Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 3 Xuanji
In the boundless darkness, a faint ray of light appeared at some point, and the closed five senses gradually returned, as if someone deliberately amplified her pain in order to torture her, soreness, numbness, pain, softness, and weakness came from all over her body a feeling of.

There were bursts of burning pain in the back like a needle prick, and the pain in the throat was as painful as being sharpened by sandpaper, and there was a constant buzzing sound in the ear as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer in the head.

I'm not dead yet?

The first thought flashed through my mind.

But soon, the memory before coma came back. She thought of the figure she saw in a trance. She thought it was a hallucination before she died, but she didn't expect someone to come.

Shen Zhiyu wanted to move her body, but she was so weak that she couldn't even move a finger.

After gaining consciousness, she tried to slowly open her eyes, and what she saw was the moon-white curtain.

His eyes widened and he looked around, but he didn't see anyone.

She turned her head cautiously, and saw her shabby storage bag that was looted by the evil cultivator before the pillow.

It's been a long time.

But Shen Zhiyu was still a little puzzled: How did they know that this storage bag belonged to her?

Before she could think about it, the door was pushed open.

Shen Zhiyu looked over and saw that the person who came was a female cultivator in blue, whose cultivation was higher than hers, but she couldn't tell how high she was.

As soon as the female cultivator came in, she saw Shen Zhiyu staring at her with open eyes, and she showed a comforting smile, "I guess you are about to wake up, so I came here to take a look."

"What kind of place is this?" Shen Zhiyu asked subconsciously, and was shocked by herself as soon as she finished speaking.

She can actually speak?
Although the voice was very hoarse and unpleasant, it did not hinder Shen Zhiyu's excitement.

"This is the Foreign Affairs Hall of the Xuanji Sword Sect. We brought you back two days ago when we went to wipe out a den of evil cultivators." The female cultivator checked Shen Zhiyu's injuries as she spoke, "You hurt your meridians, you need to take care of two For three months, during this period, you cannot use a lot of spiritual power."

"Xuanji...Sword School?" Shen Zhiyu thought about it carefully, and made sure that there was no information about Xuanji Sword School in his memory.

The female cultivator in blue had a surprised expression: "You don't know the Xuanji Sword School?"

Shen Zhiyu looked at her innocently with wide phoenix eyes, and shook his head honestly.

"You just came from the mortal world." The blue-clothed female cultivator showed a clear look.

Shen Zhiyu nodded honestly.

"No wonder, the lair of that group of evil cultivators is in the Daozhi Mountains at the intersection of the world of practice and the mortal world. You came from the mortal world, and you don't know the specifics, and you don't have the guidance of your seniors. The place of evil cultivators is on.

After being silent for a while, Shen Zhiyu pretended not to hear the teasing in her words, and changed the subject, "My name is Shen Zhiyu, and I am a third-level qi practitioner. What should I call you?"

"My surname is Zhou Mingying, and I am a Qi-training seventh-level monk. If you don't mind, please call me Senior Sister." The female nun in blue smiled, "You may be confused when you first come to the Qiming Realm. Bar."

She nodded hastily and looked at Zhou Ying expectantly.

"You already have a cultivation base, you should know what a spiritual root is."

Shen Zhiyu thought of what the middle-aged scribe who taught her the Five Spirit Art had said before, "Senior Sister Zhou, this spiritual root...does it represent aptitude?"

"Yes and no," Zhou Ying nodded, "but spiritual root is not the only criterion. On the real road of cultivating immortals, talent, luck, understanding and character are all indispensable."

"But the spiritual root is the cornerstone of a person's journey of cultivating immortality, and its importance is self-evident. But how many people in the world can win the favor of heaven? Most of them are struggling to survive. The more the number of spiritual roots is The less the better, a single spiritual root is easier to cultivate, and the higher the purity of the spiritual root, the better, the stronger the affinity for the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, the faster the cultivation speed, and the deeper understanding of the truth of heaven and earth than ordinary people Therefore, all monks hope that they can have outstanding spiritual roots."

"Speaking of spiritual roots, do you know what kind of spiritual roots you are?" Zhou Ying asked.

Shen Zhiyu shook her head. The middle-aged scribe who taught her the five spirits at that time used beads to detect that she only had spiritual roots, but did not find out what kind of spiritual roots it was.

"I have a spiritual disk here, do you want to test it?"

Seeing her nodding, Zhou Ying touched the storage bag at her waist with her hand, and a disc inlaid with several different colors appeared in her palm.

She put the disc under Shen Zhiyu's hands, and said, "Inject a little spiritual power into it."

Shen Zhiyu did so.

After the spiritual power entered, a circle of white light spots appeared around the disc, and the colored beads on the disc also slowly spun.

White light spots rushed over and covered Shen Zhiyu's body. After about three breaths, two kinds of light, gold and red, suddenly lit up on the disk.Among them, the golden light is extremely bright, while the red light is dimmer. There are nine golden light spots like fireflies floating and dancing in the golden light, and there are only six fiery red light spots in the red light.

Seeing this, Zhou Ying sighed enviously: "Golden and fire dual spiritual roots, the purity of the golden spiritual root is as high as [-]%, and the purity of the fire spiritual root is [-]%. With such a high talent for sword repair, it's no wonder that the sword command will respond."

What is the sword order?
Shen Zhiyu watched Zhou Ying take back the spirit plate, her eyes followed her movements.

Sensing Shen Zhiyu's eyes full of curiosity, she smiled and said, "Do you still remember the Xuanji Sword School I mentioned earlier?"

Before Shen Zhiyu could respond, she continued: "According to the records of the Qiming History, the entire Qiming Realm consists of four parts: Tianji, Xuanling, Shengqi and Endless Sea."

"The continent we are on is Tianji, which is divided into five lands: Hejian, Hengzhou, Pingcang, the Extreme North Ice Field, and the mortal world outside the Tianzhan Mountains. The Xuanji Sword Sect is one of the ten righteous sects of Tianji, located in Ping Cang."

"I am the outer disciple of the Xuanji Sword Sect." Zhou Ying looked a little proud.

Shen Zhiyu also had a good impression of this sect that saved her life, so she poked secretly to learn more.

So he asked: "Senior Sister Zhou, I met a fellow Taoist named Lin Yunhao in the dungeon of the evil cultivator. Is he also a disciple of the Xuanji Sword Sect?"

A smile appeared on Zhou Ying's face, "He is a disciple of Qingxu Palace among the top ten sects. This mission has two evil cultivators in the foundation period, so it is a joint mission of Xuanji Sword Sect and Qingxu Palace."

"The Qingxu Palace is responsible for destroying the dens, and we are responsible for cleaning the black market. It just so happens that we rushed over to help after cleaning the black market. We happened to see you being sent out, so we brought you here."

Shen Zhiyu nodded, and asked again: "Senior Sister Zhou, I was almost thrown into the cauldron when I was on the altar, and I saw someone rescue me in a daze, do you know which fellow Taoist it is? Thank him."

Zhou Ying thought for a while, and said: "The first one to rush to the altar was Master Han Lian from Qingxu Palace. He should be the one you saw. But he left yesterday, so you won't see him now. gone."

Han Lian.

Shen Zhiyu said it silently several times in her heart, raised her head and said with a smile, "Thank you Senior Sister Zhou for letting me know."

"Small things," Zhou Ying smiled, and asked her again, "Do you know why we brought you here?"

Seeing her sudden serious face, Shen Zhiyu shook his head silently.

"When we arrived the day before yesterday, the person you were arrested happened to be sent out. As soon as I picked you up, my identity sword order changed." Zhou Ying took out a sword-shaped sword half the size of a palm. Show her the token, "This shows that your talent is very compatible with our sect. After saying hello, I have taken you from Wanfa Pavilion to the Foreign Affairs Hall of our Xuanji Sword Sect."

Shen Zhiyu probably had a guess in her heart, but she didn't reveal it, and listened to her calmly.

"I just tested your spiritual root. You really have the talent for sword repair, so I want to ask you, do you have the willingness to join our Xuanji Sword Sect?"

(End of this chapter)