Volume 12 is missing Chapter 32: There is More Than One Sword Hidden (Part 2)
"Hidden...weapon?" Lu Qingshan repeated.
Zang Xiaojian nodded.
"Can you explain it in detail?" Lu Qingshan had already guessed something in his mind, but he didn't dare to be too sure.
"Look." Zang Xiaojian gestured to Lu Qingshan, then stretched out his right hand.
With a whoosh, the sword flashed, and a pitch-black long sword appeared in her hand.
Three-foot sword!
But it is not exactly the same as the three-foot striker twenty years ago.
Twenty years later, the three-foot sword was only a low-grade celestial weapon.
But now, the quality of the three-foot sword has reached the middle-grade heavenly weapon, and is even close to the upper-grade heavenly weapon.
This is not surprising.
If Zang Xiaojian is a swordsman.
The natal sword and sword cultivation are meant to complement each other and grow together .
But the problem is that Zang Xiaojian just clearly said that she is not a swordsman.
"All magic tools have their own spirituality, the only difference is how much," Zang Xiaojian said, "The magical power of our Zang family is to melt all magic tools into the body."
"After the magic weapon is melted into the body, the spirituality contained in the magic weapon will be released. This spirituality is enough to help us quickly improve our cultivation."
"In a sense, as long as I have enough powerful magic weapons, there is no upper limit to the speed at which I can improve my cultivation."
“Besides, this is just the initial stage.”
"As my cultivation deepens, I can even completely dissolve the magical instruments that are smelted in my body, allowing them to completely combine with my flesh and blood, so that part of my body has the various characteristics of the magical instruments that were dissolved."
Zang Xiaojian demonstrated it to Lu Qingshan.
As soon as she thought about it, the three-foot sword sank into her right hand.
Then Zang Xiaojian gently waved her right palm, and a brilliant sword energy slashed out diagonally, forming a white light curtain, and her palm, at this moment, was showing the same dark color as the three-foot sword.
Of course, Zang Xiaojian has not yet reached the state of completely eliminating the magic weapon in his body.
But there is a three-foot blade hidden in her right hand, which is equivalent to holding a three-foot blade in her hand. She is not afraid of the chopping of the divine weapon and can still hurt the enemy.
The human arsenal...
Hearing this, a very appropriate adjective emerged in Lu Qingshan's mind .
What is a mobile arsenal? This is it!
“This magical power allows us to possess all the characteristics of magical weapons. So many times, the combat strength of our Zang family members often depends on the magical weapons melted into their bodies.” Zang Xiaojian said.
After all, after the cultivation level is improved and the magic weapons in the body are completely eliminated, the Tibetan monks are equivalent to human-shaped weapons.
"You are a sword cultivator, you should know best that among all the magical instruments in the world, the sword is the best in terms of killing."
"In the eyes of our Tibetan ancestors, rather than refining a wide variety of magical instruments and possessing a variety of fancy special abilities, it is better to kill and attack with extreme precision."
"Therefore, our ancestors chose swords as the first choice for our collection of collections and designated them as island weapons." Zang Xiaojian revealed another secret, and Lu Qingshan finally understood why there were so many swordsmiths on the island.
"This magical power is too powerful," Lu Qingshan sighed, and then looked at Zang Xiaojian with a sharp gaze, "So, what are its limitations? Or in other words, what is the price to pay?"
If such a supernatural ability is not restricted, it would absolutely go against common sense.
Zang Xiaojian wrinkled his nose and said, "There are three restrictions."
She raised a finger and said, "First, hiding weapons on one's body has restrictions on the number and quality of magic weapons."
"Very reasonable." Lu Qingshan had expected this.
If there were no limit to the number of hidden weapons one could possess, with the number of hidden weapons stacked infinitely, the collectors would have long been invincible in the world.
"What kind of restrictions?"
"The so-called hiding one's weapon in one's body is actually more correct to say hiding one's weapon in one's orifices."
"Knack?" This was something Lu Qingshan had not expected.
"Yes, the reason why we can hide weapons in our bodies is because there are acupoints in our bodies that can accommodate magic weapons."
"One acupoint can only hold one magical weapon."
"Also, the number of these acupoints is limited."
"Like me," Zang Xiaojian said with a proud look, "I was born with eighteen orifices."
"My father said that this is extremely rare even in the history of collectors."
Could it be that she is also a protagonist in one of the original plots?
Lu Qingshan looked at Zang Xiaojian, who had his chin slightly raised, with a strange look, and this thought flashed through his mind.
"That's amazing." Lu Qingshan, who has raised Gu Yiyi for so many years, has already mastered the methods of dealing with the little girl, and he immediately praised her at the right time.
It is indeed remarkable.
Eighteen orifices, that is the eighteen swords...
Just looking at the number, although they are not sword cultivators, they are better than sword cultivators.
Zang Xiaojian was very happy to receive the expected praise, and then said: "As for the limitation of quality, it is due to our own reasons."
"As I said before, after melting the magic weapon into the body, the spirituality contained in the magic weapon will be released to help us improve our cultivation. If we refine a magic weapon of too outstanding quality when our cultivation is low, its powerful spirituality will be something we will never be able to withstand."
This is easy to understand. It's like a weak patient who cannot adapt to strong tonic drugs and may even suffer from them... Lu Qingshan nodded secretly.
"When I was in the foundation-building stage, the limit of the magic weapon I could refine was a low-grade heavenly weapon. The three-foot sword just fits my tolerance."
"It can be considered a coincidence." Lu Qingshan sighed.
"The second restriction." Zang Xiaojian raised his second finger.
Zang Xiaojian thought for a moment and gave an example, "The warriors in the secular world have stronger bodies than ordinary people, so they often have to eat more food to keep their bodies running."
"When the weapons are melted into the body, especially when the weapons are melted into the flesh and blood, these weapons are equivalent to becoming a part of our body. Their power is incomparable to the physical body. Similarly, this means that we also have to bear a huge energy consumption."
"I haven't reached the stage of transforming the magic weapon into flesh and blood, but my father has. According to my father, he can no longer rely on practice to improve his cultivation. Because for him, the energy he gains from practicing the exercises is just a little surplus after paying for the consumption of the magic weapon." Zang Xiaojian said with emotion.
To explain it scientifically , when the magic weapon is transformed into flesh and blood, the collector is like suddenly gaining a body of "muscle", and the metabolism increases dramatically. Daily "eating" just makes up for this gap so that they don't "lose weight", but it is impossible to "gain muscle" again.
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
After gaining the powerful strength brought by the magic weapon, one must naturally bear the huge consumption brought by it.
Compared to practicing, the way of gaining power through hiding weapons is faster and simpler, and even stronger than most people, but it is not perfect.
But for most people, this is the "perfect" talent.
Yes, it has an upper limit in the later stages, but so what?
Even if one has reached a bottleneck and has stopped improving, one is already stronger than countless people in the world.
"What about the third restriction?" Lu Qingshan found that Zang Xiaojian stopped moving.
"The third point..." Zang Xiaojian seemed a little embarrassed, and finally puffed up his cheeks and said, "My father said that due to the special physique of our Zang family, it is extremely difficult to continue the bloodline, and it is especially difficult to have offspring, so our Zang family has been a single-line inheritance for many generations."
No wonder there are only three collectors so far... Lu Qingshan thought to himself, and couldn't help but sigh at how difficult it is to pass on the collection.
With a talent for hiding treasures, it seems that there will never be a lack of successors among collectors. Each generation can grow rapidly. In addition, as the art can be passed down from one person to another, resources can be fully concentrated on one person.
However, a single-line inheritance also means there is no room for error.
As long as someone in any generation encounters an accident, the collection’s inheritance will be cut off.
In this light, it makes no sense for Zang Xiaojian to have appeared in the South China Sea with his cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
"How many swords do you have hidden in your body now ?" Lu Qingshan asked curiously.
"Eleven." Zang Xiaojian gestured, feeling very proud.
Only insiders know insider business.
Of course, the most fun thing about this kind of thing is to show off to sword cultivators.
Hearing this, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but look at Zang Xiaojian's petite body again. It was hard to imagine that there were eleven swords hidden in it, and one day they would become a part of her body.
He shook his head and sighed.
Hide the little sword, hide the little sword, you have hidden more than one sword.
