Chapter 229： Fuxing

Chapter 229

Kendo, the way of sword repair.

Only when the sword is used to the extreme, not only the human sword is one, but also the way of one's own, is it possible to realize the sword.

There is another possibility, and that is the talent and natural sword repair.

Obviously, Mu Wushuang is a born swordsman, even if he is awakened again, he still realizes her kendo-killing kendo.

As a sword sect, Qingyun Jianzong uses swords for all his disciples, but none of them, including the Supreme Elder, 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!

"There is still half a month left from the Zongmen Grand Competition. We are not in a hurry to recruit disciples, nor are we in a hurry to screen for places. We first grab resources, first of all the unpleasant sects, such as Dragon Claw Sect and Shizong Sect."

"The reason why we are not in a hurry to screen places is because we can directly pick out 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. They are also the first disciples who swore to me. I also believe. They are the most loyal disciples to the sect."

Mu Wushuang stood in a dominant position and talked slowly.

"Inheritance... Inheritance?! Good apprentice, right?"

Wu Ji suddenly jumped from the chair.

Several elders also looked at her in shock.

"Master sister got the inheritance?!" Cang Yang was even more surprised. When he swore at Jianzhong before, he said congratulations to the master sister for obtaining the inheritance of Jianzong. However, his words were just to convince more disciples to convince her. Said, rather than really feel that she has gained inheritance!

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 sword arts that suddenly flew into her hand after she awakened the Azure Cloud Sword.

Wu Ji Zi took the Yu Jian and used his divine sense to see that it was really the Azure Cloud Sword Art!

The elder Taishang and the other elders looked at each one, and after a while, all the elders burst into tears.

"Fuxing, the lucky star of my Qingyun Sword Sect!"

The 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. The old man believes that you can lead the sect to prosperity. I hope the old man can live. See that day."

"Yes," she said.

"Your lifespan is still three years away. Within three years, I will definitely make the reputation of Qingyun Jianzong spread throughout the universe. Besides, I am an alchemist and will not let your lifespan be exhausted."

The elder Taishang nodded with satisfaction, but did not take the words behind her to heart. There are so many alchemists in the Cangming Continent, and they have never heard of anyone who can refine the elixir to extend spiritual life. Ah, now it's a dying body. I just hope that in the rest of my life, I can see the prosperity of the sect.

"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." The elder Tai Shang said.

"Tomorrow morning, I will lead the juniors to Jianzhong to pick up swords. In the afternoon, we will go to Longclaw Gate to beat him off guard."

Mu Wushuang said, she even felt the sword on her wrist heating up, and it wanted to kill.

"So fast?"

Yao Qingxindao, dear, this is too fast! If you say grab it, grab it without any hesitation!

"It's so fast, if the juniors were all drunk, I would like to move out 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 his disciples and went to Jianzhong.

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 Jian Tomb, they saw from a distance that Grand Sister was holding 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, 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 mightily.

"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, "You choose the sword, the sword chooses the person. It's not that you can take out which sword you want. The sword in Jianzhong is not That's so easy. Brother Cang, you are the first to pick."

"Yes, thank you, Master Sister!" Cang Yang nodded and came forward first.

He looked at the sword mound for a while, and 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 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!"

The disciples were all excited as if they had been beaten up with blood, all gearing up to pick up their swords.

It's just that a disciple went up and stretched out his hand to the sword he liked. Who would have thought that he did not pull the sword out even though he tried to suckle.

Xiao Xuanxi encouraged him: "Uncle, come on, try hard like pulling a carrot!"

Mu Wushuang picked up Xiao Xuanxi and said to the disciple: "Swords can also pick people. This sword is not suitable for you. Go pick other swords."

"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, which meant that 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.

Xiao Xuanxi had been taken back by the Little Flower Fairy.

Mu Wushuang said to all the disciples: "Our sect has limited resources, and that's why the cultivation of the juniors has stagnated. Then, do you want resources?"

"miss you!"

Below in unison.

"Then we will grab it!"

"Okay!" He said in unison.

After speaking, all the disciples were puzzled.

"Huh? What to grab? Where to grab? Why would I say yes?"