful body, he can naturally ignore it.

He sat cross-legged, a powerful divine sense burst out, covering a radius of ten feet around his body, and he began to comprehend.

In an instant, 31 different sword intents appeared in Mo Yu's senses, intersecting and colliding with each other, making one's mind dull for a while.

"Two medium sword intents, the rest are weak sword intents, there is no difficulty in comprehending them."

After a while, Mo Yu opened his eyes, and two sword shadows vaguely appeared, "Continue to study!"

His mind moved, and dozens of brand new sword intents appeared in his mind.

"No, there are three powerful sword intents and six medium sword intents. My divine sense is strong enough to comprehend them at the same time. The number must be reduced." Mo Yu's face turned pale, and he reduced the sword intents in comprehension to half. Only gradually recovered.

Time passed quietly, and on the second day, Mo Yu suddenly opened his eyes, got up and left quickly, at the same time shattered the robe on his body, and put on a new sword servant robe.

"It seems that I have to change my clothes in advance in the future, otherwise I may be suspected."

Mo Yu thought about it.

Not long after he returned to the stone room, there was a shout outside the door, "Yu Mo is coming out soon, it's time for us to patrol."

"Understood." Mo Yu responded, opened the door and went out to greet him, and the two walked towards the Burial Sword Pond.

……

The sword servant's life is boring and monotonous, every day goes round and round, repeating yesterday's life.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the third month since Mo Yu entered Jianzong.

At this moment, he was sitting beside the burial sword pool, with a dignified expression.

It took three months to comprehend more than [-] strong and weak sword intents, and it has faintly reached a critical point.

Therefore, Mo Yu's attempt to integrate, once completed, represents a leap forward in the practice of swordsmanship.

His mind is calm, like an ancient well without waves, as if he is detached from the outside world, observing the changes in the sword intent in his mind.

Don't be in a hurry.

Integrating sword intent, the number reached a terrifying [-] or more. Even with Mo Yu's powerful divine sense, one must be absolutely cautious, otherwise, if the sword intent bursts if it fails, it will be enough to bite him into a serious injury.

In the mind, a vortex of sword intent has already condensed, and new sword intents are constantly flying out, quietly blending in like raindrops.

Success is not far away.

An invisible breath lingered around Mo Yu's body for more than ten feet, isolating all sword intents.

This is the powerful will of the sword that he naturally exudes as he increases his comprehension of sword intent!

Suddenly, Mo Yu frowned slightly, showing a gloomy look.

Several sword sect monks broke into his induction and happened to walk towards him.

If you want to dodge, you must not move when the fusion of sword intent is at a critical moment.

If you are really suspected, you can't say that you have to make a move and leave them all behind!

With a ruthless thought in his heart, Mo Yu suppressed all expressions, and urged the vortex of sword intent to rotate, speeding up the fusion process.Fortunately, the fusion has reached the end, and the interference of consciousness will not cause bad effects.

call out--

Amid the sound of piercing the air, several Sword Sect monks appeared.

"Junior Sister Xuanji, this is the Burial Sword Pool. All the broken swords and broken swords recovered by our Sword Sect are in it." A handsome Sword Sect monk smiled and said, "Although you and I have treasures to protect our bodies, we also have treasures to protect our bodies. You can't stay here for a long time, otherwise the erosion of the sword will be very troublesome, and even affect your and my sword practice."

He turned around gracefully, and was about to continue to say something, but his eyes suddenly widened, as if he saw something incredible.

Someone... actually someone is practicing here!

Following his gaze, the rest of the Sword Sect monks soon noticed that the figure crossed knees beside the sword burial pond had his mouth wide open, and they all looked like ghosts.

Yu Xuanji's eyes paused for a moment, and then he showed interest, and his voice came out clear and plain, "Senior Brother Ma, didn't you say that the Sword Burial Pond is dangerous? I think this place can really be used for cultivation."

Ma Quantao was startled, he knew that Junior Sister Xuanji was the newest disciple of Master Jianxin, if he misled her to enter the Burial Sword Pool to practice, ten sword cuts would not be enough for him!

His eyes swept over the back again, and after the shock, he suddenly found something that he hadn't noticed before. Ma Quantao felt relieved, "Junior Sister, don't judge lightly. Look at the robe on this person. It's my sword servant, but the sect's sword servant." They are specially dispatched to maintain the Burial Sword Pool. Their cultivation base is weak, which can minimize the influence of the sword intent, so they can freely enter and exit.”

"He is cultivating here, probably because he is not reconciled to being ordinary, and wants to fight desperately, but he doesn't know that he is ruining his life in vain. Junior sister, if you don't believe me, you can pay attention, this sword servant will definitely not live for half a year."

Yu Xuanji nodded slightly, but looking at the tall figure not far away, she always felt that things were not that simple.

Ma Quantao shook his head helplessly, "Junior Sister Xuanji doesn't believe me, I'll call this person, and you'll know it at a glance." He raised his head with a dignified face, "Sword servant in front, if you see me waiting, come quickly and salute!"

But that figure was still sitting cross-legged, not moving at all.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Ma Quantao's face, which immediately turned dark, "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

Finally, the figure moved slightly, then turned around, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then walked quickly.

"See you senior brothers and sisters!"

"Hmph! I called you before, why didn't you respond?" Ma Quantao said coldly.

Mo Yugu showed nervousness, "I... I was scared for a moment, I couldn't move... I couldn't move."

Seeing him terrified and disturbed, Ma Quantao felt that he had regained his face, and his expression became much better. Thinking that Junior Sister Xuanji was still there, in order to impress her, he said immediately: "Be careful next time. Fortunately, you met me. Instead Brothers and sisters who are not easy to talk about, you must suffer!"

"Yes, yes, thank you senior brother!" Mo Yu expressed his gratitude. ,

Ma Quantao waved his hand, "Come and tell Junior Sister Xuanji, how is the effect of practicing here?"

Mo Yu showed bitterness, "Reporting to Senior Sister Xuanji, the sword intent of the Burial Sword Pond is mixed, and I thought it would be beneficial to my practice. In fact, the disadvantages of getting close are far greater than the gains. I have been trying here for a while, and my body is damaged. I am afraid I will not live for long. .”

He heard clearly what the few people said before, so he naturally followed the words to send them away.

Yu Xuanji glanced, "Really?"

Look noncommittal.

Seeing that she seemed to be interested, Ma Quantao was taken aback immediately, and hurriedly said: "Junior sister, brother, I still have some things to deal with, you and I should leave now, and come back later when we have a chance."

"Okay, just listen to what senior brother said." Yu Xuanji nodded obediently, but there was a hint of cunning in the depths of his eyes.

A group of Jianzong monks turned and left, and no one paid any attention to Mo Yu.

After all, a mere sword servant, or a sword servant who is about to die, has no right to bother them.

It's just that when Yu Xuanji turned around, his eyes were on Mo Yu, and there was a brief pause.

Watching the group of figures go away, Mo Yu slowly stood up straight, and the previous obedience disappeared directly, returning to a calm appearance.

It's just that the eyebrows are a little more wrinkled.

Did this woman notice something?

Mo Yu thought about it carefully, and finally suppressed the idea of ​​silence, not because of pity, but because he had confidence in his own performance.

She should just be curious.

Shaking his head, restraining his messy thoughts, Mo Yu turned and left, and returned to the stone room shortly after.

He sat cross-legged, and his divine sense swept across the green grass kendo runes in the soul space, revealing a bit of contemplation.

After the fusion of sword intent was completed, the green grass kendo rune showed a little more brilliance, which showed that his previous guess was not wrong.

Just wanting to revive the Qingcao Sword Dao rune, it is far from enough to rely on the sword intent that has been comprehended and integrated.

A long way to go!

Fortunately, the most indispensable thing in the Burial Sword Pool is all kinds of sword intent. As long as he is given enough time, it will not be a problem to restore his cultivation.

In Mo Yu's eyes, firmness appeared again.

……

"Teacher, I want to go to the Burial Sword Pond to practice." Yu Xuanji said coquettishly, with a longing look on his face.

Jian Xinliu frowned slightly, "You walked around today, and it is said that you also met a sword servant who failed in the attempt, don't you give up?"

"Yes, teacher, please give me a chance." Yu Xuanji smiled mischievously, "Besides, with the treasure bestowed by you, teacher, even if I fail to try, I won't be hurt by the sword intent, please promise me, please gone."

"This...you, relying on being a teacher to pamper you, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss." Jian Xin shook his head helplessly, "Then go try it, remember as a teacher, if you feel any discomfort, stop coming back immediately. "

Yu Xuanji smiled like a flower, "Thank you teacher!"

She lowered her head to salute, but a figure appeared in her mind, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Deceitful little sword servant, we will see you soon!