"My nephew, this is the Sword Tomb."

The leader of the Yueshan Sect formed a seal on his fingertips to open a passage that could accommodate one person through the barrier that blocked the sword tomb.

And handed Miao a token with a small sword engraved on it.

"Little nephew, this is a transmission order. When you find a suitable spiritual sword in the sword tomb, you can crush it and you can come out of the sword tomb."

"Oh."

Miao Miao took the token casually.

Dragging a lazy pace, he slowly entered the barrier.

"Little nephew, remember to choose something that suits you, don't just pick one out randomly."

Although he has not had much contact with this young nephew in the past three years.

But after only being in contact with him for a short time today, he knew that this young nephew had a lazy temperament.

If you don't say this, I'm afraid the little nephew will find it troublesome and just pick one out.

Xumiao paused.

Don't tell me, she really thinks so.

He turned around and waved to Yueshan.

"Uncle Master, I understand, please go back."

Hey, even if I picked it up casually, you wouldn’t be able to see it!

From a superficial perspective, the Sword Tomb is the grave of swords.

And indeed it is.

Sword cultivators all love swords.

In their view, the sword also contains life and is a partner who fights side by side with them.

Therefore, when every sword cultivator dies, he will carve a return talisman on the spirit sword, and then the spirit sword will return to the sword tomb on its own.

The spirit sword has a spirit. When its owner dies, it will fall into a deep sleep, waiting for the next person who is destined to wake it up.

As soon as he stepped into the sword tomb, Xiumiao's eyes were filled with darkness.

The long corridor looks like a bottomless abyss.

Under the dim sight, I don’t know when fog started in the passage.

The fog is very thick.

Miao Miao didn't care at all. She looked around, found a big rock, and sat on it.

Anyway, the old man asked her to look for the sword, but he didn’t tell her when to look for it or when to go out.

It doesn't matter if she squints slightly.

Sitting on the big stone, Miao Miao leaned against the stone wall, her upper eyelids and lower eyelids were in close contact, and she fell asleep not long after.

But someone who was sleeping did not realize that the stone wall she was leaning on was not a stone wall at all, but a monument.

There are three characters on the stele, which is: "Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords"

As her consciousness drifted, Miao Miao felt as if she had turned into a piece of mud and was being flattened and rounded by a pair of big hands.

The surrounding temperature was slowly rising, and she felt hot.

Subconsciously, she wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were as heavy as heavy weights.

In the dark corridor, the stone tablet leaning behind Xiumiao flashed a bright light from time to time.

As the light came one after another, the entire corridor began to flash frequently.

And where the flashes are, there are all standing stone monuments.

At the end of the corridor, something seemed to be slowly waking up. The buzzing sounds started out like a mosquito-like sound and gradually grew stronger.

Buzzing~

Every buzzing sound is followed by a crisp sword cry.

Xiumiao frowned, sleeping a little restlessly, her eyelashes trembling, but she never woke up.

So hot!

It seems that the whole person is in flames.

The temperature of the flame was getting higher and higher, as if it was going to melt her.

"How about the divine sword? How about the fairy sword? If they don't choose me as their master, they are all useless swords."

"Today, I must refine the unique Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords in this world."

There is a crazy-like voice screaming in my ears.

The drowsy consciousness makes Xumiao's brain a bit sluggish.

Who is so arrogant?

But I’m so ambitious!

If he could really create the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords, she would definitely give him a thumbs up.

But who is messing with me?

Just now, she felt like she was being flattened and rounded. Now, she felt like she was being stretched into lasagna.

Suddenly, Miao Miao felt that the temperature of her whole body was cooling rapidly, and there was a biting wind howling.

She felt as if she was flying.

"Hahaha, it's become my ancestor of ten thousand swords."

Consciousness begins to become clearer.

When Miao Miao opened her eyes, what caught her eye was a bearded face.

She couldn't tell what that face looked like, but the madness in his eyes startled her.

She leaned back to avoid it, only to realize that she had no legs.

I looked at myself subconsciously and realized that she had become a sword.

"Wan Jian, from now on, this will be your name, and from now on you will follow me to kill the cholera demons in the world!"

As time passes, the picture changes.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with broken limbs and arms.

The sky was gloomy, the clouds were extremely low, and purple thunder mixed with blood rolled in the dark clouds.

There were ferocious and greedy faces all around, looking at the sword in the hand of the man dressed in white with ardent eyes.

Now, as Wan Jian, Miao Miao can see the overwhelming corpses of monsters on the ground, but around them are the faces of human monks.

The huge formation trapped them each with a sword.

"Wan Jian, come with me today to face the final battle."

The blood-stained hand brushed the sword blade, and the sword screamed and emitted bursts of blood, dripping with evil energy.

The roar of thunder was like a roaring dragon, engulfing them.

……

"Ouch~"

Miao Miao suddenly opened her eyes, and the thunder struck her body, destroying the entire sword body. The pain caused her to jump directly on the spot.

"Damn it, how could I have such a strange dream?"

Struck by lightning?

She is the successor of the socialist model in the new era and a good young woman with three obediences and four virtues.

The core values ​​of socialism are firmly in my mind and will never be forgotten.

From time to time, I would also like to help others.

Help the old lady cross the road, help the security guard chase away the dog, help the baby find its mother...

Although in the end it was unnecessary to help the old lady cross the road, I helped the security guard chase away the dog, and I helped the tadpole find its mother and find the toad...

But how could such a kind-hearted person be struck by lightning?

Miaomiao grinned, but accidentally tripped and fell.

His head hit the stone tablet hard.

Warm liquid flowed down the cheek.

Go ahead, it’s so unlucky that even drinking cold water will hurt your teeth!

She didn't use crow's mouth to herself!
To be continued...