Zhou Zhao opened the secret compartment buried under the sword tomb, and the first long sword came into view. It was a nameless sword shining with green light. Zhou Zhao picked up the long sword and saw the words written below: He was fierce and invincible. Before he was twenty years old, he fought with the heroes of Heshuo.
After so many years, this sword was still cold and sharp, without any rust. Zhou Zhao held it in his hand, and his face couldn't help but smile. It was definitely a rare treasure. He hurriedly looked at the item's information.
[Nameless Sword: Silver-grade, weapon used by Dugu Qiubai before he became a weakling. Unparalleled sharpness, able to cut through hair and iron like mud.]
Sure enough, as Zhou Zhao had expected, it was a rare sharp weapon, not much different from Wang Chongyang's sword in Sun Bu 'er's hands.
Zhou Zhao opened another secret compartment, only to see a long piece of stone. Although he had expected it, he was still somewhat disappointed. On it was written,"Crape Myrtle Soft Sword, used before the age of 30. It was unlucky to accidentally injure a righteous man, so it was abandoned in the deep valley."
Because this sword had been abandoned in the deep valley, it was not in the sword tomb. It was represented by a long stone plate.
“……”
Zhou Zhao was somewhat speechless. Could it be that all experts liked this style? Dugu Qiubai's sword must be extraordinary. That's all money, Boss Dugu!
Next was the highlight of the show. It was an extremely outstanding weapon in the Book of the Condor God, specially used by the Condor God. Opening the third compartment that was obviously several times larger, Zhou Zhao took a look.
A three-foot-long sword was lying quietly on the ground. It was black on the outside and had a faint red light on the black body. The two edges of the sword were blunt, and the tip was round like a hemisphere.
If Zhou Zhao remembered correctly, this black iron heavy sword should be 9981 jin, which was extremely shocking. An ordinary longsword would weigh at most a few pounds. Any heavier and it would consume a lot of wrist strength. Moreover, it would lose the advantage of being light and agile.
Fortunately, Zhou Zhao had already undergone the cleansing of his muscles and bones, and had also cultivated the Book of Changes Bone Forging Chapter, so his strength was already different from ordinary people. However, in recent days, he had cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, and his strength had soared even more. A mere eighty-one pounds was nothing. Zhou Zhao gently lifted his hand, and the heavy sword that was suffused with a metallic light left the secret compartment.
When he looked down again, he saw a classic quote: The heavy sword has no edge, and the skill is not good. Forty years ago, he relied on him to run amok in the world.
Amazing, my brother!
Zhou Zhao secretly praised Dugu Qiubai's style. With this heavy sword added with internal strength, there really weren't many people who could block it. Moreover, black iron was a precious treasure. Later, it was said that Guo Xiang split this black iron heavy sword into two and forged it into the world's number one divine weapon: Heavenly Sword and Dragon Saber.
Zhou Zhao looked at the item information.
[Mysterious-Iron Heavy Sword: Gold-grade, used by Dugu Qiubai before he was forty years old. Heavy sword has no edge, but it's very exquisite and unrefined. It weighs eighty-one pounds.]
Sure enough, it was a Gold rank item. Don't look at Zhou Zhao's illustrious reputation, only the Thousand Changing Mask was a Gold rank item. This kind of item was unique, even if it was worth thousands of gold, it couldn't be exchanged for.
Zhou Zhao opened the fourth secret compartment. Inside was a rotten wooden sword. After forty years of age, he could not be restrained by other things, and could make swords out of vegetation, bamboo and stone.
This sentence was even more pretentious. Grass, wood, bamboo, and stone could be used as swords. However, Zhou Zhao didn't have much to sigh about. In fact, Dugu Qiubai's path might have gone astray, or he might not have reached the true limit of the sword path. In the end, it was still a bottleneck in the martial arts world.
When the Myths released the Immortal Instance Dungeon plot, there would definitely be fierce people who could spit out immortal swords and take people's heads from thousands of miles away. And no matter how powerful Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship realm was in the martial arts world, he was just a child who had just begun to understand the path of Xianxia.
Seeing Zhou Zhao easily appear with the black iron heavy sword, the Divine Condor could not help but let out excited cries and immediately flew towards Zhou Zhao.
"Haha, come!"
Zhou Zhao was not as weak as Yang Guo in the original novel, so he naturally omitted many steps and directly circulated the Golden Goose Technique to walk in the void. His white clothes were whiter than snow, and his silver crown was tied up. He held a huge sword and slashed down, as if he was splitting the sky and earth, bringing with him waves of wind and thunder, his aura was terrifying.
"Ruthless!"
The Divine Condor let out a long cry in excitement. It flapped its wings and dodged Zhou Zhao's attack in an instant. Its two wings were as if they were made of steel. It flapped fiercely at Zhou Zhao, setting off a hurricane that blew sand and stones away.
Ding!
The Condor God is teaching you the Black Iron Heavy Sword Technique. Do you want to learn it?
The system's robotic voice sounded.
"Learn!"
Ding!
Comprehended Mysterious-Iron Heavy Sword Technique 1%
Ding!
Comprehended Mysterious-Iron Heavy Sword Technique 5%
Ding!
Comprehended Mysterious-Iron Heavy Sword Technique 15%
Zhou Zhao's face was filled with joy. The black iron heavy sword in his hand opened and closed widely, its momentum heavy. As time passed, the heavy sword in his hand seemed to gradually become lighter.
Twelve days later!
Ding!
Comprehended 100% of the Mysterious-Iron Heavy Sword Technique. Obtained the enlightenment of Lifting Heaviness as Light!
Under the waterfall on the cliff, water splashed everywhere, and mist rose. Zhou Zhao let out a long cry. His figure was slender, dressed in white and holding a black sword. He held the heavy black iron heavy sword in his hand as if it was nothing.
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