Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 88: One Dual Core
Even without the terrifying sword energy guarding it, how easy would it be to obtain this inherited light ball that could repel monsters?
Just as Wang Chen approached, the ball of light vibrated and a tremendous power suddenly burst out.
This is a kind of ancient and vast oppression, a sacred majesty that cannot be desecrated.
The sphere was flickering and twinkling like stars, reminding Wang Chen of the sword light that was shining in the monster's belly.
The sharp sword energy was about to burst out, strangling the scum who dared to approach into ashes.
"Be swallowed by the evil demon or be merged by me, it's your choice." Wang Chen gave it his all and suddenly said loudly.
As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Chen clearly felt the sword light around the light ball stagnate slightly.
"We can communicate." Wang Chen was delighted and continued.
"You know that sooner or later you will not be able to resist the evil demon's devouring. Even next time, the evil demon will be able to devour you after it recovers from its injuries. As the supreme heir of the human race, are you willing to accept this?"
Wang Chen threw a compliment.
The ball of light apparently paused.
If you merge your skills with mine, not only will you still exist, but I promise that I will find a way to pass on the Qiankun Sword Technique.
After Wang Chen finished speaking, he looked at the ball of light.
One man, one ball, they just stood there in silence.
After an unknown amount of time, the light of the ball of light finally slowly dimmed.
"Done?" Wang Chen's heart moved and he reached out his hand cautiously.
Sure enough, there was no more cutting from the sharp sword energy.
He was delighted and his ancestral energy was slowly released.
Whoosh! When it touched the ancestral energy, the ball of light instantly shrank to the size of a golden needle and drilled into his body.
The sudden darkness made his eyes go dark and he could not see for a short time.
Before he could react to what was happening.
Amid the crackling sound, a sound like frying beans rang out all over his body.
I don’t know how many bones in my body were broken.
The pain surged up like a tide.
ah!
The sudden pain made him lose his voice instinctively, but he held it back for a moment.
boom!
The golden light shot straight up to the sky. In the severe pain, he activated his True Immortal bloodline to fight against the boundless suffering.
No one ever told me,
"Swallowing the inheritance is so painful!"
Roar! His golden hair danced wildly and he roared madly to relieve the pain in his body.
The golden light illuminated the entire dark space.
The human body is fragile, and the Qiankun Sword Sect's inheritance is extremely powerful. Even if it does not resist fusion, how can two different magic techniques coexist peacefully in the human body?
At this moment, two golden lights appeared in Wang Chen's sea of consciousness, competing with each other.
Every time they touched each other, his body trembled and he felt as if his whole body was about to be shattered into pieces.
This is the Six Paths Sword's instinctive rejection!
Wang Chen discovered this problem, and his intuition told him a terrible possibility. If he couldn't solve this problem, he would be shattered in an instant!
In the world of cultivation, practitioners can only practice one inherited law, because the inherited martial arts must have corresponding true energy to drive it.
For example, the inheritance of the Qiankun Sword Sect requires the Qiankun Sword Art. All disciples must at least be promoted to inheritance disciples before they can receive the inheritance power and practice the Qiankun Sword Sect's inherited sword art.
The Six Paths Sword also requires specific inherited true power.
Once the two inheritances are practiced at the same time, the true energy in the body will instantly come into violent conflict, which can lead to the person becoming possessed and becoming a disabled person at the very least, or dying on the spot at the worst.
How could I have any Six Paths of True Power? My ancestral energy is the power of all inheritance!
With a thought, the golden sea of energy in Wang Chen's body slowly turned into gray ancestral energy.
The severe pain finally eased.
Slowly, the two seas of qi, one gold and one gray, slowly merged together, and finally entangled and merged with each other, turning into qi threads that rose like smoke and flowed through the limbs and bones.
The broken bones in the body slowly recovered under the nourishment of these two strange true forces.
After recovery, the bones were as smooth as jade. When looking inside, they had a faint edge like a sword.
"This is……"
"Fenggu?"
Wang Chen found it a little unbelievable.
According to legend, the sharp bone is cultivated by some sword practitioners who have to nourish the sword energy in their bodies for decades before they can achieve it.
His bones are as strong as a flying sword. With every move he makes, sword energy emerges naturally, sharp and unmatched.
Wang Chen was delighted and guided the two inheritances to merge more carefully.
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Qiankun Sword Sect, Lingtian Peak.
From afar, you can see the top of the peak is decorated with lights and countless spiritual stones light up the peak, making it brilliant.
If one flew a sword in the sky, one could see shadowy figures of people amid the bright lights. From time to time, cultivators would come flying in from the sky and land on Lingtian Peak, creating a bustling scene.
The disciples passing by looked at him from afar with complicated expressions in their eyes. They all knew that Ling Tianfeng was celebrating the birth of his second core disciple, Jun Mo.
"The leader of the Xichen Sword Vein and Ou Chengfeng have arrived."
As an inner sect disciple finished singing in a drawn-out voice, Jun Mo came out with his fist clenched.
At this moment, Jun Mo was wearing a white robe, with a red jade pendant hanging from his waist, and he looked very happy. He was handsome to begin with, and now he was even taller than before.
"I am honored to have you, Master Ou." Facing the master of the famous sword vein of the Qiankun Sword Sect, Jun Mo dared not neglect him , not to mention that there was also a core disciple in the other party's sword vein.
"Jun Mo, Jun Mo, the last time we met was seven years ago. At that time, I remember that you had only achieved Nirvana three times. Now I simply cannot believe that a junior from the inner sect who aimed to become a successor disciple now become a core disciple of our sect. Your future is limitless. The younger generation is truly formidable!"
Ou Chengfeng laughed loudly, with a rough and bold aura.
"Master Ou Mai, thank you for your praise. Please come in quickly." Jun Mo remained calm and dignified regardless of praise or criticism.
"Brother Ou, I haven't seen you for many years."
As an extremely powerful voice came from the hall, a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance and well-proportioned figure strode out and welcomed Ou Chengfeng in.
It was Liao Tianyuan, the leader of the Lingtian Sword Vein.
The inner sect disciples at the side couldn't help but look at the two of them a few more times. Including Ou Chengfeng, there were already more than a dozen sect leaders who came to visit. These sect leaders were all big shots in the Qiankun Sword Sect, and every time a big shot came, he would bring all kinds of top-grade treasures and elixirs as gifts, which made them stare with amazement.
When Jun Mo became a disciple of inheritance, there was no such grand occasion. Only core disciples can be said to have a truly promising future in the sect.
"The leader of the previous sword vein, Huang Cheng, has arrived."
"The leader of the Wusen Sword Vein, Xu Mingxuan, has arrived."
"Core disciple Zhan Tang has arrived."
…
The sound of the singing was filled with real energy and could be heard throughout the reception hall.
"Whenever I can have such a glorious day, it will be worth it." In a corner of the hall, there was a big round table, around which sat a group of disciples.
Jun Mo became the core disciple, and all the other disciples dared not to come.
At this moment, except for Jiang Yu, all the disciples of the inheritance were sitting together.
It's just that Jun Mo was busy welcoming guests and looked very happy, so he had no time to pay attention to them, which made the disciples who wanted to make indirect attacks and ask Jun Mo to not forget them if he became rich and powerful quite bored.
"Each class of disciples has eighteen people, and only one can become the direct disciple. How can it be that easy? Unless you are as gifted as Senior Brother Jun Mo, you should face reality."
"Don't be like that idiot Jiang Yu. He was clearly a waste, but he couldn't see himself clearly. He insisted on showing off in the trial, and finally lost his life."
Zuo Han said this with resentment. After he finished speaking, he remembered that the guy who had insulted him many times was now dead. He felt very happy and picked up the spiritual wine at hand and kept inviting everyone to drink.
Once the topic of Jiang Yu is started, it is bound to be difficult to stop.
"snort."
"The inherited disciple Luo Yun sneered. Jiang Yu caused several troubles when he came back this time. I didn't mention the one during the sword sacrifice ceremony. Later, I heard that he had understood the jade disc without words. At that time, I was wondering if Jiang Yu really had the capital to be so arrogant. Now it seems..." Luo Yun didn't finish his words, but a playful smile appeared on his face and he kept shaking his head.
"Now it seems that he is just an idiot who doesn't know when to advance or retreat." You see how arrogant he was during the sword sacrifice ceremony, and now he is dying because of his own arrogance.
Another disciple Chu Xiong said that he had a bad temper and was already very angry when he was scolded by Jiang Yu during the sword sacrifice ceremony.
"Cheers to Jiang Yu's death!" Zuo Han shouted.
A group of disciples raised their glasses loudly, attracting the attention of other tables.
"Are they talking about Jiang Yu?"
"Yes, that's the one who died in the inheritance trial."
"How could a disciple of the inheritance die in there? Is there something wrong with his brain..."
There was frequent discussion during the banquet.
Occasionally, a few discussions reached Jun Mo's ears, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Everything I have is thanks to Brother Junhou, what about him?"
Jun Mo suddenly looked around and saw that the room was full of guests, but Jun Hou was nowhere to be seen.
