Mission system is a bit skinny

Chapter 568 Shushan

Shu Kingdom.

The top of Shushan.

Lin Qianjun looked at the countless ruins hanging in the air, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his expression.

Thousands of years ago, Shushan was the largest sect in the world.

At that time, the head of the Shushan School defeated ten thousand swords with one sword, beheading countless evil spirits. After the Shushan disciples formed the Tiangang Sword Formation, they were almost invincible in the world.

They once took on the important task of saving the common people.

However, in the era when time makes people old and spiritual energy is not enough to make living beings become immortals, no matter how amazing and beautiful they are, they can only turn into a handful of loess in the end.

After the death of the older generation, many evil spirits took advantage of the situation and finally Shushan was destroyed.

Lin Qianjun took a step and came to the edge of the sword cliff in Shushan.

Here are full of rusty swords, they can be said to be mortal swords, spiritual swords or immortal swords.

Everything depends on the sword drawer himself.

This is a secret method of Shushan, where the sword is just a carrier, and the process of finding the sword is a process of condensing the heart sword.

The heart sword is [-]%, and any sword you pull out can become a carrier for your heart sword.

This is also the reason why this sword cliff can be left behind.

At the bottom of the sword cliff at this time, there is a child about ten years old who is looking for something with his sword drawn over and over again.

In the information that Lin Qianjun sees, he is the sword spirit formed by combining the spirituality of countless swords here. Since the destruction of Shu Mountain, he has been looking for a sword that can carry himself here.

"What's your name?" Lin Qianjun suddenly appeared next to the child and asked.

He was taken aback, looked back at Lin Qianjun, and replied, "My name is Li Xiaoyao, and I'm looking for my sword."

"There are so many swords, which one can you find?" Lin Qianjun asked again.

"Sure, I know it's here." Li Xiaoyao nodded.

Lin Qianjun was distracted staring at the ten-year-old child, this could be regarded as the information projection of that detached person.

Since we met by fate, we might as well form a good relationship.

"I want to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?" Lin Qianjun asked.

"What can you teach me?" Li Xiaoyao asked.

"Teach you how to use a sword." Lin Qianjun replied with a smile.

As he spoke, Lin Qianjun pointed across the sky.

歘~!

A rainbow of seven colors appeared in the clear sky.

Li Xiaoyao opened his mouth slightly, knelt down and kowtowed: "Disciple Li Xiaoyao, pay homage to Master."

After Li Xiaoyao knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, Lin Qianjun nodded and said, "Master Wuchen, from today onwards, I will teach you how to use a sword."

Ever since, Lin Qianjun began to teach Li Xiaoyao at the foot of Shu Mountain.

Li Xiaoyao himself is a sword spirit, talented in the way of swordsmanship, and has a very fast learning speed. Basically, he can understand everything taught by Lin Qianjun, and he can understand it as soon as he listens and learns it.

Lin Qianjun taught him for 15 years at the foot of Shu Mountain, and Li Xiaoyao's cultivation reached the sixth level of spiritual guidance in these 15 years.

Thanks to the growth of his cultivation, his body has also grown to the appearance of sixteen or seventeen years old.

On the sword cliff, Li Xiaoyao was looking for his sword over and over again.

Lin Qianjun said, "Xiaoyao, come here."

Hearing the sound, Li Xiaoyao turned into a sword light and came to Lin Qianjun in an instant. He asked, "Master?"

"Have you found your sword?" Lin Qianjun asked.

"No." Li Xiaoyao shook his head, looking a little puzzled.

He read all the 99 swords on the sword cliff, but none of them was right.

"I'm leaving in a few days. Since you can't find it, I will refine a fairy sword for you. What do you think?" Lin Qianjun asked.

"Master, you want to go?" Li Xiaoyao's expression changed slightly.

"I still have some things to do, the rest of the way, you can only go by yourself." Lin Qianjun said.

Li Xiaoyao opened his mouth, and finally said politely: "Please trouble Master."

Lin Qianjun nodded slightly, and immediately looked at the massive rusty swords on the Shushan Sword Cliff.

After the vicissitudes of life, they have been resolutely existing on the sword cliff.

Even though it is covered with rust, the essence of the sword still exists.

As long as someone can condense the Heart Sword, they are still the best carrier.

It's a pity that Shushan fell, and now no one can condense the heart sword.

They can only gather dust here until they perish.

Lin Qianjun raised his sword fingers together, and lightly drew towards the sky.

Buzz~!

A rusty sword began to tremble, and immediately, all the rusty swords around it trembled.

In just an instant, the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine rusty swords began to circle and dance.

Li Xiaoyao stared at this scene with wide-eyed eyes. He had also learned Lin Qianjun's "sword head", but he definitely couldn't summon Wan Jian as easily as Lin Qianjun.

At this time, Lin Qianjun suddenly said: "Couple!"

As the sound fell, the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine rusty swords began to condense into one, merging towards the very center.

In an instant, they merged into a three-foot long sword full of rust.

There is nothing special about this long sword, there is no sword spirit, no edge, and it is also covered with rust.

But this is the most suitable sword for Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao himself is the sword spirit, and this sword is the carrier he can use to carry his own power.

What his heart is, what this sword can become.

Lin Qianjun put the sword in his palm, handed it to Li Xiaoyao and said, "Give it a name."

"Just name it after me." Li Xiaoyao took the sword and said, "I will call it [Xiaoyao] from now on."

"Well, practice hard, I'm leaving." Lin Qianjun nodded, and his figure disappeared.

Li Xiaoyao was a little distracted looking at Lin Qianjun who disappeared, and then he looked back at the empty sword cliff.

Now that all the swords have become the swords in his hands, he doesn't have to look for them anymore.

Li Xiaoyao made a decision, he wants to go down the mountain.

Descending from Shu Mountain, Li Xiaoyao passed countless steep paths and finally came to a market.

Although he has known the world since he was born, except for Lin Qianjun, this is the first time he has seen a stranger.

While walking on the street, Li Xiaoyao kept looking around.

At this time, he caught a glimpse of a sugar man's stall on the side of the road, and on it were the little sugar figures of the Shushan Sword Immortal, which moved Li Xiaoyao a little.

He stepped forward and asked, "I want these sugar figures, can you give them to me?"

The peddler saw that Li Xiaoyao was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he had a strange face, so he couldn't help thinking, so he said: "Twenty coins a piece, no counter-offer."

Hearing this, Li Xiaoyao took out an ingot of gold about the size of a fist from the space kit Lin Qianjun gave him, and said, "Is this okay?"

The peddler raised his eyebrows, and his expression froze on the spot.

To be able to take out such an ingot of gold at will, the identity of the other party is definitely not simple.

If the person behind the other party came to him, he would definitely be unable to bear it and walk around.

But the horse has no night grass and is not fat, and it is not easy to meet this kind of fat sheep once, so he said: "Yes, these sugar men are given to you, you can give me the things."

Li Xiaoyao didn't know much about money, and he was a little happy when he heard that, so he directly wanted to hand over the gold in his hand to the vendor.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a voice came and stopped the transaction.

Following the sound, Li Xiaoyao saw a heroic young man with a big box on his back walking quickly. He approached and said directly to Li Xiaoyao: "Boy, you can buy him several thousand candies with this ingot of gold." There are people left, and there are at most thirty sugar figurines in his stall, so it's not worth it."

"Young man, I advise you not to meddle in your own business!" the vendor glared at the young man and said.

"Oh, think I'm afraid of you!" The young man rolled up his sleeves and said, "Being unkind in business, believe it or not, I'll go to the government to sue you!!"

"Stop arguing, you take this, and give me the sugar figurines." At this moment, Li Xiaoyao stopped the conversation between the two, and at the same time, handed the gold to the vendor and took some of his sugar figurines away.

Seeing this scene, the young man and the vendor were stunned.

The young man said to Li Xiaoyao: "I'm afraid you are not a fool, are you? I told you it's not worth it."

"Oh, my master gave me a lot of that kind of stone before I went down the mountain. It's fine to give him one." Li Xiaoyao replied, and immediately walked away with the sugar figurine.

"Stone?" The young man frowned, as if he was a bit puzzled, so he stepped up to follow Li Xiaoyao, stretched out his hands to touch his eyes slightly, and recited a mantra in a low voice: "The world is boundless, the universe borrows the law, the eye of the law, open!!"

At this moment, Li Xiaoyao in the eyes of the young man was completely different from before.

His whole body was shrouded in a strong spiritual light, and a sword intent shot straight into the sky, it was simply a peerless sword that Frost Blade had never tried.

The young man quickly withdrew from the Fayan state, and tears fell from his eyes, which was the result of being stimulated by Li Xiaoyao's sword intent.

This is because Li Xiaoyao didn't take the initiative to attack him, otherwise his eyes would be useless.

Seeing the young man rubbing his eyes with a painful expression, Li Xiaoyao couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it's just that the wind and sand are a bit heavy, and I squinted my eyes." The young man pretended to be fine, and said to Li Xiaoyao: "Kunlun faction, I know autumn leaves, please advise!!"

Li Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and cupped his hands and said, "Shushan, Li Xiaoyao."

"Shushan?" Zhiqiu Yiye was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Your Excellency is a disciple of Shushan?"

"I did come down from Mount Shu." Li Xiaoyao replied with a nod.

"Who is your master?" Zhi Qiu Yiye asked suspiciously.

"Master's name is Wuchen." Li Xiaoyao replied.

"Wuchen? I've never heard of such a sword fairy in Shushan!!" Zhiqiu Yiye scratched his chin, unable to think of the corresponding name of the Shushan sword fairy.

And as far as he knew, Mount Shu had been extinct for more than 5000 years, and now there were only ruins left there, so how could anyone establish a sect there?
After thinking for a while, Zhiqiu Yiye felt that he had thought of the answer.

It was probably a certain sword cultivator who had received the inheritance from Shu Mountain, and Li Xiaoyao was the disciple of that sword cultivator.

Judging from the current situation, Li Xiaoyao seems to be very rich. If he can get along well with him, he might be able to make a fortune.

(End of this chapter)