Dark Beast Summoner

Kendo, the way of swordsmanship.

Only when the sword is used to the extreme, not only the man and the sword are one, but also the way of one's own, can it be possible to realize the way of the sword.

There is another possibility, that is, a natural talent, a natural sword cultivator.

Obviously, Mu Wushuang is a natural sword cultivator. Even if she realizes it again, she still realizes her swordsmanship - killing swordsmanship.

As a sword sect of Qingyun Sword Sect, all the disciples use swords, but none of them, including the elders, have realized their own swordsmanship.

So when they learned that she had realized her own swordsmanship, several elders became more enthusiastic towards her, and they had a vague sense of listening to her commands.

She said grab it, then grab it!

"There are still half a month left before the sect competition. We are not in a hurry to accept the disciples or screen the places. Let's grab resources first, and first look at the sects that are not pleasing to the eye, such as the dragon claw gate Shizongmen and so on."

"The reason why we don't rush to screen the places is because we can directly pick out the bravest disciples at the time of grabbing resources, so as to avoid unnecessary competitions."

"And I said that I am not in a hurry to accept apprentices because I plan to let all our current disciples learn the inheritance of Qingyun Sword Sect first. They will always be the brothers of the latecomers, and they are also the first batch of disciples who swore an oath to me. I also believe that, They are the most loyal disciples of the sect."

Mu Wushuang stood in the dominant position and talked slowly.

"Inheritance... Inheritance?! Good disciple, did you hear me right?"

Wuji suddenly jumped up from the chair.

Several elders also looked at her in shock.

"Eldest sister has obtained the inheritance?!" Cang Yang was even more surprised. When he swore in the sword mound before, he had said congratulations to the eldest sister who obtained the inheritance of the sword sect. However, his words were only to convince more disciples of her. Said, not really feel that she has obtained inheritance!

After all, the inheritance was cut off 10,000 years ago. The swordsmanship of the Qingyun Sword Sect now is a top-quality exercise that was bought by the one-time head after the inheritance was cut off with huge sums of money.

Mu Wushuang stretched out his hand, with a jade slip in his hand.

This jade slip was a set of god-level sword art that suddenly flew into her hand after she woke up the Qingyun Sword.

Wujizi took over the jade slip and used his divine sense to see that it was really the Qingyun Sword Art!

Elder Taishang and several other elders all looked at it, and after a while, the old man burst into tears.

"Fu Xing, the lucky star of my Qingyun Sword Sect!"

The elder Taishang said excitedly to Mu Wushuang: "In the future, Qingyun Jianzong, you and the head will have the final say, you are the lucky star of our sect, the old man believes that you can lead the sect to prosperity, I hope this old man can still live. See that day."

"Yes," she said.

"You still have three years of your lifespan. Within three years, I will definitely make the reputation of the Qingyun Sword Sect spread throughout the universe. Besides, I am an alchemist and will not let your lifespan run out."

The elder Taishang nodded in relief, but did not take her words to heart. There are so many alchemists in the Cangming Continent, and they have never heard of anyone who can refine the elixir to prolong spiritual life. Ah, now it is a dying body, and I only hope that in my lifetime, I can see the prosperity of the sect.

"Just listen to Wushuang, our Qingyun Jianzong will not fight for nearly ten thousand years, it is time to snatch resources for the disciples of the sect." The elder Taishang said.

"Tomorrow morning, I will lead the younger brothers to the Sword Tomb to pick up swords. In the afternoon, we will go to the Dragon Claw Gate to catch him by surprise."

Mu Wushuang said that she even felt that the sword on her wrist was heating, and it wanted to kill.

"So fast?"

Yao Qing said in her heart, "My dear, this is too fast!" If you say grab it, grab it without the slightest hesitation!

"How fast is this, if the juniors and brothers are not drunk, I want to empty the warehouse of Longzumen tonight."

"Cough cough, it's really tough." Yao Qing whispered, but it felt very exciting, and he was going to join in the fun tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Cang Yang gathered all the disciples and headed to the Sword Tomb.

The disciples don't know the reason, but they are all very excited. There are so many swords in the sword tomb, they really want to take a close look!

When they were about to get to Jianzhong, they saw Senior Sister holding Xiao Xuanxi standing on the top of the mountain from a distance, waiting for them.

The appearance and aura of the elder sister still amaze them.

Xiao Xuanxi was yawning, her fleshy little hands covering her mouth, yawning all day long, as if she hadn't woken up, not to mention how cute.

Gao Leng's beautiful mother, holding a cute little boy, this scene, I don't know how many disciples' eyes light up.

"Hello, Master!"

Hundreds of disciples shouted loudly.

"Are you awake?" Mu Wushuang asked.

"wake up!"

"Come up and pick your sword when you wake up," she said softly.

"what?"

"Pick a sword?"

"Am I right?"

"Can we pick Sword Tomb's sword? I can't believe it!"

Mu Wushuang looked at the shocked reaction of the disciples. For some reason, she wanted to laugh a little. She said, "A person chooses a sword, and a sword chooses a person. It's not that you want any sword, you can take it out, and Jianzhong's sword is not. So easy to pull out. Junior Brother Cang, you are the first to pick."

"Yes, thank you, Senior Sister!" Cang Yang nodded and stepped forward first.

He looked at the sword grave for a while, and then unswervingly picked up a sword.

With a "swoosh", the sword was pulled from the ground, carrying a sword wind and falling into Cang Yang's hands.

"Good sword! Cang Yang, this is the Slaughtering God Sword, congratulations." Wujizi came over at some point and praised the sword in Cang Yang's hand.

"Tu Shenjian! Isn't this the blood moon sword master's original sword? He fell for three years, and the Tu Shenjian has been missing, and it actually flew to our sword tomb!"

"Oh my god, it seems that there are many good swords in the sword grave of our sect!"

The disciples were as excited as if they had been beaten with blood, and all of them were eager to come up and pick swords.

It's just that a disciple went up and stretched out his hand to the sword he liked. Who would have thought that he did not pull out the sword even though he tried so hard to suckle.

Xiao Xuanxi encouraged him: "Come on, uncle, work hard like pulling a radish!"

Mu Wushuang picked up Xiao Xuanxi and said to the disciple, "Swords can also pick people. This sword is not suitable for you. You can pick other swords."

"Oh, thank you, Big Sister!"

The disciple picked another sword and pulled it out at once.

"Wow! Feiyun Sword! This is Feiyun Sword!"

As soon as the sword fell into his hand, the disciple cheered, because if he could draw the sword, it showed that the sword recognized him, and he could know the origin and past of the sword.

When everyone finished picking swords, it was almost evening, which was much slower than Mu Wushuang imagined.

Xiao Xuanxi has already been brought back by Xiao Hua Yao.

Mu Wushuang said to all the disciples: "Our sect has limited resources, which is why the cultivation of all the juniors and disciples is stagnant. So, do you want resources?"

"think!"

In unison below.

"Then let's go grab it!"

"Okay!" They said in unison again.

After speaking, all the disciples were puzzled.

"Huh? What to grab? Where to grab? Why did I say yes?"