Borrowing a sword

Chapter 300 Who shielded him from the secrets of heaven!

"The Spirit Sword Lord!"

Situ Cheng pondered these four words, and endless astonishment gradually appeared on his face.

His first reaction was actually displeasure.

"Why should our natal sword serve its master?" he exclaimed.

This attitude is understandable.

A swordsman's natal sword is his lifeblood.

Since the blood oath was performed, the sword cultivator has been nurturing his sword day and night.

Behind every powerful spirit sword lies the painstaking effort poured into it by the sword cultivator.

What does "result" mean now?
It's like your wife's half butt suddenly belonging to someone else?
Oh, you are the Lord of the Spirit Swords, so have you asked for the opinions of us, the masters of the Spirit Swords?

Don't let the situation turn out that you not only become the master of all the spiritual swords of heaven and earth, but also the common enemy of all sword cultivators!
The middle-aged scholar looked at his junior brother, whose brows were furrowed, and said with a smile, "It's not what you think."

His gaze drifted leisurely toward the direction where Chu Huaixu lived.

"He may have embarked on an unknown path of swordsmanship."

Inside the monastery, on the back hill.

As an eighth-level expert, the old imperial advisor Ming Xuanji was naturally able to sense the sudden anomaly.

He frowned slightly.

"What's going on? What happened to the Taoist disciples?"

"How can it attract so many spirit swords and create such a spectacle?"

Moreover, when he probed in that direction with his divine sense, he could not find Chu Huaixu's location.

"Did Jiang Zhi cast a restriction?" Ming Xuanji could easily guess this.

Therefore, all of this must have been caused by Chu Huaixu.

He instinctively raised his hand, preparing to perform divination.

Then, it stopped again.

the reason is simple.

After his failed attempt to attack Chu Huaixu from thousands of miles away, he was already nearing the end of his life.

Ming Xuanji is now like a penniless man whose savings are almost depleted.

Even when spending money, one must be careful with budgeting, striving to make every penny count.

Moreover, Cheng Yuyan had just left.

This guy, who loved watching the drama unfold, actually repeated exactly what Chu Huaixu had said.

—Perhaps one day, I will be able to kill him on the way to my death.

After saying this, Cheng Yuyan gently waved his folding fan and said to Ming Xuanji, "Elder Ming, I always felt that when he said these words, he wasn't just making grand pronouncements behind my back. He knew I would pass them on to you."

"Or rather, what he wants is for me to relay this to you."

Do you think it's possible?

"What he wants is for you to unconsciously think of this phrase every time you consult the oracle about him."

"But you just can't help it, you have to count him."

Cheng Yuyan narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked into the empty eyes in front of her.

The blind national advisor listened to his words without saying a word, remaining silent as if he hadn't taken them to heart.

Cheng Xiucai, who was skilled at manipulating people's hearts, seemed to feel a little regretful about this.

Boring, boring.

He sighed, then took his leave.

At this moment, Ming Xuanji sat at the table, caught in a dilemma.

Chu Huaixu's breakthrough tonight within the monastery caused far less of a commotion than it had within the Dao Ancestor's secret realm.

Furthermore, it was limited to sword cultivators within the four major sects.

None of the disturbances affected the Moon People inside the monastery.

However, with Ming Xuanji's cultivation level, he was able to sense the sword spirit's abnormality.

"How could someone else's natal sword submit to him?"

Will all of this have an impact on the future and the overall situation?
In the mind of this old national advisor, this was no small matter.

The cause and effect involved here could be enormous!
He sighed softly and began to perform divination.

The old man's face gradually lost its color, and his once energetic face instantly turned ashen. His posture became even more hunched, and his full head of white hair began to grow increasingly frizzy and dry.

Ming Xuanji kept divining and began muttering incantations.

However, as time went by, his expression became increasingly solemn, and eventually even looked somewhat ferocious!
"puff--!"

The next moment, a mouthful of black blood spurted from his mouth, dripping onto the table and rising in wisps of black smoke.

Ming Xuanji, who had suffered a severe injury, began to tremble slightly in his two withered hands.

His voice was hoarse, filled with endless resentment.

"Shield the secrets of heaven!"

"Someone has shielded us from the secrets of this matter!"

"Who! Who is it?!"

This old imperial advisor considered himself the most skilled diviner of his time.

He considers himself the only person in the world who can glimpse the secrets of heaven.

But just now, when he tried to divine Chu Huaixu's swordsmanship, he gained nothing and even suffered a strong backlash!

If the last time he suffered a backlash was because he used Huo Dingyi's birth date and time to cast a spell, causing an error at the root.

This time, it was as if an invisible hand had pressed him back down!
This is not something you should be calculating!

Ming Xuanji was half-lying on the table, his white hair cascading down and obscuring his face.

Black blood dripped continuously from his mouth.

A conflicted expression began to appear on the old man's face.

There was a hint of ferocity, but also a trace of dejection.

Suddenly, a sentence rang in his ears.

That was the sentence Cheng Yuyan repeated to him, the sentence Chu Huaixu had said.

"Did he die halfway through his journey?" Ming Xuanji muttered to himself, his hair disheveled.

Inside the room, Chu Huaixu sat on a futon and slowly opened his eyes.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

"Sword Heart, Minor Success!"

He was extremely satisfied with this.

Without the Dao Ancestor's help this time, he was not able to draw tens of thousands of spirit swords at once during his breakthrough.

He could actually vaguely sense all the swords here!
However, due to limitations in his own cultivation and divine sense, he was unable to extend his demonic claws towards them.

This ruthless swordsman could only seize these "grass near his nest".

The spirit sword was too far away for him to reach.

"It's a pity that Xiao Xu is so close to me, and his sword box is right there, but I can't connect with the bronze sword."

It seems that its status is still too high.

Besides, without the help of the Dao Ancestor this time, Chu Huaixu did not sense Jiang Zhi's sword.

The sword, which possessed an aura of world-destroying power, did not appear within his perception range.

Recently, he realized that he seemed to have underestimated the power of the sword that Jiang Zhi had cultivated.

"It seems everyone is wary of this sword strike," he thought.

This situation is like everyone knowing that Jiang Zhi can only wield one sword.

But no one felt they were qualified to take that sword!
"My grandmaster is like he has nuclear weapons built into him," Chu Huaixu thought to himself.

Besides Jiang Zhi's sword, which he hadn't sensed, there was another person's sword that had also slipped out of Chu Huaixu's perception.

—Sword Master!
But Chu Huaixu also gained other unexpected benefits from this breakthrough.

He sensed a very special sword.

It was so far away from him that he could only sense its existence, but could not draw it in or make contact with it.

The reason this sword felt so special to him was that the moment he sensed it, he immediately sensed a large array!
An array so large it's unimaginable!
This formation covers the entire city!

"That's the capital's protective formation." Chu Huaixu immediately realized this.

"So, the core of the Imperial Capital's grand formation is actually a sword?"

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