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Yuan Futu's eyes stayed on the Qingfeng sword at the top, imagining the demonic sword forged from the bones of the demon god suppressed under this sword, and said in a deep voice: "What grade is Wang Jian?"

Jian Twelve said: "Wang Jian's material is special, it is the skeleton of a demon god, and this demon god has surpassed the realm of returning to the gods. If it hadn't been for the failure of crossing the catastrophe, he might have been promoted to the earth fairy world and opened the door of immortality. Generally speaking, Wang Jian does not belong to the category of spirit treasures, but a magic weapon. This magic weapon is more powerful than the Supreme Spirit Treasure, but it is not as good as the Chaos Spirit Treasure. .]”

"So that's how it is, but when Shushan got the fairy weapon, the sect's strength would increase by leaps and bounds, but our magical tool will be dusty for thousands of years and cannot be used." Yuan Futu said with emotion.

Jian Twelve also sighed, showing regret, "The first suzerain has ordered that this magic weapon can only be used when the sect is in danger, otherwise it will definitely push the Tianxuan sword sect to perish."

Yuan Futu asked: "Then how should I accept the inheritance of the predecessors of Jianzong?"

"Although there have been quite a few disciples who have come to the Sword Tomb over the past few thousand years, not everyone can get the inheritance of the seniors of the Sword Sect. These spiritual treasures contain the souls of those masters of the Sword Sect. Only they are willing to Only then can the power sealed in the Lingbao be transferred into your body." Jian Twelve said slowly.

Yuan Futu raised his brows, "In that case, there is a possibility that I won't get anything?"

"That's true, everything depends on chance." As soon as Jian Twelve flicked his sleeves, there was a bang, and all the formation restrictions engraved on the burial ground appeared, like hundreds of gears, large and small, perfectly fitted together. Slowly running, as if it contained monstrous destructive power.

"There are a total of 360 formations and five restrictions here, more than half of which are offensive formations. It is difficult for even a master of the void or even the Tianmang realm to enter here. Now I will remove all the restrictions. What you have to do Just visualize, to see which sword will appear in your mind and resonate with your soul."

In this Tianxuan Sword Sect, only Jian Twelve knows how to undo these formation restrictions. I saw his mysterious and strange techniques. In an instant, these gear-shaped formation restrictions all became illusory, as if hiding in the void deep.

Yuan Futu did not expect to use visualization to resonate with these spiritual treasures. He had some doubts whether it was really possible to seal the consciousness and power in this spiritual treasure, and then he closed his eyes, his mind was empty and chaotic The power of power evolved from the natal bead, forming thousands of silk-like energy scattered away, covering the entire bone burial ground.

In this burial ground, only Qingfeng Sword and Wang Jian have reached the supreme grade, and the rest are spirit treasures of different grades.

Of course Yuan Futu wanted the best, so under the exploration of his spiritual consciousness, he tried his best to find the Supreme Spirit Treasure of the highest grade, but at this moment, a blue light appeared in his pitch-black mind.

"Hey, what is this?"

Yuan Futu frowned slightly, restrained his mind, concentrated his energy and visualized the blue light, and gradually, the real body of the blue light was revealed.

It was an ordinary Qingfeng sword with a silver blade, and there was a dark groove in the middle, running from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and a yellowish white cloth strip was wrapped around the round hilt , It looks simple and unpretentious, but it seems to have the power to kill gods and demons.

"The Qingfeng sword of the first suzerain?!"

Yuan Futu's heart was shocked. Could it be that the first suzerain wanted him to inherit the mantle?

"Sovereign, why hasn't anyone been able to take away the Qingfeng sword of the first suzerain for so many years?" Yuan Futu asked tentatively.

Jian Twelve smiled indifferently and said: "The sword of the first suzerain exists to suppress the king's sword. If it is pulled out, the devilish energy will leak out, and the entire Tianxuan Sword Sect will suffer. Besides, for thousands of years, no one has To be able to visualize this sword, I don't think Wang Jian would be released, including the consciousness of the first Suzerain."

Yuan Futu swallowed his saliva secretly. If this is the truth, then what about the Qingfeng sword visualized in his mind? Could it be that the first Suzerain couldn't bear to be lonely and didn't want to suppress Wang Jian anymore?

"That Qingfeng Sword seems ordinary, but is it really the Supreme Spiritual Treasure?" Yuan Futu asked doubtfully.

Jian Twelve nodded and said: "Thousands of years ago, the first suzerain used this sword to travel through the imperial court and comprehend the "Tianxuan Sword Art". As the first suzerain got various adventures, he continued to transform himself. In the meantime, he developed spiritual consciousness and finally reached the supreme level. Although this kind of situation is rare in the imperial court, it is real, and the self-transformation Lingbao, its power is even stronger."

The chaotic spirit treasure is a typical example of self-transformation, which is why it is far stronger than the supreme spirit treasure that can be forged with the spirit treasure casting technique.

Yuan Futu's face became a little ugly. If he really wanted to say that what he saw was the Qingfeng Sword of the first suzerain, in order to be able to suppress Wang Jian, Sword Twelve would never let him accept the inheritance. , The opportunity that was so hard to win was wasted.

"What should I do, did I really return empty-handed? I thought I could get a treasure here!" Yuan Futu was extremely troubled in his heart, if he just left like this, he would really become a laughing stock.

Jian Twelve looked at him with a strange expression, and asked, "Have you visualized it?"

"Wait a little longer, it will be ready soon." Yuan Futu smiled awkwardly, desperately trying to get rid of the Qingfeng sword in his mind, but it seemed to be branded inside, and he couldn't get rid of it at all. There is no chance to visualize other spirit treasures.

At this moment, a sword chant suddenly shot up from the Bone Burial Ground.

Rumble!

The entire Bone Burial Ground trembled, as if some kind of huge force was about to move below.

Jian Twelve frowned deeply, with shock in his eyes, he saw a vermilion sword light directly blasting a hole in the bone burial ground, attacking Yuan Futu.

"Be careful!" Jian Twelve stretched out his right hand, and was about to grab the vermilion sword light, thick and pure true energy burst out from the palm of his hand, covering it.

hum!

The speed of the vermilion sword light suddenly slowed down, but it was not restricted by it. On the contrary, the vermilion light became more and more intense, and it came to Yuan Futu in a blink of an eye.