I have inherited the supreme Taoism

I don’t know how long it took, but the dizzying feeling finally disappeared.

Chen Xuan's eyes lit up. He was clearly in the mountains before, surrounded by rocks, and thought that there would be a cave after entering the door, but now he was already in a magnificent attic, as if he had entered another space.

After looking around, I had a rough idea of ​​what the place I was in looked like. There were densely packed bookshelves all around, and the bookshelves were full of volumes of swordsmanship that looked to be of some age, with a faint aura... ...

When Chen Xuan stretched out his hand to take out one to take a look, a voice sounded out of nowhere, "Those who enter the sword pavilion can only take one copy. Choose carefully. Once you take it out, you will be teleported away."

After hearing these words, Chen Xuan quickly retracted his outstretched hand. He also wanted to choose a sword technique that was most suitable for him.

He walked to the bookshelf and found that the name of the sword technique was marked on the spine of the book. The bookshelf was also marked with its class and some brief introductions. After a cursory glance, it turned out that they were all earth-level sword techniques.

He muttered something in his mouth...

"Thunder Sword Technique! After practicing the low-level sword technique to a great level, the sword will sound like thunder, and when you swing the sword, it will be accompanied by thousands of thunderbolts!"

"Starting a prairie fire and severing the sky with sword! Intermediate earth-level swordsmanship. Once you have mastered it, every sword you swing will have the power to set a prairie fire on fire, and have the power to burn the sky and boil the sea!"

"Thirty-six swords of Dialang! The low-level swordsmanship of the earth level, each sword is stronger than the last, and it is like a continuous wave. Once the last sword is used, the power is almost as powerful as the intermediate swordsmanship of the earth level."

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Chen Xuan was shocked by the annotations under these sword skills, but this is indeed the case. This is also the reason why an earth-level martial arts will cause a bloody storm when it appears in the outside world.

Those who have obtained earth-level martial arts can be said to be invincible in the same realm. In the hands of those in the venerable realm, they have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.

Not to mention sword cultivators who pursue the ultimate in attack. In their hands, they can unleash earth-shattering power.

There are at least a thousand earth-level swordsmanship here, and Chen Xuan's eyes have become fanatical. He wants to take away all the swordsmanship here.

In the Dao Palace, Dao Ling'er pouted, "You are so excited about a worthless thing like earth-level swordsmanship. Is it a big deal?"

......

After Chen Xuan calmed down his fiery mood, he separated a ray of soul power and scanned all the sword techniques, but there was no response. He felt that they were dead objects, no different from ordinary books.

"Can I just rely on luck to choose a swordsmanship?"

"Or do you want to show off your swordsmanship talent and let them choose me?"

"Or does it depend on what attributes of spiritual power match the attributes of this sword technique?"

A few sporadic ideas suddenly popped into Chen Xuan's mind, but he didn't know how to show off his swordsmanship talent.

I can only practice the second idea first, and a touch of fire spirit power leaps into my hand.

At the moment when this fire spirit power appeared, the pages of several swordsmanship books lit up with red light and trembled slightly, as if they wanted Chen Xuan to take him away.

Chen Xuan glanced at it and saw that they were all fire-attribute swordsmanship, but there were only a lot of low-level swordsmanship, and there were only a few intermediate swordsmanship books.

After Chen Xuan thought for a while, he stretched out his fingers, and a wisp of emperor's flame condensed on his fingertips.

In an instant, all the fire-attribute swordsmanship on the bookshelf began to tremble, displaying themselves crazily, hoping that Chen Xuan would choose him.

Chen Xuan put away the Emperor Flame, and the fire-attribute swordsmanship on the bookshelf stopped rioting and returned to calm.

In this way, he tried using the spiritual power of each attribute in turn, but there was no big movement as before. When testing the spiritual power with water, there were also several advanced swordsmanship books that were attracted.

This made Chen Xuan a little confused. If he only practiced the swordsmanship of water and fire, he could definitely learn the red dragon and snow chi.

But if you choose a sword technique with other attributes, I'm afraid it won't have much effect on the sword competition in three months, and will instead affect your own training speed.

This gave Chen Xuan a headache. He sat cross-legged on the ground, put his head in one hand and thought hard...

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and he remembered something. He carried the Emperor Sutra, and a large ball of Emperor Qi swayed in his hand. An Emperor's breath suddenly descended, permeating the entire sword pavilion domineeringly.

In an instant, all the sword techniques in the sword pavilion rioted, shaking violently on the bookshelves. Naturally, some rotten bookshelves could not withstand such damage and kept creaking.

There was a sudden click, and the bookshelf collapsed. All the books were suspended in mid-air, spinning around Chen Xuan, but there was no sound, as if they were worshiping the young emperor.

pat!

A book of swordsmanship with a gray cover fell in front of Chen Xuan. There was no label on it, not even a name.

Looking at the swordsmanship that filled the sky and the swordsmanship lying quietly on the ground, Chen Xuan was a little confused. He didn't know whether it had no spirituality or whether it was too high-level to even see the imperial energy. superior.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Xuan decided to take a gamble and reached out to pick up the gray book of swordsmanship.

Just when he picked up his book, a black hole appeared in mid-air, sucked Chen Xuan in, and disappeared.

After the suspended swordsmanship exchanged with each other for a while, they seemed to have made a common decision, gathered together and turned into a torrent rushing into the black hole...

Outside the barrier, Chen Xuan fell out of the black hole. When the two old men saw him coming out, they approached him and asked anxiously, "How are you, Mr. Chen, what sword technique did you choose?"

When Chen Xuan was about to take out the gray book from his arms, a loud rumbling sound came from the black hole.

Hundreds of swordsmanship books poured out from the black hole and piled up into a small mountain in front of the two of them.

Although the birth of the Earth Level Kung Fu will not cause strange phenomena in the world, the sum of so many books will make a difference.

A sword is slowly forming in the sky, and dark clouds are gathering towards it...

Seeing this scene, the old village chief and Xue Han secretly said something bad. They didn't bother to ask what happened in Chen Xuan's sword pavilion. They quickly put away the hundreds of swordsmanship books, and the strange phenomena in the sky disappeared.

Although it only appeared for a few seconds, he knew that someone strong must have sensed it.

The old village chief walked up to Chen Xuan and looked at him sadly, "You are really good at causing trouble, but these earth-level swordsmanship is a waste in the sword pavilion, even if you are capable!"

He picked up the gray book, but when he flipped through it, it was all blank, and he didn't see any clues. "You should think about it yourself first. If you can't figure out anything, just practice Red Dragon and Snow Chi!"

He took out two books on swordsmanship and handed them over.

"We're going out for a while, so you can practice your sword right here!"

Rolling up all his sword skills, he pulled Xue Han and flew in one direction.