I became a saint in the game

Chapter 51 The Forgotten Immortal Flying Knife
"No, that's not right! This is not the sword energy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Shicheng shook his head and denied the idea.

"Yes, this is the sword's will." Gray Fourth Master nodded his head and said with some fear at the center of the hole, "Back then I mistakenly thought that light was a treasure, so I kept it. I didn't expect that after spending fifty years getting close to it, I found that it was just a shadow left behind."

"Ok?"

Chen Shicheng asked in disbelief, "Shadow? There is no treasure in here?"

"Where is the treasure?" Mr. Gray's tone was somewhat desperate. "There is nothing, only this shadow left behind who knows how many years ago. The remaining sword intent corroded the surrounding environment and slowly formed a formation. I lost my mind when I discovered this and died in it."

Perhaps it was thinking of something sad, it covered its eyes with its two short front paws and started sobbing.

Chen Shicheng really didn't know how to comfort a crying mouse. He could only turn his head awkwardly and look closely at the ray of light in the center of the hole.

From the very beginning, he had a familiar feeling about this ray of light, but he could not remember where he had seen it.

Fortunately, his divine attributes are nearly ten times higher than those of ordinary people. Although they cannot improve his IQ, they can speed up his thinking process, allowing him to quickly recall all his memories after entering the game.

Unfortunately, he thought about all his memories since entering the game, but couldn't think of anything similar to what was in front of him.

"It's impossible to have seen it in real life, right? There's no supernatural power."

Chen Shicheng half-believed and half-doubted, he began to look for similar things in reality, but after a brief recollection, he shouted in shock, "Fuck, the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife!!!"

The sound was so loud that even the light in the center of the hole seemed to be startled and flickered without warning. The eyebrows at the top also glanced towards him imperceptibly, and then everything returned to normal, as if nothing had moved.

Gray Fourth Master, who was standing by, was awakened by the echoing shout. He forgot to cry for a moment and asked blankly, "What is the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife?"

"You haven't heard of the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife? What about Taoist Lu Ya?"

Chen Shicheng was a little surprised that an NPC of such a high level like Mr. Gray didn't even know about this ancient magic weapon!
"Lu Ya Taoist." Gray Fourth Master quickly recalled the great powers of ancient times and quickly shook his head, "I've never heard of him. Could he be some secluded cultivator?"

"You don't know this? Then you, Little Prince Jinwu, should know this."

"Golden Crow?" Gray Fourth Master nodded, "I know that."

"I know the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow, but I don't know about Taoist Lu Ya and the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife." Chen Shicheng looked at Mr. Hui Si thoughtfully.

"Hou Yi shooting down the sun has been adapted into a story and circulated among the people. Even three-year-old children know it. How could cultivators like me not know about it? Because the nine princes were shot dead, the Demon Court Lord and the Witch Clan started a war, which led to the loss of all lives and even a hole in the sky. The two sides fought until the day and night were dark and the stars fell. As a result, there is no immortal god now. It is estimated that both sides suffered losses."

Maybe Chen Shicheng's expression hurt Gray Fourth Master's self-esteem, so he chattered on about a bunch of ancient secrets, trying to prove his erudition.

However, Chen Shicheng looked strange when he heard this. The immortals and gods have disappeared? Is there something wrong?

The Conferred Gods War was eaten by you?

The Zhu Xian Sword Formation fought against the saint, Kong Xuan slapped Zhunti in the face, so many top immortals were fighting, and you actually said that the immortals had become extinct?
It seems that his previous guess was correct. The history in the game seemed to be interrupted after the War between the Lich and the Wizard. They knew nothing about the Battle of the Gods. No wonder Mr. Hui Si didn't know the Flying Dagger of the Immortal Slayer and Taoist Lu Ya.

Very good, I learned some secrets of the game. However, these are all background stories, which are of no use to him at the moment. The most important thing now is to complete the mission.

After he got the three pieces of equipment, the mission was automatically accepted, and he didn't want to be a villain who went back on his word.

"Okay, I know you're powerful, so stop talking and go in and get your body back. I don't have time to waste here any more."

Chen Shicheng interrupted the chattering Gray Fourth Master, pointed at the seemingly empty junction and asked solemnly, "You said that the sword energy is the key to entering the formation, but I can't even see it, how can I get in?"

“It’s not something you look at, it’s something you feel with your heart.”

When his body was mentioned, Mr. Hui Si immediately took it seriously. "Although the sword energy is one level lower than the sword intent, you already have the initial ability to sense it. Close your eyes and look carefully."

Perception
Chen Shicheng closed his eyes, darkness fell instantly, and there was nothingness in front of him.

But as time passed, the basic sword skills insights at the line-breaking level flashed through his mind one by one.

In the endless void, wisps of white light emerged. The unstoppable sword intent contained in them made him happy, and he opened his eyes instantly.

"I Saw It!"

Unfortunately, as his emotions fluctuated, the hint of the knife intent instantly disappeared from his perception.

But he was not disappointed. Experience only comes from zero times and countless times. As long as there is a start, the rest can be left to time.

After calming down, Chen Shicheng closed his eyes again at the excited expression of Mr. Hui Si.

This time it went much more smoothly, and in just a few seconds, dense white light appeared "in front of his eyes", and strands of sword intent that could cut through anything intertwined together to form a three-dimensional network structure.

But... this is too dense!
"Fourth Master, are you sure I can walk into this formation completely?" Chen Shicheng opened his eyes and asked with some confusion.

It's no wonder that he had such doubts. The junction of the tunnel and the hole belonged to the periphery of the formation, but even here, the intertwined sword intent was almost the same as the family-killing net used for fishing.

He really couldn't imagine what would happen if he walked a distance further inside. He would probably be cut into pieces of flesh like the stone.

"Don't worry. Although this formation is powerful, I have already figured out its key points. As long as you follow my command, the sword intent you face will be absolutely minimal." Mr. Gray patted his chest and guaranteed.

Row!
You have the experience and you have the final say.

Workers just need to take action, and Chen Shicheng is very familiar with this process.

With Mr. Hui Si's assurance, he no longer hesitated. He closed his eyes and resigned himself to his fate as he stepped into the range of the formation.

The moment he entered the formation, pressure suddenly came upon him. The originally calm sword intent was like a shark that smelled blood, and it came towards him, the "foreign object", in an overwhelming and dense manner.

Chen Shicheng raised his hands calmly, spread his fingers, and his blood began to surge wildly.

(End of this chapter)