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Chapter 359 Zixiao Sword Moon

"Semi-finished product?" There were countless thoughts in Feng Wuxu's mind. He stared at the sword pill with confusion. After being stunned for a long time, he asked: "But even if the sword pill is only a semi-finished product, it shouldn't be so quiet, right?"

Huo Wubing asked: "Shaoxia Lin said that this is an unfinished sword pill. May I ask if you can complete the condensation of this sword pill with your secret technique?"

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Sighing slowly, Lin Su shook his head, "There is not only one secret technique that can condense sword pills. There are different ways to achieve the same goal. It stands to reason that the seniors of Jiange can refine the semi-finished product, and the juniors can also condense the next steps. However, to condense the sword

The senior of the sword pill is so powerful that he used his secret technique to calcine the sword pill. Even though I tried my best, I couldn’t condense even half of it, which disappoints you all.”

When Lin Su said this, Feng Wuxu and others felt that this was the case. The first founder of the Jiange Pavilion was such a heroic figure. He was the first master of the Jiange Pavilion. He was the first person to reach the realm of swordsmanship. Throughout the world, not to mention Lin Su, he was a master on the Supreme List.

, and it’s hard to compare with it.

The first patriarch’s skills were praised by Shaolin Bodhidharma as the best in the world, so it’s not surprising that Lin Su couldn’t train.

But Lin Su hissed and said: "Just now Master Feng Pavilion asked why the sword intention was not felt in the sword pill. This junior is also very curious about this question. The sword that can be condensed into a sword pill by the first generation founder of the sword pavilion will definitely not

It is crudely made, but this junior did not find any sword soul breath in the sword pill, and the sword soul of this sword has disappeared."

"What?" Feng Wuxu was shocked, "You mean someone stole the sword soul in the sword pill?"

The elders are also frightened. Who dares to come to Jiange Ancestral Hall to steal the sword soul of Jianwan?

Lin Su was speechless and shook his head, "Maybe that's not the case. It should be said that the sword soul of this sword has chosen its master."

Feng Wuxu was stunned, "The sword pills have been placed in the ancestral hall for many years. If there is nothing else, the disciples of Jiange cannot enter the ancestral hall at will. This is the iron law of Jiange. There are guardians outside the ancestral hall, and it is impossible for disciples to sneak into the ancestral hall. Lin Shaoxia

Did you see it wrong?"

Lin Su smiled and said: "Although no one can sneak into the ancestral hall of Jiange, but the sword soul can go out. If the sword soul goes out to choose its master, does it make sense?"

"The more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes." Qin Wuyou frowned, puzzled, "Shaoxia Lin, the sword soul is born in the sword, and the sword is both the body of the sword soul and the seal that imprisons the sword soul. Generally speaking,

The soul of the sword cannot leave the sword."

"Elder Qin is right." Lin Su nodded, "Generally speaking, the soul of a sword cannot easily leave the sword. Even if it is the Ziyun Sword, the token of the Master of the Quanzhen Sect, I have never heard that the soul of the sword can leave the sword. But,

This phenomenon happened in Jiange, and I have seen the person who chooses the master of the sword soul."

Feng Wuxu and the others' eyes widened, "Who is it?"

Lin Su said: "The little girl who came out with the junior."

"Her?" Everyone felt incredible.

"That little girl's skills are mediocre. Any one of the disciples from Hidden Sword Peak can easily defeat her. However, any sword that gets into her hand, no matter what kind of sword it is, will break. Without exception, the junior's sword will be broken."

Pills can't carry the mysterious power in her body." Lin Su recalled the scene in the Hidden Sword Peak where the little girl held a sword and the sword soul died. He related the similarities between the two things and said: "If my guess is right, she is attached to her body.

The mysterious power within the body is the sword soul of this sword."

Feng Wuxu remained silent and asked: "Is there any way to verify what you said?"

Lin Su said: "The sword soul and the sword are inevitably connected. As long as the sword pill changes when the little girl holds it, it will prove that what I said is not empty talk."

"Okay!" Feng Wuxu told Qin Wuye to bring the little girl to the ancestral hall. After a while, the people came back and greeted the elders one by one. Then he said to Feng Wuxu: "Dad, please ask the second elder to find me.

What? Have you found a sword suitable for your daughter?"

Is she Feng Wuxu’s daughter?

Feng Wuxu coughed and said, "Lan'er, come and touch this bead."

Feng Zilan tilted her head to look at Jianwan. She didn't know what it had to do with the sword. She looked at her father and pressed her little hand against Jianwan. Suddenly, Jianwan shone brightly, frightening her face and turning pale, and she quickly backed away.

The sword pill was suspended in the air, and a deep sword intention surged out from the sword pill. The spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Jiange were trembling violently. Feng Wuxu's eyes condensed and he shouted: "Protect the spiritual tablets of the ancestors."

The six people took action at the same time, using their true energy to stabilize the spiritual tablets and turn them into a sword formation to "righten" the spiritual tablets.

The sword pill slowly lengthened, and under the horrified eyes of everyone, it turned into a long purple sword with "Purple Sky" engraved on the sword body, and it slid into the palm of Feng Zilan's hand.

"Zixiao Sword? It's really Zixiao Sword!" Huo Wubing beamed with joy. Zixiao Sword had been missing for too long and was finally seen again. The wrinkled old man was as happy as a child and shed tears.

"Purple Sky Sword..."

Feng Wuxu pondered for a long time, with mixed emotions in his heart. These past few days have given him too many surprises and joys. First, the Cang Lei Sword was born, then the Han Cicada Sword, the Dusk Crow Sword, and then the Zixiao Sword, half of the famous sword manuals of Jiange.

With all the swords being born, is it true that the sword pavilion will usher in a prosperous age?

The little girl held the Zixiao Sword, her mouth wide open with joy, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "Dad, is this a surprise from you? Lan'er likes it very much, thank you dad."



The Jiange Pavilion has been in full swing these past few days, and it was very enjoyable. After the seventh day, Lin Su said goodbye to Feng Wuxu and others, "Master Feng Pavilion, I have been disturbing you for many days. It's time for this junior to leave."

Feng Wuxu said regretfully: "Young Master Lin is destined to Jiange, why not stay a few more days?"

Lin Su said: "It's been a long time since I came out, and my parents at home have always talked about it. My sister-in-law is safe. It's time to report to my parents. If I have some free time in the future, I might bother Jiange more."

Feng Wuxu laughed and said, "If Young Master Lin is willing to come, Jiange will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you."

Lin Su took out a bottle of elixir and said, "Master Feng Pavilion, please accept this bottle of longevity elixir and pass it on to Mr. Zhang on your behalf. The elixir required for this elixir is rare. Even though Jiange has abundant resources, it is only enough for one elixir."

Don’t take it too seriously, Mr. Wan Wangzhang.”

Feng Wuxu, who was about to refuse, heard the name of the longevity pill and immediately gave up the idea of ​​refusing. As the name suggests, this pill can prolong life for ten years. Zhang Taiquan's time is short. If he can take this pill, he can live ten more years.

, which is really the luck of Jiange.

Feng Wuxu took the porcelain bottle and said: "Gifts from Young Master Lin are always hard to refuse. Cheng, this bottle of elixir will be handed over to my great-uncle in person when he comes out of seclusion. The mountain road in Xuzhou is rugged, Young Master Lin, take care."

"Master Feng Pavilion, please stay!"

Eight horses were galloping from Xuzhou to Liangzhou. Before Fang Jingyan and the others even cried out that they were tired, it was Situ Kongtong who shouted first, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, you guys don't know how to be considerate of the elderly.

This mountain road will shock me to death."

Lin Su slowed down, and Situ Kongtong came over and asked: "Boss Lin, tell me, why are you asking me to go to Liangzhou? Although I have nothing to do with Shaolin, you are wanted by Shaolin for betrayal.

You little fellow from the master's sect, I don't know how many people are waiting to take your head to Shaolin."

Rolling his eyes, Lin Su said: "You don't have to worry about my affairs, just take care of yourself. Your enemies are all over the world, and those who want your life, good and evil, can be arranged from the palace to Liangzhou, but don't

The boat capsized in the gutter."
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