Chapter 672: Young Master Blood Moon
"The first suzerain wanted to turn this sword into a Taoist weapon, almost bewitched. First, he kept tempering it with sword intent, and finally he used his own blood essence."
"It's a pity that they all failed, and finally died in depression."
This ending was unexpected by Jiang Chen.
"The sword I forged, how could it be promoted by drinking blood?" Jiang Chen shook his head.
I think that success is also an ancient sword, and failure is also an ancient sword.
If he didn't dig into the horns, maybe that person would have a higher level of cultivation.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jiang Chen's mind.
He raised the ancient sword again, stroked the blade with his hands, his face full of excitement.
"A Dao weapon... maybe I can turn him into a Dao weapon!"
The failure of that year can only be said to have failed to achieve the goal. The ancient sword is a semi-finished product, not a failure.
At that time, Jiang Chen couldn't cultivate, he loved sword cultivation, but he couldn't practice sword.
But five hundred years later, he has become a master of swordsmanship.
You can do things you couldn't do back then!
"Sovereign, I will take Gu Jian to participate in the title battle, in the name of Gu Jianzong."
Jiang Chen made up his mind, not for anything else, just for the sword in his heart.
"You want to participate in the battle of titles? That's not acceptable, that's absolutely impossible."
"You are not from the Middle Three Realms. Participating in the title battle requires someone to cultivate you, and you will be honored for them."
"I, Gu Jianzong, can't bring you any help."
Sect Master Gu Jian has a very good heart, she raised embarrassing things, but she didn't want Jiang Chen to be troubled by it.
"I didn't want to fight for glory for any force." Jiang Chen said.
"You can hide it from them." Gu Jian Sect Master whispered.
"It's not my heart."
After the Three Realms War, Jiang Chen had already decided to rely on himself.
"Oh well……"
The Ancient Sword Sect Master suddenly thought of something, and said solemnly: "The Ancient Sword Sect claimed that the ancient sword was lost in the ruins along with the previous Sect Master. Many people wanted to snatch this sword, so you have to be careful."
"This sword is not only a ninth-level magic weapon, but more importantly, it can become a Taoist weapon!"
"Um."
Seeing that she trusted him so much, Jiang Chen couldn't help but said: "Sect Master Gu Jian, aren't you afraid that today is actually a game, and I tricked you into trusting me to get the Gu Jian?"
"If this is the case, you can open up the ancient sword sect and search every corner."
"And even if the ancient sword is exposed, it won't be a blood moon famine, people from all nine realms and ten states will come."
Sect Master Gu Jian smiled at him after finishing speaking.
Jiang Chen sneered, it was because he underestimated others.
Jiang is still old and hot, and the master of the ancient sword has already ruled out what Jiang Chen said through various scrutiny.
Before the people from Blood Moon Desolation arrived, Jiang Chen searched for an uninhabited land.
"Tianque, as the saying goes, things are different and people are different. It really seems to make sense. There is no change at all."
The ancient sword was taken by the ancient sword sect, and the sword's real name is Tianque.
Human calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. Back then, it lacked sword intent to succeed, so it was called Tianque Sword.
Que means lack.
But the reason why it is not called Tian Que Sword is because the word 'que' also means to leave a space.
It shows that Jiang Chen is not reconciled, and hopes to succeed one day.
When choosing this name, Jiang Chen would never have thought that this opportunity would come five hundred years later.
With a thought, the Tianque Sword spun in the air.
"This will prove me right or wrong!"
Jiang Chen felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, the sword in his left hand pointed at the Tianque Sword.
A string of flames ignited from the fingertips, accompanied by the power of the sword.
Fire Sword Realm!
The difference is that the fire is not ordinary fire, showing a purple color.
It's the Nine Nether Hellfire!
Compared with five hundred years ago, Jiang Chen possessed advanced swordsmanship, but what he lost was the various resources of Lingyun Palace.
The most important thing is the different fire.
There are not many Jiuyou Hellfires in Jiang Chen's body, and they will be gone when they are used up.
Jiang Chen, who originally planned to cultivate the origin from it, changed his mind and wanted to use these fires to temper the Tianque Sword.
Turn his kendo power into sword intent and pour it into the fire.
The Jiuyou Hellfire doesn't just burn with the Tianque sword casually, there is something particular about it.
The Tianque sword stopped spinning, and the tip of the sword was facing upwards.
The body of the sword was reacted by the strange fire, starting from the bottom, slender rays of light criss-crossed and quickly spread across the entire sword.
The strange fire entered the sword body along these rays.
The Tianque sword began to shake, even though it was only in mid-air and did not touch anything.
But the ground under Jiang Chen's feet was also shaking, and so was the whole mountain.
"what happened?"
The people at Tianshan Terrace didn't know why, and thought it was the people from the Blood Moon Desolation who came to attack.
"Is it setting up an formation?" the man in Tsing Yi thought in his heart.
If it is true, this movement is not small.
"Don't panic!"
The Gujian Sect Master also thought that Jiang Chen was completing the formation, and feeling the power, she was confident.
In the room, the Tianque sword did not turn red because of the strange fire, the light it emitted was still the sword itself, the water blue with a little white.
The different fire is not used to change the Tianque sword, but to bring the sword's intent into it.
Afterwards, the sword intent must be integrated into the sword body.
"No wonder the invited swordsmen couldn't do it, because they couldn't grasp the details of the Tianque Sword at all."
When Jiang Chen failed before, he went to a superb swordsman for help.
In the end, they failed without exception, even if Jiang Chen was counting on them.
There are some things that cannot be replaced and must be done by yourself.
The current Jiang Chen can confirm this even more.
The vertical and horizontal lights on Tianquejian's body seemed to be lit up, and they had already reached the middle of the sword body.
The movement that came out became more and more exaggerated.
Suddenly, a ten thousand zhang sword light rose from the tip of the sword, merged into the beam of light, broke through the roof, and reached the sky.
The beam of light drove the raging wind, causing the dark clouds to roll, and the day was like night.
Everyone in Tianshan Terrace felt uneasy.
"This formation is too terrifying." The man in Tsing Yi didn't dare to underestimate the formation.
"But all three Heavenly Venerates must come."
He prayed in his heart, otherwise, he would not be able to live.
At this time, a team of foreign forces came to the small wasteland.
"There are two Lingzun, but none of them came back. It's really disappointing."
The team took a fully armed flying boat, the hull was inlaid with iron skin, and the bow was a bronze statue of a ferocious beast made of black iron.
The people on board included the Blood Moon Desolate man who escaped earlier.
The fleeing people were all kneeling on the ground, trembling, and facing the same direction.
There was a man standing there, none other than Master Blood Moon.
"Your path has already been taken, it has no value, and the trash deserves to die."
That feminine face became even colder after discovering that she had come to the small wasteland.
"Young master, please forgive me."
"We tried our best, but the enemy is too strong."
"Young Master, please give us another chance."
These people didn't expect that they would end up like this when they escaped so hard, and kept kowtowing for mercy.
"If I don't kill you, how can I warn others?" Master Xueyue waved his hand in disapproval.
The invisible blades of wind began to reap, taking their lives.
"The enemy is strong? I want to see how strong it is!" said Young Master Xueyue.