A hundred stone steps.
Hundreds of broken swords.
According to Wangshu, the Sword Burial Pool was a "training ground" for successive generations of the Divine Sword Peak, which was specially used by the Successive Disciples to temper their Sword Heart. It was also the forbidden area of the Divine Sword Peak.
All trial disciples could enter and walk up the stone steps.
One hundred stone steps, the higher one went, the stronger the suppression of the sword intent would be! This process was very dangerous. If one was not careful, their sword heart would be shattered, and they would lose the courage to advance bravely.
For three thousand years.
Even the most talented ones could only reach the 81st step.
Of course…Wangshu wasn't an exception.
As soon as she recovered her strength, she walked up to the hundredth step and took down the black heavy sword to play with.
However, in the end, because he found it ugly, he put it back.
"Go, let's see how many steps you can walk.”
"This…can I become stronger just by walking up?" Qin Jin was stunned.”
Wangshu showed a gloating smile."Won't you know if you try? On the path of cultivation, especially sword cultivators like us, we are destined to face thousands of demonic tribulations and endless karma!”
"If you can't have a fearless sword heart, then you might as well leave the mountain early and become a mortal!”
Qin Jin was deep in thought.
She took a step forward.
The Sword Burial Pool seemed to have awakened!
The hundreds of broken swords sensed the aura of a living person, and a faint sword hum gradually rose!
This sword hum was one with the others and was all-pervasive.
It seemed to be directly ringing in Qin Jin's heart, endless and deafening! It was as if he was constantly trying to break her heart and make her flee!
"Swordsmen are sharp!"
Qin Jin's eyes flashed with a bright light.
She took a deep breath and stepped onto the first stone step.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, an invisible sharp light rose.
It directly sealed her spiritual world.
The sword essence of the Sword Burial Pool was left behind by the Mahayana sword cultivator. It was one with the sword essence.
A sword landed on her sea of consciousness.
At the same time, her body was also injured!
"Wow!"
Qin Jin immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Faint bloodstains seeped out of her light yellow dress.
However, she only wiped the corner of her mouth and took a deep breath. She gritted her teeth and continued to walk up.
It was as if she had survived in the Qin family that was full of malice!
She was as stubborn as a child who would never give up.
Wangshu watched from the side and couldn't help but nod secretly. She thought that the Eight Desolates Combat Body was a rare physique in ancient times. Qin Jin's current performance was within her expectations.
She just looked on heartlessly.
He even specially brought a small stool out and sat on it, munching on melon seeds while watching his disciple being abused.
"Wow!"
"Pfft-"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Qin Jin gritted his teeth and walked up slowly.
With every step he took, the sharp aura would become stronger.
When she reached the eighth step, she felt as if her entire body was being cut by a sharp blade!
If it was an ordinary Mortal Realm disciple, he would have fainted from the pain.
Fortunately, before Qin Jin entered the immortal sect, he was a martial artist. Martial artists focused on tempering their bodies.
She could still hold on!
Besides, what was this pain?
Compared to her dreams.
Some pain was simply worthless!
……
Three days passed.
In these three days, Qin Jin fainted more than ten times.
Every time she fainted, she would be sent flying by the stone steps, but this girl would not let it go and start over again.
The first ten steps were filled with the girl's boiling hot blood.
Every stone step was a heaven and earth.
Every time he stepped into a new world, he would have to face an even sharper sword intent.
It had nothing to do with cultivation.
It had nothing to do with realms.
Only his body and spirit were left to fight.
The Sword Burial Pool was filled with an ancient radiance that was three thousand years old.
The sharpness had been accumulated over the years. It was extremely ancient and pure. While it was destroying Qin Jin's body and mind, it was also continuously digging out the potential of her Eight Desolates Combat Body.
Just like that, it was the evening of the third day.
Qin Jin panted heavily as he walked out of the Sword Burial Pool.
She was so weak that she couldn't even move a finger. Just like that, she was carried back by Wangshu.
"Tian 'er, prepare a medicinal bath for your junior sister!”
Terence still did not know what had happened.
He subconsciously took Qin Jin, who had been played with, and looked at his Second Junior Sister, who was covered in blood.
He was a little surprised and puzzled.
"What did he do? Where did Master take you?"
"…Sword Burial Pool."
Sword Burial Pool?
There was such a place on the Divine Sword Peak?
Terence frowned and thought for a moment before he came to a realization.
Sword Burial Pool…
Wasn't that the tower climbing dungeon in the game?
He remembered that this dungeon had a total of 100 levels. Each level had a Boss guarding it. It could be cleared once a day, and the rewards and experience were very rich.
It was the most convenient refresh point in the early stages of the game.
However, the Sword Burial Pool in reality might be different.
The Qingyun Sect did not capture demons and ghosts, raise them in captivity, and give them to their disciples as experience bags.
As mentioned earlier, the Qingyun Sect was biased towards the Daoist sects.
As for Daoists, they would not be tortured like this even if they faced demons and ghosts.
Only those sword maniacs from Mount Shu!
That was why he specially built the Shifter Sealing Tower!
Hearing his junior sister's intermittent narration, Terence roughly understood that the Sword Burial Pool in reality was a place to sharpen one's sword heart. Entering it would cause one to suffer inhuman pain.
Then…
He would not go even if he was beaten to death!
As a noble transmigrator, was there no easier way to level up?
I, a transmigrator, can't become stronger while lying down?
I don't believe it!
Anyway, he was waiting for the next main mission to be triggered.
A main mission was an increase of a major realm. What was there to be dissatisfied about?
Of course, he could do that himself.
He couldn't possibly ask his junior sister to be a hooligan like him, just waiting to die on the Divine Sword Peak.
Terence knew Qin Jin's character.
Since this girl had already made up her mind, he would not be able to persuade her even if he had to break his skin.
Stubborn people had no choice.
However, since his junior sister had chosen voluntarily, Terence did not say anything else.
He thought that with his master beside him, his junior sister should not have any major problems.
He was covered in blood every day.
It made his heart ache.
She applied ointment on Qin Jin's wound and waited for her wound to heal before carrying her into the bathtub.
Although the spring scenery was right in front of his eyes.
However, Terence could not appreciate it.
That was because a certain someone's shout suddenly came from outside, forcing him to go out.
"Senior Brother Qi! Senior Brother Qi!"
When he looked up, he saw a certain big loli running over in a hurry. She looked quite anxious.
"Shishi Shimei, is there something you need from me?”
Li Shi Shi pulled his hand." Come with me quickly. Senior Sister Lu has gone mad!"”
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