Chapter 8: The Sword Spirit Little Sister
Wu Ya was again perplexed by Wu Xiao Ye's question, and it wasn't until she explained the reason that he understood. It turned out that the previous owner of this body had lived in the Dugu family for many years, learning a lot of sword techniques from them. Naturally, they would be skilled with swords, and their sword techniques were extremely profound. After all, the Dugu family was the ruler of the Sword Domain Province, the number one sword on the continent. Even if it was just a marginal disciple, they would still have deep sword techniques when they came out.
This guy doesn't know what he's thinking either. After being expelled from the family, in order to show his loyalty to the Dugu Family, he decided not to touch swords again, and thus wanted to move the Dugu Family.
"Dugu, Dugu... You are no longer a member of the Dugu family, you don't deserve to wield a sword, you..."
Wu Ya couldn't help but think of that damn obsession that had turned into a dream, twitching the corner of his mouth. Others said you weren't worthy of wielding a sword, so you just weren't worthy of wielding a sword? What kind of stupid thinking was this? This person was simply the worst of the worst, pitiful and pathetic.
To show loyalty and not use a sword for three years, what did it bring? I reckon others have already forgotten your existence.
It's okay, this guy used to be a master swordsman, so it doesn't need to be explained how he suddenly knew sword techniques. Although I lost my memory, big brother, I didn't forget my martial arts skills, what a perfect explanation!
Look, Little Night MM's face is blooming with joy again.
The Beidou Library was as large as the ancient palaces of Europe in a past life, with several side halls, each containing different types of books, including the secret recipe collection room that Wuyue was going to.
With the token given by Lord Bodefense, Wu Yue can enter at will, but only he alone. Although Wu Xiaoye is a new student of Beidou Academy, even high-grade students are not allowed to step in without authorization, which shows Lord Bodefense's prestige and power in Beidou City, and the token he gave to Wu Yue was just a matter of course.
"Uh, the first floor is the only area where you can move around, and you only have the power to choose one secret recipe, which cannot be taken out at will. After choosing, come here to register, and then you can still come back to watch three more times. If you still can't remember the content of the secret recipe after three times, then please ask General Wu to pass on a message again." The old man in front said without raising his head after looking at Wuyue's token.
The secret manual management of the Witch's Cliff is indeed strict, and after temporarily parting with Xiao Ye, they hastily walked in. At a glance, there were dense bookshelves everywhere, countless secret manuals dazzling one's eyes. This world actually has so many martial arts secret manuals, and this is only the North Dipper City. It seems that the chats of the soldiers are not entirely false, and this world indeed has a strong physique close to immortality.
After a glance, Wu Yue's gaze fell on a sign at the entrance, which was the rules of this secret recipe hall. However, they were all aimed at students and had little impact on Wu Yue. Only two points caught his attention: First, the first layer of secret recipes only applied to those below "Jiang Bing Shi". If one's strength reached "Jiang Bing Shi", then they could only continue searching in the upper layers.
Wu Ya now has only six levels of martial arts, and above the sixth level is the Martial Arts Master, then comes the General Master, which is still far away.
The second clause says that the first layer still has many residual classics and broken books. If you want to cultivate, you can, but be responsible for the consequences. It's like buying a lottery ticket - if you're lucky, you might step on dog shit and find some kind of divine sacred book.
Wu Ya shrugged and walked towards the library.
There are very few people here, occasionally you can still see one or two, students also have time and frequency restrictions, all of them are memorizing the secret recipe by rote, no one will notice him, and now it's not officially opened yet, when it opens, there should be more people.
Wu Yue didn't immediately go to choose a book, but instead came to an uninhabited corner and sat down, took a deep breath, the Xuan Qi on his body flashed, and a black brick appeared in his hand, which was his physical body's destined Xuan Bing.
Tile? Who dares to treat it as a tile now?
Wu Ya trembled as he flipped open the Benming Xuanbing with the three large characters "Xuanbing Dian" engraved on it. The white pages instantly appeared before his eyes, first was a passage, but all were ancient fonts, yet Wu Ya could understand them.
Wu Ya was raised by an old man since he was a child. The old man loved ancient characters and taught Wu Ya to learn them as well, which turned out to be this kind of thing. At the same time, this brick... no, this "Xuanbing Dictionary" was also left behind by that old man as a family heirloom. It seems that this is not a coincidence. Only now did Wu Ya remember that when he was a child, his grandfather would often stare at this brick in a daze.
"The Art of War is a matter for everyone, seizing the initiative from Heaven and Earth, in warfare..."
After careful understanding, this passage is basically praising the book "Xuanbingdian" for its awesomeness. It can collect various types of weapons, cultivate and drive these weapons. If one cultivates the "Xuanbingdian" to perfection, they will be invincible in the world.
The words seem to be absorbed into the characters themselves, as if they have been sucked in.
Wu Ya wasn't very interested in boasting, so she withdrew her gaze and turned to the second page. The pages of the Xuanbing Dictionary were all very thick and had a strange metallic texture, probably impossible to tear no matter how hard you tried?
His gaze fell on the second page, his eyes fixed, a long sword completely covered in mysterious runes was printed in the center of the second page, with a constantly flashing feeling. At a glance, it seemed like a super 5D picture from the previous life, as if you could reach out and take out the sword at any time. In fact, Wu Ya also did so, and he really grasped the sword.
Just as Wu Ya was about to raise his sword, he found that it was as if he was holding onto a thousand-jin boulder, without even the strength to lift it, and the sword emitted a faint hum, as if it was disdainful.
"You, your current strength is not enough to wield this sword!"
Just as Wu Yue was feeling depressed, a timid voice suddenly appeared, almost making Wu Yue throw away the book. He swallowed his saliva and looked carefully, only to see a small figure peeking out from behind the sword, looking very strange. Although the sword was very thin, it seemed to completely block out the figure, as if there was another space inside. Wu Yue couldn't help but exclaim that it was eerie.
This small figure was a little girl, about eight or nine years old, with a rosy face and big eyes that were too large to be human, but rather like those of a cartoon heroine. She wore a practical outfit, the garb of a female swordsman.
"Are you the one who just demonstrated swordsmanship in my mind?"
"Yes, yes, I am Jian Ling Feng Yun. From now on, you will be my master." The little girl replied with her head lowered.
Master? If I were to change into a maid outfit, then... Ah, Amitabha, brother is evil. He said: "You are the sword spirit of that broken sword, why did you suddenly enter here? Isn't this the 'Mystic Sword Canon'? Why didn't you absorb that broken sword together with it? Why did you say I couldn't wield this sword, where did this sword come from? Why can I learn your sword techniques in my mind after just one practice? Why can ordinary weapons completely borrow my mystic energy, shouldn't only the destined mystic weapon be able to do so?"
Wu Ya's current problem is really too many, finally saw the sword spirit that can talk, and poured out all the doubts in her heart, raised her eyes to see, only to find that this little sister's eyes were spinning around, could it be that the sword spirit little sister's intelligence has not developed yet?