Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

After a while, Nan Jing exclaimed in surprise: "This is infused with the source of consciousness into the material and fused into the body of the sword, right? In this way, it is like mechas made by a source of high consciousness. They have 'self' Consciousness', can discern its own master!"

Therefore, the sword did not resist when Landis touched it, because of the existence of the source of consciousness, it only recognized Landis as its master.

Landis smiled slightly and said: "Very smart, the golden veins are indeed a fusion of super god-level thunder-attribute materials added to the source of consciousness. This is the so-called simultaneous energy button. No matter how powerful the sword is, it's just a piece of scrap metal that cannot be used by ancient martial artists."

Nan Jing clapped his hands, and continued with bright eyes: "This is the combination of the source of consciousness and ancient martial power, allowing ancient martial artists to use weapons to maximize the effectiveness of ancient martial power...that is, as long as they can have their own Weapons, the lethality of ancient martial arts can be doubled!"

Landis raised his eyebrows, looked at Nan Jing with a half-smile, and bounced a chestnut on his head.

"You want to be lazy before you start training? Am I spoiling you too much?"

Nan Jing covered his head and stuck out his tongue. He definitely had this idea. Of course, he also knew that opportunistic methods would not bring any benefits at all, so he just said it casually.

I saw Landis cut himself and Nan Jing's fingers with the blade of the sword, dripping blood onto the golden groove of the hilt.

I saw two different drops of blood fused instantly, extending along the veins of the groove to the body of the sword, the golden dark lines slowly covered with blood red, and there was a sound of murmurs, and the body of the sword kept shaking in Landis' hands It seems that as soon as you let go, it will fly out.

Nan Jing only felt waves of electric shocks coming from the place where he was in contact with Landis, which was not strong but made people feel uncomfortable.

But except for the initial whisper, Nan Jing gritted his teeth and persisted.

I don't know when it started, the source of consciousness stored in the pineal body flowed out uncontrollably, meeting the source of consciousness impacted by the sword body, and constantly making collision sounds.

Nan Jing looked at Landis without knowing why, but the latter closed his eyes and clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, and his red lips were tightly pressed together. It could be seen that he had been greatly impacted, and even his forehead had a little bruise. fine sweat.

Soon, Nan Jing knew what he was doing.

The source of his consciousness quickly returned, and at the same time, he brought a sword manual passed down through his subconscious mind. The soft and shiny paper floated in his mind page by page, and the ancient and complicated words flashed in front of his eyes. Each move is like an innate memory, deeply engraved in Nan Jing's mind.

Before he had time to be surprised, Nan Jing's right hand was grasped by Landis at some point and placed on the hilt of the sword.

Su Ma's source of consciousness was transmitted from the sword body to the fingertips, invaded, turned a complete circle in Nan Jing's body, and slowly moved back into the sword body.

"Acknowledge the Lord."

The word was blurted out immediately, and at this moment, Nan Jing could no longer suppress his shock. He looked at the obediently obedient long sword in his hand with a look of shock, and then turned his head to stare at Landis who had returned to normal.

Some heritages cannot be told in words.

It's like at the moment when the long sword's bloodline contract was completed, Nan Jing clearly "saw" the name of the sword—Wu Yuan, and his indescribable understanding of ancient martial arts.

And Nan Jing also understood that Landis used himself as an intermediary to bear the test and attacking power of Wuyuan Sword for him.

Super other weapons already have spirituality. Taking Nanjing's ancient martial arts level, they are not worthy of a contract with it. However, Landis forced Wuyuan to recognize Nanjing...

"How are you?"

Nan Jing's initial sense of surprise at getting the inheritance has dissipated. He held Landis's arm and looked at his face worriedly. Without asking, it can be seen that Wuyuan Sword's recognition of the master is not so willing. Si caused some damage.

Landis's eager worry about Nan Jing was very helpful.

Under normal circumstances, forcing a super god-level weapon to recognize its master will cause strong backlash, and in severe cases, it may even cause tendons to rupture, but fortunately, Wuyuan is full of spirituality, and it is rare to be obedient. People who recognize the master can be regarded as letting go , and did not cause him much harm.

"It's good to take a break, Gu Wu and the source of consciousness consume a lot, don't worry dear."

Landis waved his hand indifferently to appease Nan Jing's worries.

"The sword book and the sword style have been passed down to you, but now you can only activate the first three moves. Although the entry moves are simple and simple, it will take a lot of time to master the basics... Come on, use your ancient martial power try."

With that said, Landis stuffed the Wuyuan Sword into Nan Jing's hand.

Through the inheritance of Landis, the original owner, as an intermediary, Nan Jing not only got the approval of Wuyuan Sword, but also mastered the methods and skills of using ancient force passed to him by Landis through the source of consciousness.

The Wuyuan Sword will actively adapt to its owner, not only in terms of feel and weight, but also adjust itself according to the owner's intention.

Since opening the first three levels of sword manuals, Nan Jing seems to have practiced according to the sword manuals thousands of times. Just by mobilizing his mind, he can naturally and rationally use the ancient force to various parts of the body and transmit it to the long sword , easily pulled out the sword flower.

The silver-blue was wrapped with a pitch-black long sword, and the golden light flowed, dancing with the young man's movements.

At some point, there were already two other people in this huge private training ground, one was graceful and casual, with a shallow smile, and the other had a straight back, as cold as ice.

Standing beside Landis, they also focused their eyes on the young man who was immersed in the graceful world of Wuyuan Sword Manual.

Wenman's posture is chic, holding a crystal clear goblet in his hand, the bright red liquid inside is rippling round and round, with a light smile on his face, but no emotion can be seen in his half-closed eyes.

After a long silence, Wenman asked: "How much inheritance has he accepted?"

Landis stared at Nan Jing intently, and said casually, "All."

The sloshing liquid comes to rest.

Feng Jianli's expressionless face gradually revealed an unbelievable expression, and his whole body became vivid. This is so rare for him. Even in the past ten years, no one has seen him so rich. facial expressions.

Landis looked at him sideways, and smiled slightly: "You know what this means. The data can be changed, the genetic map can be changed, but the blood of the ancient warrior family cannot be hidden."

In the mysterious and ancient ancient martial arts, there are two teaching methods.

The most common and well-known method is to start practicing with bare hands step by step from the time the ancient martial arts is activated.

This is also the common method used by all military academies, including Sifal Military Academy, to teach ancient martial arts.

This is called "teaching".

After years of gradual and in-depth training, ancient martial arts masters have become more and more proficient in mastering ancient martial arts, and gradually they can explore deeper mysteries of ancient martial arts. After some of them are lucky enough to obtain suitable weapons, they can even exert the essence of ancient martial arts.

But all of this requires talent and luck—without talent, not only will you not be able to comprehend ancient martial arts, but it will also be very difficult to improve the level of ancient martial arts. Ancient martial arts scholars who can only stay at the theoretical level.

But the armor is different.

Mechas and technology are linked together. Although it requires the mental power of mecha fighters to control, it also does not require so much talent and luck. At least as long as you work hard and your genetic level is not so low, it is no problem to drive a mecha to fight. of.

More mecha fighters regard the practice of ancient martial arts as a tool to strengthen their bodies. This is the fundamental reason why the ancient martial arts department is gradually declining and the mecha department is growing.

The second method, which is also unknown and only passed down from generation to generation in large families - is called "inheritance".

This kind of inheritance does not require the recipient to have any foundation in ancient martial arts, and can be taught by the inheritor through the source of consciousness, so as to directly transform them into his own consciousness and gain transparency.

It can be said that this method puts the cart before the horse and completely reduces the accumulation of the foundation by the inheritors.

But in fact, this is the true meaning of ancient martial arts, and it is also the essence of ancient martial arts-not only avoiding a lot of training time, but also quickly find your own shortcomings based on the skills acquired through inheritance, and combine the guidance of your predecessors, So as to get the maximum benefit in the shortest time.

There is always a limit to what can be inherited, and not every recipient can get all the inheritance.

On the one hand, it is the blood relationship between the teacher and the inheritor. The closer the blood, the more you can get.

On the other hand, it is the potential of the inheritor himself. The greater the potential, the more inheritance he will receive. On the contrary, even the direct blood can only guarantee the simplest and most basic inheritance content.

Although Nan Jing was recognized by Landis and made a royal contract at the beginning, he did not have the blood of an isolated family or an orthodox royal family. According to common sense, even if he got the inheritance, it would only be discounted. If Nan Jing has a high enough talent, maybe it can reach 75%.

But Landis said that the inheritance Nan Jing got is full value!

Landis is the inheritor, and he will never make a mistake about it. On the contrary, it can show that Nan Jing's own blood has an absolutely pure blood of the ancient Guwu family...

This realization made Feng Jianli's eyes heat up, his hands clenched tightly around his legs, and his knuckles turned white.

If the unknown little thing in the Nanjing terminal is just a guess, what this perfect inheritance presents is definitely the innate blood of the ancient martial arts—the Feng family, from the ancient martial arts thousands of years ago. The ancient samurai families that have existed since the earth age, their descendants have the most perfect ability to inherit and accept.

Wenman laughed lowly, the wine glass in his hand trembling slightly, looked up at Feng Jianli who was also about to hide, and said: "It seems that the test report of the authoritative organization will also have problems."

When Feng Jianli had sufficient reason to believe that Nan Jing was related to him, he had already obtained Nan Jing's hair and sent it to an authoritative organization for comparison.

However, the result was unsatisfactory, as if they had been given a blow to the head, clearly showing that the two were not related at all.

Falling from heaven to hell, although Feng didn't say anything, the closed terminal can also explain his bad mood.

And now, what could be more indicative of Nan Jing's bloodline than fully accepting the inheritance?

Feng Jianli looked deeply at Landis, and patted him heavily on the shoulder, "Thank you very much."

If it wasn't for Landis, maybe he would need some time to adjust his mood and think carefully about the reasons for his strange affection for Landis' lover.

But now, he only felt relieved and grateful.

There will be an innate sense of closeness among the direct blood relatives of the Feng family. These have been deeply rooted in the blood since ancient times and have never changed.

Landis' ice-blue eyes glowed softly under the light, and the boy's figure filled his entire world.

"I don't mind more people pampering him, and besides, I think Jing'er would be happy to have a home."

Feng Jianli nodded seriously, and said firmly as if swearing: "He will."

Wenman, who was laughing beside him without saying a word, raised his hand and swallowed half a glass of wine in one gulp, finally heaving a sigh of relief.