PMG Chapter 1137: Kneeling down
Of course, being able to try to use it three times was already good enough. Even if Zun cultivators threatened him, he would be able to oppress them with that sword.
“Will you really tell him to listen to me three times?” said Lin Feng in a weak voice. If the sword didn’t listen, he would be doomed.
“Don’t worry, I’ve known him for a hundred years, so he listens to me.” said the old man nodding and smiling. Then, he said to the sword, “Little boy, you understood what I said. You follow him and listen to him three times, after that you will come back to the grave.”
The sword kept shaking while it pointed at Lin Feng. Lin Feng felt strange. It was as if the sword really was a person.
“Go, after three times, come back to the grave!” repeated the old man. It started flying around and became dazzling, suddenly, it attacked the wall and broke the ceiling of the grave as it dashed to the sky.
“Bzzz!” It then pointed at Lin Feng, fell down from the sky and penetrated into his body.
“Kacha!” Lin Feng clenched his fists. He was soaked in a cold sweat.
“Pfeww…” He breathed in deeply. Fortunately, it wasn’t doing anything. If the sword wanted, it could turn Lin Feng turn into a slave, so Lin Feng was nervous. Of course, he also knew that the old man wouldn’t harm him, he didn’t need to.
Outside of the grave, many strong cultivators were releasing a powerful Qi. When the sword broke through the ceiling of the grave and pierced through it, they sensed that the energies could even hurt them. Was the sword in Lin Feng’s body now?
At that moment, an old man looked at the grave in a serious way and tears appeared in his eyes. He raised his head and said, “The sword became a human being! We’re going to rise again!”
He hoped Jiange would become glorious like in the past. He didn’t know that the old man inside the grave had kept insulting them and claimed that they didn’t understand swords.
However, at that moment, the old man in the grave told Lin Feng to be quiet. He released energies and fixed the ceiling, he couldn’t let those people release their godly awareness and inspect the grave. He smiled at Lin Feng and said, “Little boy, stay in here and study swords. There are too many people outside who hope that the sword took over you.””
“Alright.” said Lin Feng smiling and nodding. He took out his Tian Ji Sword. It was a gift from Tian Chi, the symbol of Tian Chi and it was a holy weapon. Lin Feng wanted to raise that sword in the future.
“Master, in the future, I want to raise this sword. After having condensed souls inside, will I be able to modify it and level it up?” asked Lin Feng.
“Back in the day, Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s sword was less strong than that sword. Your sword will continue to become stronger after you condense souls in it. If you think it’s not powerful, you can also change some parts to modify it and so on, so don’t worry.”
“Thank you so much for your teachings.” said Lin Feng nodding. He loved his Tian Ji Sword because Tian Chi had given it to him as a symbol, he would never forget Tian Chi. He would raise the sword with love.
He raised his Tian Ji Sword and cut his finger, then blood dripped.
He cut all his fingertips and even more blood dripped. At the same time, Lin Feng released his souls and they went into the Tian Ji Sword.
To raise a sword, he needed to give it a soul. He needed his soul to fuse together with the sword. He had to completely be one with his sword, and then it would start living at some point.
Lin Feng put his fingers on the marks on the Tian Ji Sword. Many broken souls appeared and penetrated into the sword. It felt like there were beating hearts in his bleeding fingertips. Then, the Tian Ji Sword started shaking and emitting buzzing sounds.
Lin Feng’s soul was inside the sword and fusing together with it.
Lin Feng sat down cross-legged and let go of the Tian Ji Sword. However, the sword remained in the air. It was an incredible feeling: his sword and him were becoming one. He was using the sword to sense the energies of the Earth and sky too. It was very different, as if he existed in his sword.
Lin Feng closed his eyes and became motionless. He continued drawing things as he released energies into the sword. It was as if connections were established between his millions of broken souls and his sword.
“Die!” shouted Lin Feng furiously. His sword moved with incredible speed and crashed into the ground, a gigantic fissure appeared.
“That’s the technique! You give birth to a sword with your soul and it can act on its own. In the past, I had to control the sword in an ordinary way, but now the sword can protect me automatically.” thought Lin Feng.
Lin Feng practiced for three days. Then, he stayed inside for another three days. Those people sitting outside didn’t know what was going on.
On the sixth day, the strong cultivators from Jiange were still waiting there. They were waiting, calmly. They didn’t dare act rash, lest they interrupted the process. They were trying to sense the sword Qi coming from inside the grave, but didn’t because they didn’t want to offend Emperor Wu Tian Jian’s sword.
“Boom boom boom!” subtle yet clear sounds could be heard. The eyes of the people from Jiange started twinkling. Finally, the door was opening itself.
The elders’ eyes were twinkling and their hearts started racing. Finally. Had it worked or not? Had the sword turned into a human?
Someone came out and that silhouette was surrounded by an incredible sword Qi. That person was dazzling, like a sword.
“The ancestor’s sword!” shouted someone. Surprisingly, someone knelt down. Even though that Qi wasn’t powerful, it was their ancestor’s Qi.
“Tap.” that young man looked like their ancestor’s sword. His long fair looked as sharp as swords. Sensing their ancestor’s Qi was incredible for them, their hearts were pounding violently.
“Tap, tap, tap.” Each of his steps made their hearts beat even faster.
“Kneel down!” shouted someone furiously and suddenly. Very quickly, all the strong cultivators from Jiange knelt down in a respectful way.
Jian Wu Bei was the only young man who didn’t. But finally, he knelt down too.
That’s not Lin Feng, that’s the ancestor’s sword!
“You’re a bunch of morons! What a disgrace! From now on, I am Lin Feng and Lin Feng is me. I’m not a sword anymore! Do you understand?” said Lin Feng in an extremely aggressive voice, releasing Qi so that they could sense his energies even more and become fully convinced. They no longer had any doubts because they checked the grave with their godly awareness and realized the sword had really disappeared. So it was definitely in Lin Feng’s body.
“We understand.” said everybody in a very respectful way. That was their ancestor’s sword, it had been trying to come back to life for five thousand years now!
“Everybody, come!” said Lin Feng coldly as he streaked across the sky. Nobody objected. All those sword cultivators in the sky looked like shooting stars or… shooting swords!
PMG Chapter 1137: Kneeling down
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