C563 Sword Soul
C563 Sword Soul
The thing that was covered by the black fog was not some strange beast at all.
It was a broken sword!
Beneath the broken sword was a weathered and withered white bone.
Under the constant erosion of the humid environment, the white bone was rotten. Half of the broken sword was covered in rust. Only the hilt still had a black metallic luster.
It was unknown what kind of metal it was made of.
Lin Muyun was shocked. He did not expect there to be a white bone here!
Just as he was about to walk forward to take a look, there was suddenly a buzzing sound in his head. It was as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He was instantly unable to move and lost consciousness.
And an aged voice directly transmitted into his mind.
. . . "It has been six hundred and thirty years. You are the first person to enter my cultivation cave. "
Lin Muyun couldn't move. His body was suppressed by a powerful force. Only the Spiritual Sense was floating in the void of the universe, and he was still conscious.
He was shocked in his heart!
He was already at the early Core Formation stage, but the opponent was able to suppress him in an instant. What kind of powerful force was this!?
He was afraid that his opponent's cultivation base had already reached the Nascent Soul stage. If this person wanted to flatten the entire Shenlong Ridge, it would only take a single thought from him.
Taking his own life was even easier than pinching an ant to death.
Lin Muyun held his breath and immediately used the Spiritual Sense to say, "Junior doesn't know that Senior is cultivating here. I have no intention of offending you. Senior, please forgive me. Junior will leave this place now. "
"I am indeed cultivating in this cold cave, but I have already died six hundred and thirty years ago. It is fate for the heavens that you are able to come here. "
Lin Muyun was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "Senior, you have already passed away?"
"That's right! The only thing left in the cave is a strand of my Spiritual Sense. "
Lin Muyun was extremely shocked in his heart.
Just a strand of incomplete Spiritual Sense was able to control him and communicate with him. What kind of powerful cultivation base was this?!
Most likely, if the other party's body was still alive, then his cultivation would probably have attained the Soul Formation Realm!
At this moment, the aged voice in his mind resounded once more.
"Kid, I've waited for six hundred years. Finally, a disciple who cultivated the Nine Profound Heaven Scripture had arrived. Speaking of which, you're also a junior of my sect. "
Lin Muyun was even more surprised. After being stunned for a long time, he said respectfully," Senior, this junior accidentally learned the Nine Profound Heaven Scripture, but I didn't take you as my master. I'm afraid. . . I'm afraid this junior isn't a descendant of your sect. "
The old voice sighed and said, "My Nine Profound Sect. . . I've always been cultivating in seclusion, even my master. . . There are only two or three disciples. Now, after so many years, I've met someone like you. . . It wasn't easy for a descendant to learn the Nine Profound Heaven Scripture by accident. Even though you only have the root bone of a mortal, Speaking of which, you can be considered an outer sect disciple of my sect. "
Lin Muyun cupped his fists and said, "Junior's talent is dull. It is truly shameful for me to be able to gain the favor of senior. "
"Forget it! The remaining days of my Spiritual Sense are not much. It will disappear very soon. Today, I'll take you as my official disciple and pass on the Nine Profound Sect's supreme treasure to you. "
Lin Muyun's body trembled. He said solemnly: "Thank you, Master!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a surge of energy instantly surge into his body, and a sword art appeared out of nowhere in his mind.
The old voice said, "This Nine Profound Sword skill is the strongest Art in our sect. Your cultivation level is still low, and you can only use 1% of its power right now. You have to cultivate more in the future, and don't let the Nine Black Sect fall into ruin. "
Lin Muyun cupped his fist and said with a serious expression, "Yes!"
"Disciple, when I was alive, in order to avenge my master, I started a massacre. Due to the severity of the massacre, I was trapped by my inner demon. When I ascended, I was struck by the Heaven Thunder, and I had no choice but to dodge the Heaven Thunder in this cave. In the end, I couldn't get rid of my inner demon, and I killed myself with the Nine Profound Sword Technique. This is also my retribution. "
"Before I died, although I regretted it, it was already too late. I hope that you will have a good heart from now on. Don't go astray like me and be messed up by my inner demon. "
Lin Muyun nodded solemnly. "Yes, Master. "
The old voice let out a long sigh. "Forget it. My time has come. I have two unfinished wishes. I hope you can do your best. If you can't do it, it's the will of the heavens. There's no need to force it. "
Lin Muyun said, "Master, I will do my best. "
"First of all, the Nine Black Sect has no successors, but the world is vast, and there are also disciples who cultivate in seclusion. When you have time, pay more attention to them, and don't let the Nine Black Sect fall. "
"Second, my master has always been a good man, but when he was cultivating in seclusion and was about to break through to the Late Soul Formation realm, he was killed by evil men. I hope you can inherit my will, kill my enemies, and avenge my master. "
Lin Muyun was startled and asked, "Master, who was the one who killed my master?"
"If this man is still alive, he should be cultivating in the Azure Sky Realm. His name is. . . "
The voice suddenly disappeared.
Lin Muyun's body became agitated, and the Spiritual Sense returned to his body.
His body also regained consciousness.
The powerful force restricting him also disappeared without a trace in an instant. The extreme cold Yin Qi in the cave also dissipated completely, as if nothing had happened.
"Master!" Lin Muyun couldn't help but roar.
However, no one responded.
He raised his head and saw that the white bone at the bottom of the cave had already turned into a small pile of black ash.
Half of the broken sword was lying on the ground, no longer emitting that cold aura.
Lin Muyun shook his head and let out a long sigh.
It seemed that the last trace of spiritual sense left by his master in the cave had disappeared just now.
He didn't even have the time to explain the situation of his enemy.
As for the "Azure Sky Realm," Lin Muyun had never heard of it on Earth.
He was afraid that such a realm was not something his current cultivation could reach.
Only when he breaks through in the future could he fulfill his master's last wish.
Thinking of this, Lin Muyun walked forward and planned to bury his master's ashes and half of the broken sword.
He condensed his spiritual energy and struck a hole in the bottom of the cave with his palm. He used it as a tomb and buried the ashes in it.
As for the broken sword, it could be considered a relic of his master.
Lin Muyun was just about to pick up the broken sword and bury it with his master's ashes when he did not expect that the broken sword would turn into a pile of black ash as soon as his finger touched the broken sword. It was as if the broken sword was made of flour.
A wisp of green light flew out from the sword and rushed into his mind.
"Hiss!"
Lin Muyun felt a sharp pain in his head. It was as if a long needle had been inserted into his brain.
But after a moment, the intense pain in his head quickly disappeared.
Lin Muyun gasped for breath and was stunned on the spot.
He felt that there was an ancient sword in his body!
No, that's not right. The sword in his body was not a real sword!
It was a Sword Soul!
Lin Muyun was shocked, and then he became extremely excited!
Could this be the Sword Soul of the broken sword?