Chapter 1401 Steal the Limelight!

"How did he see that?"

"Impossible, I don't even know if Yan Liren is in or out of the sword, what's more, according to Yan Liren's statement, it just stimulates a 'sword intent'. Could it be that he can perceive the sword body through the sword intent?" Material?"

"Is there any mistake, isn't it amazing?"

The minds of the surrounding monks had been crushed countless times by the Yanli people just now, and now they just took a breath, and they were severely crushed by Li Yao's extremely exaggerated words, and they were shocked. Almost out of shape!

Yan Liren took back the foot he just stepped out, turned around with his short and fat body, looked at Li Yao squarely again, and said word by word: "How do you know?"

"You just 'killed' me once with the sword intent of this sword."

Li Yao rubbed his neck, "My throat can still recall the wind and frost on your sword glow. If I can't tell what 'killed' me, wouldn't it be too ridiculous?"

"I just didn't expect that the Ziji Sword Sect has magical weapons made of various natural materials and earth treasures, and even ancient secret swords passed down from the prehistoric era, including the three ancient swords you just used to fight against 'Fan Tianyin'. Including the sword, they are all treasures that make monks all over the world want to pierce, but you disdain these divine swords, and you prefer a mediocre short sword that is almost made of ordinary iron!"

"This is my first sword."

Yan Liren pondered for a moment, and seemed to think that Li Yao was a person worth explaining, and slowly said, "I got it when I was nine years old, and I have never been separated from it for a day. Over the years, I don't know how many times I have stroked it, How many times have I swung it, I am not only familiar with its weight, shape, softness and hardness of every part, including the speed and power it can arouse when it cuts into the wind at a slight angle, and even the shield, armor, and spiritual power it stabs. The different textures behind the shield, the flesh and bones, everything, I figured it out to the extreme!"

"As you said, it truly became an extension of my limbs and a part of my life!"

"As for the three Great Desolate Secret Swords, although I have sacrificed and refined them for decades, they were not specially made for me after all, and they were used by ancient gods and demons. There are too many, and it is very difficult to control!"

"It's as if I'm not controlling the three Great Desolation Secret Swords, but after they devoured my spirit, they went to search and attack by themselves!"

"Swinging such a sword is like wielding the Qinglong Yanyue Saber by a three-year-old child. No matter how destructive it is, how can it be called the 'strongest sword'?"

Li Yao was moved!

Yan Liren's words have faintly broken Gu Xiu's myth about the prehistoric treasure, and are slowly developing towards the modern concept of self-cultivation!

That's right, in the prehistoric era, no matter how good the Pangu clan's things were, they were all created specifically for the Pangu clan, not human beings' own stuff. Blindly worshiping them and using them directly may be able to show off their power for a while, but absolutely is a dead end!

There is no superior or inferior magic weapon, only the one that suits you is the strongest magic weapon!

It's a very simple truth, everyone can understand it when you say it, but when a "powerful" ancient treasure is really in front of you, how many cultivators can resist the temptation and not become its slaves? ?

"You have already cultivated to such an extent..." Li Yao murmured.

"I just realized it recently."

Yan Liren smiled and said, "In the past few decades, I have actually been shocked by the power of the three Great Desolation Secret Swords like others. I tried my best to conquer them, sacrifice them, and control them. I almost paid for it. The price of life!"

"In the last few years, I have been fighting swords with Wang Xi every year. Until the last time, he saw that I was becoming more obsessed, impetuous, and frantic every year. He couldn't help but speak out to me This sentence made me suddenly wake up from the abyss, and I realized it!"

"It turns out that the strongest sword is already by my side, so why should I go far away and leave this sharp blade that belongs to me alone, but pick up scrap copper and iron that others don't want?"

Scrap copper and rotten iron...

Li Yao was deeply shocked.

Calling the super weapons used by the Pangu tribe and giant god soldiers in the prehistoric era "scrap copper and rotten iron", I am afraid that only "sword idiots" have such courage!

"My cultivation is actually slightly inferior to that of Qi Zhongdao."

Yan Liren continued, "It's just that I have already discarded these scrap metals from the prehistoric era and found my strongest sword, but Qi Zhongdao is clinging to the so-called 'Fan Tian Yin', Too greedy for the power of this prehistoric ancient treasure, instead being bound by it, unable to display my highest level!"

"Perhaps, without the 'Fan Tian Yin', there might be a stronger 'Tie Sheng Qi Zhong Dao'?"

"It's a pity that he is burdened by false fame, and he is unwilling, afraid, and unable to make such an attempt!"

Li Yao was silent.

He didn't know whether Yan Liren's words made sense.

However, the main body of "Fantianyin" is a gravity generator, which is not actually a weapon. The operation method and spiritual energy supply mode are not suitable for individual soldiers, but this is true!

In order to unleash the exaggerated power of "Fan Tian Yin" with his own power, Qi Zhongdao must have paid a price that others could not imagine.

Is this price worth it?

The conversation between the two made all the cultivators fall into deep thought, especially Qi Zhongdao under the banner of Taixuan Dao. On his thin face like black charcoal, there were patches of green and white. The monk's breathing became extremely rapid!

"I see."

Li Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and said sincerely, "It really is a good sword!"

Yan Liren did not deny it, and stroked the hilt of the sword very gently, "In my hand, it is indeed a good sword."

"It's a pity that this good sword has been 'severely injured'."

Li Yao changed the subject and said suddenly, "Although it is a peerless weapon that you have forged with painstaking efforts and soul sacrifices since you were young, it is still made of low-level materials such as Ziying copper and cold mountain iron. Made, the foundation is not good."

"When you are practicing your sword, your speed and strength are at their peak, and the damage to the sword body is enormous. After a long period of time, the inside of this sword is covered with extremely fine dark lines!"

"What's more terrible is that four inches and two inches below the tip of this sword has been severely injured, and there is a crack the size of a grain of rice on the left side."

"Although it looks like an insignificant small crack, in fact there is already a very serious crack running across the blade. If you are not careful, you will use this crack as the starting point and completely break the tip of the sword!"

"From my perception, you should have thought of a way to repair or even recast this sword, but it was unsuccessful. You just added a few reinforced spirit patterns on the surface to barely maintain it. I'm not wrong, am I?"

For a long time, Yan Liren's big white steamed bun-like face did not have a strong expression, as if the whole world except the "sword" was not worthy of his interest.

Until Li Yao said these words, the face of this peerless sword fairy finally showed a "stunned" expression like an ordinary person!

Even Yuanying Jianxiu and senior swordsmiths of Ziji Sword Sect in the distance stood up from their seats and looked at each other, incredible!

"You, how do you know!"

Yan Liren actually stuttered!

Li Yao smiled and said lightly, "I also know the reason why you are unwilling to reforge this sword."

"Because you have been with this sword day and night all your life, you know its outline, weight, center of gravity and feel well, and all your sword moves, mental methods, formulas, and magical powers are centered around the current shape and shape of this sword. Those who use weight to practice have reached the most perfect state!"

"Once this sword is recast, using more precious natural materials and earth treasures to fill the gaps, repair the cracks, and strengthen the sword body, it is inevitable that there will be extremely slight differences in the length, thickness, and weight of the sword."

"For a 'swordsman' like you, even if the recast sword is only half a hair longer than before, or a little heavier by an ox hair, or even if the center of gravity is moved up or down by half, It is absolutely, absolutely unbearable, because in that case, it will break the 'perfection' that you have worked so hard to cultivate all your life!"

"Oh, I was wrong."

"This sword of yours is not only made of ordinary materials, but also the casting technique is rough. The weight on both sides of the sword spine is evenly distributed, and the left side is slightly heavier!"

"It's not a perfect sword."

"But you spent your whole life getting used to this imperfection, and adjusted your body to the same imperfect shape, so that you can match the sword!"

"If you carry out recasting to 'correct' this left-right imbalance, it will be counterproductive. Instead, it will cause a 'flaw' in the seamless relationship between it and you!"

"This is why you are unwilling to repair and recast the sword, knowing that it has many internal injuries, right?"

The situation is completely reversed!

It was Yanli who had been suppressing Li Yao just now, guiding the rhythm of the conversation between the two. No matter how Li Yao struggled, he was like a fish in a pot!

But now, when it comes to the flaws of this sword, the two of them turned the world upside down. Li Yao counterattacked desperately, and Yan Liren completely fell into his control!

Of course, for the onlookers who didn't know the truth, the conversation between the two was like telling a story—they didn't even pull out their swords, but just felt the "sword intent" with their necks, and they felt so many ways ?

Who would believe it!

Moreover, isn't this Master Vulture a Wuman monk? Aren't Wuman monks the best at playing with snakes and raising ghosts, playing with miasma and poisonous fog? Where did he learn so much about flying swords?

Yan Liren didn't deny it, he took a step forward and said excitedly, "That's right, so what!"

"No way."

Li Yao said calmly, "If I say, I can help you recast this sword, strengthen it with the strongest and most refined materials in the world, but make its length, weight, outline, center of gravity and even the initial casting The unique feel brought by those flaws at the time has been perfectly preserved, and it is absolutely the same as before the recasting, friend Daoist Yan, believe it or not?"