Chapter 452: Zhu Xian Sword Seed

The stars flow, time is like a dream.

Zhang Xingyu's divine sense wandered in the sea of stars.

Unknowingly, ten days passed.

In ten days, his divine sense had traveled through all the stars in "Aries."

When his divine sense returned to the God Court, the battle in the God Court had long since ended.

At this moment, the God Court was riddled with holes, as if it would shatter at any moment. In the God Court void, the divine ability seeds that had originally floated up and down were nowhere to be seen. As for the terrifying sword light that had slashed from the void, it had also disappeared.

Below the God Court, the God Sea had dried up. Only a huge green lotus swayed gently on the dried seabed.

Little Dot sat cross-legged on the lotus leaf. In front of him lay a black axe, its surface pitted and bumpy, as if covered in pockmarks.

Just as his divine sense returned, Little Dot opened his eyes. At the same time, countless starlight pierced through the God Court void and gathered in front of him.

"Condense!"

With Little Dot's soft shout, these starlight twisted and entangled, finally turning into an incomparably huge light sword. This light sword had a thick spine, and two ancient characters "Lu Xian" were carved on the sword body. A terrifying murderous aura emanated from these two characters, making one feel creepy just by looking at them.

Little Dot reached out, and the "Lu Xian" light sword flew to his side.

Little Dot was unhurried, opening his mouth to spit again. A light sword shot out, instantly turning into a tiny light sword in the void. Immediately after, infinite starlight surged toward the small sword, and before long, another incomparably huge light sword appeared in the void.

This light sword had an ancient shape, and two ancient characters "Zhu Xian" were also carved on the sword body. The two characters "Zhu Xian" looked plain, but in reality, they contained endless murderous intent. If anyone looked at them, they would likely lose their soul.

Little Dot reached out, and the "Zhu Xian" light sword also flew to his side.

Immediately after, Little Dot spat out two more light swords, finally condensing them into two huge light swords with the help of infinite starlight.

"Zhu Xian!"

"Lu Xian!"

"Xian Xian!"

"Jue Xian!"

Four light swords, one for trapping, three for killing, truly four swords of slaughter.

Within the Divine Court, killing intent surged to the heavens.

At this moment, even the green lotus that had been swaying gently in the center of the God Sea quietly curled up its leaves.

As for the golden mist, it had long since hugged the God Furnace and hid under the green lotus, praying incessantly: "God King bless! God King bless!"

Outside the God Court, murderous intent was sky-high.

Zhang Xingyu himself was like a sharp sword, his whole body exuding endless murderous intent.

Li Bai's clothes moved without wind.

After a moment, he opened his eyes that had been closed for years.

"Zhu Xian Sword Seed!"

I didn't expect that someone would really condense a Zhu Xian Sword Seed.

Back in the day, I obtained the Zhu Xian Sword Manual, but I never dared to cultivate it. To become a true Sword Immortal, I had to seek other methods, finally condensing the Qinglian Sword Seed.

Although the Qinglian Sword Seed is also a supreme sword seed, it is still a grade lower than the "Zhu Xian Sword Seed" inherited from the Shangqing Saint.

Li Bai glanced at Zhang Xingyu and then sighed softly.

"I misjudged. I thought this kid cultivated both immortals and gods, so it was impossible for him to become a true sword cultivator, and he would never be able to condense a sword seed in his life. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, this kid actually condensed the Zhu Xian Sword Seed."

"This is a true embryo of a sword cultivator, but it's a pity that he already has a sword seed, so he cannot inherit our Qinglian lineage. Pity! Pity! Pity!"

Li Bai sighed three times in a row, then reached out, and a huge light sword was extracted from Zhang Xingyu's God Court.

As soon as this "Lu Xian" light sword left Zhang Xingyu's God Court, it immediately released its murderous intent. If it weren't for Li Bai suppressing it on the side, it might have already torn the surrounding void into pieces.

Zhang Xingyu felt much lighter. When he looked up, he realized that the surrounding starry sky seemed to have dimmed quite a bit.

He turned to look at Li Bai, seeing Li Bai holding the Lu Xian sword, continuously inputting the magic power in his body into the sword body. As his magic power was input, the Lu Xian sword body kept shrinking, and the murderous intent emitted by the sword body gradually converged. When the Lu Xian sword body shrank to the size of a finger, Li Bai stopped his magic power. At this moment, the Lu Xian sword had turned into a small red sword, and no more murderous intent was emitted from the sword body.

Li Bai pointed, and the Lu Xian sword returned along the original path, sinking straight into Zhang Xingyu's brow.

Immediately after, Li Bai summoned the Zhu Xian sword. Then the Xian Xian sword, and finally the Jue Xian sword.

Finally, the Zhu Xian sword turned into a small silvery-white sword, the Xian Xian sword turned into a small green sword, and the Jue Xian sword turned into a small golden sword.

The four small swords flew back to the God Court and stood tightly around Little Dot like obedient babies.

Li Bai sent the four small swords back to Zhang Xingyu's God Court, and only then did he reach out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Since achieving the Sword Immortal, for one hundred thousand years, Li Bai's forehead had never shed sweat.

I didn't expect that today, drops of crystal-clear sweat would appear on his forehead.

Li Bai finished all this, and only then did he look up at Zhang Xingyu: "Little friend, I have already helped you seal these four sword seeds."

Seal?

Zhang Xingyu was confused.

"Yes, seal. The four Zhu Xian swords are inherited from the Shangqing Saint in the ancient times and are the only swords of slaughter in the world. Little friend, your cultivation time is short, and with your cultivation, you cannot control them. If they are not sealed, as long as you use one sword, I fear your soul will be controlled by the murderous intent, and you will eventually become a machine that only knows how to kill."

Damn. So dangerous!

Hearing Li Bai's explanation, Zhang Xingyu was shocked.

"Great Poet Immortal, is there a solution?"

The four Zhu Xian swords were his main means of dealing with enemies; if he couldn't use them, what should he do?

"I have already helped you seal the sword seeds. From now on, as long as you have fewer thoughts of slaughter, it should not have a great impact on you. Do not use these four swords recklessly, remember, remember!"

Zhang Xingyu nodded. He calculated secretly: It seems that these four Zhu Xian swords cannot be used often in the future. My spells are too few, and activating divine abilities consumes God Yuan; my God Sea is now dry enough to drive a tank. It seems I have to find another way to save my life.

Zhang Xingyu thought for a long time, and finally turned his gaze to Li Bai. Li Bai is a Sword Immortal and has been cultivating for one hundred thousand years; he must have many ways to save his life. If he is willing to teach me a little, it will be enough for me to walk sideways in the Cultivation Realm.

So, the next moment.

Zhang Xingyu hugged Li Bai's thigh: "Great Poet Immortal, I have admired you for a long time. In my heart, you are my idol, you are my guiding light. Great Poet Immortal, I have been an orphan since I was a child, with no one to love or care for me. All along, I have been exploring cultivation on my own. Several times I almost went into demonic deviation because of wrong cultivation. Great Poet Immortal, today I met you, it is Heaven sending you to be my master. Great Poet Immortal, please take me as your disciple!"

Li Bai still didn't agree, nor did he lift his leg. He let Zhang Xingyu hug his thigh. His thigh was very thin and bony, but it contained terrifying power. As long as he wanted, he could kick Zhang Xingyu into space with one foot.

It wasn't until Zhang Xingyu had cried and told the tragic story of the Zhang family orphan eighty-one times that Li Bai sighed helplessly.

"It's not that I don't want to take you. It's just that you have already entered the Shangqing Saint's sect, and the orthodoxy of my lineage cannot be taught to you." ===== CHAPTER 453 =====