Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 229: Fuxing
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Chapter 229 Lucky Star
Sword, the way of swordsmanship.
Only when the sword is used to the extreme, not only the human sword is one, but also the way of your own, is it possible to realize the sword.
There is another possibility, that is, a talented and natural swordsman.
Obviously, Mu Wushuang is a born swordsman, even if he re-enlightened it again, he still realized her kendo—killing kendo.
As a sword sect, Qingyun Jianzong uses swords for all his disciples, but none of them, including the elder Taishang, has realized their own swordsmanship.
So when they learned that she had realized her own swordsmanship, several elders became more enthusiastic about her, and faintly had a desire to follow her command.
She said to grab, then grab it!
“Half a month is left before the Zongmen Grand Competition. We are not in a hurry to accept disciples, nor are we in a hurry to screen for places. We first grab resources, first of all unpleasant sects, such as Dragon Claw Gate Shizong Gate Etc.”
“The reason why we are not in a hurry to screen places is because we can directly select the bravest disciples when we are robbing resources, so that unnecessary competitions are eliminated.”
“And I can’t say that I am in a hurry to accept disciples, because I intend to let all of our current disciples learn the inheritance of Qingyun Sword Sect first. They will always be the brothers of latecomers, and they are also the first disciples who swore to me. I also believe that they are the most loyal disciples to the sect.”
Mu Wushuang took the lead and talked slowly.
“Inheritance…Inheritance?! Good apprentice, did you hear me wrong as a teacher?”
Wujizi jumped up from the chair.
The elders also looked at her in shock.
“Master sister has obtained the inheritance?!” Cang Yang was even more surprised. When he swore at Jianzhong before, he had said congratulations to the master sister for acquiring the inheritance of Jianzong. However, his words were just to make more disciples. Said to convince her, rather than really feel that she has inherited!
After all, the inheritance was cut off thousands of years ago. The swordsmanship of Qingyun Jianzong’s current school is a top quality technique that the head of the school after the inheritance was cut off.
Mu Wushuang stretched out his hand, and there was an extra jade slip in his hand.
This jade slip was a set of god-level swordsmanship that she suddenly flew into her hand after awakening the Qingyun sword.
Wujizi took Jade Jane over, and looked at it with his divine sense, it turned out to be the Azure Cloud Sword Art!
Elder Taishang and several other elders looked at each one, and after a while, all the elders burst into tears.
“Fuxing, my lucky star of Qingyun Jianzong!”
Elder Taishang excitedly said to Mu Wushuang: “From now on, Qingyun Sword Sect, it’s up to you and the head to decide. You are the lucky star of our sect. I believe you can lead the sect to prosperity. I hope that old man I can still see that day alive.”
“Yes,” she said.
“Your lifespan is still three years away. Within three years, I will definitely make the reputation of Qingyun Jianzong spread all over the world. Besides, I am an alchemist and will not let your lifespan run out.”
The elder Taishang nodded with satisfaction, but did not take the words behind her to heart. There are so many alchemists in Cangming Continent, and they have never heard of anyone who can refine a spirit that can extend spiritual life. Medicine, he, he is now a dying body, only hope that in the lifetime, he can see the prosperity of the sect is enough.
“Just listen to Wushuang, we Qingyun Jianzong will not fight for nearly ten thousand years. It is time to grab resources for the sect disciples.” Taishang elder said.
“Tomorrow morning, I will lead the juniors to Jianzhong to pick up swords. In the afternoon, we will go to Longzhaomen to beat him by surprise.”
Mu Wushuang said, she even felt the sword on her wrist heat up, and it wanted to kill.
“So fast?”
Yao Qingxindao, dear, this is too fast! If you say grab it, you can grab it without any hesitation!
“It’s so fast, if the juniors were all drunk, I would like to empty the warehouse at Dragon Claw Gate tonight.”
“Cough cough, really tough.” Yao Qing said in a low voice, but it felt very exciting. He was going to join in the fun tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Cangyang gathered all the disciples and went to Jian Tomb.
The disciples don’t know the reason, but all of them are very excited. There are so many swords in the sword mound, they really want to take a closer look!
When they were approaching the sword tomb, they saw from a distance the Grand Sister leading Xiao Xuanxi standing on the top of the mountain, waiting for them.
The appearance and aura of the master sister still amazed them.
Xiao Xuanxi yawned, her little fleshy hands covering her mouth, she yawned forever, she looked like she hadn’t woken up yet, not to mention how cute.
The cold and beautiful mother, holding the cute little boy, this scene, I don’t know how many disciples see their eyes brightly.
“Hello Master Sister!”
Hundreds of disciples shouted vigorously.
“Are you awake?” Mu Wushuang asked.
“Wake up!”
“When you wake up, come up and pick your sword.” She said quietly.
“What?”
“Pick a sword?”
“I heard that right?”
“Can we pick the sword of the sword mound? I can’t believe it!”
Mu Wushuang looked at the shocked reaction of the disciples. For some reason, she wanted to laugh a little. She said: “Choose the sword, the sword chooses the person. It’s not that you can take out which sword you want. The sword is not so easy to draw. Brother Cang, you are the first one to pick.”
“Yes, thank you, Master Sister!” Cang Yang nodded, and came forward first.
He looked at the sword mound for a while, then unswervingly picked a sword.
With a “swish” sound, the sword was pulled up from the ground, brought a sword wind, and fell into Cangyang’s hands.
“Good sword! Cangyang, this is God Tu’s sword, congratulations.” Wujizi didn’t know when he would come, and praised the sword in Cangyang’s hand.
“Shen Sword Tu! Isn’t this the Sword of Blood Moon Sword Master’s natal Sword? He has fallen for three years, and God Sword Tu has been missing, unexpectedly, it flew to our sword grave!”
“Oh my god, it seems that our sect’s sword mound still has many good swords!”
One by one, the disciples were as excited as a chicken blood, all gearing up to come up and pick the sword.
It’s just that one of the disciples went up and stretched out his hand to the sword he liked. Who would have thought that he did not pull out the sword even though he used the energy of milking.
Xiao Xuanxi cheered him up: “Uncle, come on, try hard like pulling a carrot!”
Mu Wushuang picked up Xiao Xuanxi and said to this disciple: “Swords can also pick people. This sword is not suitable for you. Go pick other swords.”
“Oh oh, thank you Master Sister!”
The disciple picked a sword again and pulled it out all at once.
“Wow! Feiyun Sword! This is Feiyun Sword!”
As soon as the sword fell in his hand, the disciple cheered, because he could pull up the sword, it means the sword recognized him, and he would know the origin and past of the sword.
When everyone had finished picking their swords, it was almost evening, much slower than Mu Wushuang had imagined.
Little Xuanxi has been taken back by the Little Flower Fairy.
Mu Wushuang said to all the disciples: “Our sect has limited resources, which is why the cultivation of the juniors has stagnated. Then, do you want resources?”
“Want!”
The following are in unison.
“Then we will grab it!”
“Okay!” was in unison again.
After speaking, all the disciples were puzzled.
“Huh? What to grab? Where to grab? Why would I say yes?”