Chapter 170
She could feel that in Luo Wusheng's body, in addition to the previous transformed sword intention, there was actually a new sword intention... and in just an instant, the transformation of this sword intention was completed.
But in the ancient and modern books of Jiange, there has never been a case where a sword cultivator has successfully cultivated two sword intentions.
Even if someone tries this route, they all end in failure.
As for the Sword Ancestor, the Sword Pavilion only knows the great strength of that Patriarch... no, even the specific strength is not known clearly, let alone these specific things.
In other words, at least in some of the inheritances passed down within the sword pavilion, there is no record of the two sword intentions coexisting as one.
But such a change happened so easily before his eyes.
And the breath of this new sword spirit...
I can't see through it, I can't understand it. What kind of thoughts caused the transformation of sword intent?
Ling Shuangxue wanted to confirm more information, but her sword intention couldn't stop trembling during such investigation.
At this moment, the essence of the sword intention that had been suppressed before and was in a slow flowing state suddenly became active and began to flow into the new sword intention crazily.
It felt like in just a blink of an eye, the large amount of sword essence was completely absorbed.
Luo Wusheng's body returned to calm.
Ling Shuangxue subconsciously looked at the small box with the sword pattern, realizing that the sword incense still had about one tenth to burn out.
But the last tenth seemed extremely long to her at this moment.
…………
Luo Wusheng felt that his consciousness was closing.
It was like waking up from a big dream, and some mixed memories flooded into my mind.
The softness that is difficult to describe in words, the fragrance that makes people feel restless... It seemed as if something moist had touched my forehead.
Then a charming figure of a woman appeared in the field of vision, and then...
Um?
A pair of eyes opened suddenly.
Then the sight that caught his eye made him unable to take his eyes away.
"……you're awake?"
The beautiful woman opened her mouth slightly, and a soft and concerned voice reached Luo Wusheng's ears.
It's just that the face that looked like a fairy appeared in a position that made him swallow his saliva.
Luo Wusheng completed the confirmation in an instant.
He was currently lying on his back, with something under his head that made him not want to leave at all.
In front of him, the beautiful fairy with her head slightly lowered had a pair of eyes shining brightly, looking at herself through the clothes held up by a pair of peaks.
This position...knee pillow?
Luo Wusheng felt that his lips were a little dry.
But how could he wake up on the lap of this Jiange Fairy?
In a daze, the vague memory seemed to become a little clearer.
"How do you feel? Is there anything abnormal in your body...?"
A slightly cold hand gently stroked his forehead.
Just when that hand was raised, Luo Wusheng subconsciously moved his eyes in that direction.
Then, he saw a ring that exuded the light of the stars and the moon.
Luo Wusheng almost couldn't control the twitching of the corners of his mouth.
Gan, this is not a dream!
I really gave Xingyue Jade to the girl in front of me!
The chaotic memories in his mind gradually began to become clearer, giving him some thoughts.
Then he gave up thinking.
Sure enough, I still can't do without this process...
Section 1 #Volume 1 # Chapter 254 The Forgotten Sword Intent
To be honest, Luo Wusheng really hadn't decided whether to give Xingyue Jade this time.
Ever since the opening of the Magic Weapon Pavilion, when he was almost exposed by a troublesome Taoist friend from the Tianji Tower, he finally gradually realized the imperfections of his strategy.
Although Xingyue Jade is the only jade that I personally made and monopolized, and it is the easiest jade to be favored by me, with top quality and a large quantity, but after all, I can't stand the unexpected trend...
But when he gave away the Xingyue Jade later, he still didn't think much about this issue.
The reason is not complicated.
The white-haired lolita knew everything and still cared about what she wanted. Miss Qilin was letting herself go a little bit in her dream at that time... Even now she still can't figure out what kind of operation was used to send her out in her dream. The things were transferred directly to the empress.
But this time, when he considered his old routine again, perhaps for the first time facing a girl who most likely had nothing to do with the protagonist, Luo Wusheng finally hesitated for a rare moment.
But he never expected that, just like the coercive force of fate, a trick that was not dead would suddenly attack him.
(Forget it, that’s fine... Anyway, I can’t think of anything more suitable than Xingyue Jade...)
It’s just one more small detail that needs to be paid attention to in the future, not a big problem.
But thinking about it carefully, including the one in front of me, I have given away a total of six Xingyue Jade, and I have made a total of twenty-three in the ancient heaven...
Hey, it seems that I still owe twenty pieces to a certain Tianji Building owner.
It doesn't matter, when it comes to owing something, the one who owes it is the boss... If you don't have the jade, you will lose your life.
You can't let yourself pay with your own flesh, right?
So, after rubbing his slightly swollen head, Luo Wusheng, who was in a comfortable and gentle place, was about to respond to the beautiful fairy in front of him.
Although I was still a little confused after waking up from a dream, I felt refreshed after a rest. There should be no problem...?
"I forgot..."
Luo Wusheng's eyes suddenly became dull.
"I forgot?"
Ling Shuangxue didn't quite understand what the boy on her leg meant, but she put her hand down nervously, carefully sensing the abnormality of the other person's body, with a bit of worry in her tone.
Then she also felt some disharmony.
The sword incense burned out, like ten years of sword enlightenment... Although only one stick of incense had passed in the eyes of the outside world, it was actually ten years in the illusion.
Even for cultivators who often retreated for five or ten years, this was not a short period of time. After waking up, they would show some confusion because of the sense of time dislocation.
Not to mention that Luo Wusheng's bone age was less than twenty years old, these ten years were definitely long enough for him, and even what happened one stick of incense before should take some time to recall and sort out.
But the performance of this young man when he woke up clearly showed that he quickly accepted the situation he was in, and his temperament did not change after ten years.
Indistinctly, Ling Shuangxue had a guess in her heart.
But she saw Luo Wusheng on her legs frowning.
"The memory of ten years of sword enlightenment has been broken... I only remember the scene when I first entered the illusion, and the memory after that was blank, and then..."
It directly jumped to the moment of waking up because the sword enlightenment incense burned out.
Ling Shuangxue frowned at first, and then showed a thoughtful look.
She quickly understood Luo Wusheng's words, because this was basically consistent with the little guess she had just made.
After a little hesitation, she whispered:
"... What about the sword intent? Can you feel its changes?"
Luo Wusheng closed his eyes.
After a while, a sharp sword intent with a little vicissitudes of life, but as if it could cut off all the vicissitudes of life, surged around him.
From time to time, a few clear sword sounds were heard.
This is a sign that the sword intent is close to perfection.
But Luo Wusheng's face became more serious.
"It seems to be successful... but I can't remember how this sword intent transformed. I can only feel that it seems to be related to the previous black broken sword..."
"And besides this, it seems... there is another sword intent?"
"It's a bit strange. I can't feel the specialness of this sword intent, and it seems that I can't use it..."
As he spoke, Luo Wusheng raised one of his hands and looked at the sword intent that was entangled on it and dissipated in an instant, looking a little confused.
Ling Shuangxue gently pulled the hand over as if to comfort it.
"Perhaps... it was the broken sword left by the Sword Emperor that caused something special."
She gently placed Luo Wusheng's hand in her palm: "According to the records of the Sword Pavilion, no one has ever been able to possess two sword intents at the same time like you. If there is anyone who can do this, apart from the ancestors, it can only be the existence in ancient times... Can you feel the abnormality of the second sword intent?"
Luo Wusheng was stunned. While checking his second sword intent, he said:
"It seems that it is more condensed than the sword intent I am using now. It should have been at least fully developed... Although I don't know why it appeared, I can feel that it still belongs to my sword intent. It's just that I can't use it for a while, and it's not harmful."
While speaking, he began to review his memory in his heart.
First of all, the first thing that caused the change was the black broken sword from the Sword Emperor in this secret realm.
This secret realm is a little different from what I thought before entering. It seems that I didn't see any traps that would make people die. Instead, the black broken sword, as a treasure of inheritance, was delivered to the door as if I couldn't wait.
Unfortunately, I had originally thought of sealing that thing and handing it over to Miss Jianxian... Although I really wanted the style of a white-robed swordsman, my talent in swordsmanship is really incomparable to that of the real protagonist who is the descendant of the Sword Ancestor.
Only by handing the Sword Emperor's inheritance to Xiao Yuli can the interests of my own team be maximized, but it somehow fell into my hands...
Well, let's see if there are any remedial measures later.
The problem now is the two sword intentions in my body.
(Is it really the change caused by the black broken sword? No one in later generations can cultivate multiple sword intentions, but the period of the Sword Emperor may not be... Was I affected by the broken sword of the Sword Emperor when I was comprehending the sword?)
And as something left by an ancient boss, it should not be a problem to erase the memory or something.
In this way, I really know nothing about the second sword intention in my body.
Luo Wusheng thought to himself, but saw Ling Shuangxue exhaled lightly.
"In that case, this shouldn't be a bad thing."
Although the essence of the sword intent on the broken sword of the Sword Emperor almost burst Luo Wusheng's previously untransformed sword intent, its original intention was only to provide those things to strengthen the sword intent of the person who got the short sword, and there was no malice.
At most, he didn't expect that the guy who got his inheritance would be a fake sword cultivator who didn't even transform his sword intent.
Luo Wusheng, who also knew this, was a little helpless.
He had to think that he had gained all these benefits just by sleeping.
At least he earned a sword intent that was close to perfection.
But at this time, he saw Ling Shuangxue's right hand gently pinching the star-moon jade ring on the middle finger of his left hand.
It seemed that he was going to take it off.
"Sir, this thing..."
Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 255 I'll be back to Luo Wusheng soon (second update)
Ling Shuangxue's eyes were trembling with some inexplicable emotions, biting her lips gently, as if she was making a decision.
But a hand pressed on her palm that was about to move.
At some point, Luo Wusheng had reluctantly propped himself up from the thigh of this beautiful fairy, and after quickly getting rid of his regretful thoughts, he looked at the beautiful face opposite with a half-smile on his face.
"Although I gave this thing in advance due to an accident, the words I said at that time were from the bottom of my heart."
His eyes were sincere, without any false color, and then he turned and pondered slightly: "Could it be... the fairy is not interested in such things? It's a pity that I don't have anything else to show off, and this thing is the only thing on my body that is most suitable for the fairy..."