The abandoned cannon fodder girl's path to immortality

Chapter 98 Nineteen Falling Sounds

"I swear, I will never have any thoughts of harming Chen Jinshu, otherwise I will be wiped out in an instant!" The sword spirit's childlike voice came, which made Chen Jinshu feel a lot more at ease.

"It's so straightforward, there won't be any other traps." Chen Jinshu still had some concerns in his heart, but compared to before, they were much less.

She stuck a Vajra Talisman on her body. If the sword box attacked her again, she would open it immediately and then place the Luqiqin in front of her.

In fact, she had the self-defense jade pendant given by her master, which could withstand several attacks from the Jindan cultivator, so she felt somewhat confident.

But such self-defense measures should be used as little as possible, after all, they are consumables.

After a while, Chen Jinshu walked around the hall of the room and came to the backyard from the side.

Then I saw that the wooden box was opened at some point, and the sword box floated out from it, suspended in a golden barrier.

"Can't this sword box be taken out? The attack can actually penetrate the barrier."

Chen Jinshu couldn't help but think as he looked at the intact formation barrier.

In fact, her worries were unnecessary. If the sword box couldn't escape from the formation barrier, how could it cause any harm to her?

The power of those sword strikes just now was only at the level of the late stage of Qi training.

It seems that although there is a sword spirit in the sword box, it has been trapped for a long time and its spirituality has been worn out to a great extent.

"Come out of the sword box! Let me see your face." Chen Jinshu shouted vigilantly towards the sword box in front of him that was flashing a blue halo.

When Jianxia heard the sound, he immediately turned towards Chen Jinshu.

Then a blue light emerged from the sword case and turned into a blue sword phantom that appeared in front of her.

"It really is a sword spirit!"

Chen Jinshu looked at the blue sword shadow that was only three inches in size and as thick as two fingers and found it a little funny.

The small blue sword spirit struck the golden barrier and said to Chen Jinshu in a pleading tone, "Human! Please let me out. I've sworn an oath, and my strength is weak. I just want freedom!"

"Can you still exist if you leave the sword box?"

Chen Jinshu ignored its pleading and asked curiously.

"Yes. My essence was severely damaged the moment it separated from the sword. But it was worth it to avoid being contaminated by that vicious sword. This sword box is just my temporary shelter. I can leave, but not for too long."

"Tell me about your origins. If I'm happy, I might let you out."

"Okay!" The little blue sword spirit shook its body slightly and compromised helplessly.

……

Half an hour later, the white mist from the hot spring in the backyard brought Chen Jinshu back to his senses.

At this moment, she looked at the little blue sword spirit with a complicated look.

The sword body of this sword spirit is called Xuanqiong Ice Sword. It was cast a thousand years ago by a large sect called Jianguang Sect. It was built with the ice soul of the thousand-year-old cold pond as the main material.

However, one day when the Xuanqiong Ice Sword was about to be completed, the ancestor of the Demon Sect suddenly attacked the Jianguang Sect and took away the sword, intending to use the lives of 100,000 monks to forge the legendary evil sword, the Xuanqiong Demon Sword.

The sword spirit was born when the Xuanqiong Immortal Sword was about to be forged. Unexpectedly, as soon as its self-awareness was born, it witnessed the atrocities of the Demon Sect slaughtering the world of cultivation.

Seeing that the immortal sword was about to be contaminated by tens of thousands of evil spirits and become bloodthirsty and murderous, the sword spirit did not hesitate to damage its origin and left the sword body and possessed an ordinary cold jade sword box.

The sword spirit finally awoke after an unknown number of years, but discovered that the sword box had been sealed in a wooden box by someone, and it had no spiritual power and could not recover its original power.

It was unknown how long it had been before Chen Jinshu finally dug it out from the bottom of the hot spring, giving him a chance to take a peek at the scenery outside.

During this period, after the wooden box lost its restrictions, the sword spirit was able to recover some of its original power by absorbing spiritual energy.

When Chen Jinshu heard Jian Ling's story, it seemed that there was not much connection between him and the previous mistress of Mo Meiyuan.

"Is this your first time out?" Chen Jinshu asked hesitantly. "Yes. The sword box is sealed in a wooden box. If no one opens it, it can't come out."

"Swear an oath."

"I, the Sword Spirit, swear that this is the first time I've been released in a thousand years."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jinshu was puzzled as to why the alchemy genius senior sister suddenly turned to swordsmanship.

Since it was not affected by the sword spirit in the sword box, it means that something else big happened.

However, it had been a long time since the incident and she was unable to find out the inside story.

"As a sword spirit, you might as well stay in the sword box and fully restore your essence before coming out." Chen Jinshu said to the blue sword spirit who was eager to come out of the formation.

"I have to find a spiritual sword and become its sword spirit so that I can recover faster. Otherwise, it will take who knows how long if I just rely on absorbing the spiritual power of the earth veins." The sword spirit bent the shadow of the sword.

"If you go out now, where can you go? You might be captured by the monks."

"Human, do you want to make a deal with me? I know a lot of swordsmanship, and I will exchange it with you for a spiritual sword." The sword spirit suddenly became a little timid after hearing this.

"How can you know so many sword techniques if you were not born out of the sword body?"

"I already have spiritual intelligence, but I don't have a spiritual body yet. My sword has been nurtured in the Sword Sect for a hundred years, and I have been influenced by it."

"I'm not a swordsman. Swordsmanship is of little use to me." She shook her head slightly.

"I remember a sword technique that was fused with rhythm. It was incredibly powerful and unstoppable."

The blue sword spirit looked at the guqin in front of Chen Jinshu and said.

"A sword technique that incorporates rhythm? That's quite interesting."

Although she is not good at swordsmanship, she is good at music. Swordsmanship combined with music may be suitable for her.

Of course, she couldn't reveal her thoughts in front of the sword spirit.

She casually threw a spiritual sword into the formation and said, "I took pity on you and reluctantly gave you a sword to restore your essence."

"Recite the sword techniques to me."

"Shang Yin picks up the sword spike, and Yu Yin shakes the sword grid!..."

Chen Jinshu couldn't help but frown after hearing this. Although this sword technique was combined with music, it was not a piano score, but just a simple mnemonic.

If she wanted to perform it, she had to adapt it into a sword song herself.

After a moment, she memorized the sword technique's formula with her extraordinary memory acquired through practice.

"Nineteen Falling Sound Styles! It's a nice name. But transforming it into a sword song is a bit difficult!"

"Man, isn't this sword technique good? I heard that the elder of the Sword Sect used this sword technique to subdue many enemies."

"It's a little useful, I guess. But not much. I use the zither, not the sword. This is swordsmanship, so I still have to use the sword." Chen Jinshu said with a chuckle.

However, she also used the spirit sword to assist herself, so this sword technique with rhythm might be easier for her to learn.

"Don't worry, this spiritual sword isn't of high grade, so I'll use it to trade for this sword technique."

Chen Jinshu couldn't help laughing when she saw the sword spirit transform into a blue stream of light and enter the sword after hearing her words.

She glanced at the spiritual sword that was glowing with blue fluorescence, but still chose not to open the formation. She turned around and returned to the front yard.

She planned to transform the "Nineteen Falling Sounds" into a sword song, so that she could use it as a killer move in the competition. When her master heard the sword song, he might look at her differently.

(End of this chapter)