When a sword reaches the level of a holy weapon, it can give birth to a sword spirit.

In other words, it is precisely because the sword has bred a sword spirit that it can be upgraded to a holy weapon.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan is pitch black all over, floating in the air, as if it has life, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Eight hundred years ago, the ancient sword of Chenyuan had already nurtured the sword spirit, but after the sword body was cut off, the sword spirit also suffered severe damage and fell into a dormant state.

It was not until the Sacred Sword Holy Land that the ancient sword of Shenyuan was restored and the sword body began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth independently, that the sword spirit finally woke up and recovered its weak consciousness.

Under Kong Lanyou's gaze, Zhang Ruochen walked to the side of Chenyuan Ancient Sword, stretched out a hand, and gently stroked the ancient sword body with his fingers.

Kong Lanyou's eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen and Chen Yuan Gu Jian tightly, holding his breath, and the ten fingers in his sleeves couldn't help but squeezed them tightly.

Since she reached the realm of a saint, she has not had such a tense moment for a long time.

"Wow!"

The ancient sword of Chenyuan trembled for a moment, emitted a black light, turned into a light shuttle, flew up, flew around Zhang Ruochen, and finally fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Zhang Ruochen held the hilt of the sword and felt like a relative returning in his heart, just as his bloodline and the bloodline of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword were integrated into one.

With his five fingers tightened, Zhang Ruochen immediately turned his arm and stabbed him with a sword.

"Zheng!"

The long sword broke through the air and made a cheerful sound of sword.

The light on the tip of the sword was swallowed and spit out, full of spirituality.

Seeing this scene, Kong Lanyou rushed to Zhang Ruochen as if he was electrocuted and said, "You are him, tell me, you are him."

Zhang Ruochen pulled the sword away, stood up straight again, and said, "Senior, what are you talking about?"

"Don't pretend you don't know me. I know, you are Zhang Ruochen, the one from eight hundred years ago." Kong Lanyou said.

Zhang Ruochen was still very calm and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know what the relationship between the senior and the former master of this sword. However, I can be sure that I am not the person I am looking for. Is the senior looking for? Is the junior willing to ask, is the person eight hundred years ago still alive?"

A trace of bitterness appeared in Kong Lanyou's eyes. He took a step back, shook his head, and said, "He...he is dead. Eight hundred years ago, I saw with my own eyes that he died in front of me."

Seeing Kong Lanyou's painful appearance, Zhang Ruochen was also extremely sour and said, "Since that's the case, seniors should learn to let go. Eight hundred years have passed, and the deceased has long left and turned into a piece of loess. Living people should not continue to be immersed in sorrow."

Kong Lanyou took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said, "You go back!"

Zhang Ruochen nodded, took three steps back, then turned around, with Lu Youcai and Nie Honglou, exited the bamboo forest and left the mansion.

Kong Lanyou stood alone in the bamboo forest and said to himself: "Do you think it's him?"

An old voice sounded in the void and said, "It's very similar, but it's definitely not the same person. Moreover, he seemed to know something about the past and was deliberately hiding something. This person was a bit strange."

Kong Lanyou opened his eyes again, his eyes turned cold and sharp, and he said, "Since the Creation Sword can accept him, it means that he must have some relationship with the person he was back then. What secret is hidden in him?"

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When he returned to the Wu City Inn, Zhang Ruochen couldn't calm down for a long time.

"How could Kong Lanyou have any connection with the Divine Sword Saint Land? What level has her cultivation reached? She said that she saw me dying in front of her with her own eyes. Is she and Chi Yao related? Is the matter back then related to her?"

Zhang Ruochen was both happy but also very frightened to be able to see eight hundred young relatives.

What a sad thing would it be if even Kong Lanyou were his enemy?

Finally, Zhang Ruochen put away his thoughts, stared at the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, and said, "Since I come, I will be at ease. As long as I am strong enough, I will naturally be able to find out the truth in the future."

"Wow!"

The ancient sword of Chenyuan flew up, with the tip of the sword down and the hilt of the sword upward, floating in front of Zhang Ruochen, slowly rotating.

The inscriptions flowed on the sword body like a spider web.

"One hundred and eight basic inscriptions and eighteen intermediate inscriptions. With the current level of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, it should have been considered to have entered the level of the holy weapon."

The ancient sword of Chenyuan can absorb other war soldiers and become stronger, just like the blood-dropping sword of Queen Chi Yao, which can continuously absorb the blood of living beings and eventually grow into a worldly magical sword, causing the monks in the Kunlun Realm to tremble.

As long as you refine enough combat soldiers, the Chenyuan Ancient Sword will definitely grow to the same level as the Blood Drop Sword.

Holy utensils are divided into three levels: holy utensils, holy utensils, and holy utensils.

The so-called holy artifact of a hundred patterns refers to the fact that the war soldiers burned more than one hundred basic patterns and more than ten intermediate patterns.

The more inscriptions, the stronger the power.

Now, the ancient sword of the Chenyuan can only be regarded as the lowest level among the holy tools.

Of course, even if it is just the weakest holy weapon, the power it explodes is extremely powerful.

Zhang Ruochen held the hilt of the sword with both hands, injected the true energy into it, and continuously activated the inscriptions in the sword body.

Gradually, the ancient sword of Chenyuan became heavier and heavier, and the light became stronger and stronger.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level in the extreme realm of the Heavenly Realm, he can only activate the 72nd basic inscription in the sword body, and he can probably swing it out the power of the holy sword.

Only by fully activating the inscription in the sword can the full power of the holy sword be swept.

"Suppress the soul and stand on the shadow."

Zhang Ruochen held the sword in both hands, dragged out a long sword shadow and slashed it down.

A phantom of a giant sword that was seven feet long appeared above the ancient sword of the Chenyuan, falling vertically and hitting the ground. With a bang, the sword energy pierced the earth, leaving behind a deep sword pit.

"The power of this sword should be close to the full-strength attack of the cultivator who had transformed the first cultivator."

Then, Zhang Ruochen released his martial soul and hanged it above his head. He used the martial soul to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and constantly injected the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the sword body.

You should know that Zhang Ruochen's current martial soul strength is comparable to the sixth change of fish and dragon, and has reached the extreme of his current cultivation level.

With the mobilization of martial souls, Zhang Ruochen activates the ninety-nine basic inscription patterns in the sword body, and the aura burst out from the ancient sword of the Chenyuan became even stronger.

"Swish!"

Under the guidance of the ancient sword of Chenyuan, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed hundreds of sword-shaped gases and flew around Zhang Ruochen like waves of sword rain.

Zhang Ruochen waved his arm and slashed the ancient sword of Chen Yuan.

Suddenly, countless sword energy flew out and hit the formation light wall of Wushi Inn, creating ripples like water patterns.

"It seems that with my current cultivation level, I am far from able to exert the true power of the ancient sword of the Chenyuan."

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged on the ground again, inserted the ancient sword of Chenyuan on the ground, and at the same time, he took out the Purple Thunder Sword at the level of the tenth-level true martial arts treasure.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan flew up automatically and hit the body of the Zi Lei Sword. A loud bang made a crack on the surface of the Zi Lei Sword.

"Wow!"

The tip of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword gushed out a black light and swirled rapidly to form a black vortex.

The Purple Thunder Sword split into metal particles, flew into the vortex, and merged into the ancient sword of the abyss.

Not long after, the Purple Thunder Sword disappeared completely.

Zhang Ruochen raised the Chenyuan Ancient Sword again, and the sword body not only became heavier, but also had a basic inscription pattern with "electricity" attribute in the sword.

The total number of basic inscriptions reaches 109.

"Will there be an inscription pattern added to the ancient sword of Chenyuan whenever he absorbs a warrior?"

In order to confirm the conjecture, Zhang Ruochen took out the eleventh-level true martial arts treasure-level dragon bone spear and refined it with the Shenyuan Ancient Sword.

Sure enough, there was another basic inscription pattern in the ancient Chenyuan sword, with a total of 110.

"The Purple Thunder Sword and the Dragon Bone Spear are both priceless magic weapons and weapons, but they only added two basic inscriptions to the Chenyuan Ancient Sword." Zhang Ruochen sighed.

You know, the Purple Thunder Sword is worth 370,000 spiritual crystals.

The value of the dragon bone spear is even higher, with more than one million spiritual crystals.

If it is used to purchase elixirs, it will be enough for those large families and sects to cultivate a large number of young disciples.

Now, the ancient sword of Chenyuan absorbed them, only adding two basic inscriptions.

Continuing the test, Zhang Ruochen let the Chenyuan Ancient Sword absorb ten real martial arts treasures. Among them, two eighth-level real martial arts treasures and one seventh-level real martial arts treasure. The remaining seven are all war soldiers below the seventh-level real martial arts treasures.

After the Chenyuan Ancient Sword absorbed ten real martial arts treasures, only one basic inscription was added.

After Zhang Ruochen's analysis, he finally made a judgment that the Chenyuan Ancient Sword absorbed a real martial arts treasure of above level nine and could add a basic inscription.

As for Zhenwu treasures below the ninth level, they need to absorb ten or even dozens of them to add a basic inscription to the Chenyuan Ancient Sword.

Of course, after the Chenyuan Ancient Sword refining the warrior, it not only added the inscription pattern, but also absorbed the essence of the warrior, making the warrior sharper and harder.

"Now, the Ancient Sword of the Shenyuan is at the level of the Hundred Patterns Holy Artifact. I don't know how many war soldiers it needs to absorb to grow to the level of the Thousand Patterns Holy Artifact?"

Holy weapons are very precious. Even some semi-saint families only own one or two sacred sacred weapons, which is already the family's treasure of the tribe.

Only those saints with profound backgrounds can possess the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact.

In the next two days, Zhang Ruochen spent 60 million spiritual crystals to buy 100 tenth-level real martial arts treasures in the store of Wushi Qianzhuang.

What Zhang Ruochen lacks the most now is spiritual crystals. Even if he buys 100 tenth-level true martial arts treasures, he still has 300 million spiritual crystals.

With the wealth he now possesses of the spirit crystals and various treasures, it is even comparable to the sum of wealth accumulated by a semi-saint family over hundreds of years.
Chapter completed!