After going down the steps, the bluestone was restored, and the surrounding area suddenly became dark.
Then, there was a light above the head, but the ceiling above the head was glowing slightly, like a layer of fireflies. A tunnel snaked forward in front of him.
The tunnel has a slight slope, all the way down, and there is another door at the end, which opens automatically without waiting for the two people to push the door.
A shimmering blue light lit up.
Behind the door is a hall, which is circular. There is a transparent glass roof above, and you can see the green water waves outside the glass, and fish swimming against the glass.
By the way, this place is under the water.
Tang Zhao was filled with admiration. The Fu Sword Master was indeed a group of people who created miracles.
There are several doors around the hall, and in front of each door there is a sculpture of a white crane.
Without saying a word, Xue Xianyun opened the door to the first room on the left.
Tang Zhao followed him through the door and saw a faintly visible symbol on the top of the crane's head at the door.
Deja vu——
"null"!
Tang Zhao immediately thought of the first page in Fu Shi's enlightenment book.
Emptiness, the original and most basic element, has nothing, everything is empty.
Then here is...
A vacant room.
Just as Tang Zhao guessed, this is an empty room without any furniture, but when everyone comes in, they will not feel that the place is empty, but will feel that the view is chaotic.
I saw that the four walls of the room were full of holes, like a honeycomb. If you look carefully, you can see that the holes are not floating on the surface of the wall, but deep into the wall. The wall is also very strange. It is not transparent, but faint.
It's silver, but you can see the hole in the wall through the surface.
Tang Zhao thought: Wait, where have you seen the material of this wall?
"Strange stone?"
By the way, when he took out the invading sword seed, Xue Yeyu took out such a strange stone and put the sword seed inside.
"It's the strange stone." Xue Xianyun said in a long voice, "The four walls are all made of strange stones."
He paused here, as if waiting for Tang Zhao to say something, but Tang Zhao just looked at the wall curiously.
Xue Xianyun paused slightly and said: "Exotic stone is the only material that can accommodate sword species."
Tang Zhao nodded and was about to say: "I've heard of it." Then he reacted and let out a sigh and said: "These four walls...are all sword types?!"
Isn’t this...too treacherous?!
The four walls are covered with sword types. Doesn’t Zhuoyu Villa contain hundreds of sword types?
Who said swords are rare?
Xue Xianyun said: "Of course it's impossible. It's not certain whether there are hundreds of types of swords that haven't been cast in the world. It's just hidden in the woods. There are sword types and other materials. In addition to sword types in the world, there are only
Is there no other 'empty' material? Space is also empty. Here -" He pointed to a hollow.
This cavity is only the size of a finger. It is not as quiet as other cavities. Instead, it expands and contracts slightly from time to time, and tiny black cracks flash through the cavity from time to time.
"This is a space on the verge of collapse, taken from a magical cave that is about to be closed."
He pointed casually, "There are many similar materials. All the various forms of space are among them."
Tang Zhao's mood was up and down, and he felt that this ordinary room was mysterious.
After the visit, Xue Xianyun took him out. Until the end, he did not say clearly how many of the holes in the wall were sword species. Tang Zhao secretly guessed in his heart.
The two entered the next room again, and on the crane at the door was another symbol:
"wind!"
There is no wind in the room, only round balls. These balls have no supports or tethers, and they just float in the air. The balls are neither gold nor jade, and their texture is as light as foam. The surface is hollow, like aromatherapy balls.
Through the hollow, you can see that there is nothing in the middle of the sphere.
"Is there wind hidden in these balls?" Tang Zhao was even more puzzled.
"What is wind?" While Tang Zhao was thinking, Xue Xianyun suddenly asked.
Tang Zhao instinctively answered the answer given to him by Mr. Chen: "Wind is flowing air, airflow."
Xue Xianyun said: "That's half right. For swordsmiths, wind is a large category of materials. All materials that you can't see or touch, but can feel, are wind. The most abundant ones are Qi, all kinds of materials.
Qi. But it’s not just Qi. Grab the ball next to you and feel it. Remember to hold it in your hand, hold it tight, and plug all the holes.”
Tang Zhao grabbed a floating ball at random and covered the surface with his hand. He felt a hint of coolness coming out of the holes and penetrated into his skin, making his palms feel cold.
"Air conditioning, or temperature, is also a type of air."
Let go of the ball, and the aromatherapy ball is still floating in the air, but it is not floating as high as it was just now, and is a few feet lower in the air.
Tang Zhao only found it very interesting and couldn't help but grab another floating ball next to it.
As soon as he grabbed it, he felt pain on his skin, as if countless small fists stretched out from the hollows and punched his palm. He quickly let go and saw that his palm was red.
"That's strength." Xue Xianyun's face darkened.
Tang Zhao noticed that the owner of the village had a bad look on his face and knew that he was being rude by touching without permission. He quickly apologized and couldn't help but ask: "Is strength also wind?"
Xue Xianyun said: "Of course, strength can't be seen, touched, or felt? In that case, why not wind? The strength produced by different martial arts is different, and they are made of different materials. It is a very broad category of wind materials.
It’s a big category. Don’t act blindly, you don’t know what these are, there are many dangers in them.”
He glanced vaguely at the ball. When Tang Zhao touched it, the ball dropped a lot and hung weakly at the height of his knees, as if it was leaking air.
I've lost a lot this time. Ah, I feel so sad.
I just can't say it, otherwise I'll look stingy.
Tang Zhao asked: "Strength is wind, but what about internal strength?"
Although Xue Xianyun had a straight face, he did not show any impatience when answering the question, saying: "It is also wind, but it is more fire-like than strength. We have also collected several kinds here."
"Where's the spirit?"
"Also. It's a higher quality material. And it's harder to collect."
Tang Zhao thought to himself: It seems that being able to collect all kinds of elusive materials is also a swordsmith's method.
"What about Gang Qi?"
"The Gangqi is not here."
The two of them went to the next room. Tang Zhao knew what it was without even looking at the door.
"fire!"
In the room, there are large mirrors. The mirrors face the wall. When you enter the door, you can only see the back of the mirror. There are various patterns, including grapes, sea beasts, tangled flowers, lotus, cranes, and all kinds of strange things.
Weird and even extremely abstract patterns.
"This is a fire material. You can turn it over and look at it, but you can't touch it." Xue Xianyun turned a mirror over and saw flames in the mirror, like a fire snake dancing wildly.
"Fire, of course fire material." He turned another mirror, and the lightning flashed in the mirror.
"Thunder is also a very common fire material. You can turn it over a few more times."
With Xue Xianyun's permission, Tang Zhao carefully turned it over and saw that the mirror was completely dark, as if it was late at night.
Xue Xianyun glanced at it: "Shadow is also a typical fire material."
"Then light too?"
"Of course. All kinds of light."
Tang Zhao pondered: "Fire material is the kind of material that can't be touched but can be seen?"
Xue Xianyun showed slight approval and said: "It's not just seeing, it also contains energy or other properties. Pure colors or patterns are not considered materials. The aura you just mentioned is here." He deflected the one in the corner.
A mirror. The brilliance in the mirror is brilliant, and the brilliance is full of power.
This is Gang Qi, which Tang Zhao has seen in masters like Si Liyu, a high-level power that can withstand swordsmanship. Indeed, Gang Qi is visible to the naked eye and can be attached to fists, feet, and weapons, but in the end it has no entity.
Behind the powerful mirror, there is an extremely delicate mirror. The edge of the frame is inlaid with a silver edge like an exotic stone. Even when viewed from behind, it seems to be reflecting light.
Tang Zhao couldn't help but take a second look. Xue Xianyun noticed it and said calmly: "That's the soul."
Soul is a fire material.
Tang Zhao's heart was filled with ups and downs, and he left the Fire Room, which was next door to the Water Room.
The materials between the water are very close to Tang Zhao's knowledge, and the containers are just exquisite jade bottles. Although they are crystal clear and of extraordinary quality, they lack the soul-stirring mystery.
Here, Tang Zhao saw all kinds of water, wine, oil, mercury and even quicksand. All materials that have real mass and can flow without shape are classified as water materials.
Of course, there are also materials similar to Gangqi.
"Jianyuan".
"The energy of the sword is a thick liquid, you should know that."
Tang Zhao said sincerely: "The student is ignorant, this is the first time I've seen him."
The sword element was very beautiful, shiny and almost transparent, but just a small drop, the power contained in it was so touching that Tang Zhao felt his heart pounding after just one glance.
There is also a water-based material that is in the same order as the spirit and soul. It is unexpectedly common and is blood.
Finally, of course, there is the earth room, which is the largest of all the rooms, almost larger than the previous ones combined.
Tang Zhao suddenly returned to the real world, and saw large crystal cabinets filled with various materials. Metals, rocks, vegetation, cloth, fur, jewelry, and even coal, paper, pottery, wax, and ink were all rare.
Materials. There are so many different kinds of materials that you can see them endlessly.
In the past, Tang Zhao would have been amazed when he saw so many dazzling things piled together, but after the series of wonderful viewings just now, he felt that these things were ordinary.
He saw the sequel to the Divine Soul Blood series - Bones, but not the Power series, so he asked Xue Xianyun.
Xue Xianyun said: "No. I heard that the Sword Immortal can condense sword elixir, which may be regarded as the substance. But it is not useful for making swords. I don't have any here either."
The word "essence" was like a small hammer hitting Tang Zhao's head. He suddenly froze, many thoughts came to his mind, and he was stunned for a moment.
Xue Xianyun didn't rush him, waiting for him to react on his own.
After a while, Tang Zhaoruo gained something, came back to his senses and apologized to Xue Xianyun. The two of them walked out.
After passing five rooms, he finished visiting half of the rooms in Liuli Hall. Xue Xianyun did not lead him in the other half of the rooms. He took a seat in the hall and looked directly at Tang Zhao.
"What do you see?"
Tang Zhao didn't expect that he would soon talk about his impressions after the visit. He was at a loss for words and said, "I saw... five types of materials? If we talk about sword making... it should be sword types and four types of materials?"
This was an idea that he vaguely thought of: swords belong to the void, and it seems to be parallel to other void materials. Therefore, sword-making may not use void materials.
I don’t know if this idea is right or not.
He still has many fragmentary ideas like these, which are like countless shining pearls. He needs to find threads and string them together one by one to become a precious necklace.
"Those materials, from empty to earth, from illusion to reality?"
Xue Xianyun's eyes flashed, he stood up, came to a room opposite, and said: "I'm waiting for you in this room. If you think about it, come in and tell me."