The weapons of the Divine Weapons Pavilion on the first floor looked unremarkable. They didn't have a strong aura, they were just mediocre placed.
Xu Zimo walked in, and there was a slight smell of rust in the air. Disciples of the True Martial Sacred Sect rarely came here to pick up weapons, so many mortal weapons made on the first floor were dusty on the surface due to a long time.
At the door of the first floor, an old man was sleeping in a recliner. He witnessed the arrival of Xu Zimo and his guards. He looked with interest, and then said: "You can choose any weapon inside, one person can only choose one. Just tell me when you leave."
After speaking, the old man turned around and went to sleep with his eyes closed.
"What is your attitude inu?" Zhang Chongtian said angrily.
"It's okay." Xu Zimo shook his head, looked at the old man deeply, and walked in.
He didn't have much choice, and walked straight to the corner of the wall, where the wall was covered with an abundance of weapons.
Swords, spears, sticks and weapons that are rarely heard by ordinary people. In short, there are all kinds of weapons.
Xu Zimo gaze was drawn by the mediocre sword in the lower left corner of the many weapons.
The blade is 5 Chi (0.33 m) long. The blade looks very sharp, and the blade is slightly curved.
It weighs more than ten kilograms in the hand, and the handle of the blade is separated by ripples, and is extremely heavy in the palm.
"This is all," Xu Zimo took his sword right under the shocked gaze of Zhang Chongtian, the guard, and walked towards the old man at the door.
The old man woke up and looked a little reluctant. He glanced at Xu Zimo chosen sword and said, "Okay, it's yours now. Come out, don't disturb my sleep."
Xu Zimo nodded, didn't say much, wrapped the scabbard behind his back, then left.
"By the way, his name is Tyrant Shadow," the old man voice behind him suddenly sounded.
"Tyrant Shadow, of course I know." Xu Zimo smiled at the corner of his mouth, and without looking back, his silhouette gradually disappeared like the wind.
...
Xu Zimo was sure that he would remember what his father said in his life.
"A true swordsman is someone who can awaken spirituality in the sword and then obtain spirituality approval."
In his previous life, Xu Zimo didn't care about this sentence at first. According to him, any weapon is just a tool to kill. That was all, and there was no need to give it any other meaning.
Until the battle of the Concealed Dragon Gorge Stream, Tyrant Shadow was cut by the protagonist Chu Yang weapon.
At the moment when the blade broke, Xu Zimo actually felt the scream from the weapon.
Only then did he come to his senses, but unfortunately it was too late.
...
Then Xu Zimo returned to the small courtyard where he lived. He sat cross-legged and started cultivating.
In his previous life, the first time he cultivated was the [Dying Out Art] of the Three Blades Immortal Emperor.
After cultivating to the limits of the Emperor Vein Realm, Xu Zimo had already set foot on his Heavenly Martial Dao Path.
Leaving the [Dying Out Art], he began researching, reasoning, and creating his own completely new cultivation technique.
Xu Zimo named his cultivation technique [Only I am Absolute Secret Art].
This cultivation technique focuses on the past, present, and future.
After the Great Achievement, the origin of time can be traced back to the past self and future self, spanning across multiple spaces and times.
It was a pity that in his previous life, after this cultivation technique was cultivated to the God Vein Realm, Xu Zimo discovered that he had a knot in his heart and couldn't break through in the slightest.
That was why he went to Chu Yang to resolve the knot in his heart, but did not expect him to suffer such a miserable defeat.
But this rebirth has left Xu Zimo with more inspiration for the future and the past.
He believed that he would definitely be able to perfect a cultivation technique and step into the realm above the God Vein Realm.
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Concluding your own cultivation technique is the last resort every cultivator should take, because no matter how powerful the cultivation technique left behind by others, it can only be used for reference. Impossible 100% fit for you.
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Xu Zimo continued to deduce and cultivate in this way until dawn.
Even though he stayed up all night, he still felt full of energy.
This is the advantage of cultivation. He was now a 9th level Mortal Realm. Even if he didn't sleep for 7 days 7 nights, he would just feel very tired.
...
The sky is clear, Lin Ruhu came to the Wild Goose Southern Peak early and came to play with Xu Zimo.
He carried a large sack behind his back, his expression looked like that of a thief, and he took one step at a time while turning his head left and right, as if he was secretly watching something.
...
"Ruhu, what's wrong with you?" Xu Zimo finished washing his face and asked curiously.
"Big Brother Zimo, I will show you a good thing." Lin Ruhu laughed, opening the sack on his back.
There were 2 faint chicks wrapped in a sack.
The two chickens were all golden yellow, the combs were dark purple, the feathers were neatly lined up, and the tails were bright red.
The mouth of the chicken is like jade, transparent and pure. The impression of these two chickens at first glance is indeed extraordinary.
"Medicine Way Saint Chicken?" Xu Zimo asked in surprise: "Where did you get it from?"
"Ah, I went to Heavenly Gorge Peak Grand Elder in the morning to find Liao Ruyan, and then I saw these two chickens thrown on the ground, feeling pitiful, so I took them out." Lin Ruhu opened his innocent eyes while blinking his eyes.
"You stole it?" Xu Zimo said suspiciously.
"How can a scholar business be called stealing," Lin Ruhu argued unconvincingly, "I took it casually."
"It doesn't matter to me, it is the pet of the Grand Elder." Xu Zimo smiled indifferently and said to Lin Ruhu: "I heard that Medicine Way Saint Chicken grows by eating spiritual medicine. Every piece of their flesh contains rich spiritual energy."
"There happened to be two chickens, one boiled in brown sauce and the other steamed. "
"Good, good," Lin Ruhu said excitedly as he licked his lips.
"This Medicine Way Saint Chicken uses ordinary firewood to boil it. It's a waste," Xu Zimo thought for a moment and said to his guard Zhang Chongtian: "Go to the Ancient Medicine Peak and cut some branches of the Spirit Tree."
"Young master, those Spirit Tree medicines are Second Elder favorite," Zhang Chongtian said embarrassedly: "If Second Elder finds out that I cut off the branch, he will definitely cut off my bark."
"No," Xu Zimo explained: "At this time, Second Elder has to peek at the female disciple bathhouse in the outer sect, and won't find you."
Zhang Chongtian hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Young master, if something really were to happen, you should summon all of your supporters."
"Don't worry, it doesn't matter," Xu Zimo assured: "Also, you are my guard, not my partner. Make this relationship clear, your words can easily misunderstand others."