Emperor Yutianwu

Chu Yan thought about it and suddenly said: "What about the Heavenly Refining Divine Sword? What is the connotation of the Heavenly Refining Divine Sword?"

He was a little dissatisfied.

Isn't the Heavenly Sword just about toughness?

The old man said quietly: "Boy, who told you that the Heavenly Refining Divine Sword has no connotation?"

"What is it?"

"Have you forgotten one thing? The Heavenly Refining Divine Sword... is a combination of eight powers! The Heavenly Refining Divine Sword is still a complete sword even if it leaves you."

Chu Yan was startled for a moment and then understood immediately.

really.

The Heaven-Refining Divine Sword perfectly integrates the eight powers between heaven and earth.

In addition to his solid appearance, his understanding of the avenue is actually very powerful.

The universe... is all made up of the Heavenly Refining Divine Sword.

Chu Yan took a deep breath and said to the old man: "Senior, please teach me what I should do."

The old man stroked his beard and said, "That's pretty much it!"

After saying that, he said: "Raising a sword is actually very simple! Swords have a kind of sword, nourish them with the warmth of your heart, hide the sword in your heart, let your sword beat with your heart every day, and feel your heart Thoughts.”

Chu Yan was startled: "Hide the sword in your heart? What should I do?"

"Simple, just take a drop of your heart's blood, blend it into the sword, cast the sword seed, and then blend the sword seed into your heart!"

"that's all?"

Chu Yan was surprised and said that he thought raising a sword would be a difficult process.

Just a drop of my heart's blood...

To a mortal, the damage might be great, but to Chu Yan's level, it was nothing.

The old man said calmly: "Raising a sword is a slow process. This is just the beginning. As for how your sword can be developed, it depends on your future fortune!"

"It's like raising a child, and it happens in a day?"

Chu Yan was stunned, and then said: "Senior, please protect me? I will refine the sword seed now."

The old man nodded: "Yes!"

Chu Yan sat down cross-legged without saying a word.

He is not worried that the old man will frame him.

This old man must be related to Qin Ruomeng.

Poof!

Soon, he used his hand as a knife, inserted it into his chest, cut off a piece of flesh, and took out a drop of his heart's blood. He didn't even frown during the whole process.

The old man looked at it and admired silently.

Taking a drop of your heart's blood has nothing to do with your realm. Anyone who is injured will feel pain.

This alone proves that Chu Yan's perseverance is sufficient.

After Chu Yan took off a drop of his blood, he raised his head and looked at the old man: "Senior, what should I do?"

"Rongsword!"

The old man said directly.

Chu Yan nodded, took out the Sword of Faith, and merged a drop of his heart's blood with the Sword of Faith.

Buzz!

The Sword of Faith seemed to feel something and let out a cry of joy.

Soon, the blood of his heart melted into the sword, and the Sword of Faith began to react. A little doll actually appeared on the sword.

"This is the kind of sword." The old man said: "Keep this sword in your heart, and from now on, it will accompany you wherever you go, high in the mountains and wide in the sea."

Chu Yan nodded and followed the instructions, absorbing the sword seeds bit by bit.

Feel it!

The moment the sword was implanted in his body, he clearly felt the world of swords for the first time.

"Owner!"

The next second, a voice suddenly sounded in Chu Yan's ears.

Chu Yan couldn't help but be stunned, and asked tentatively: "Are you... the sword of faith?"

"Yes." The voice in my ear was very clear, with a bit of joy: "Master, I can feel your heartbeat! This is the first time I have been so close to the master."

Chu Yan took a deep breath.

His sword spoke!

"Belief……"

"Master, just call me Xiaojian from now on! Master, I have always felt you, but you have to shoulder everything by yourself, and I really want to share the burden for you." Sword of Faith said.

Chu Yan burst into laughter, nodded and said: "We will work hard together from now on."

"It's Master." Xiao Jian said: "Master, hide me in your heart, and I will practice hard."

Chu Yan did as he was told and put the sword of faith into his heart.

Buzz!

In an instant, a sword floated out of his heart.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, an aura erupted.

Chu Yan glanced at the sword in his heart and showed a look of surprise.

Because he clearly felt that the sword in his heart actually had... a realm?

right!

It’s the realm.

"Is this... the solipsistic state? The solipsistic level?"

Chu Yan discovered that the sword of faith was floating there by itself, which revealed his solipsistic state.

You must know that most of any magical weapons, even those outside the era, are dependent on the user.

A magical weapon is only a magical weapon in the hands of a strong person.

The weapon itself has no realm.

But the current Sword of Faith is different.

The Sword of Faith has its own realm.

Xiao Jian said: "Master, I can practice now, but my level is a little low, but I will try my best to catch up with Master."

Chu Yan took a deep breath.

At this moment, he finally understood what the old man meant by feeding back.

Because he discovered that after starting to practice the Sword of Faith, some spiritual power would flow into his body.

This means that even if Chu Yan does not practice, his aura will improve little by little.

Chu Yan took a deep breath and suddenly asked: "Xiaojian, do you need resources for practice? Or source stones or something like that. I have a lot."

Xiaojian shook his head: "No, Master! Although I can practice, the resources I need are different from those of human practice. I can mostly choose from the world. In addition, I can absorb some power of faith, and also... devour other weapons."

Chu Yan was stunned: "Devour other weapons?"

Xiaojian nodded: "Yes, I am a weapon, so for me, other weapons are resources... That Liantian Sword smells so good."

Bang!

The next second, the Liantian Sword flew up and drew the Sword of Faith.

"Ah, it hurts!" Xiaojian said aggrievedly: "I'm just talking... I can't eat you, why are you so fierce."

After speaking, Xiaojian glanced at the Nine Heavens Mysterious Tower in Chu Yan's body again, and whispered: "This is actually quite fragrant."

Bang!

The next second...

Xiaojian flew out again.

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Tower flew back to the top of the blood pool and sat down.

Chu Yan's eyelids jumped when he saw this, and he was a little helpless.

This sword of his own... is a bit naughty.

After a while, the little sword flew back and said to Chu Yan in a wronged tone: "What are you doing? You just want to bully me! Wait until I am strong enough."

Chu Yan laughed, but he was happy in his heart.

The method of raising a sword!

He had another trump card.

He turned to look at the old man, and after hesitating for a long time, he bowed deeply: "Thank you for your guidance."

The old man stroked his beard and chuckled: "It's a small matter, this is the opportunity reserved for you."

Chu Yan didn't ask more questions, and the old man reminded him: "You are just beginning to raise a sword, this can be your dojo, I will protect you, feel your sword well, and cultivate the tacit understanding between you."

Chu Yan nodded, he really needed to practice well now.