Sword Tao, the way of sword cultivator.

Only when you reach the extreme of using a sword, not only will you be able to realize the sword path, but you must also follow your own path.

Another possibility is that it is a talented and born sword cultivator.

Obviously, Mu Wushuang is a natural sword cultivator. Even if he realizes it again, he still realizes her sword art - the Killing Sword Art.

As a sword sect, all the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect use swords, but none of them, including the Supreme Elder, realized their own swordsmanship.

So when she learned that she had realized her sword skills, the elders became more enthusiastic about her and already had a vague sense of obeying her command.

She said rob, then rob!

"We have half a month left before the sect competition. We are not in a hurry to accept disciples or to screen quotas. We first grab resources and first grab sects that we don't like, such as the Dragon Claw Sect Stone Sect."

"The reason why we don't rush to screen the quota is because we can directly select the bravest disciples at the time of grabbing resources, so that there will be fewer unnecessary competitions."

"And I said I was not in a hurry to accept disciples because I planned to let all our disciples learn the inheritance of the Qingyun Sword Sect first. They will always be the senior brothers of later generations. They are also the first batch of disciples who have sworn to me. I also believe that they are the most loyal disciples to the sect."

Mu Wushuang stood in the dominant position and talked slowly.

"Transfer...inheritance?! Good disciple, you are a teacher, right?"

Wuji jumped up from the chair all of a sudden.

Several elders also looked at her in shock.

"Sister Sister has obtained the inheritance?!" Cangyang was even more surprised. When he swore at the sword tomb, he had said congratulations to the senior sister for obtaining the inheritance of the sword sect. However, his words were just to make more disciples convince her, rather than really feeling that she has obtained the inheritance!

After all, the inheritance was cut off ten thousand years ago. The sword techniques learned by the Qingyun Sword Sect now are all top-quality martial arts that the leader of the Qingyun Sword Sect bought after the inheritance was cut off.

Mu Wushuang stretched out his hand and had a jade slip in his hand.

This jade slip was a set of god-level sword techniques that she suddenly flew into her hand after she awakened the Qingyun Sword.

Wujizi took the jade slip over and saw it with his spiritual sense that it turned out to be the Qingyun Sword Technique!

The Supreme Elder and the other elders looked at each, and after a while, all of them burst into tears.

"Fu Xing, my lucky star of Qingyun Sword Sect!"

The Supreme Elder said to Mu Wushuang excitedly: "From the future, you and the head of the Qingyun Sword Sect will have the final say. You are the lucky star of my sect. I believe you can lead the sect to prosperity, and I hope I can still see that day alive."

"It's OK," she said.

"Your life span is three years. Within three years, I will definitely make the reputation of Qingyun Sword Sect famous all over the world. Besides, I am an alchemist and will not let your life span."

The Supreme Elder nodded with relief, but did not take the words from her heart. There were so many alchemists in Cangming Continent, and he had never heard of anyone who could refine spiritual medicines that would prolong the life of spiritual cultivation. He is now a dying body, and he just hopes that in his lifetime, it is enough to see the prosperity of the sect.

"Just listen to Wushuang. Our Qingyun Sword Sect will not fight or rob for nearly ten thousand years. It is time to grab resources for the disciples of the sect." The Supreme Elder said.

"Tomorrow morning, I will lead my junior brothers to the sword tomb to pick up swords. In the afternoon, we will go to the Dragon Claw Gate to catch him off guard."

Mu Wushuang said, and she even felt the sword on her wrist being hot, and it wanted to kill people.

"So fast?"

Yao Qingxin said, be good, this is too fast! He robs him as soon as he says he doesn’t hesitate at all!

"What's the point? If my junior brothers weren't drunk, I would have wanted to empty the warehouse of the Dragon Claw Door tonight."

"Ahem, it's so fierce." Yao Qing whispered, but it felt very exciting. He was going to join in the fun tomorrow.

The next morning, Cangyang gathered all his disciples and went to Jianzhong.

The disciples didn’t know the reason, but they were all very excited. There were so many swords in the sword tomb, and they really wanted to take a closer look!

When they were about to reach the sword tomb, they saw the eldest sister standing on the top of the mountain with Xiao Xuanxi from afar, waiting for them.

The appearance and momentum of the senior sister still amazed them.

Xiao Xuanxi yawned, covering his mouth with his chubby little hands, yawning all over the sky, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, so cute.

The cold and beautiful mother, holding the cute little boy, made many disciples' eyes shiny.

"Hello, senior sister!"

Hundreds of disciples shouted loudly.

"Have you woke up?" Mu Wushuang asked.

"Wake up!"

"When you wake up, come up and pick a sword." She said indifferently.

"What?"

"Choose a sword?"

"I heard it right?"

"Can we pick the sword from the sword tomb? Can't believe it!"

Mu Wushuang looked at the shocked reaction of the disciples. For some reason, she wanted to laugh a little. She said, "Please choose swords, and choose swords. It is not that you can take out any sword you want. The sword in the sword tomb is not that easy to pull. Junior Brother Cang, you are the first to choose."

"Yes, thank you for your senior sister!" Cangyang nodded and was the first to come forward.

He looked at the sword tomb for a while, then unswervingly picked up a sword.

With a "swish", the sword pulled up from the ground, brought up a sword wind and fell into Cangyang's hands.

"Good sword! Cangyang, this is the God-Slaying Sword, congratulations." Wujizi came over at some time and praised the sword in Cangyang's hand.

"Slaying God Sword! Isn't this the natal divine sword of the Blood Moon Sword Lord? He has been dead for three years, and the Slaying God Sword has been missing. It actually flew to our sword tomb!"

"Oh my God, it seems that there are many good swords in our sect's sword tomb!"

The disciples were all excited as if they were injected with chicken blood, and they were all ready to come up and pick the sword.

But a disciple went up and stretched out his hand to the sword he liked. Who would have thought that he would use his strength to pull out the sword.

Xiao Xuanxi encouraged him: "Come on uncle, use force like pulling a carrot!"

Mu Wushuang picked up Xiao Xuanxi and said to the disciple: "Swords can also pick people. This sword is not suitable for you. You can pick other swords."

"Oh, thank you, senior sister!"

The disciple picked up a sword again and pulled it out in an instant.

"Wow! Feiyun Sword! This is Feiyun Sword!"

As soon as the sword fell into his hand, the disciple cheered, because he could draw the sword, which means that the sword recognized him and he could know the origin and past of the sword.

After everyone picked the sword, it was almost evening, which was much slower than Mu Wushuang imagined.

Xiao Xuanxi has been taken back by the little flower demon.

Wushuang said to all the disciples: "Our sect has limited resources, which has led to the stagnation of cultivation for all junior brothers. So do you want resources?"

"think!"

The voice below was in unison.

"Then let's go grab it!"

"Okay!" He spoke in unison again.

After saying that, all the disciples were confused.

"Huh? What to grab? Where to grab? Why did I say yes?"
Chapter completed!