"How did he figure it out?"
"It's impossible.
I don't even know where Yan Liren comes and goes with his sword.
What's more, according to Yan Liren, he only inspired a 'sword intention'.
Could it be that he can sense the strength of the sword through his sword intention?"
Material?"
"Are you mistaken?
It's amazing, isn't it?"
The minds of the surrounding monks had been crushed countless times by Yan Liren.
Now they just took a breath and were crushed again by Li Yao's extremely exaggerated statement.
They were shocked.
He's almost out of shape!
Yan Liren took back the foot he had just stepped out, turned around with his short and fat body, looked directly at Li Yao again, and said word by word: "How do you know?"
"You just 'killed' me once with the sword's intention."
Li Yao touched his neck, "My throat can still taste the wind and frost on your sword.
Wouldn't it be ridiculous if you still can't tell what exactly 'killed' me?"
"I just didn't expect that the Ziji Sword Sect has many magical weapons made from various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and even ancient secret swords passed down from the prehistoric era, including the three ancient swords you just used to duel with the 'Fantian Seal' The swords inside are all treasures that monks all over the world are eager to see through, but you disdain these magic swords, but you prefer a mediocre short sword made of almost ordinary iron!"
"This is my first sword."
Yan Liren pondered for a moment, seeming to think that Li Yao was a person worthy of explanation, and said slowly, "I got it when I was nine years old, and I have never been separated from it for a day.
Over the years, I don't know how many times I have touched it.
How many times have I waved it, not only have I become familiar with every step of it, The weight, shape, softness and hardness of the place, including the speed and power it can inspire when it cuts into the wind at a slight angle, and even the different feel after it stabs shields, armors, psychic shields, flesh and bones, everything.
Everything has been taken to the extreme by me!”
"As you said, it has truly become an extension of my limbs and a part of my life!"
"Although those three ancient secret swords have been refined by me for decades, they were not specially made for me after all, and they were used by ancient gods and demons.
They are too powerful and consume a lot of spiritual energy and divine thoughts.
There are too many and it’s very difficult to control!”
"It's as if I'm not controlling the three ancient secret swords, but they are searching and attacking on their own after devouring my essence!"
"Wielding such a sword is like a three-year-old child wielding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
No matter how destructive it is, how can it be called the 'strongest sword'?"
Li Yao was moved!
Yan Liren's words have already revealed signs of breaking through the ancient cultivators' myths about ancient treasures and slowly developing towards modern concepts of cultivation!
That’s right, in the prehistoric era, no matter how good the Pangu clan’s things were, they were all created specifically for the Pangu clan and were not human’s own.
To blindly worship them and use them directly might achieve temporary power, but absolutely It's a dead end!
There is no superior magic weapon.
Only the magic weapon that suits you is the strongest!
It's a very simple truth, and maybe everyone can understand it, but when an "extremely powerful" ancient treasure is really in front of you, how many cultivators can resist the temptation and not become its slaves?
?
"You have actually cultivated to such an extent..."
Li Yao murmured.
"I only realized it recently."
Yan Liren smiled and said, "In recent decades, like others, I was shocked by the power of the three ancient secret swords.
I tried my best to conquer them, refine them, and control them, and I almost paid for it.
The price of life!"
"In the past few years, I had a sword duel with Wang Xi every year.
Until the last time, he saw that I was becoming more obsessed, impetuous, and crazy every year.
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He couldn't help but give me some advice.
This sentence has just made me suddenly wake up from the abyss and realize it!"
"It turns out that the strongest sword has been by my side for a long time.
Why should I leave the sharp blade that belongs to me alone and pick up scrap metal that others don't want?"
Scrap copper and iron...
Li Yao was deeply shocked.
In the prehistoric era, the super weapons used by the Pangu tribe and the Titan Soldiers were called "scrap copper and rotten iron".
I am afraid that only "sword crazy" can have such courage!
"My cultivation level is actually slightly inferior to Qi Zhongdao."
Yan Liren continued, "It's just that I have given up the scrap metal of the prehistoric era and found my strongest sword, but Qi Zhongdao clings to the so-called 'Fantian Seal'.
I am too greedy for the power of this ancient treasure, but my hands and feet are restrained by it, and I am unable to exert my highest level!
" "Perhaps, in the absence of the 'Bantian Seal', it is possible for a stronger 'Iron Saint Qi Zhongdao' to emerge, right?"
"It's a pity that he is burdened by his false reputation and is unwilling, afraid, and unable to make such an attempt!"
Li Yao was silent.
He didn't know whether Yan Liren's words made sense.
However, the body of "Bantian Seal" is a gravity generator, and it is not actually a weapon.
Its operation method and psychic energy supply mode are not suitable for use by individual soldiers.
This is true!
In order to exert the exaggerated power of "Fantian Seal" with his own strength, Qi Zhongdao must have paid a price that others could not imagine.
Is this price worth it?
The conversation between the two made all the cultivators fall into deep thought, especially Qi Zhongdao, who was under the banner of Taixuan Dao.
On his thin face as black as coal, there were patches of green and white.
This man was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.
The monk's breathing became very rare and rapid!
"I see."
Li Yao breathed a long sigh of relief and said sincerely, "Sure enough, the sword is really good!"
Yan Liren did not deny it, and stroked the hilt of the sword very gently, "In my hand, it is indeed a good sword."
"It's a pity that this good sword has been 'seriously injured'."
Li Yao changed the topic and suddenly said, "Although it is a peerless magic weapon that you have made with your hard work and soul since childhood, and is integrated with you, but after all, it is made of low-level materials such as Ziying copper and Hanshan iron.
Made from scratch, the foundation is not good.”
"When you practice the sword, your speed and strength reach the extreme, which causes great damage to the sword body.
Over time, the inside of the sword will be covered with extremely fine dark patterns!"
"What's even more terrible is that four inches and two inches below the tip of this sword has been severely damaged.
There is a chip the size of a grain of rice on the left side."
"Although it seems to be an insignificant small chip, there is actually a very serious crack running across the sword body.
If you are not careful, this chip will be used as the starting point, causing the sword tip to break completely!"
"From my perception, you should have thought of ways to repair or even recast this sword, but it was unsuccessful.
You just applied a few reinforcing spiritual patterns on the surface to barely maintain it.
I'm not wrong!"
All this time, Yan Liren's big white steamed bun-like face had no strong expression, as if the whole world except "sword" was not worthy of his interest.
Until Li Yao said these words, the face of this peerless swordsman finally showed a "stunned" expression like an ordinary person!
Even several Nascent Soul sword cultivators and senior swordsmiths from the Ziji Sword Sect in the distance stood up from their seats and looked at each other in disbelief!
"You, how do you know!"
Yan Liren stuttered!
Li Yao smiled and said calmly: "I also know the reason why you are unwilling to recast this sword."
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"Because you have been with this sword day and night all your life, you are very familiar with its outline, weight, center of gravity and feel.
All your sword moves, mental techniques, formulas and magical powers are all centered around the current shape and form of this sword.
Those who practice with weight have reached the most perfect state!”
"Once this sword is recast and more precious natural materials and earthly treasures are used to fill the gaps, repair the chipping, and strengthen the sword body, it will inevitably lead to extremely subtle differences in the sword's length, thickness, and weight."
"For a 'swordsman' like you, even if the sword after recasting is only half a hair longer than before, or slightly heavier than an ox hair, or even the center of gravity is moved up or down by half a point, it will still matter.
It is absolutely, absolutely unbearable, because then it will break the 'perfection' you have worked hard to cultivate all your life!"
"Oh, I made a mistake."
"Not only is your sword made of ordinary material, but the casting method is also rough.
The weight on both sides of the sword spine is unevenly distributed, with the left side being slightly heavier!"
"This is not a perfect sword."
"But you have spent your whole life getting used to this imperfection, adjusting your body into the same imperfect shape, making positives out of negatives, to match this sword!"
"If we recast it and 'correct' this imbalance between the left and right, it will be counterproductive.
Instead, it will cause a slight 'flaw' in the seamless relationship between it and you!"
"This is the reason why you are unwilling to repair and recast the sword even though you know it has many internal injuries, right?"
The situation has been completely reversed!
Just now, it was Yan Liren who had been suppressing Li Yao and guiding the rhythm of the conversation between the two.
No matter how hard Li Yao struggled, he was still like a fish swimming in a cauldron!
But now, when it comes to the flaw of this sword, the two of them have reversed the situation.
Li Yao fights back, but Yan Liren completely falls under his control!
Of course, to the onlookers who were unaware of the truth, the conversation between the two was like telling a story - they didn't even pull out the sword, they just felt the "sword intention" with their necks, and they felt so many things. ?
Who believes it!
Moreover, isn’t this Master Lingjiu a sorcerer?
Aren't the Wuman monks the best at playing with snakes, raising ghosts, and playing with miasma and poisonous mist?
Where did he learn so many skills about flying swords?
Yan Liren did not deny it, but took a step forward and said excitedly: "Not bad, so what!"
"Not really."
Li Yao said calmly, "If I say, I can help you recast this sword, using the strongest and most sophisticated materials in the world to strengthen it, but make its length, weight, outline, center of gravity and even the original casting even worse."
The unique feel caused by those flaws has been perfectly preserved and is absolutely the same as before the recasting.
Fellow Daoist Yan, do you believe it or not?”