Chapter 350 - The Sword Intent Painting (1/2)

Chapter 350: The Sword Intent Painting

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio <i class="_hr">Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mo Wen was a half-baked immortal cultivator, but he had actually obtained a Calaine the ecstasy he felt inside This spell talisman was ruer Those ere struck down could be resurrected It contained the mysterious power of the Law

In his Immortal Cultivation world, let alone on Earth, it was a most valuable treasure It was rumored that only ancient immortals could concoct such a divine item It was a true treasure of the immortals

Aside from the spell talismans, the jade box had a few bottles with pills stored inside However, due to the passage of time, the pills inside had all decayed Even if they used to be worth a fortune and were rare treasures, now they were but a pile of useless mud

Mo Wen exclaimed in pity If the forbidden land actually had such unbelievable treasures like the Calas would certainly not be too bad Unfortunately, very few things could have survived until now

Mo Wen paced around the secret chas with spiritual energy that had not beco on the wall One was a painting and another a tattered straw cape The painting was preserved quite well, having been framed expertly As for the straw cape, its appearance was a little ugly, as it was soed

Mo Wen took the straw cape down from the wall He noticed that it had a rich spiritual aura fluctuation on it It was a treasure of the ier had the splendor of old It could only be considered a spiritual weapon level treasure

The treasures of the immortals were divided into ranks: spiritual level weapon, profound level weapon, treasured level weapon, sacred level weapon, and immortal level weapon

A spiritual weapon for an ordinary i that they could dreaet their hands on However, treasures of the Immortal Cultivation world were rare and precious Not every immortal cultivator had the qualifications to own one As for iends Most likely even the Divine Pill Sect that Mo Wen belonged to did not have one The appearance of an ih to shake the world

As for what rank the straw cape had been back in the day, Mo Wen also did not knoever, now it could compare with a spiritual weapon It wasn’t any worse than the Ming Jiang Sword, as both were difficult-to-obtain treasures

This ite Clan patriarch did not kno to use it, and hence it was left in the secret chaht away Later, when he had tiaze onto the painting that was hanging on the wall

It was an ink painting It was a seely endless sea of clouds On top of the clouds was a mountain It was not an ordinary mountain, but a Sword Mountain forether

Mo Wen’s gaze had barely co, when a loud roar sounded in his mind The sky and earth went dark, and he nearly spat out aseemed to have appeared in front of him for real It caused his mind to enter the world inside Above the clouds, the Qi of Sas heavy, rolling in constantly, shredding clouds to pieces as far as the eye could see The heavens and the earth see Qi of Sword ( Boxno vel cosword intent” Mo Wen’s face was pale He reached out his hand to wipe away the trickle of blood fro had actually injured him! Luckily, he had retracted his mind in an instant If he had delayed a bit, it would have most likely caused him to be heavily injured

In an instant, he knew that this painting was no ordinary iteuess was correct, there was most likely a re It was a remarkable sword technique from the Immortal Cultivation world and not an ancient h to cleave the heavens and split the earth, causing the sky to collapse

Mo Wen slowly let out a breath He carefully stowed the painting away This iteh he was now just an ancient martial art practitioner and could not learn the rein If he could comprehend even a little snippet of the sword technique of the immortal cultivators, it would benefit him for life

He went once more around the secret cha, only then did Mo Wen leave the secret chah the treasure trove still had piles of good stuff, there was nothing else that caught Mo Wen’s eye

For example, there was still a pill store filled with assorted ready- Sect over the years with other factions Every bottle was priceless They could speedily increase an ancient martial art practitioner’s cultivation or treat serious internal injuries However, Mo Wen was an alchemist, so he naturally would not bother with ordinary pills

It was the other people fro after seeing the pill store How they wished they could just gobble the pills down right there and then