Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 183 Zhan Ji's Embarrassment

The sword on the second layer of the sword recording box is Chaomu Sword, which judges a person's potential for sword cultivation.

There are already two thousand flying swords as small as hairs floating in this side of the sky. If it wasn't for being unable to break free from the Chenggang chain, Bo Xi would have already left. At another time, he must try to see if the sword recording box is as good as it is. The rumors are just as accurate, but now, every trace of real energy is precious and there is nothing to waste.

The expression on Song Jingyan's face kept changing, calm for a while, panicked for a while, and he could barely hold on to his sanity. Bo Xi could only see a phantom like a sea tide on Zuhuang Mountain, but no one came out, so he had to continue to wait .

In a blink of an eye, half a stick of incense passed, and another thousand small swords were released from the sword recording box. Obviously no one controlled them, but they were conducting meaningless and purposeless inspections. All the small swords seemed to be flying around in the sky, but Bo Xi He knew that no matter where he turned his consciousness, Jian Qun would follow there, and they were able to find him.

Soon, another thousand small swords were released——

This is the sword of similarities and differences on the third level, judging the heart and mind.

Zhan Ji's brows are already knit together—whether he is willing to admit it or not, Bo Xi's aptitude seems to be extremely rare, but there is still a long way to go before being unrivaled in the world.

He Yang said: "I heard that the recording sword box judges its own cultivation, and a thousand flying swords are produced in one level of realm, is it?"

Zhan Ji knew what she wanted to say, and said coldly: "Don't forget, Bo Xi fell from a height due to his own fault. The sword recording box has never made a mistake, so naturally it will not break him."

Indeed, the Recording Sword Box has never inspected a cultivator who has fallen into the realm like Boxi, and Zhan Ji can only produce a thousand swords as a Recording Sword Box, but now it is obviously more than that, and he will never admit that his judgment is wrong , thought in his heart: "This little beast may be able to draw out the five thousand small swords on the fifth floor of the sword recording box, but he is seeking death on his own, and he has no one to blame."

As Zhan Ji expected, the thousand small swords on the fourth floor flew out of the sword recording box soon after.

Shen Yang's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, Zhan Ji maintains an unhappy expression on his face, in fact, he is looking forward to the sword group on the fifth floor released by the sword recording box. cut!
Song Jingyan spurted blood with a "poof", and his posture on the flying sword was wobbly, like a rookie who has just learned to fly. It has become more and more difficult for him to keep calm, even if the time of awakening is getting shorter every time, no one else can do it. Look, but in all his perceptions, this side of the world is no longer what it was at the beginning.

Beneath his feet was a bottomless abyss, from which huge red rocks sneaked out, bringing out unknown things from the abyss.

The sound of the wind is not the sound of the wind, it is the soul weeping silently, and the sky turns into blood, and the blood is extremely dirty, carrying the humble self-pity and crazy hatred of the dead.

This is a lonely place, except for the flying sword under Song Jingyan's feet, there is no place to stand, and the thin sword body bends and groans, almost unable to support him.

Song Jingyan's feet were numb, his legs were numb, his back was numb, sweat was spreading all over his body, his temples were wet and stuck to his face, and he cried out silently in his heart, how did he get here?Master!Why doesn't Master care? ?

"Tch..." There was a cold scoff, it was Bo Xi's voice.

Song Jingyan could no longer care about his self-esteem, and roared, "Bo Xi, you and I have no grievances! Why did you kill me!?"

But in fact, Song Jingyan didn't make any sound at all, his lips were tightly pressed, the sweat rolling from his forehead flowed into the gap between his lips, and his eyes flickered in panic.

The time has come.

Boxi sent out a divine thought: "Where is the Tianwu Sword?"

Feijian and its master should be connected in mind, and Bo Xi could feel a faint connection, but it was too vague, like hearing the sound of water droplets on a rainy night, making it difficult to distinguish the direction.

Song Jingyan asked back: "Heaven Wu Sword?"

Seeing the absurd look on Song Jingyan's face, Bo Xi immediately understood one thing: Tianwu Sword has nothing to do with Haowu Immortal Sect.

Since it has nothing to do with the Haowu Immortal Sect, there is no reason why Song Jingyan must be killed, so Bo Xi retracted his spiritual thoughts and moved them out of Baizhang.

The world in front of Song Jingyan returned to normal little by little, but it would take a while for his mind to fully wake up. As for the future impact, in the words of Xi Yang, it might not be a good luck. How many sword cultivators have the opportunity to see.

With Bo Xi's movement, the sword recording box made some judgment. Maybe he thought that he wanted to escape. The recording sword box followed Boxi to chase.

Bo Xi suspected that Zhan Ji was controlling the sword recording box behind his back, looked at Song Jingyan, and stayed away from Baizhang again... This time, he stabbed a hornet's nest.

The Sword Recording Box thought he was really going to escape, and the Swords of Good and Evil surrounded him. A thousand swords coming and going from the sixth floor rushed out after the Swords of Good and Evil, making the sound of "swish, swish".

If the six thousand flying swords were not as thin as a cow's hair, I don't know what they would be like, but even if they couldn't see the flying swords themselves, the reflected light reflected a cold scene. This scene only fell into the eyes of Zhan Ji and He Yang. They looked at each other with different thoughts, and they were shocked.

——What they saw, was that the true face of the Moon Swallowing Scarlet Marrow Sword Body?

It's no wonder that someone in his early twenties can step into the stage of transforming gods and aspire to the pinnacle of sword intent.

Zhan Ji clenched his five fingers, hiding his murderous aura deeply, while Xi Yang was also a little shaken in defending Bo Xi.

When he was young, Bo Xi was a soft-tempered child. At that time, Xi Yang felt that he should be more sharp and not so soft and unusable—now, he hopes that Bo Xi can at least retain half of his childhood temperament.

However, there were 24 years of captivity during this period. After escaping, the encounter must have been inhumane. The whole world was full of accusations and spurned people. How could it be possible to maintain a kind and gentle temperament?As Jiang Zhaoxi reported back, Bo Xi would not listen to anything and would only attack.

The moon-swallowing red marrow sword body is naturally best if it can be controlled, but if it cannot be controlled, the only way is to wash away the cause and effect and reshape the primordial spirit.

Zhan Ji suddenly said: "Samsara Pool..."

He Yang knew that Zhan Ji had the same worry if he didn't listen to what he said. The reincarnation pool was the means they had agreed upon. For this reason, she did not hesitate to pull Wuji Xianzong into the competition, but the sword body that ranked first would be washed out. What kind of people come, they have no idea in their hearts.

The sword group of [-] flying swords is definitely not based on Bo Xi's past cultivation base. According to the comparison of the first level of the sword group and the first level of the realm, to the sixth level of the back and forth sword, the practitioners in the sword formation should It is: Refining Qi - Building Foundation - Forming Alchemy - Nascent Soul - Transforming God - Refining Void, only the practitioners in the Void Refining stage.

When the incident happened that year, Bo Xi was suppressed from the realm of transformation to the realm of Yuanying, and the disciples didn't know about it, but these elders still remembered it.

"It's not inspected according to cultivation level, what is the inspection of the sword recording box?" Kun Yang deliberately asked Zhan Ji, how rare it is to embarrass Zhan Ji, how could she miss it.

Zhan Ji was secretly annoyed, and forcefully explained: "The sword recording box also judges aptitude by the number of times of body training. Sword repairers wash the marrow and cut the veins once more than other cultivators."

Xi Yang smiled, she was sure that Bo Xi had more than that.

Sure enough, after the back and forth sword, there was also a sword on the seventh floor - Zhan Ji's throat was blocked, judged by the number of times of body training?Has Boxi washed the marrow and cut the pulse seven times?Isn't this a joke?

Then the eighth layer of life and death swords, these thousand small swords are dark in color, and their power is far greater than the sum of the previous seven layers. Zhan Ji has never seen this life and death sword a few times.

It's not that the talents of the Haowu Immortal Sect are withering, but that the higher the level of cultivation, the more pity the cultivator will die. The inner demons were not purged, and they were beheaded, so why bother?The Sword Recording Box has no other purpose besides being able to check aptitude. Who wants to risk their lives to try it?

Boxi could not move at all, and was "nailed" in place by eight thousand swords, but the strange thing was that he didn't feel the slightest danger. Instead, when the sword of life and death appeared, he felt a faint spiritual thought coming from him.

This divine thought was so weak that Bo Xi could only vaguely feel the urgency and excitement in this divine thought... It was obviously the first time he saw the sword recording box, why would he be excited when he saw this false fairy artifact?
Still eager?As if longing for something on him... the spirit of the moonlight?

No, the flying swords didn't try to snatch the Moonlight Spirit, they just nailed him here, and they didn't allow him to move, as if they wanted to do something...

Even Zhan Ji and He Yang didn't know these subtleties.

Xi Yang said: "Maybe, today I can see the present and past swords on the ninth floor of Haowu Xianzong's recorded sword box, I don't know—Zhan Ji, have you seen the present and past swords?"

If you want to see the sword of the present and the past, you have to be a half-step true immortal in the tribulation period!

Xiyang has entered the period of crossing the catastrophe, but he suppresses his cultivation all the time. He has to make proper arrangements for the next few hundred years of Hanqiong Xianque before he dares to let go of his cultivation and trigger the tribulation thunder.

And Zhan Ji, if he could step into the realm of half-step true immortal, how could he have so much energy to meddle in other things.

He Yang asked deliberately, and after asking, he exchanged a playful look with Qu Zhen who was beside him, and everyone knew that Zhan Ji must have never seen the Sword of the Past and the Past.

"Hmph!" Zhan Ji snorted coldly, but did not speak.

He Yang smiled, and then threw the primordial spirit perception out of the water curtain.In fact, she didn't think Bo Xi could draw out the past and present swords on the ninth floor of the sword recording box.

Song Jingyan's eyes regained a bit of clarity, and he gasped when he saw the group of eight thousand flying swords not far away. Isn't this uncle's talent too much?

Bo Xi didn't have the time to take care of anyone's mood. The divine thoughts seemed to be isolated in a restriction, unable to break out, so he rushed to the restriction again and again, eagerly conveying his emotions to him.

Pseudo-immortal artifacts are rare, do all pseudo-immortal artifacts seem to have artifacts?Bo Xi didn't know, he only took another fake fairy artifact: the Heyu River Sand Sword.I heard that the Heyu River Sand Sword was made from fragments of fairy artifacts, and possessed [-]% of the power of the original fairy artifacts. He also felt something when he held the sword, and it was even weaker than the divine thoughts from the sword recording box. times.

At that time, Fairy Chuiyun changed her mind and wanted to recast one for Bo Xi, which was later known as the Tianwu Sword, and the He Yu He Sand Sword was taken away by the sword attendant, and that feeling was regarded by Bo Xi as a momentary illusion of forgetting the scriptures. year.

Now it seems that it is not an illusion, it is very likely that there is a spirit like the sword recording box.

The sword recording box has no malice towards him.

Boxi laughed at himself and thought: If a person wants his life, it is not a person, but he is very eager for him. Is he cast in the wrong womb?

With a thought in his mind, the purple debris of the Moonlight Spirit gathered into a mass, which looked like a silently burning purple flame from the outside. Protruding from the flame core, the bundles were drawn together, vaguely revealing Bo Xi's figure, and eight thousand small swords surrounded the purple flame, which looked particularly astonishing.

Zhan Ji and He Yang in the distance closed their eyes at the same time, gathered their consciousness, and focused all their attention on the eyes of Yuanshen to watch this scene.

(End of this chapter)