Lin Shiming looked around, although everyone was looking at the shadow of the sword in the sky.
But he still found that the reaction of the ten of them was the most violent.
However, what disappointed him was that he did not find anyone from the Zifu Sanren to supervise the battle.
Among the eleven of them, there are at least two who supervise the battle. Needless to say, Chen Daoyuan, with his scorching eyes just now, must be acting, and he is definitely a person with deep knowledge in the city.
There is at least one person left, who is the hidden person supervising the battle. If anyone dares not to show up, he is probably going to be stabbed in the back!
However, he didn’t know whether there was one person or several people left, or who they were.
These people behave too normal.
It's impossible to tell based on the techniques he practices. Except for him, everyone else majors in the Five Elements Sword Art of their respective attributes.
It’s possible for everyone, but it’s impossible for no one!
Since he couldn't guess, Lin Shiming simply stopped guessing and instead paid attention to the sword tomb in front of him.
Xie An took the initiative to walk to the two of them and looked at Lin Shiming and Lin Shiming. His eyes were a little worried, and he looked at Jianzhong full of longing.
"How have you gained along the way?" Xie An said in a message.
"I met a demon cultivator and was kicked out all the way!" Lin Shiming shook his head and did not elaborate.
Judging from Xie An's face, he probably hasn't found a panacea to break through the Zi Mansion, so he can only place his hope in the Sword Tomb. As long as there is a psychic sword, the Zixuan Sanren will protect his Zi Mansion.
"This time it is indeed more dangerous than before!" Xie An also sighed.
I didn’t go into details either, but the anger in my eyes was self-evident. I guess this line of work also encountered demon cultivators trying to seize the treasure.
However, in Lin Shiming's view, those from the Spiritual Beast Sect, Lingfu Sect and Wanjian Sect are better than those from the Demon Sect. In this small world, only those who get out alive will know who is the hunter and who is the prey.
.
Seemingly sensing Lin Shiming's doubts about Jianzhong, Xie An began to introduce it as if he were entering the World Tower.
"This Sword Tomb is the place where sword cultivators from the Taibai Sword Sect of all generations fought and passed down their swords!"
"It is rumored that there are a hundred and eight thousand magic swords among them, of which the third-level magic swords account for 30%. In addition, there are 81 fourth-level magic flying swords, and there are nine fifth-level magic flying swords.
The sixth-level magical flying sword has three handles."
"Even if someone takes it away, the Taibai Sword Sect will replenish it completely and always maintain this number!"
"Moreover, here, you must be recognized by the spirit sword, otherwise even the best descendant of Taibai Sword Palace will not be able to carry any sword!"
Xie An said, with a hint of envy in his eyes.
This is the foundation of Yuanying Sect, a sword tomb for disciples, and even the sixth-level magic weapon Flying Sword.
At the same time, we don’t judge by birth, only by talent!
You must know that beside these magical flying swords, many of them have the inheritance of a generation of sword cultivators. Although they do not have the techniques of the Taibai Sword Sect, the insights of the sword cultivators alone are already precious and extraordinary.
There are even rumors that the Taibai Sword Sect’s secret method of swordsmanship is recorded in detail in the sword tomb.
As for the realm of sword cultivation, the first level is the transformation of sword light, the second level is the condensation of sword energy, and the third level is the sword producing all kinds of magic.
Anyone who has reached this level can be called a generation of swordsmen.
Everything can be destroyed, but nothing can be invaded!
The Tianjianfeng monks of Qingxuan Sect are all so jealous, not to mention the Wanjian Sect next to them, who claims to be orthodox in swordsmanship. Every eyeball would like to be embedded in the sword tomb.
"These fifth-level magic weapons or sixth-level magic weapons can be called psychic swords when they produce spiritual wisdom. However, because these psychic swords are born here, their strength is often not comparable to their own level.
, the channeling of fifth-level magic weapons is often the existence of fourth-level Zifu!"
"Moreover, these psychics cannot attack the monks. This is the rule of the Sword Tomb!" Xie An said firmly.
Having said this, his eyes became more determined, and his spiritual platform was already glowing!
He felt the call!
"It is indeed the work of a large sect!" Lin Shiming also marveled, this sect is too terrifying!
These sword cultivators really rely on their talents to pass down the inheritance. Even if the sword cultivator is not here, his sword is still looking for an owner for his mantle.
Those with mediocre talents should not be passed on!
Even if the sword is covered in dust!
Of course, Lin Shiming also knew that ordinary monks would naturally look down on those psychic swords, so Zi Xuan Sanren chose the Yunjian Jue.
Yunjian Jue is to build the spiritual platform into an existence that can contain flying swords, a living scabbard.
At that time, those psychic swords can be occupied at will.
Thinking of this, Lin Shiming also felt some silence for Xie An.
Xie An felt right, he would definitely get the psychic sword, but he didn't know if it was still the same person he was at that time.
Of course, the silence in his heart was nothing more than this. Although Xie An had an unusual relationship with them, in fact, the interests were greater than friendship!
It is impossible for him to reveal this secret or even expose the cave world because of Xie An.
What's more, as one of Zixuan Sanren's direct disciples, there is a slight possibility that he is the hidden person supervising the battle.
"Thank you, senior brother, why don't these monks go up the mountain to get their swords now!" Lin Shiming asked with some confusion.
If Chen Daoyuan and others are waiting for them, it is impossible for everyone in the other sects and other factions of Qingxuan Sect to remain indifferent.
And you must know that nearly two hundred people have gathered behind Wanjian Tomb.
"Wait!" Xie An looked towards the sky, where a series of majestic and transcendent sword shadows were dazzling and rising into the sky.
"When the shadow of the sword disappears, the fog in the sword tomb will reveal a path to find the sword. At that time, we will have the opportunity!
"Everyone's journey to find a sword is different, and when they come out again, it means they have found a sword in the sword mountain!"
After Xie An finished speaking, there was a flash of light in his eyes, and his face was extremely confident.
In this sword tomb, who can compare with these monks who have at least understood the transformation of sword light, not to mention they also have the secret method of Yunjian Jue.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Hearing this, Lin Shiming also nodded and did not continue to ask.
Instead, he found a small hilltop and began to look around. The monks from other sects stood up.
There are only four monks from the four sects in the entire Wanjian Tomb, which in his opinion is too unusual.
Even if there are not many people from Tianmo Sect and Corpse Training Sect who practice swordsmanship, they will not really let the four righteous sects harvest swords and magic weapons here.
In particular, the three sects of the Zhao Kingdom are headed by Qingxuan Sect.
At this time, he wanted to inquire about the four sects, but found that he knew too little about the monks of the four sects. Even Lin Xianzhi had practiced for many years and knew many monks of Qingxuan Sect Tianjian Peak.
It’s time to make friends.
As for asking the other disciples of Zixuan Sanren, he thought for a while and then gave up. Even if Xie An was like this, the others were probably also excited at this moment.
In order to cooperate, he even had to pretend to be like everyone else, looking at the sword shadow in the sky and waiting.
In fact, part of his attention has been placed on the leaders of other sect monks.
The leader of Qingxuan Sect is Zhao Wuji, a senior brother from Shenji Peak. It is rumored that he not only has Tianlinggen, but also has peak foundation-building strength, and is also a direct disciple of Shenji Master.
As a disciple of Master Jin Dan, one can imagine his status!
Even someone as powerful as Chen Daoyuan still has great respect for the latter.
In addition to Senior Brother Zhao, there is also a Senior Brother in White, whom no Qingxuan Sect monk has ever seen, but he gets along very closely with Zhao Wuji, and his strength and cultivation must be among those at the peak of the third level.
The head monk of the Spirit Beast Sect is an eagle-nosed monk named Huang Yu. Under him is a golden roc. His cultivation level is also extremely high, and he is the most prestigious among the monks of the Spirit Beast Sect.<
/p>
According to this person, Lin Shiming had seen him in Jiuye City.
The monk of Wanjian Sect is a middle-aged man with a Chinese character named Wan Changqing. The most striking thing is that there are three swords behind him. The three swords are of different sizes, and the smaller one is only over a foot.
, the big one is five feet long!
The body is not much different from his.
The monks of Lingfu Sect are led by a young girl, wearing a heavenly talisman robe, with a red mole between her eyebrows.
His name is Ying Hongyue, and he is also a disciple of the Jindan monk of Lingfu Sect.
Lin Shiming kept looking at the monks around him, although not all the monks who entered the small world were here.
But it also represents most monks. For him, he is not willing to be an enemy of anyone who is at the peak of foundation building. Even the more powerful late-stage foundation building, he must stay away from.
At the moment when he was being monitored, he didn't think it was wise to act outstandingly or offend the other party.
What's more, his coming is just a formality.
As Lin Shiming continued to remember the characteristics of the monks, he secretly decided in his heart to only show the strength of the peak disciples in the middle stage of foundation building.
The shadow of the sword in the sky is also extremely bright.
The rays of sword light reflect the eternity, and the scenes of sword shadows are full of atmosphere.
Finally, at a certain moment, we reached the extreme.
As if all the power had been released, the sword shadows immediately retreated towards the Sword Mountain.
Like a rising tide, it slowly recedes.
At this moment, all the monks immediately started gearing up, preparing to enter the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords to find a peerless sword!
……
On Jianshan Mountain, the dusk was heavy, shrouded in black mist, and there was very little light.
As the sword light from the sky slowly fell, it slowly shrank into dozens of swords.
In these sword graves, every sword is floating in the air, standing, lying down, taking out the sword, or sheathing it!
The next moment.
Just hear a buzz!
All the swords began to tremble and made a clear sword cry.
These spiritual swords seemed to come alive and began to draw swords.
"Another thirty years..." A hoarse sigh sounded.
"Yongye, will you lower the difficulty this time?" A voice asked next to him.
"Probably, but it can't be reduced much..." A voice echoed.
"Why should the difficulty be lowered? How can mediocre people get close to us as psychics?"
"Yanyang, it is precisely because everyone thinks like you that we are the only ones left here for these thousands of years!"
"That's you. If there is no one who can inherit the inheritance, can't we find a true way to be a swordsman? You must know that there are spiritual races in the spiritual world!"
"Okay, don't make any noise. Do you feel it? This time, the scabbard appears!"
As soon as these words were spoken, dozens of swords in the void began to tremble more and more violently.
Even sword lights appeared in the void.
As if to confirm something, the sound of swords began to ring again the next moment.
I saw countless sword lights evolving and condensing.
In the Kingdom of Zhao, it is extremely rare for sword light to take shape and sword energy to condense into threads, but it can be easily displayed under these spiritual swords.
After thousands of years, these swords have become restless.
"The people from Taibai Sword Palace are back?" After a long time, a question rang out again.
"No, it should be that someone has obtained the secret to breaking through the Purple Mansion with the Psychic Sword!"
As soon as these words came out, many swordsmen became quiet.
The scabbard method is originally the oldest method of the Taibai Sword Sect, and it is for the purpose of taking away the psychic sword from the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb.
Use your body to nourish your sword, and use your spiritual platform as lamp oil.
It was then given to the younger generations, but over the years, the decline of the Taibai Sword Sect caused them to forget about these psychic swords.
The scabbard is undoubtedly their opportunity, but by the same token, they may still encounter the secret method of gathering pills after going out.
"I have to try!" Another word rang out.
"If they can take my sword, what's the point of using it to gather pills?"
At this time, the voice that lamented for thirty years sounded again:
"Didn't you notice that this time, Senior Cao also ascended to the sky to reflect?"
As soon as these words came out, many swords in the void immediately looked in the same direction.
Only then did they recall that when they were reflecting just now, the senior Cao who had been indifferent and guarding the sacred mountain also began to climb up to the sky to reflect.
Covering almost half of the secret realm of the small world.
And that kind of ability is not something that their fifth-level magic weapon psychic swords can display.
……
Outside the Sword Mountain, the shadow of the sword disappeared.
The entire Sword Tomb began to calm down, revealing the black mountain.
The black mist began to roll, and began to gather and gather, becoming thicker in dense places and duller in places.
This also leaves a climbing path dozens of feet long.
Everyone looked at the changes in the sword tomb, but no one moved first. The fog had not stopped yet, so everyone could only look towards the sword tomb, hoping to see a peerless sword outside the mountain.
Although those who can stay here are obsessed with treasure hunting, they also know a lot about themselves.
On the contrary, it was the people from Wanjian Sect, carrying heavy swords, as if they were determined to walk in front.
"Everyone, come climb the mountain with me and look for the sword!" Chen Daoyuan walked at the front of Lin Shiming and others. He turned back and glanced into the eyes of a few people, and then walked at the front.
The eleven people also walked forward instantly.
They will not fall behind Wanjian Sect.
As everyone prepared, the passage was finally formed, revealing a black staircase filled with spiritual swords.
It is somewhat similar to Qingxuanzong’s ladder to ascend to immortality.
Huang Yu was walking at the front, and he strode up the stairs. Then, surprisingly, everyone outside could no longer see Huang Yu.
Obviously, the latter has entered the Sword Tomb and climbed the Sword Mountain.
As Huang Yu entered, more and more Wanjian Sect monks logged in. At this time, what Lin Shiming didn't expect was that, as expected, Xie An was walking at the back, and walking at the back together was the Ye family.
Ye Changyuan.
Lin Shiming was really surprised, but after thinking about it, he felt it was normal.
At the same time, the arrangements for Zixuan Sanren became clearer in my mind.
On the surface, he is also closer to Lin Xianzhi. As a younger generation, he will do the same when encountering secret realms, so Lin Shiming also acts generously.
Because he would be separated when he climbed the ladder, he had to take Lin Xianzhi into his cave as soon as possible.