Chapter 911 Carry the small world with you


    Lu Yang woke up and found himself lying on the ground, and Yun Mengmeng was looking at him with concern.


    "How long have I been in a coma?" Lu Yang''s mind was a little confused. He only remembered that he was exhausted from beating and then lost consciousness.


    "Please take ten breaths." Yunmengmeng lives a casual life and is never very sensitive to time.


    "Lu Yang, take this pill." Elder Jianlou rushed over and quickly took out the best pill to restore Lu Yang.


    The elixir is refreshing and swallowed into the stomach, and the whole person feels as if soaked in water, cool and comfortable.


    Lu Yang was awake and was helped up by Yun Mengmeng. He meditated on the spot, practiced his skills, adjusted his breathing frequency, and was able to move freely soon.


    His mental strength is already comparable to the fusion period, and he will soon return to normal after exhaustion.


    As the Immortal Sword Spirit, Mingtai recovered very quickly.


    "Senior Brother Lu Yang, I admire him." Mingtai walked over and said, he used all his trump cards in the battle just now, but he still lost to Lu Yang, and he was convinced.


    This is also the character of all sword cultivators. They are straightforward. If they win, they win, and if they lose, they lose. There is nothing to be embarrassed to admit.


    "No, it''s just a lucky chance." Lu Yang said modestly. The Wanjian he used in the end was just a try, whether it was successful or not.


    Many sword cultivators watched that battle and had some insights, so they did not dare to delay and meditated on the spot.


    The opportunity was rare. The original plan to go to the sword library after the sword questioning session was over, and the elders of the Sword Tower took action and arranged a formation to prevent the sword cultivators from disturbing the outside world, so as to give them more insights as much as possible.


    The sword cultivators were all in seclusion, but Lu Yang became the most idle one.


    "Speaking of the Mingtai Hanguangsword, I can even be invisible, will my Qingfeng sword have no other function?"


    Lu Yang carefully looked at the Qingfeng Sword. The Hanguang Sword was just a fairy treasure. His Qingfeng Sword was a serious immortal weapon and Wu Yao''s sword. In theory, it should not be of high quality, and it should have any special functions.


    "Yes, isn''t this sword quite spacious? Other swords don''t have this treatment." said the sword spirit of Qingfeng Sword.


    "What does it mean... Wait, Fairy, are you saying there is another space in the Qingfeng Sword?" Lu Yang reacted.


    The Immortal Fairy rolled her eyes: "Or where do you think I am living?"


    Lu Yangxin said, Fairy, you have great magical powers, and I thought you were really attached to the Qingfeng Sword.


    You are moving in.


    "Wait, Benxian will pull you in."


    The immortal fairy thinks Xiao Yangzi is stupid and can''t even enter the door, so she should just pull him in.


    Lu Yang disappeared in place, without a trace, and the Qingfeng sword fell to the ground with a bang.


    "Is this the inner space of Qingfeng Sword?" Lu Yang turned around in surprise and looked around.


    "To be precise, this is called Qingfeng Sword creating a small world." The immortal fairy uses more professional words.


    In the small world of Qingfeng Sword, there is a lot of spiritual energy, mountains and flowing water, beautiful environment, isolated from the world, like a paradise.


    Lu Yang was standing on a bamboo raft, down the river, and the mountains retreated like slides.


    The bamboo raft was made by the immortal fairy when she was bored while she was a sword spirit, so she cut down a large area of ??trees.


    "How is it?" The immortal fairy was proud, not sure whether she was showing off this small world or showing off her own bamboo raft.


    "That boy named Wu Yao has some skills and makes the Qingfeng Sword look good."


    "I''ve always had this small space?" Lu Yang was surprised, and he didn''t expect that he had always underestimated Qingfeng Sword.


    "It''s true that there has always been one, but it was the sealing stage before. You couldn''t get in. It was only after you reached your level of cultivation that you opened the seal and entered here."


    Lu Yang felt a little comforted, but it was because the seal was not untied, not because he didn''t recognize the goods: "When did the seal be untied?"


    "During the Nascent Soul Stage."


    “…”


    Lu Yang looked at the immortal fairy quietly, his eyes were self-evident.


    The Immortal Fairy was embarrassed by the Minister of the Zhu Kingdom and smiled embarrassedly: "Didn''t I think Xiaoyangzi, you know that Qingfeng Sword has room, so you are too lazy to come in."


    "After all, there is nothing fun about this place except for the beautiful scenery."


    Lu Yang thought about it, and he didn''t need to carry the small world with him.


    If there was a small world in my previous life, every flower and grass here would be a spiritual medicine, and any plant would be a shocking wealth.


    Otherwise, you will farm in a small world, where you are full of spiritual energy, and you will definitely mutate when you get the seeds, and then you will be able to shock everyone when you get them.


    Unfortunately, I didn’t have a small world in my previous life, and it would be a waste of time to travel to the world of immortal cultivation.


    Lu Yang turned around in the Qingfeng Sword and left the Qingfeng Sword.


    After about half a day, the sword cultivators ended in seclusion one after another, and communicated with each other and felt more rewarding.


    The value of this sword questioning ceremony is worth meditating once, which is comparable to the experience of swordsmanship for several years. The battle between Lu Yang and Mingtai allowed them to see the future path of swordsmanship.


    The sword cultivators found Lu Yang and Mingtai one after another, expressing their gratitude, Xue Shilou and Kunqiu are among them.


    After the last sword cultivator''s retreat was over, the owner of Guan announced that the third and last stage of the ceremony would begin.


    "You should all hear that the swords left by the sages of all generations are stored in the sword library of my sword tower. After you enter the sword library, if you are destined to be, the spirit sword will follow you and you will be the main one. I will never stop it."


    "After you''re exhausted, my sword tower will recycle the spiritual sword."


    "If you don''t have the chance, please don''t force it. I know that some of you are born with divine power and can pull out the spiritual sword."


    "If Lingjian people get angry because of this, Jianlou will not be responsible for any accident."


    A group of sword cultivators praised the righteousness of the Sword Tower. Even if other swordsmen have spiritual swords, they would rather wipe out the spiritual sword''s spirituality than give it to outsiders to use.


    "Since you have no objection, then let me do it."


    The owner of the post walked in front and led everyone into the bottom of the sword tower.


    All the sword cultivators were very nervous. The recognition of the spirit sword master was based on fate, realm, or talent. There are some examples in history: an ordinary cultivator was recognized by a very powerful spiritual sword master, and since then he became an ordinary sword cultivator.


    The sword library is a huge hole, like someone used a sword to cut a piece of space below the sword building, without any decoration, quite primitive, with only a top night pearl on the top, which has been lit for ten thousand years, providing a light source for the sword library.


    All kinds of spiritual swords were inserted into the sword library at will, some on the ground and some on the wall. This was not because the sword tower didn''t care about the spiritual swords, but because these spiritual swords themselves liked to be placed like this.


    "I don''t know how many spiritual swords can recognize their master this time." said an elder.


    The owner of the post manager on the side said, "Maybe there is not a single one."


    "Ah? Why?" the elder was puzzled.


    The owner of the post looked at Mingtai who walked into the sword library and said, "Don''t forget Mingtai''s identity, Supreme Sword, the elder brother of all the spiritual swords. The sword library is no different from the harem for him."


    (This chapter ends)