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... , and half of the lines seem to be alive and begin to swim, gradually forming characters one by one, and finally rushing into the fingers and rushing towards the head.

As he expected, this is a refining method for the essence of the sword embryo, with a secret technique that uses the sword embryo to generate sword energy.

In fact, it is extremely difficult to cultivate sword energy. Using the essence of the sword embryo to cultivate is only more conducive to comprehension and incre ...

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