Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1548 Xuanyuan Wu's Letter

Chen Mo had never heard of Yan Wushuang, one of the top ten disciples in the inner court, and was curious about his strength. He originally had the qualifications to become an elite student, but he was willing to stay in the inner court for his younger sister.

Afterwards, Chen Mo separated from Wu Jiang and others, and returned to the training place to practice. He obtained a large amount of martial arts essence, which is equivalent to a walking martial arts pavilion, except that there is still a lack of training resources.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Chen Mo thought about what happened a few days ago.

"I was severely injured by Gui Yu. When I returned to Bahuang College, I seemed to hear the words Hualongchi, but because I was not of sufficient status, I couldn't enter Hualongchi."

"Who the hell saved me?"

After Chen Mo woke up, his intuition told him that the person who rescued him was definitely not the senior management of Bahuang Academy.

Xuanyuan Wu and Xuanyuan Hao had already left the Bahuang Academy before Chen Mo woke up.

The senior management of the academy did not tell Chen Mo the reason, but they were still curious that Chen Mo could wake up.

"Could it be that Xuanyuan Wu saved me?"

Chen Mo's mind gradually became clear. After he woke up, he found that his own strength had been greatly improved.

Originally, Chen Mo's Taiyin Qi was not strong enough, but now he feels that Taiyin Qi is extremely cold, and needs to use the power of the five elements to reconcile Yin and Yang, so Chen Mo has reason to believe that Xuanyuan Wu saved him.

Looking at the storage ring on his hand, Chen Mo gradually raised eyebrows.

The storage ring, which Chen Mo has seen before, is the storage ring on Xuanyuan Wu's hand.

However, this storage ring has a powerful divine sense blockade, which cannot be broken by ordinary Taoist monks, but Chen Mo is different, his spiritual sense is stronger.

With a thought, Chen Mo's consciousness infiltrated into the storage ring. At the beginning, the storage ring erupted with a mysterious light. With the persistence of Chen Mo's consciousness, Chen Mo's consciousness of the storage ring was broken by Chen Mo.

Buzz!
In the next second, Chen Mo broke his mind to open the storage ring, and a lot of information came.

"Extreme quality spirit stones, tens of thousands."

"There are hundreds of fairy stones."

Chen Mo's face was startled, the storage ring has priceless wealth, and it is a resource for cultivation.

Moreover, there are not a few magical weapons inside, and the most important thing is a lot of natural materials and earthly treasures.

Originally, Chen Mo was still worried about resources, but at this moment, he felt that he got rich overnight.

The wealth of the storage ring is enough for Chen Mo to practice for a while.

"Wu'er, Chen Mo will never forget your kindness and virtue. If there is a day to see you again, I will sacrifice myself to repay it."

Chen Mo couldn't calm down for a long time.

It doesn't matter what the purpose of Xuanyuan Wu giving him so many resources is.

The important thing is the life-saving grace among them, the food that has been rubbed.

Besides, Chen Mo is not a heartless person.

Xuanyuan Wu treated him kindly, and he kept it in his heart.

Later, Chen Mo found a letter in the storage ring.

Take it out and have a look:
"Brother Chen Mo, when you read this letter, I am no longer by your side. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. I am very happy to meet you. I have been protected by you many times. I still remember you telling me that my life is worth ten." Is it a fairy stone?"

"Speaking of which, I was also angry at that time, but I know that you are short of resources. Unlike me, you don't have to worry about resources. After leaving, I will leave some resources for you. I hope you can quickly improve your strength. Wait for us When we meet each other, I hope to have a different you, but in my heart, you will always be my brother."

After reading this letter, tears welled up in Chen Mo's eyes.

"Silly girl, since I am your elder brother, how can you be worth ten immortal stones?"

"You can give me hundreds of fairy stones, but now I owe you everything."

Chen Mo touched his nose, feeling very sad.

He somewhat regretted the choice he made at the beginning, and actually went to haggle with Wu'er for the ten fairy stones.

Everything has two sides, and Chen Mo doesn't know whether it is good or bad.

However, Wu'er, the younger sister, Chen defaulted on.

After calming down, Chen Mo emptied out the weapons of the storage ring, and each of the weapons with mysterious light contained spirituality.

These are Xuanyuan Wu's treasures.

"I use longswords. These are good weapons, but apart from longswords, there are not many weapons worth my use."

Chen Mo removed the rest of the weapons and began to screen the long swords.

"The Glazed Jade Girl Sword, ranks fifth, contains the power of ice attributes, and comes with martial arts that can be frozen for thousands of miles."

"Autumn Leaf Sword, with one sword out, the wind blows up the sky, the leaves fall, and eats life. The sword body is extremely spiritual, and it is blessed with wind attributes. It comes with martial arts.

"The Heavenly Wolf Sword is full of hostility, and the person who controls it needs to have a strong mind, otherwise it will lead to madness, and even death."

"Soul Devouring Sword, the Sword of Slaughter, the sword sees blood...!"

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Chen Mo kept choosing long swords, and he found that each long sword contained a kind of martial skill.

These martial arts have already been used by others, so they contain martial arts.

Although this kind of sword is good, Chen Mo is unwilling to choose it. The sword used by others already contains a kind of martial skill. What Chen Mo needs is a long sword that no one has used before.

In this way, Chen Mo can also bless a martial skill by himself, and cultivate a perfect weapon.

It's just that among the many weapons, there are martial skills, and Chen Mo has ruled out too many weapons.

In the end, there was only one long sword that looked very ordinary, and I didn't try it.

"Thousands of choices, is there really no weapon that suits me?"

It's not that Chen Mo's eyes are higher than others.

Rather, he knows that when a swordsman chooses a weapon, he has to go through thousands of choices.

After thinking for a while, Chen Mo looked at the last long sword.

This sword has been covered in dust for a long time, and it exudes a simple and simple atmosphere. The sword body and the hilt seem to be integrated, and the mysterious light erupts, and even more fierce aura is permeated.

Wherever it is placed, an invisible sword energy will be released.

"Good sword, this sword is probably not used by anyone before, so it has such a sword spirit."

After the selection just now, Chen Mo also has a certain understanding of swords. The weapons used by others all have the aura of strangers, so Chen Mo has no desire to control them.

The last ancient sword, seems to have a mighty spirit that lasts forever, waiting for someone to control it, with a domineering and extraordinary sword spirit.

"That's it."

Chen Mo flicked the sword body with one finger, and there was a buzzing sound, and the fluctuation spread, causing the rest of the long swords to mourn, as if they had met the king of swords and dared not resist, which made Chen Mo sure that it was a good sword.

Chen Mo held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and lifted it vigorously. The ancient sword was as heavy as Mount Tai, and it didn't move at all.

"So heavy?" Chen Mo had already exerted great strength, but he couldn't hold the sword in front of him.

To say that Chen Mo is weak is definitely a mockery of Chen Mo.

You know, Chen Mo has refined the Dragon Blood Pill, and the Snow Lotus of the First Beginning, plus Chen Mo has the Five Elements Physique, the superimposed strength of his body has already exceeded a million catties, and it is no longer a problem to open mountains and rocks.

However, the sword that Chen Mo can't even hold is too weird.

"Could it be that this sword needs a drop of blood to recognize its owner?" Chen Mo's eyes were filled with brilliance.

(End of this chapter)