Chapter 905 The real sword genius

Just as Yao Tianjun doubted the authenticity of his identity, the space in front of him suddenly changed.

A figure suddenly appeared among countless treasures and artifacts.

This figure is transparent, and it is a projection of someone's soul.

And this person, Yao Tianjun knew.

"Junior sister?"

"Long time no see, senior brother."

The figure gradually became a little solidified.

Unlike the sword fanatic played by Yao Tianjun at this time, the junior sister seems to have not been eroded by time, and her appearance is still the same as when she was separated many years ago.

"I've been waiting for you, senior brother."

The junior sister's eyes were a little complicated.

“Why are you here?

What's going on here?”

Yao Tianjun's face was solemn. Although he had long guessed that the situation of this junior sister might be extraordinary.

After all, the female ghost who was killed by him leaned over to her back then. The old Taoist priest once said that the junior sister's situation was special, but the specific method was not very clear about the specific method. Since the script time spanned too much this time, he was not particularly clear.

"This... is the treasure house of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, and I am the spirit of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords."

The junior sister's words were amazing, which made Yao Tianjun stunned.

"You are the spirit of the weapon?

So you are the incarnation of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords?"

Yao Tianjun felt that what was happening in front of him was a bit absurd.

He had always longed for the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, but he never knew that the other party was by his side.

However, when the junior sister heard this, she suddenly shook her head gently.

"I am different from the spirit you know. The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords is too powerful. It does not have its own incarnation and spirit. I am just a weak spirit born under its will. Simply put, it is the relationship between the master and the servant."

Yao Tianjun nodded slightly.

The Demon had talked about this matter with him at the beginning.

There are many types of artifact spirits. Although most artifact spirits are one with the artifact themselves, just like Xiaoqian, there are still some artifacts in this world that are too powerful, so that there is no soul in the world that matches it. At this time, the artifact will create some artifact spirits with part of its power.

This kind of weapon spirit can sense the artifact itself, but they will never become the true body of the artifact.

“So what does it mean to show up now?

Instruct me to find the real Lord of Ten Thousand Swords?

Or, what's the test?"

Yao Tianjun knew that it would be so easy to get the true Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, and his eyes suddenly became much more serious.

"There are naturally tests, but now I am just a wisp of residual soul. If I want to start the test, I have to wait until the contemporary spirit arrives."

"Contemporary Artifact Spirit?"

Yao Tianjun raised his eyebrows. Can this thing be passed down from generation to generation?

"I would like to remind you that you know this person. She has some of the abilities of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, which is that she can control any magical weapon without conditions."

The junior sister suddenly blinked mischievously, and then her eyes floated.

"She's here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Tianjun felt another figure walking out of the tunnel behind him.

This figure is Ran Qiye who has disappeared for a long time before.

At this time, Ran Qiye was completely different from the uncontrollable ones she had on weekdays.

Logically speaking, she would be surprised to come to this familiar dream place, but in fact, her behavior was like a puppet that was manipulated, with expressionless face and eyes unconscious all the way to the junior sister.

It was not until the junior sister's figure gradually integrated into her body that Ran Qiye's eyes regained their spirits.

Unlike the ethereality in the past, this time, Yao Tianjun saw a pair of vicissitudes of eyes that seemed to have experienced countless years.

"So this is my mission."

Yao Tianjun also showed a hint of unbearable expression on his face.

He noticed that Ran Qiye's body was slowly fading like her previous junior sister, which meant that she was also changing back to a pure weapon spirit.

what does that mean?

This means that once Yao Tianjun completes the test, this generation of spirits may disappear like a junior sister.

Although he didn't spend long time together, the girl still made him feel a little pity for her.

Her existence ends up just to guide Yao Tianjun here, which is really sad.

However, when I thought that as long as I passed the test, I could get the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords and successfully suppressed the Xuanyuan Sword in his body that had been threatening him, Yao Tianjun quickly let go of the useless women's kindness.

"Let's get started."

Ran Qiye did not answer, but instead shone his eyes, his feet floated up in the air, and slowly floated to a wall in the secret room.

He stretched out his hand and touched it gently on the wall, and a smaller secret room hidden behind him appeared in front of Yao Tianjun.

The light in this secret room is very dim, and some strange words and murals are engraved on the surrounding walls.

In the middle of the empty ground, a very gorgeous sword was inserted there.

"Is this the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords?"

Feeling the supreme power emitted by the free pickup body, a black line flashed in Yao Tianjun's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Ran Qiye, whose body was transparent, merged into the sword.

Yao Tianjun only felt that the scene in front of him had changed again.

This is an endless blank world.

As Yao Tianjun moved his steps, some green grass that had just grown tender buds began to appear on the ground.

Then the torture green began to spread continuously, and the scenes around him continued to change like a world that was activated.

Until the world in front of him turned into an endless grassland, blue sky and white clouds, as well as a figure walking from a distance.

This man was wearing a Taoist robe that was exactly the same as Yao Tianjun, holding the familiar ancient sword in his hand.

Yao Tianjun still remembered that this sword was buried by him after the old Taoist priest died. At this time, he should have used the pure steel sword.

"Sword Madness?"

Looking at the face that was basically the same as me, Yao Tianjun suddenly realized.

So the final test is to face the real sword fool?

Yao Tianjun felt more and more that this time the script was extraordinary.

In the past, he only needed to play one role, ignoring whether this role really existed. Anyway, he was that role from the moment the scene began.

But now, the prototype of the role he played actually appears here, and things are becoming more and more interesting.

He pulled out the pure steel sword behind him and looked at the other party's calm eyes.

Yao Tianjun moved.

Two sword fools, one true and one false, never said anything, but they all saw the tremendous fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

Bang!

The two swords collided in the air, and the wind seemed to become more noisy.

The next second, countless sword lights enveloped the entire field, and the attacks between the two people were fatal, without any fancy.

If Yao Tianjun used to be still not confident in his own swordsmanship, now he has integrated his true self into the sword cynic.

The so-called swordsmanship has never been so fancy, dedicated, and fatal.

Puff ~
Chapter completed!