Dou Po: I can upgrade everything

Chapter 208
Breathing out a breath of turbid air, Yang Shou tried to find the trace of the sword spirit, but found that the latter had disappeared into the sky and earth.

Even sword spirits cannot escape the law of life and death with a predetermined lifespan.

The Qiankun Brush without its sword spirit naturally loses its previous power and can be used to sacrifice the All-Seeing Heavenly Cauldron.

After making up his mind, he immediately stretched out his palms, and the silver-red Najie attached to his fingertips suddenly turned into a stream of crystal light, turned into a medicine cauldron in the air, and put the Qiankun Brush into the cauldron.

Hot black and white flames surged out of the palm, burning with the high temperature of yin and yang.

It's like refining an elixir, but now it's a melting pot.

Of course, the strange fire alone is not enough to complete the sacrifice.

Yang Shou's mind moved, and the golden pages hidden deep in his soul flew out and rushed towards the blazing black and white flames.

The yin and yang fire body trembled slightly, and a golden light suddenly appeared between the black and white colors.

The Qiankun pen melted into a ball of pitch-black liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye, with elegant cloud patterns flowing on the surface of the liquid.

At this time, the beasts carved on the cauldron wall roared, and the shadow of Pixiu, bathed in light, appeared. His abdomen suddenly contracted, and he swallowed the dark liquid.

In an instant, the all-seeing heavenly cauldron based on light squirmed with glowing light, and the shape of the cauldron evolved towards the original appearance of the Qiankun Brush.

Then, a half-foot-long purple and silver writing brush floated in the air, majestic.

Light is invisible and can be transformed into any weapon.

After the sacrifice was completed, Yang Shou drove the Wanxiang Heavenly Cauldron to transform into a ring and wore it on his finger.

After being in seclusion for a while, the day when the Bone Sacrifice Master arrived was getting closer.

Yang Shou did not end his cultivation state, but set his sights on the "Three-Character Sword Art", an advanced earth-level fighting skill he had learned from the sea of ​​swords.

The opportunity to upgrade has not been used.

Summon the personal panel and choose to add some three-word sword tactics.

Xuanyin suddenly sounded.

[The Three-Character Sword Jue was upgraded to the Shangqing Sword Jue (Elementary Heaven Level)]

After a while, a mysterious aura shrouded down from the void space, extracting the fighting skills training method recorded in the soul.

Zhen, beheaded, and sealed. The three awe-inspiring words of the sword are suspended as if they are real.

The next moment, the three sword energy characters differentiated, from three to nine, and nine to eighteen, and thousands of characters were suddenly derived from the same condensed sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, information about the Shangqing Sword Art came into his mind.

[Shangqing Sword Jue (Elementary Level of Heaven Level): The sword word Tao is more than three words, it is transformed into tens of thousands of words. At the time of the meeting, both people and words are old, and the sword and heart are connected. (Note: After learning one word, you can exert the power of the intermediate level of the earth level. When three words are gathered together, you can reach the high level of the earth level. Thousands of sword words are condensed, which is enough to arbitrate for eternity.)]

Xuanyin retreated.

After carefully studying this fighting skill for a moment, Yang Shou slowly opened his eyes, with a look of ecstasy on his face. He did not expect that the Shangqing Sword Technique obtained through deduction would not only be a heaven-level fighting skill at the beginning, but also reach a higher level later on. It would be an understatement to say it is never-ending.

When you practice to the highest level of purity, everything in the world is like a word, and all living beings are like swords.

At the same time, the power of this fighting skill is not inferior to even the emperor-level fighting skills, and can even surpass it!

I am afraid that only Xiao Yan's Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus, which is a fusion of all the different fires, can compete with this Shangqing Sword Art.

It was really an unexpected gain. Yang Shou was thinking a lot. He thought that the first generation swordsman who came to Wanjiang Pavilion was also an amazingly talented person.

He spent his whole life working hard to create the Three-Word Sword Technique. He can be called a master of swordsmanship, and it is not an exaggeration to say that his name will go down in history.

As for the "plug-in" for upgrading fighting skills, it gave him the most intuitive feeling, like a dimensionality reduction strike, deducing from a higher perspective and evolving new fighting skills.

In the following time, Yang Shou devoted himself to it physically and mentally, holding the Vientiane Heavenly Sword in his hand, using the void space as the drawing paper and the surging sword fighting energy as the ink to write the sword characters.One stroke after another, the sword-type fighting energy in the body is aligned with the flow of the sword-type fighting energy throughout the body, and then all the sword-type fighting energy is gathered into the Heavenly Sword...

Two months passed quickly.

Faced with the coming crisis, everyone in Wanjiange always tensed their hearts.

Even Lord Jian had a worried look on his face. It was actually his senior brother who was too powerful and invincible.

The current hope is the new sword leader recognized by the sword spirit in the Qiankun pen.

Together, the two of them might be able to stop the Bone Sacrifice Master.

Suddenly, high in the sky above Wanjiang Pavilion, the space was violently distorted, and rich spatial fluctuations spread out from it.

"Good junior brother, I can only be the master of Wanjiang Pavilion. If you surrender, you can still survive."

A low and hoarse voice slowly came out from the twisted space.

Vaguely, a bone throne emerged from the space. On top of the bone throne, a figure wearing blood-colored bone armor and a bronze ghost face slowly stood up...

Between the heaven and the earth, the blood-colored bone evil sword energy flies freely!

When Master Sword heard the words of the visitor, his face changed slightly and his eyes became sharp: "Sword Bone!"

On the Bone Throne, Jian Gu mocked and said, "Junior Brother Yan, you are well."

As he spoke, he shook his head contemptuously, "It's been two months, why haven't you made any progress?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an aura that dominated the entire Wanjiang Pavilion suddenly erupted, directly overpowering the Lord Jian.

Faced with such coercion, Master Jian was startled, his face solemn, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Seven Star Dou Master..."

The strength of the current sword bone has increased by two levels compared to two months ago!
How did it do it?
Sword Bones leaned lazily against the Bone Throne, seeming to be listening to the cries of the souls beneath the bones, with a contented look on his face, enjoying this moment extremely.

He had paid a heavy price to gain his current strength. When he saw Master Sword's performance, he was filled with crazy pleasure.

"Have you thought about it, junior brother?"

"For the sake of immortality, I'll give you one last chance."

Master Jian did not hesitate at all and refused decisively: "Even if you kill everyone in Wanjian Pavilion, we will not surrender."

After saying that, he lowered his head and said in a cold voice to the nearly tens of thousands of Jiange disciples who had gathered: "Listen to the order!"

"Construct the Big Dipper Sword Formation!"

Hearing the cold shout that resounded throughout the world, the elite disciples of Wanjiang Pavilion moved quickly, stood at the four corners, and responded to the shout in unison with tacit understanding.

After a moment, wisps of sword energy poured out from the heads of these Wanjiang Pavilion disciples.

A steady stream of milky white sword energy rose into the sky, finally covering almost the entire sky.

At first glance, it looks like a sea of ​​swords.

The Sword Master stands in the center of the sword sea and controls the overall situation.

"Elders, give me a helping hand!" Looking at the sword energy that filled the world, the Sword Master shouted coldly again.

Following his order, the other elders of Wanjiange went to their corresponding positions one after another, while the seals in their hands kept changing.

The sea of ​​swords fluctuated violently, and the sword energy condensed rapidly, forming into seven giant white swords nearly a hundred feet in size.

The seven hundred-foot-long white giant swords are distributed according to the direction of the Big Dipper. Their sword energy overlaps and merges into one.

(End of this chapter)