Rewrite the myth and become the Taoist!

Chapter 52 The Real Dark Star Realm
"However, in the Dark Star Realm, I turned into a sword and was able to rewrite it... It's really strange."

“I am not annihilated…”

When Ning Xunqiu held the magic sword, he resonated with it. The magic sword was an extension of his body. No matter how far away he was, he could feel it "beating" like his heartbeat. It was a very strange feeling.

He did not die, or rather, he died and came back to life, surviving in a very special way.

Become a "conscious" life similar to the "Modo World".

"The magic sword is more like a weapon creature like a spiritual weapon... But I don't lack weapons. I need martial arts from other worlds to feed me back, or cultivation resources like the "Return to the Void Heaven Spirit Seed"."

Ning Xunqiu knew very well what he wanted.

For a Qigong practitioner, eight hundred years in the Qingxu Realm may be just an ordinary retreat; the time is really too short.

It is not easy for him to find a perfect path in the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.

"Excalibur? Red gem? The woman said the Excalibur can sense the "real realm". How strong is the power it exerts? The Dark Star Realm must have a completely new cultivation system."

Ning Xunqiu pondered for a moment, his eyes slightly fixed.

He did not choose to open a new world. The random world was too much of a gamble and could not solve his current predicament.

"Moreover - the magic sword can bring me insights into life. Using a little bit of my luck is equivalent to ten years of cultivation. It is definitely worth it."

"Add more weight."

He looked at the Tianyan Book and picked up his pen to write.

[I turned into a magic sword. I shared the memory and talent of "Qingxu Realm Sword Demon Ning Wushuang", so my consciousness was awakened from the chaos and I could perceive the outside world with the "Sword Demon's Eyes".]

[Do you want to use two points of luck permanently to rewrite this period of your life? ]

"rewrite."

【Luck permanently decreases by two points.】

【Luck: 21~71.】

……

[I sacrificed my soul to the sword, lost everything, and was used as a fire stick by a lame chef in "Beixuan County·Longfeng Tower". He just thought that this black wood, which is neither iron nor gold, is very resistant to burning. ]

[Suddenly, in the endless silence, I felt a mysterious memory pouring in, "Seventy-two Sword Techniques", "White Clouds in the Sky", "I reached the third realm of martial arts at the age of sixteen, unparalleled in the world, defeated all heroes at the age of twenty, defeated the master, slaughtered the martial arts world before the age of thirty, and dominated the world...]

[When Jin was defeated that year, I was disheartened and became a beggar in Baiyun City. I no longer cultivated my internal energy and my body had long since decayed. In the end, I died in the fight between the Jin court swordsman and three thousand armored soldiers.]

[A sharp and blurry figure slowly turned around. He was wearing a green robe, and his eyes were indifferent and dead. He had no sword in his hand, and he just stood quietly in the void. In a trance, it seemed as if he turned into a sharp sword and slashed at me.]

【That’s another me. 】

[I am Ning Wushuang, I survived and I accepted everything. ]

[Neither sad nor happy, neither life nor death...]

[I woke up from despair and found peace.

I quickly accepted the fact that I had turned into a sword, and I knew that this was probably my "golden finger".

I can actually share all the memories and talents of another self. If I can share talents and memories with a few more selves from other worlds, wouldn't that be...

However, the triggering conditions of this golden finger seem a bit strange. Wouldn't it be that the innate memory will only be shared after the other self dies?
I keep this in mind.

Then he began to look through the cultivation methods in the Sword Demon's memory.

Ning Wushuang?
The last generation of Qingshan, life is like a shooting star passing by, a flash of fireworks, but it seems that I am worse off than him.

This "golden finger" came too late. It had to wait until I was pushed into the furnace by Zhuang Xinyao and turned into an immobile sword before it came? And in Ning Wushuang's memory, those superior skills "Seventy-two Paths of Vertical and Horizontal Swordsmanship" and "White Clouds and Empty Space", please ask, now that I have no hands or feet and cannot move, how can I practice these skills?
How do I take revenge?

It's such a rip-off. 】

"Do you think I don't want to be a human? But this is the established reality of the Dark Star Realm and cannot be changed. It's good enough to have a clear consciousness."

Ning Xunqiu sighed when he saw that "himself" actually started to complain.

Zhuang Xinyao's expending energy on forging the divine sword must be related to the essential power of the Dark Star Realm.

A force that can even influence the situation in a country.

He should be able to use this to quickly get in touch with the essence of the Dark Star Realm, but unfortunately, because he forced the divine sword to be transformed into the magic sword before his death, its value was too low and he was directly abandoned by Zhuang Xinyao.

He continued to look down.

[Forget it, let’s just look outside]

[I looked at the outside world with the "Sword Demon's Eyes", and what came into view were quaint buildings. I initially judged that they were from ancient times. At this time, a lame middle-aged man was using a magic sword to add firewood.

"Seeing" and "hearing" are really great happiness, and it would be even better if I could feel the truth. A thought emerged in my mind: Can I "take over" the sword holder? How can I achieve this? 】

[I could vaguely sense the emotional fluctuations in the lame man's heart. There seemed to be some kind of indescribable connection between us, although this connection was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.]

[Since the lame man used the magic sword for seven consecutive days, he naturally became the "sword bearer" of the magic sword. Surprisingly, he did not fall into madness because of this, but became more calm and composed. ]

[I have to find a younger "sword bearer" and start a new life.]

[After another thirty days, I learned through scattered information that the lame man was called Liu Xiu. He used to be a centurion of the Beixuan Army. His three sons all served in the Beixuan Army. Unfortunately, they died heroically on the battlefield. Now, only his sixteen-year-old grandson Liu Wei is left at home.

Relying on the Liu family's military achievements.

Liu Wei was able to study and practice swordsmanship at the "Haohong College" and achieved remarkable results. He has been rated as the "Seventh Chief" for five consecutive years, and the chief in his last year. Upon graduation, he will be eligible to become a "Hidden Dragon", exempt from tuition fees, and receive more resources from the college. He has the opportunity to become a "Swordsman" in his lifetime. 】

[Regarding Liu Wei's achievements, neighbors often chat with Liu Xiu and praise Liu Wei for his future success. This seems to have become Liu Xiu's greatest pride.]

【I silently kept this information in mind.】

[A few days later, Liu Xiu also realized the extraordinary nature of the cold "magic sword" and he was no longer troubled by nightmares. He gradually realized that this might be a precious treasure, so he quietly took it back home.

At night, he and his grandson Liu Wei practiced the basics of "swordsman", a very simple quick sword, which is a simple and fast sword technique. I only took a few quick glances and mastered it completely, without any extraordinary power.

Until late at night, Liu Xiu began to teach Liu Wei a breathing technique - "Breeze Breathing Method".

That is a very special frequency.

buzz~
At that moment, an indescribable resonance emerged between Liu Xiu's soul and the "Sword Demon's Heart Eyes".

It was as if an invisible thread was pulling his consciousness through the barriers of reality and into a dark realm that was both strange and vast.

This is a place without boundaries and ends, as if it is the other side of the universe, a boundless void.

In this space, Liu Xiu felt an unprecedented loneliness and insignificance. His consciousness floated here like a speck of dust drifting in the endless universe.

Liu Xiu and I looked up and caught a glimpse of strange ghosts and beasts of various shapes wandering in the void.

These strange beasts are covered with strange scales or shells, and they travel between galaxies, chasing light and shadow.

It seems to constitute a huge cosmic forest.

Here——is the real "Dark Star Realm"!!】

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(End of this chapter)