Chapter 30 Hiding More than One Sword (Part 1)

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"That's my home." Zang Xiaojian pointed at the ancient city road, and at the same time led Lu Qingshan quickly towards the ancient city.

Lu Qingshan calmed down his agitated mood slightly and kept up with Zang Xiaojian.

——Until now, he discovered that Zang Xiaojian's cultivation level had actually leapt from the foundation building stage to the tribulation stage when they were separated, and was on par with him.

As for the specific calamity realm, it is impossible to accurately perceive it.

How can this be?

The reason why his cultivation level improved so quickly was because of "Dark Blue". What about the hidden sword?

What did Zang Xiaojian rely on for such a huge improvement in cultivation?

The moment the question arose, Lu Qingshan had an answer in his mind.

Are the Tibetan mysteries... actually related to improving one's cultivation?

In twenty years, from foundation building to overcoming the tribulation, six major realms have been crossed. Even though there must be restrictions and huge costs that he has not yet learned about, this miracle still seems too powerful?

The hidden sword fell in front of the ancient city wall.

This ancient city is not particularly grand, but it is antique and full of ancient charm. It obviously has a very long history and has a sense of weight.

On the city gate tower, there are three skinny but sharp characters: Jingjian City.

It's as if it was carved with a sword.

"Is this the ancestral city of your Tibetan people?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"Tibetan?" Zang Xiaojian was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was saying. He thought about it seriously and replied, "That's okay."

"As expected of one of the seven immortal clans." Lu Qingshan sighed in his heart.

Such an ancient city that sits high in the ninth heaven, overlooking all living beings, even though it is not big, has a posture and aura that other cities cannot match.

Through this corner, you can feel the glory and power of Tibet.

Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian followed Zang Xiaojian into the city from the city gate.

Unexpectedly, the internal structure of Jingjian City has a unique flavor.

The streets in the city are very broad, paved with extremely primitive basalt stones. The buildings on both sides of the streets are not densely packed, and are even somewhat scattered. They are widely spaced apart, giving a feeling that the water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river.

The most peculiar thing is the style of the buildings in the city, which are all made of obsidian. At the top of the building, there is a "needle"-like magic weapon made of black iron.

Under the influence of this magic weapon, the thunder on the mountaintop was pulled down, and there were subtle but continuous electric snakes hovering above it, wandering non-stop.

"The lightning guide," Zang Xiaojian saw the surprise in Lu Qingshan's eyes, and introduced it to Lu Qingshan with a smile: "It is a magical weapon that almost everyone in Jingjian City has."

"It can guide the thunder that gathers on the top of the mountain, and then pull it down and into the smelting room below. We use the power of these thunders to refine weapons," Zang Xiaojian clapped his hands and said to Lu Qingshan, "That's right. , I forgot to tell you that 99% of the monks in our Jingjian City are weapon refiners."

Jingjian City is actually a city of weapon refining?

This was something Lu Qingshan didn't expect at all.

"Well, it would be more appropriate to call him a sword refiner," Zang Xiaojian thought for a moment and then added, "Because most of the weapon refiners in the city are good at sword refining."

"Why is this?" Lu Qingshan was puzzled.

In the sky, there are similar weapon-refining sects and cities, but there is absolutely no situation like Jingjian City where most of the weapon-refining masters specialize in swords.

After all, there are too many types of magical weapons.

"Because my ancestors liked swords and designated swords as island weapons, everyone started refining swords." Zang Xiaojian said matter-of-factly.

"Your family...has a high status on Lingye Island?" Lu Qingshan asked tentatively. Even at this moment, he still did not think about any possibility. He just suspected that Zang Xiaojian and his family were Tibetan. A prominent lineage in China.

But Zang Xiaojian didn't think so much, and said carelessly: "The entire Lingye Island belongs to my family."

"What?" Lu Qingshan's jaw almost dropped in shock.

He originally thought that the pastures and medicine gardens belonging to the Cang Xiaojian family he had seen before were exaggerated, but he did not expect that this was just a corner of the land. The real territory of the Cang Xiaojian family was actually the entire Lingye Island?

Lu Qingshan finally came to his senses. He hesitated and asked, "How many people are there in your family?"

Zang Xiaojian opened his hands and counted, "My father, my mother, and me, there are three of us in total."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Even Lu Qingshan, who had seen many big scenes, was still in a state of shock at this moment.

Who would have thought that the Tibetan tribe, one of the seven immortal tribes and the most mysterious, has only three people in total?

It can't even be called a clan at all.

"Who are the other people on the island?" Lu Qingshan looked around. There were many monks in Jingjian City alone, at least over ten thousand. Plus what he saw along the way, there was no doubt that Lingye Island was extremely prosperous.

"Most of them are my family's servants, and some are my family's vassal families."

"...."

Lu Qingshan looked Zang Xiaojian up and down several times until Zang Xiaojian became a little embarrassed and said, "What's wrong?"

"I just didn't expect your family to be so "rich"." Lu Qingshan said.

He hid the small sword but didn't think much about it.

Many things no longer feel precious once you get used to them.

Very much like love.

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As the host, Zang Xiaojian was very conscious of being a tour guide and took Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian to visit the "scenic spots" in Jingjian City.

The attractions in front are lackluster.

For example, one of the "attractions" called the Tongtian Monument is said to have been visited by the Tibetan ancestors and felt that the location was perfect, so they erected a stone monument here. Later, the monks on the island built a memorial monument centered on this monument. Sword City.

Later generations named this stone tablet the Tongtian tablet to commemorate the collector's ancestors.

The story sounds quite mysterious, but if you throw away these stories, this Babel Monument is actually just a broken stone monument...

However, the last "attraction" is quite interesting.

It's called...Sword Pavilion.

An attic displaying many replicas of famous swords.

"These are all replicas of famous swords that have been refined by the sword masters on Lingye Island.

For the sword masters on the island, being able to refine a magic sword that is included in the sword pavilion is their highest honor and pursuit. "After bringing Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian into the pavilion, Zang Xiaojian introduced them.

Lu Qingshan didn't know how he ranked the replicas of Jiange's famous swords.

But as a swordsman, Lu Qingshan has a natural preference for famous swords. Even if they are just imitations, Lu Qingshan is very interested in them.

The sword pavilion is set up with great care, and every imitation of a famous sword is placed on a sword stand with its own characteristics.

After the sword is placed, there will be a scroll introducing the refiner, the name of the sword and its magical features.

Linglong, a pseudo-Taoist weapon, was made by the swordsman Su Xiu. It is made of Linglong jade found in the crystal jade veins of Tingshan Mountain... There are eight sides in total, exquisite and clear...

Chufeng, a pseudo-Taoist weapon, was made by the swordsman Lu Dantian. The main material is 8,000-year-old sycamore wood... When the sword is completed, there is the sound of the phoenix...

The Dragon-Subduing Wood, a pseudo-Taoist weapon, was created by the swordsman Cui Mei...

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It can be seen that the famous swords that can be mounted on the sword pavilion are of fake Taoist quality.

Lu Qingshan took a quick look around, and after a rough count, there were seventy-three replicas of famous swords displayed in the sword pavilion.

What does this mean?

This means that there are a total of seventy-three false Taoist weapons on Lingye Island!

What a terrifying number.

Even for the Sword Sect, which is the number one sword cultivating sect in the human race, the number of pseudo-dao swords in the sect has never reached this number.

This is not the ancestral land of the Tibetan people. It should clearly be called the Holy Land of Sword Cultivation!

Lu Qingshan sighed in his heart.

"Can there be so many sword cultivators on the island that can digest these famous swords?" After seeing these imitations, they left the sword pavilion. Lu Qingshan couldn't help but ask again on the way.

A good horse has a good saddle, and a famous sword is also psychic.

These famous swords are so magical that they will not easily recognize their owners.

But if no one uses them, what's the point of the birth of these famous swords?

Swords are for killing, not for collecting.

"There are no sword cultivators on Lingye Island," Zang Xiaojian said, "but none of these famous swords are covered in dust."

"You're not a sword cultivator?" Lu Qingshan asked in surprise, not expecting Zang Xiaojian to say this.

"Although I know most of the sword cultivators, I am indeed not a sword cultivator." Zang Xiaojian did not deceive Lu Qingshan on this point.

Lu Qingshan wanted to ask something else, but an ancient building that was completely different from other obsidian buildings came into view.

A man and woman who looked like a couple were standing at the gate looking at them.

The two of them were dressed plainly and smiling, but Lu Qingshan vaguely felt that the man's smile was a bit stiff.

"Father, mother!" Zang Xiaojian pointed at the couple, pointed at Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian and greeted excitedly: "This is my friend."

The young woman glanced at Qin Yitian, her eyes flashed, and then she turned her eyes to Lu Qingshan and smiled softly: "What do you call her?"

"Lu Qingshan."