C13 Sword of Winter

A total of more than three thousand words. Since the creation of the Flowing Moon Sect, more than ten years had passed, and the sword intent was mixed with a mottled aura of time.

This aura deeply touched Xiao Mu and it was as if a heavy hammer had smashed open a corner of a layer of imprisonment, allowing Xiao Mu to instantly have a glimpse of the world of an even higher realm.

"I didn't expect that my chance to break through to the peak of rank 2 is here!" Xiao Mu was so excited that his entire body was trembling.

He focused his attention and memorized every word on the Sword Monument, as if it was not a sect rule but a martial arts classic. Unknowingly, it was already night time, and stars filled the sky.

Seeing that it was already late, Xiao Mu left the Sword Monument.

The next day, he came here early to comprehend the Sword Monument's sword intent.

This went on for three days. Every day, he punctually came to the Sword Monument's place, and then left at night on time again. Slowly, a tinge of a cold sword intent appeared in Xiao Mu's eyes, like a divine weapon that had just been unsheathed, it released a blinding light, causing no one to dare look at it directly.

On the morning of the fourth day, when a wave of blazing essence was absorbed by Xiao Mu, a cracking sound could be heard from within his body.

In a trance, Xiao Mu saw a divine sword that was emitting a shocking sword aura, ruthlessly cutting apart his shackles.

A purer and more powerful aura burst forth!

He broke through to the peak of Fighter 2-dan, his current realm corresponds to that of Fighter 2-dan pinnacle!

Xiao Mu left the place satisfied.

Little did he know that after he left, a figure with a wine jug hanging from his waist appeared where Xiao Mu had originally been standing.

The old man looked at the clan's rules on the Sword Monument, then looked in the direction Xiao Mu had left in, and his eyes shone brightly, "Interesting little fellow, you actually managed to comprehend a part of the sword intent on the Sword Monument."

After saying that, the old man drank a mouthful of wine, and his figure disappeared from the Sword Monument. It was as if he had never lived in the future, with only strands of sunlight shining down on the Sword Monument that stood alone in this place.

For more than ten years, when the Flowing Moon Sect was established, everyone had only seen Sword Monument treating it as a symbol of the sect's rules. It had never been here before, and no matter how the Sword Monument endured the trials and hardships, they were slowly being eroded by time.

When he returned to his dorm, Xiao Mu went back to sleep and forgot to eat as he sat cross-legged to meditate. In his mind, the words on the Sword Monument appeared one by one.

Suddenly, these characters changed and became many divine swords, rumbling in his mind. They shot out the sword qi and terrifying sword might of the Raging Blades, and every single divine sword was shuttling between the heaven and earth, splitting mountains and seas, or slashing out a hundred zhang deep abyss on the ground.

Xiao Mu suddenly opened his eyes, the sword intent in them becoming more and more sharp, he himself was like a divine sword, releasing Sword Qi.

"The sword intent of the Sword Monument contains a cultivation technique, and its level is not low either!" Xiao Mu came to his senses, his face full of shock.

He became excited and slammed the door as he walked out.

Xiao Mu took three detours to the Divine Arms Tower.

Divine Arms Tower, Treasure Book Pavilion, training tower!

These were the Flowing Moon Sect's three great holy lands, places all the A disciple of the Flowing Moon Sect wanted to enter. As for the Divine Weapon Pavilion, it was, as its name implied, a place where disciples were sold.

Possessing a handy weapon was undoubtedly a great boost to a martial artist. It would make them stronger.

The Divine Arms Tower s had to use points to exchange for Divine Arms Tower's weapons, and these points were distributed evenly every week. The outer disciples only had a pitiful ten inner disciples, because they were the elite of the Flowing Moon Sect s, they would get fifty points every week.

Of course, the only way to obtain higher points was to execute a mission and contribute to the sect. However, many experiential learning missions were very risky, and the slightest mistake could lead to death.

Therefore, other than the sect's compulsory experiential learning missions, many disciples were unwilling to go out and gain experience.

Just as he entered the Divine Arms Tower, a familiar figure walked over.

"Hehe, what a coincidence, Senior Brother Xiao Mu, we meet again." The one who came was a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who was ranked third in the inner court disciple selection.

Xiao Mu remembered that his name was Ye Fei.

Ye Fei came over familiarly, patted his chest and vowed: "Senior Brother Xiao Mu, whatever weapon you want to choose, just tell me!"

Xiao Mu frowned, revealing a suspicious look.

"Senior Brother Xiao Mu, although I, Ye Fei, am not as strong as you. But in terms of connections, I guarantee that I will definitely rank among the best in the entire Flowing Moon Sect! " Ye Fei muttered a lot of things.

Xiao Mu raised his brows.

After coming to the inner sect, he had become familiar with a lot of inner sect disciples in just a few days. Some of them had even become sworn brothers. This Guardian Elder of the Divine Arms Tower was somehow related to Ye Fei.

Xiao Mu said: "I want a sword that is easy to use."

"Sure, sure!" Ye Fei laughed and led Xiao Mu to the front of a clapping sword stand. He pointed to the three swords on the shelves, and said: "I dare say that these three swords are the most suitable for you!"

Xiao Mu looked at them. The three swords were three feet long. The sword on the far left, covered in black dragon tattoos, caught his attention.

Upon the pitch-black sword blade, an imperceptible stream of light flashed. When he held onto the sword, and poured spirit energy into it, a touch of black sword aura surged out, causing Xiao Mu's eyes to light up.

Good sword!

Xiao Mu sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Good eye, Senior Brother Xiao Mu. This is a Dragon Mark Black Gold Sword, made of black metal and stone. It is tough, durable and shockingly sharp ?" Ye Fei flattered Xiao Mu, and upon seeing that Xiao Mu had an impatient expression, he closed his mouth.

Xiao Mu looked at the selling price, five thousand points...

Immediately, he took a deep breath. The total points he had was only slightly more than 100 points.

Ye Fei saw through Xiao Mu's thoughts, and said: "Senior Brother Xiao Mu, this Dragon Mark Black Gold Sword, an inner disciple can rent it for half a month, and only need to pay one hundred points."

Xiao Mu clenched his teeth and decided that he would rent a Dragon Mark Black Gold Sword. At that time, he would just have to go into the mountains to hunt fierce beasts and buy this sword.

After registering and paying the hundred points with the Guardian Elder, Xiao Mu left the Divine Arms Tower with the Dragon Mark Black Gold Sword.

In his own residence, Xiao Mu impatiently waved the Dragon Mark Black Gold Sword, and a faint dragon's roar came out. From the tip of the sword, a ray of sword Qi shot out, and a huge boulder in front of him immediately split into two.

Xiao Mu was neither happy nor sad, his heart was calm.

In his mind, the sword intent from the Sword Monument appeared once again, transforming into divine swords that slashed down on the world in his mind, splitting mountains and seas, destroying everything ?

In the end, there was only one divine sword left in his mind!

Xiao Mu waved his Dragon Mark Black Gold Sword, and at times, the tip of his sword would bloom, and at other times, he would stab out consecutively like a violent storm, changing into an unpredictable one. With the infusion of spirit force, the Dragon Mark Black Gold Sword's sword qi became more and more fierce.

Suddenly, it was as if winter had descended!

A wave of chilling air burst forth. Where the Dragon Mark Black Gold Sword had cut down, the ground was covered in ice crystals and crackling sounds continuously. Following the final slash of the sword, it landed on a thick locust tree.

The locust tree exploded into ice shards that filled the sky. Fragments fell down like snow, creating a beautiful and shocking snowstorm.

Xiao Mu was shocked, his heart was set ablaze.

Was this the sword technique hidden on the Sword Monument, it was so powerful!

Returning to the scabbard, Xiao Mu thought for a while and said: "This sword technique, let's call it the winter sword."