Chapter 1878 Broken Sword

"It's too vast." Jian Wushuang murmured.

Compared with the vast sword way he sensed in front of him, the sword way he developed and comprehended before is just a drop in the ocean.

And the kendo contained in this sword mound is not just one kind, it is available in all kinds.

Jian Wushuang can feel these kendos very clearly now, and with a little guidance, he can comprehend them, thus greatly improving his understanding of kendo.

"let's start."

Jian Wushuang quickly calmed down and began to concentrate on comprehending the vast sword way contained in this sword mound.

Not only him, but Fairy Luo next to him, as well as the two true gods of the Emperor Sword Gate who possessed the inheritance order of the Sword Dao, also fell into comprehension.

As for those strong men who do not have the inheritance order of the Sword Dao, they cannot enter the Sword Tomb at all, and can only sit cross-legged in a random place outside the Sword Tomb, although they can also sense the vast and majestic Sword Dao contained in the Sword Tomb , but compared with Jian Wushuang and others who have the sword inheritance order, they are too far behind.

Its effect is probably not even a tenth of Jian Wushuang's.

But even so, those powerhouses are still unwilling to miss this opportunity.

Everyone seized every minute and every second, and devoted themselves to enlightenment.

Time passed quietly...

In a flash, thirty years have passed.

Every time the Emperor Sword Palace is opened, it takes a full thousand years.

Now only thirty years have passed, just a short period of time, but Jian Wushuang has opened his eyes again.

"This Emperor Sword Palace is worthy of making many sword practitioners crazy. I have only comprehended here for 30 years, but my understanding of the sword has already been greatly improved. After a thousand years, I am afraid It is enough to bring my swordsmanship to a whole new level." Jian Wushuang clasped his hands tightly, his eyes beaming with joy.

Surprises are surprises, but Jian Wushuang still has a trace of doubt in his heart.

Thirty years of comprehension, although the ability displayed by this sword mound is enough to surprise him, but he still feels that this sword mound is not just as simple as it appears on the surface.

It's not just his intuition,

At the same time, it is also the conclusion he came to during the thirty years of enlightenment in this sword mound.

This sword mound has endless kendo and sword intentions. Although these kendo sword intentions are displayed in a nearly perfect way, in Jian Wushuang's view, it is impossible for the Dugu Sword Emperor who founded the Emperor Sword Palace to have only this means.

"What mystery is hidden in this sword mound?" Jian Wushuang frowned, but stood up slowly.

While others were devoting their whole bodies to comprehend the way of the sword and the intent of the sword, he stood up and walked directly out of his training platform.

In Jianzhong, Jian Wushuang walked casually, his eyes constantly looking around.

Just looking at it with the naked eye, there is nothing unusual about this sword mound, and the many swords in the sword mound are all inserted into the ground evenly.

"The sword itself is fine, it should be the sword intent..." Jian Wushuang murmured.

Consciousness merged into the entire sword mound again, and began to feel the countless sword intents.

It's just that this time he didn't comprehend it, but studied it carefully.

This kind of research took several years.

"Hmm..." Jian Wushuang's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes opened suddenly, "These sword intents are a bit weird."

eccentric!

Jian Wushuang did notice something strange.

This weirdness is not the sword intent itself, but the direction in which these sword intents sweep.

One after another sword intents soared to the sky, but Jian Wushuang sensed these sweeping sword intents, which seemed to be tilted in one direction.

Yes, it's tilted.

This kind of inclination seems to be deliberately moving closer, if I use one word to describe it...

"worship!"

"Wan Jian worships!!"

Jian Wushuang stared fiercely, and immediately he sensed the sword intents carefully.

In his induction, each of the tens of thousands of sword intents that soared into the sky had the meaning of worshiping in one direction.

And following the direction of these sword intentions to worship, Jian Wushuang finally came to a small corner at the edge of the sword mound. Here, there is a wide and thick heavy sword, and most importantly, this heavy sword is still broken from it .

A broken sword!

The surface of the broken sword is still stained with rust, it feels like scrap copper and rotten iron.

However, in the induction of Jian Wushuang, the sword intent emanating from tens of thousands of long swords in the entire Jianzhong, faintly worshiped this broken sword.

As for the whole sword mound, only this broken sword never exuded any sword intent from the beginning to the end.

"It seems that this broken sword is the real core of this sword mound." Jian Wushuang pondered.

This broken sword is not in the center of the sword mound, but in the most inconspicuous corner at the very edge. Covered by the power of the soul, the existence of this broken sword cannot be sensed at all.

If it wasn't for Jian Wushuang's coincidence to discover that the many sword intents had the faint meaning of worship, he would have been hard-pressed to discover the existence of this broken sword.

"This broken sword, what mystery will it hold?"

Jian Wushuang was puzzled in his heart, but he remained calm on the bright side, and soon returned to his own cultivation platform, closed his eyes again and began to comprehend.

As for Fairy Luo and the others next to him, they were all engrossed in comprehension, no one paid him any attention at all.

But Jian Wushuang's next enlightenment was completely centered on the broken sword.

Following the guidance of those sword intents, his consciousness was completely frozen on the broken sword.

At this moment, the rusty, ordinary broken sword underwent an earth-shaking change in Jian Wushuang's consciousness induction.

All rust has disappeared.

Originally it looked like a wide and thick epee, but in Jian Wushuang's perception, it has turned into a four-foot long sword with a strong golden light. There are dragon-shaped secret lines on the surface of the sword. Those dragon-shaped secret lines Slowly wriggling, as if there was a real dragon sealed in the long sword.

In addition, the most important thing is that there is a brand new sword intent rising from this golden long sword.

This sword intent is supreme!

Like the emperor's sword, rule the world!

It is also like the ruler of heaven and earth, the sword intent of the world, respect it!

In this sword mound, this sword intent is like a real emperor, while the densely packed tens of thousands of sword intents around are like courtiers, worshiping and submitting one after another.

It is the emperor in the sword!

When Jian Wushuang felt this sword intent, his heart trembled violently, and at the same time, an extra picture appeared in his mind out of thin air.

In the picture, a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon imperial robe and a golden dragon crown is holding this golden long sword in his hand. The emperor's aura swept across, and then he slashed out with a sword.

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