Chapter 121 Refining the Ancient Sword
Chapter 121 Refining the Ancient Sword
Zhang Liang did covet the remains of this innately strong person or "sage", but he was more interested in the ancient bronze sword. It can be seen that this "sage" held the sword tightly until his death, which shows its importance.
However, now, the sword has been rotten beyond recognition, as if it would break at the touch, and even Bei Mingzi did not dare to touch it easily. But Zhang Liang felt that despite the rust, the sword still had an extremely restrained sharpness, as if it had never changed.
"Well, is it a sword?" Bei Mingzi examined it briefly, and after hearing Zhang Liang's words, he also became serious and carefully picked up the extremely ancient sword that seemed to be reduced to ashes at any time.
"Try injecting some true energy into it," Zhang Liang suggested.
Bei Mingzi didn't say much and directly injected his true energy into the broken sword.
In an instant, a murderous aura originating from the ancient barbaric times emanated from the ancient rotten sword, frightening Zhang Liang so much that he took several steps back. Bei Mingzi's face turned pale in an instant, and his expression became extremely solemn.
The aura was extremely strong, and even someone with the cultivation level of Bei Mingzi could not resist it.
"Brother Taoist, try to communicate with it. This kind of magical weapon should be spiritual!" Zhang Liang urged anxiously.
Bei Mingzi was speechless at this moment, because he was tightly holding the rotten sword, his eyes flashing with brilliance, but upon closer inspection, his eyes seemed empty and lifeless.
Zhang Liang carefully looked at Bei Mingzi, with a hint of vigilance. Of course, he was not on guard against Bei Mingzi himself, but the ancient rotten sword. The aura was enough to prove that the sword was equivalent to a magic weapon.
The magic weapon is spiritual, can be changed in size, can be real or virtual, can be taken into the body, and has infinite power. In the world of immortal cultivation, the innate strong are basically equipped with such magic weapons, and below the innate strong, very few people can control them.
The rotten sword in front of him is obviously equivalent to a magic weapon. Although it has gone through countless years, judging from its power, it is still unknown whether Bei Mingzi can tame it. The risks involved are obvious.
An unknown amount of time had passed, but Bei Mingzi's face became paler and paler, and blood even began to seep out of his hands. All of the blood was sucked away by the ancient and rotten sword.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Liang couldn't help but feel a little regretful, fearing that his rash behavior would cause Bei Mingzi to be hurt. Once injured by this ancient sword, it would be a trauma at the soul level, which is extremely difficult to heal.
About half an hour later, Zhang Liang noticed that Bei Mingzi's breath was gradually returning to calm. He slowly put down his worries and began to carefully study the surrounding murals.
The murals no longer depict ferocious beasts and scenes of slaughter, but rather scenes of sacrifice. Some of them also depict battles between tribes, from which we can see that these people were very powerful in ancient times.
Suddenly, Zhang Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had discovered some ancient martial arts depicted in the mural.
These martial arts are very primitive, there are only three types in total, one is sword technique, one is gun technique, and the other is body training technique.
However, that body-refining technique requires the essence and blood of some ferocious beast to practice; as for the spear technique, it only has five moves, and the sword technique only has three moves.
However, both spearmanship and swordmanship should have a certain rhythm, so that people can master martial arts by understanding these rhythms. However, after countless years of erosion, these rhythms have long disappeared, leaving only a few subtleties that are difficult to understand, and it is almost impossible to restore them to their original state.
Before this, Bei Mingzi had been watching the sword and gun techniques here.
Zhang Liang also began to study these spear and sword techniques carefully, but he did not do so for learning, but to infer the ancient human fighting methods. However, it was obvious that Zhang Liang did not gain anything except that ancient humans mainly cultivated physical strength and their attack methods were quite direct.
Time passed quietly, until one moment, Zhang Liang keenly noticed that Bei Mingzi's aura had undergone new changes, and he couldn't help but become alert.
The sword in his hand was too fierce. Zhang Liang was indeed worried that Bei Mingzi would be affected by the violence in it and lose his mind.
After a while, Bei Mingzi finally came back to his senses, his eyes were no longer empty and lifeless.
"Brother, are you okay?" Zhang Liang asked tentatively.
"I was almost killed by you!" Bei Mingzi responded unhappily.
"Ahem...what on earth happened?" Although Zhang Liang already had a guess in his mind, he still wanted to hear Bei Mingzi's personal explanation.
"This sword was forged by the ancient human race. It is a sacred artifact worshipped by the entire tribe. Just now, when I used my spiritual sense to touch the sword, I triggered the evil spirit in the sword. Fortunately, the evil spirit's strength is seriously weakened now, otherwise I would be invaded by the evil spirit and become a crazy person!" Bei Mingzi explained.
"So, senior brother, can you tame this sword now?" Zhang Liang continued to ask.
"Not yet, but it's been suppressed temporarily!" Bei Mingzi shook his head regretfully.
"Brother, wait a moment!" Zhang Liang smiled and immediately searched his mind for martial arts secrets that could restrain evil weapons. Not long after, he really found some related content.
"Brother Taoist, try this set of martial arts and see if you can refine this ancient sword!" As he said that, Zhang Liang began to recite the martial arts secret book that could restrain evil.
Taoist Bei Mingzi didn't react for a while, but soon he began to listen carefully to the content of the martial arts Zhang Liang recited. Not long after, he roughly understood the meaning. This set of martial arts was not complicated. It was mainly used to refine magic weapons, especially those with evil nature. Zhang Liang selected the part that restrained evil and fierce nature and read it to Bei Mingzi.
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