Chapter 225: Enlighten Swords Again

Chapter 225
Wujizi couldn't even say the words of refusal. These people have already discussed with you a word and I have to go to the back mountain to enjoy the scenery, and enjoy an egg! It's scorched everywhere, how can there be any scenery to appreciate!
Had it not been a good day for him to accept apprentices, he would have blasted these people out!
A group of people walked back to the mountain, not forgetting a few words of mockery.
"Hey, I want to say that your Azure Cloud Sword Sect was so famous ten thousand years ago, how come it was so dilapidated?"
"Then how can you blame them, the inheritance of Jianxianshan is broken, and the inheritance of this sect is broken, how can it not decline!"
The heads of these small sects are sarcasm.
"I've heard that before, the Sword Fairy Mountain was a gathering of ten thousand swords. After the death of countless spiritual cultivators under the world, the masterless spirit swords will fly to the Sword Fairy Mountain. Sword Fairy Mountain is also known as the Sword Tomb. During the heyday of Sword Sect, I don’t know how many spiritual cultivation came from the sword tomb. After the inheritance was cut off, no spiritual sword flew, and this sword fairy mountain slowly turned into a normal mountain peak. What a pity! "
Wu Jizi coldly snorted: "It's a pity that you don't need to come here. The headmaster has accepted a good apprentice and will restore Jianxianshan to its former prosperity in the future. You have to live longer, otherwise it would be a pity that you can't see this scene!"
"Wuji, old man, what do you mean, curse our lives short, right?"
"This boss didn't say such things!"
"Yes, you accept the apprentice today. The old man doesn't care about you. After seeing this bare Sword Fairy Mountain, the old man will have to see what kind of apprentice you have taken to restore the Sword Fairy Mountain to its peak? Dream less! "
"The apprentice of this master is a genius of evildoers, wait for envy and hate!"
Wu Jizi said with a smug expression.
Although Jianxianshan was burned by the good disciple sun playing with fire, he still has a wicked disciple who can show off. He believes that one day in the future, the sect will definitely be restored to its prosperity in the hands of his disciples. At that time, hum, these little masters. Not even worthy to lift him shoes!
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"Mother, this baby knows it was wrong, can we not go in?"
Xiao Xuanxi pulled the hem of her mother's skirt, her pink face was a little resisted.
The grandfather head said that many people would come to play today, but his mother took him halfway, and suddenly walked back, and returned to the back mountain that was burned out by him. Now he is going to take him into a dark cave. so scared.
"You dare to set a fire in the back mountain, why don't you even dare to enter the cave? What about a good man?"
Mu Wushuang is a bit funny, the little guy is not afraid of the sky, but the darkest.
"Grandpa head said I am a little man."
Xiao Xuanxi said. It means that he is not yet a man, so not entering the cave is not because he is not brave.
"Then you wait for me here, mother will come out in a while."
"No!" Xiao Xuanxi didn't want to be separated from his mother. After thinking about it, he decided to accompany his mother in. The mother is a charming woman. As a little man, he wants to protect his mother.
"Mother, I'll accompany you in. If you are scared, you can tell Xixi."
Mu Wushuang couldn't help but laugh, and he didn't know why he had so many peculiar thoughts for such a small person.
"Well, if I am scared, I will hold Xixi tightly."
She smiled and hugged Xiao Xuanxi and walked into the cave.
At first glance, this cave has not been entered for many years, and the outside is covered with thick vines. It was burned by Xiao Xuanxi's fire, and this cave revealed its true face.
The cave was full of spider silk, and she used it to pop out the Nether Red Lotus, and the inside of the cave instantly became clean.
"Take it."
She pulled out a luminous pill from the storage ring and gave Xiao Xuanxi a light.
This storage ring was worn by her before. There were many spirit stones and some treasures in it, and this luminous pill was one of them.
With Yeguang Dan, the inside of the cave was illuminated like the day, and Mu Wushuang saw a lot of broken copper and iron on both sides of the cave at a glance. Upon closer inspection, they were all sword weapons.
With a light touch, these swords shattered and turned into a pile of dust.
The more you go inside, the more swords you get. When you reach the deepest point, you can say that they are all swords. These swords are stronger than the outside ones, but they are all incomplete. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are scrap copper and rotten iron.
"Mother, there are so many swords here."
Xiao Xuanxi was stunned.
Mu Wushuang frowned slightly, she actually felt a touch of sadness deep in her heart, as if she was feeling sad for the old age of these swords broken. She felt a sense of empathy. She was sure that this was not her true feeling in her heart, but she couldn't figure it out. , Where does this sentiment come from.
"Om!"
Suddenly, she heard a shallow sound of swords, as if coming from her wrist.
She raised her hand, an emerald green bracelet was shaking, and the little jade sword on it jingled.
Little Zhu Xiaoque said that this bracelet was given to her by her emperor's uncle, and she had not used it after she recovered her consciousness.
With a thought to her, a green sword fell from the sky with a roar, and fell straight into her hands.
But this sword was surrounded by a faint red evil spirit, with a bloodthirsty trembling, unexpectedly, she was not disgusted at all, but liked this bloodthirsty sword very much.
"Wow! What a beautiful sword!" Xiao Xuanxi was not afraid at all, as if he couldn't feel the evil spirit of the sword.
As soon as the sword was taken out, the broken sword in the hole moved slightly, and then he returned to calm.
"Master, you have been conscious of kendo. Your sword can cause thousands of swords to scream." Xiaoque said in the space.
Xiao Zhu said: "Master, this is a deserted sword tomb. There must be a peerless sword here. If you wake it up, the sword tomb will be restored to its former glory!"
Mu Wushuang was familiar with the history of Qingyun Jianzong. Of course, he knew that Qingyun Jianzong had a famous sword mound on the back mountain where she lived. The back mountain was also called Jianxianshan. Ten thousand years ago, Qingyun Jianzong was because of the existence of the sword mound. The glory also declined because of the end of the sword grave.
"But the master said that after the sword immortal ascended, the sword tomb's suppression sword was missing, and the inheritance was also broken, Xiao Zhu, you mean, that suppression sword is still here?" She asked in surprise.
"When you took out the sword, the sword in the cave responded, indicating that the sword in the sword mound is still there, and it may be too long to wake up."
"Then how do I wake it up?"
She no longer remembers that she had awakened to kendo. Although she felt that the sword in her hand was very kind, she hadn't used it yet. As the closed disciple of the sword sect, she has never used the sword once.
Moreover, she has a general understanding of swords, and it is extremely difficult to realize the kendo. Even the master Wujizi did not realize her own kendo.
Even on the entire Cangming Continent, there were only two slaps in the hands of people who realized their own swordsmanship.
Xiao Zhu said: "You need to re-awaken your kendo, master, you can, you have awakened once, the second time is easier!"
Mu Wushuang looked at Xiao Xuanxi and put him on the ground: "You stand here and don't move, mother needs to think about it."
Xiao Xuanxi nodded obediently, and after a while, a big white rabbit came in from the outside, and Xiao Xuanxi sat on the rabbit's soft back, not to mention more comfortable.
When Mu Wushuang saw this:...
It was speechless.
She closed her eyes for a moment, threw away the distracting thoughts, holding the emerald long sword in her hand, instantly entering concentration.