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Chapter Fifty-Nine: Sword Tomb

But the sword still didn't respond. Lingyu suddenly wanted to retreat and turned around to leave, but was blocked by the sword.

Lingyu looked at the sword in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell are you? I'm leaving."

The sword body shook, and suddenly the sword edge flashed, and a sharp and cold breath rushed towards his face. Lingyu hurriedly turned his head, and a strand of hair broke instantly and fell to the ground.

"You..." Lingyu looked at the sword in front of her in shock. This sword could actually cut off her hair. It was so terrifying.

The sword regained its composure.

Lingyu swallowed and said, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?" Sword Spirit said in a sweet voice.

Lingyu was stunned. How come this sword spirit is like a child? It's really funny. Could it be that he was raised by humans?

"No." Lingyu decisively refused. Who knows what this sword will do to her.

"Then I'm hungry..."

As soon as Jian Ling said this, Lingyu immediately interrupted him and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go find something to eat for you."

Lingyu ran away quickly. She was worried that she would be caught and roasted if she ran too late.

She first went to the kitchen to find a bowl of white rice and a plate of vegetables, and then returned to the yard with the chopsticks. By this time, the sword was already lying back in the wooden cabinet.

Lingyu came to the yard with the bowl and sat down on the wooden bench. Looking at the bowl of rice, her appetite increased greatly. She hadn't eaten for a long time and she was really hungry at this time. She couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful of white rice.

I put it in my mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. The rice was fragrant, soft, smooth, and really comfortable to eat. It was much better than the meat buns I ate yesterday. It seems that I will have to keep a pot of steamed buns in the future.

When she was eating happily, there were sudden footsteps. Lingyu turned her head and looked over alertly, and saw a man wearing gray linen clothes walking towards this side. The man was handsome and handsome, with a slender and well-proportioned figure.

The skin is pale and looks sickly.

The man saw Lingyu sitting in the yard, was stunned, and said, "Are you the new owner of the Blood Soul Sword?"

After hearing what he said, Lingyu remembered that the masked man just now said his name was Mu Chen and that he was here to find the Blood Soul Sword.

Seeing Lingyu nodding, Mu Chen walked over and looked at Lingyu carefully.

"Who are you? How come you have this blood soul sword?" Mu Chen asked with a frown.

Lingyu shrugged, "I don't know either. I was lying in this place when I woke up, and then I saw this sword."

"So, this sword doesn't belong to you?"

"Yeah." Lingyu nodded.

Mu Chen moved his eyes away from the sword and looked at Lingyu again.

"It seems that your life should not have been taken. Not only did you save your life, you also obtained the Blood Soul Sword." Mu Chen said calmly.

Lingyu raised her eyebrows and asked, "What is life that should not be cut off?"

"There was no Sword Sect in this world."

"Ah? Where did that Blood Soul Sword come from?" Lingyu asked curiously.

Mu Chen said: "As far as I know, it was dug out from the ancient tomb by an old man. Many people were looking for the old man, but unfortunately nothing was found."

After listening to Mu Chen's words, a thought came to Lingyu's mind, could this sword be a family heirloom left by the old man to future generations?

Unfortunately, the writing on the sword was too blurry, and she couldn't recognize what it said.

"Then you came here to get the sword?" Lingyu asked tentatively. This Mu Chen didn't look like a bad guy, but he was the owner of the Blood Soul Sword and was definitely not a good person. Lingyu was a little worried.

Mu Chen smiled slightly and said: "This sword is indeed the treasure of our Blood Shadow Palace."

"Then why did you still give it to me?" Lingyu asked doubtfully.

"Because you are the new owner of the Blood Soul Sword. The Blood Soul Sword is the only weapon of our Blood Shadow Palace. Now that it falls into the hands of a woman, it is a shame for our Blood Shadow Palace!" Mu Chen said angrily.

Lingyu was startled and asked: "Since that senior chose me, he must have his reasons. Why do you call it a shame?"

"Because your qualifications are very poor. Unless you can master the martial arts I taught you, you will never be able to exert the full power of the Blood Soul Sword!"

"Then why did you choose me again?"

"Because I need you!" Mu Chen said seriously.

After a moment of silence, Lingyu asked, "What can I do for you?"

Mu Chen said: "You must help me find the remaining eight sword talismans!"

"Eight sword talismans?" Lingyu wondered, does this sword have eight handles?

"That's right, our Blood Shadow Palace will hold a competition every three years. The winner can get the sword talismans of the other six swords. As long as we collect eight sword talismans, our Blood Shadow Palace can rule the entire Holy Saint.

Luo Dalu!"

Lingyu was shocked. It turned out that the name of this sword was Blood Shadow Palace, which sounded quite domineering.

"Then do you know where the sword talisman is hidden?" Lingyu asked again.

"I don't know. The sword talismans are in the hands of the successive palace masters of our Blood Shadow Palace. Every time the palace masters exchanged them, they would tell me. But now, the palace master has disappeared for a hundred years. We have searched all over the countries and cities, but we have not found any clues.

."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Lingyu asked curiously, "Then why did you think of coming to my place?"

Mu Chen glanced at Lingyu and said, "Because you smell like the Blood Soul Sword."

"The smell of the Blood Soul Sword?" Lingyu wondered.

"Yes, the previous palace masters of our Blood Shadow Palace will leave with their own swords. The sword energy emitted by these swords is the same, but the color is slightly different."

Hearing this, Lingyu lowered his head and smelled the sword in his arms. The sword was black. Could it be that the previous owner of this sword also had a black sword?

Mu Chen continued: "The previous masters of our Blood Shadow Palace would bury their swords in the Sword Tomb and wait for the new owner. Since you can communicate with the sword spirit, you should naturally know where the Sword Tomb is, right?"

Lingyu nodded, "Yeah, I know."

"Okay then, you accompany me to the Sword Tomb to find the sword talisman." Mu Chen said bluntly, as if he was a resolute and resolute person.

"Ah?" Lingyu was confused, "You want me to go find the sword talisman with you? Are you crazy? I don't even dare to enter that place, let alone you as an outsider!"

Mu Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of danger. Besides, with you by my side, even if I encounter danger, I won't die. This is your honor!"

What an honor! Lingyu cursed secretly, but she couldn't say it directly, after all, she was in an awkward situation now.

After thinking for a long time, Lingyu reluctantly agreed. She decided to take a gamble! What if she wins?

"Then let's go now." Lingyu stood up. Although she was injured now, this person would not hurt her.

"Okay, follow me closely and don't run around!" Mu Chen warned.

"I know, let's go!" Lingyu urged.

The two of them walked out of the village one after another. Mu Chen took Lingyu over the mountains and ridges, and finally came to a small valley. This valley looked incompatible with the surrounding scenery. The valley was overgrown with trees and thorns.

"The Sword Tomb is ahead. You wait outside and don't rush in." Mu Chen reminded.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool. I knew it was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, so how could I forcefully break in?" Lingyu said with a smile.

Mu Chen nodded with satisfaction and turned around to enter the sword tomb. Lingyu was waiting outside. Suddenly, a strong wind blew. Lingyu was caught off guard and was blown to the ground. Dust suddenly flew up. She got up in embarrassment and looked around.

But she found that the surrounding area was completely empty except for her, and Mu Chen was nowhere to be seen!

This stinking gangster! He ran away after I told him not to let him go!

Lingyu couldn't help complaining. When she was about to go back to her room to rest, she saw a plaque with the word "Jianzhong" written on it. Lingyu felt happy, could it be here?

Lingyu walked towards the plaque excitedly. She stretched out her hands to press on the plaque and stroked it gently a few times. Suddenly, she felt a burning pain in the palm of her hand and hurriedly retracted her hand. A red mark appeared on the palm of her right hand.

Blood seeped out slowly and dripped on the sword card.

Lingyu stared at the red mark on his hand in surprise. The red mark looked like some kind of symbol.

"What... is this?" Lingyu murmured to himself.

Lingyu was about to do some research, but found that the plaque suddenly disappeared. Lingyu was startled and looked up at her surroundings. Sure enough, she was back in the house again.

"How could this happen?" Lingyu was stunned.

Lingyu carefully looked at the red marks on her hands. The plaque just now disappeared, but the red marks were still clearly there. What does this mean? It means that the plaque has not disappeared.

Could this plaque be the sword tomb?

But how this plaque got into her body seemed so weird.

Just when Lingyu was puzzled, Mu Chen's voice rang in her ears: "Lingyu, are you there?"

"Yes." Lingyu responded. She didn't know why she had hallucinations, but since it was Mu Chen who called her, she had to respond.

"I have already got the sword. However, the swords in this world are different from our world. The sword body is made of iron and has not softened at all. Moreover, the blade is extremely sharp and will cut the skin if you are not careful.

, if you want to use these swords, you must protect yourself first, otherwise once your skin is cut by the sword, the sword will drain your blood essence. "

Mu Chen's words hit Lingyu's mind like a thunderbolt from the blue. Her face turned pale, and her lips trembled as she asked: "You...how did you know? Who are you?"

It is impossible for anyone in this world to understand swords, let alone the characteristics and flaws of swords!

Mu Chen smiled lightly and said, "Not only do I know the characteristics of swords, I can even control them."

"You..." Lingyu's eyes widened in shock. Can he really control the sword? How did he do it? Are all monks in this world very strong?

"It is true that I can control the sword, but I am definitely more than enough to deal with you. After all, I am not only an immortal cultivator, but also a sword cultivator!" Mu Chen said proudly and ran towards the sword tomb.

Lingyu hurriedly followed Mu Chen, thinking, it seems that Mu Chen is really powerful!

Mu Chen rushed into the sword tomb, immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist, and inserted the sword into the stone slab. The stone slab shattered into powder with a click, revealing a dark and simple stone door with several powerful and powerful characters carved on the door.

——Sword Tomb.


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