With Tiandao Di leading the way and Bai Qing'er and Ji Fanxin's induction, it didn't take long for them to arrive at the area where the artifact and the original secret were hidden.
Contrary to Zhang Ruochen's imagination, I thought that the place containing the original meaning must be sacred and flawless.
However, this place is extremely strange.
The whole world is dark red. Standing on a cliff and looking out, there are mountains like blood dragons at your feet. The black gas in the mountains and rivers turns into mist, and the color of the soil seems to be formed by blood.
The reason why they can see so far away is because there is a blood moon hanging in the center of the sky in the distance.
Beneath the blood moon, there are densely packed boulders floating like islands.
This place does not look like a sacred place, it is completely a demonic land or an evil cave.
The air is filled with the aura of ancient times. The rules of the world are completely different from those of the outside world. Even a powerful person like Bai Qing'er who despises the world has a solemn look on his face.
They sat on the back of the Golden Burial White Tiger, stepped on the huge rocky islands, and flew towards the area directly under the blood moon.
Finally, they stopped on a huge rocky island that was more than fifty feet long.
Ji Fanxin found a rusty sword piece on the ground.
On the sword piece, there is a faint flash of the supreme inscription. It is very likely that it was once part of a certain supreme holy weapon.
However, with a slight touch, the sword piece turned into soil.
This made the three people's hearts become heavy.
Zhang Ruochen looked up into the sky, staring at the scarlet and ferocious blood moon, and felt a familiar aura that had the same origin as the blood lake on top of the huge stone altar.
It makes people feel danger, mystery and fear.
"What do you think is the connection between that blood moon and the blood lake that trapped Jian Island?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The brilliance of the blood moon sprinkled on Bai Qing'er's fair face, imbuing it with a strange light. She said, "I think this blood moon is the blood lake."
"What did you say?" Zhang Ruochen was shocked.
He had never thought in this direction.
Given thought: "I also have the same feeling. The breaths of the two are so similar."
"We are most likely at the bottom of the Blood Lake now." Bai Qing'er said.
Zhang Ruochen used his heart of truth to sense carefully and gradually came to agree with their views. It was incredible.
The moonlight emitted by the blood moon turned into mist and fell downwards.
Wisps of blood-mist brilliance, like chains and waterfalls, wrap around an ancient sword.
There are six swords in total, hanging directly below the blood moon.
The six swords were not only entangled in the blood mist, but were also tightly locked by wisps of black mist rising up from below the ground. The upper and lower confinement forces made them suspended there and unable to fly away.
Every sword was stained with rust, had numerous chips, and was brown.
The most severely corroded sword among them had the blade completely corroded and the hilt without its outline, like a thin stick of rust.
"Is this an artifact?"
Zhang Ruochen had a look of surprise on his face. Logically speaking, the artifact was made of special materials and protected by divine inscriptions, so it should be immortal throughout the ages.
However, after searching everywhere, no trace of other vessels could be found anywhere.
The Tiandao flute in Givenchy's hand emits a melodious flute sound.
The sound waves stirred up ripples in space, rushing toward the six swords entangled and locked in black air and blood mist, awakening their sword spirits.
"Wow!"
"Wow!"
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One after another, brilliant divine light emanated from the sword body of the Six Swords.
Accompanied by the harsh sound of swords.
The six decayed ancient swords were like six suns. The light was so strong and the temperature was so high that Zhang Ruochen, who had a demigod body, felt burning pain. It was like being in a sea of divine flames, much like standing on the surface of a star at close range.
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Strange sounds came out from the Six Swords.
"Tiandao Di, why did you wake us up?"
"Second brother, are you stupid? Didn't you see that besides Tiandao Flute, there are three other creatures here too!"
"Really? Let me take a closer look. Hey! It's not a creature in the temple of origin, it's an outsider."
"Could it be that the altar has finally been opened, and that the Temple of Origin has reappeared in the world?" A voice of ecstasy followed.
From the most severely corroded divine sword, an excited voice sounded: "Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, we can finally leave!"
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Six different voices sounded one after another, all of them excited and excited.
Zhang Ruochen was moved by this, and thought to himself, there are really six divine swords, but how come the six swords are suspended here, and what is going on with the six divine swords on the sword island in the center of the blood lake?
These six divine swords also have the same aura as Pluto's stellar sword.
Moreover, the seven soul swords in Zhang Ruochen's Qi Sea began to throb, even more intensely than when they encountered the six swords on the sword island.
While Zhang Ruochen was meditating, Tiandao Di had already communicated with the sword spirits of the six divine swords, claiming that he had chosen the master, and at the same time, he hoped that they would also choose Ji Fanxin as their master.
The sword spirit of Six Swords, after probing Ji Fan's heart, did not give Tiandao Di any face.
"No, this woman is too weak and not qualified to be our master."
"Brother is right, we are divine swords. If you want to be our master, you must at least be a sword god."
"The Sword God is the lowest standard, and the Holy Realm doesn't need to be considered at all."
"It's just a holy realm. Her swordsmanship is still so poor. Even if I am trapped here and corroded, I will never recognize her as my master."
"Even if she accepts her as her master, she still can't lift me. I'm too heavy!"
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Ji Fan's heart was not lost at all, he was very calm and had no hope of being recognized by the Divine Sword.
The words of the Six Divine Sword Spirit made Bai Qing'er and Zhang Ruochen, who were already confident, frown.
Minimum standard sword god?
Identifying the owner of the artifact is indeed not that simple.
As the origin controller, Bai Qing'er can learn everything in one go. Although she has never studied swordsmanship intensively, her attainments in swordsmanship are not low.
She stretched out her slender arms, released the rules of the sword, and formed a three-foot long sword in her hand.
"Swish!"
The graceful and graceful figure soared into the air, and the sky was filled with sword energy, dancing a set of mysterious sword techniques.
The sword follows the heart, the man and the sword are united, and the sword's heart is clear.
She is like a sword fairy. Her exquisite sword moves and superb sword skills astonished even Zhang Ruochen, who is a master of swordsmanship.
At the end of the sword dance, the wise man drew back his sword.
Bai Qing'er stood straight, staring proudly at the Six Swords in the distance, and said: "I will be able to break through the realm and become a god in a few days. What do you think of my swordsmanship, and am I qualified to be your master?"
"Yes, yes, your talent is extremely high. Once you become a god, your future achievements will be limitless. It's a pity, it's a pity that your swordsmanship is too poor."
"Yes, I also think that her swordsmanship is not good, she is flashy, and she is not qualified to be our master."
"What both brothers said makes sense. After all, the way of swordsmanship must be refined and pure in order to unleash the most powerful power. Her swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately her understanding of the way of swordsmanship is too superficial. She has not even practiced the holy meaning of swordsmanship.
If you have nothing but form, you are not a true swordsman."
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Six Swordsmen, every word you said to me negated Bai Qing'er's swordsmanship until it was useless.
This made Bai Qing'er, who had always been arrogant and did not take the world's monks seriously, very frustrated. She snorted: "Choose a master according to your standards. I'm afraid that the Sword God will not be able to meet your conditions."
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One of the swordsmen said proudly: "To be honest, compared to our former master, this mere sword god is really nothing."
Bai Qing'er said: "How many Yuanhui have you stayed here? Your former masters have long since turned into dust. You have also been corroded by the blood mist and black air. If you don't leave, I'm afraid you will rust into a pile of iron.
mud."
The divine sword, which had been corroded to the point where only a thin iron rod was left, said sadly: "Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, she is right, this corrosive power is too terrifying.
, you may be able to hold on to Yuanhui for a few more years, but I am really about to be corroded!"
"I vaguely still have some ancient memory fragments. There used to be many supreme holy weapon-level swords suspended here, but they were all corroded into iron mud, and their bodies and souls were destroyed."
"We must choose our master and leave here before we can live in this world forever."
The most complete divine sword among them said sternly: "Don't say such depressing words. Choosing the sword god as the main one has already lowered the standard, and it cannot be lowered any further."
"Brother is right, the divine sword must have the dignity of the divine sword."
The Sword Spirits of Six Swords started talking all over again.
Zhang Ruochen has been listening to their conversation and learned a lot of useful information, and the inference in his mind has become much clearer.
So, he walked to the edge of the giant rock island, looked at them, and raised his voice: "The Sword Ancestor has fallen! The current era is no longer your era, and it is no longer the era of swordsmanship."
The arguments among Liujian stopped.
Then, a stern voice sounded: "Boy, what are you talking about? The way of the sword is the strongest way to kill, even the original way cannot be stopped."
Zhang Ruochen said: "You are wrong! The way of sword is not a way of killing. The sword has two sides, one is to kill evil in the world, and the other is to save and protect the good in the world. The tip of the sword represents the will to move forward and strive for self-improvement. Swords are equal.
, free.”
There was silence for a long while.
One of the swordsmen said: "These words... are so familiar, as if I have heard them somewhere before."
"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, I think what he said makes sense. Our understanding of kendo is indeed too biased."
"In him, I felt the familiar spirit of kendo, just like the remaining memory fragments of my former master."
"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's too weak! His cultivation is too weak. If he can break through and become a god now, I wouldn't mind choosing him as my master."
"Yes, it's a bit too weak. I'm so heavy, can he lift it? He can't lift it at all, I will crush him to death."
Zhang Ruochen further confirmed his suspicion that the former master of Six Swords must be the Sword Ancestor.
The layout here, no need to guess, must be related to the dark hand that destroyed the sword world in the past.
The Sword Island in the blood lake on the top of the altar is probably just a projection of the six divine swords and the supreme holy weapon war sword. It is illusory and a trap set by the dark hand.
A trap that even the gods can’t see through!
Under the altar, these six decayed and incomplete divine swords are real.
If Zhang Ruochen guessed correctly, the reason why the old sword ancestor did not take away the six divine swords was probably because he guessed that the dark hand would use the six divine swords to set up a trap to lure him out.
The Dark Hand was able to kill three thousand sword gods with one blow and destroy an extremely powerful world, but it failed to kill the sword ancestor.
Thinking about it this way, the Sword Ancestor's cultivation back then must have been astonishing. He was actually able to evade the search for the dark hand and escape from it.