After picking up the cubs, I became the ancestor of Sichuan Mountain

Chapter 52 Ah Chun Sword

The two giant dragons on the stone pillars looked at the five of them with majestic eyes as they gradually walked in.

The moment they stepped into the stone door, all four people's eyes froze.

Outside they could only see the stone gate and stone pillars, and the rest was the green sky.

But as soon as he came in, the scene in front of him completely changed.

There are black shining stones everywhere, and there are countless long swords on the shining stones.

Getting closer, Qin Fan looked at the mottled spiritual swords and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

A good sword is rusty.

Seeing what he was thinking, Ning Lan just patted his shoulder lightly and explained.

"These swords are not rusty, they just waited for their master for too long and fell into dust. As long as they meet the real master, they will become active again.

Now that you have entered the Xianling Sword Sect, you will be taken to Wanjian Cliff to choose your natal spiritual sword in the future, so you might as well take a look here. "

"But I haven't built the foundation yet, is that okay?"

Qin Fan hesitated for a while and finally asked what was in his heart.

He has just learned how to draw Qi into his body, and has not yet established the foundation. Naturally, he has not practiced any techniques. Can he really find his natal spiritual sword now?
"The natal spiritual sword will find you on its own, so you don't have to worry."

Ning Lan touched his head and said.

"Senior Brother Ning, is your sword your natal spiritual sword?"

Qin Fan was a little curious, looked up at him and asked.

"Yes, but my natal spiritual sword was not found at Wanjian Cliff. I accidentally bought it while doing a mission at the foot of the mountain."

Ning Lan also felt a little funny when she thought of her spiritual sword.

Who would have thought that his natal spiritual sword was bought at the foot of the mountain for twenty coins?
After clearing up the confusion, Qin Fan nodded and continued walking in with Li Churro and the others.

As he walked farther and farther, Ning Lan also discovered something different from Wanjianya.

The reason why Wanjian Cliff is called Wanjian Cliff is because there are only spiritual swords there.

And here, in addition to spiritual swords, there are also various other spiritual weapons.

Compared to Wanjian Cliff, this place is naturally more exciting.

Many people can't find a true natal spiritual sword in their lives, so they can only make their own swords and fuse them with spiritual creation grass. However, there are still many immortal cultivators who can't get a real natal spiritual sword in their lifetime, or in other words Yes, the real natal spiritual weapon.

I don't know when, but everyone seemed to subconsciously attribute the natal spiritual weapon and the natal spiritual sword to the same thing.

But there are actually many other spiritual weapons here.

Ning Lan felt that she couldn't stand it.

"Jingjing, Qianxing, you two stand over here."

Li Churro walked to a platform and waved to the two little guys.

After they stood up, he stretched out his hand and tapped their eyebrows gently, and two small round balls formed by spiritual power gradually flew out.

Seeing the two small balls appearing in front of their eyes, Xu Jingjing and He Qianxing were a little surprised.

"You keep up with them."

After Li Congee finished his sentence, he saw the two small balls circling around them and then going in different directions.

The two hurriedly followed, leaving only Li Churro, Ning Lan and Qin Fan standing there.

"Qin Fan, come here."

Li Congee greeted Qin Fan and walked to him, then glanced at Ning Lan who was standing aside.

"Ning Lan, won't you go take a look again?"

Ning Lan was a little surprised to be called suddenly.

He already had his natal spiritual sword, and he had never thought that he could come in and learn more about it.

"I already have my natal spiritual sword."

Ning Lan said with a smile.

"Since you can come in, there may be other opportunities."

Li Congee turned his head slightly and looked at him.

Meeting her serious gaze, Ning Lan was obviously hesitant.

"Then I'll trouble Sister Congee." The young man nodded, unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, and still stood with Qin Fan.

Two small balls flew out from between the eyebrows, leading them to other places.

Watching the four children follow the ball, Li Churro also sat on the stone bench nearby.

After so many years, he entered Longyuan again.

There is another difference between Longyuan and Wanjianya.

If you have your own natal spiritual weapon, it is impossible for that person to come in.

Thinking of his broken sword, Li Congee felt a little bitter.

Her Achun Sword.

Ah Chun's sword was broken because of himself, but after so many years, he still hasn't found a way to repair it.

When he was depressed, Li Churro felt that there was something in the storage ring that was ready to break through the restriction.

When she opened the storage ring, she saw the fragments of Achun Sword shaking violently, as if she wanted to rush out of the storage ring.

Taking them out of the storage ring, the fragments became obviously more and more excited. Sensing Ah Chunjian's happiness, Li Congee finally showed that smile again.

"Go."

The fragments flew up without wind and fell straight back to the place where Li Churro pulled it up more than 900 years ago.

The fragments fit tightly together, restoring the appearance of Achunjian again.

Under the silver hilt is a light cyan sword body.

The cyan is very light, the color of the sky after rain.

The connection between one person and one sword was not broken yet, Li Churro reached out his hand to touch the sword in disbelief.

The blade of the sword was not cold and without warmth. On the contrary, the moment she touched it, the jade-like warmth reminded her of it.

Ah Chunjian can come back.

Li Jorridge wiped away the tears that fell unconsciously.

Feel carefully what Ah Chunjian wanted to convey to her.

Wait any longer?

"Ah Chun, I'll pick you up later."

Li Porridge grinned, showing the smile he had when they first met.

Ah Chunjian shook her body slightly, responding to her master.

Xu Jingjing's little ball led her to a high ground.

A fish intestine sword stood quietly under a mountain of swords.

The ball of light fell on the hilt of the sword, and the accumulated dust and shell peeled off one by one, revealing its original appearance.

The entire body of the sword was the color of a deep pool of water. Xu Jingjing looked at it in a daze.

Is this my own spiritual sword?

The fish intestine sword hummed slightly, attracting her to get closer.

When her hand grasped the hilt of the sword, the little girl suddenly turned around.

The fish intestine sword in her hand was very cold, and a chill came from the sword from bottom to top, and then spread along her hand to all her limbs.

After the chill passed, Xu Jingjing tried to pull out the fish intestine sword in her hand.

She lifted the sword easily. Looking at the deep mark left by the Fish Intestine Sword on the shining stone, Xu Jingjing felt that everything was like a dream.

Is this my own spiritual sword?

The fish intestine sword hummed softly in her hand, telling the joy of its master.

Xu Jingjing excitedly took the Fish Intestine Sword and was about to walk back, but when she turned around, she saw a tiger coming from nowhere, and now it was rushing straight towards Li Congee on the platform.

The fish intestine sword that was just so light in her hand suddenly felt as heavy as a mountain at this moment. The little girl wanted to throw away the sword in her hand, but she couldn't throw it away no matter what.

Seeing that the tiger was about to pounce behind Li Churri, the little girl was so panicked that she was speechless.

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