The Sword Tomb of the Sword Forging City is an underground palace located just behind the Tallinn.
Ling Tian and Zifeng walked quickly and soon arrived outside the Sword Burial Tomb.
The entrance to the Sword Tomb is like a tomb, with the door open but two guards guarding it.
Ling Tian took out the City Lord's Order temporarily borrowed from the Lord of Sword Forging City, and was immediately released by two guards.
The stone steps went all the way down, deep into the underground palace, and it was pitch black ahead.
Zifeng was afraid of the dark, so she walked beside Ling Tian and used the power of lightning in her hands to get a little light.
"arrive!"
As he approached the real place where the sword was buried, Ling Tian could smell the scent of the sword.
Zifeng then further activated the power of thunder and lightning, and Ling Tian's whole body also burned with flames.
Under the dual illumination of electric light and firelight, the dark underground palace instantly became extremely bright.
"There are so many swords... They are all royal weapons... This Sword Forging City is really not an ordinary luxury..."
Zifeng saw the scene in front of her clearly and sighed sincerely.
The swords here are basically low-grade royal weapons and medium-grade royal weapons.
There are various types, epee, soft sword, long sword, short sword.
There are so many of them that they can't be counted, and they are piled up here in a disorderly manner like a pile of garbage.
This should be the result of the accumulation of discarded swords in Sword Forging City for more than a thousand years.
"Ling Tian, why do I feel like there is no holy sword here?"
Looking around, Zifeng gradually frowned.
The power of the holy weapon is terrifying. Even if no one touches it, it still carries an extraordinary aura.
However, at this time, Zifeng could not detect the existence of the holy weapon here at all.
"My father left the Ancient Sword of Apocalypse here, and he must have used some means to cover up the aura of the Ancient Sword of Apocalypse."
Ling Tian was not surprised by this. If the Ancient Sword of Tianqi was found so easily, what else would they do?
Zifeng nodded slightly, feeling that Ling Tian's words were reasonable, but it made it even more difficult, "Then how are we going to find the Ancient Sword of Tianqi? We haven't seen it before?"
"Um……"
Ling Tian pondered for a moment and slowly analyzed, "Most of the swords here are
New swords have not been used by warriors. There are only a few old swords that have been used by warriors. Since old swords are invisibly attached to the sword energy of warriors, the Ancient Sword of Tianqi must also be an old sword. We can start with this.
filter."
"this……"
Zifeng took a closer look at the swords at his feet.
Then he immediately shook his head helplessly, "I can't tell the difference between a new sword and an old sword..."
New sword and old sword, one has no sword energy attached to it, the other has sword energy attached to it.
Sword cultivators may be able to tell the difference.
But Zifeng is not a sword cultivator, so it is difficult to tell.
"Brother Lingtian, it's up to you!"
Zifeng spread her hands and said to Ling Tian with a wry smile.
"OK!"
Ling Tian nodded, "Brother Zifeng, help me illuminate this place!"
"good!"
Zifeng agreed, and raised his arms high with the power of thunder and lightning.
The shining light of thunder and lightning once again illuminated the entire underground palace.
Ling Tian put away the flames on his body and took a deep breath. Wisps of sword energy spread out from his body and touched the swords scattered and piled up here.
Bang bang bang...
A series of metal collision sounds were heard one after another.
Under Ling Tian's control, one sword after another floated up from the pile of swords and stood above the two of them.
The number of discarded swords in the sword burial mound is immeasurable.
Even after being screened by Ling Tian, the number of old swords still exceeds one hundred.
"Um?"
Zifeng seemed to have discovered something. He raised his hand in surprise and pointed at one of the swords standing above the two of them, "Brother Lingtian, that sword looks so familiar..."
This sword is dark gold in color and extremely sharp.
On the sword blade, there is a faint breath of sword energy.
"Tianxuan Ancient Sword!"
Ling Tian also noticed the sword, and his expression also changed.
When he reached out his palm, the dark golden sword was immediately in his hand.
"Isn't the Ancient Tianxuan Sword Shangguan Yunche's sword? Why is it here?"
After receiving Ling Tian's confirmation, Zifeng asked with confusion.
"This sword does not belong to Shangguan Yunche."
Ling Tian shook his head, already deducing something in his mind.
"ah?"
Zifeng looked confused.
Ling Tian explained, "The ancient Tianxuan Sword is the sword inherited by the Shangguan Saint Clan. It is also a holy sword. However, this sword can be divided into nine and turned into nine low-grade king swords. The sword in Shangguan Yunche's hand is the same as mine.
This handle is just one of them." .??.
"Is that so?"
After Ling Tian's explanation, Zifeng immediately figured it out.
The Shangguan Saint Clan is the Eastern Wasteland Saint Clan.
Although it has declined now, it was once powerful.
How could a powerful saint regard a royal weapon as an inherited item?
The Tianxuan Ancient Sword, which combines nine swords into one, is a powerful holy sword.
The Shangguan Saint Clan has inherited it for thousands of years, and eight of them have been lost.
In the end, only the ancient Tianxuan sword in Shangguan Yunche's hand was left.
Over time, the ancient Tianxuan sword became more of a symbol.
Ling Tian didn't think about why the Tianxuan Ancient Sword was here.
After putting away the Tianxuan Ancient Sword, his eyes were fixed on the hundreds of swords hanging above his head.
Judging from the aura permeating these swords, they all belong to low-grade king swords and middle-grade king swords.
Ling Tian has never seen the ancient sword of Tianqi, the holy sword inherited by the Ling family's holy clan, so it is impossible to judge which of these swords is the ancient sword of Tianqi, the holy sword inherited by the Ling family's holy clan.
"Brother Lingtian!"
Zifeng saw Ling Tian's brows furrowed and guessed that Ling Tian couldn't tell the difference between the ancient sword of Tianqi.
After hesitating for a while, he suggested to Ling Tian, "How about you bring all these more than a hundred swords with you?"
Go back to Wuji Holy Land and ask your father to identify the ancient sword of Tianqi?"
"Is this...appropriate?"
Ling Tian's eyes flickered.
"There are so many swords here, but there are more than a hundred swords missing. You can't tell, right?"
Zifeng looked around at the pile of swords, shrugged and smiled evilly.
"It seems...that's the case."
Ling Tian narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, and finally followed Zifeng's suggestion.
With a wave of his hand, he put all the more than a hundred swords into his ring.
Taking away more than a hundred royal swords from the Sword Tomb at once was somewhat unkind.
Ling Tian thought that when he saw the Lord of Sword Forging City later, he should say hello to him.
Presumably, as the lord of Sword Forging City, he wouldn't care about a mere hundred royal swords, right?
Ling Tian and Zifeng left the Sword Burial Tomb and returned to the black tower where the Lord of the Sword Forging City was.
Because they did not close the black tower door when they left, they successfully reached the first floor of the black tower.
At this time, the Lord of Sword Forging City was obviously not finished yet, so the two of them simply sat here and waited.
Several hours passed, and the sound of footsteps could be heard on the second floor of the black tower.
Ling Tian and Zifeng woke up, stood up at the same time, and looked at the stairs connecting the first and second floors of the black tower.
I saw the Lord of Sword Forging City walking down the stairs, looking very tired, holding his waist with one hand.
"Senior, has the Chaos Sword been repaired successfully?"
Ling Tian stepped forward to greet him, bowed his hands, and cast an expectant look at the Lord of Sword Forging City.
"Is it possible that my attempt will fail?"
Sword Forging City smiled proudly, turned his hand and took out the Chaos Sword and handed it to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he looked at the Chaos Sword excitedly.
After repair, the blade of this sword is shiny, sharp and perfect.
Only at the end position, there are two more eye-catching words - there is wood!
Come to think of it, 'Youmu' is the name of the city lord of Sword Forging City, right?