Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Four Stone Statues Floating in the Air, Four Ancient Clans
Chapter 524: Stone statues floating in the air, four ancient tribes
Chapter 524: Stone statues floating in the air, four ancient tribes
Looking at that thin figure, a hint of secret praise flashed in Huang Wu's eyes.
Others looked at Ye Chen strangely and nodded slightly. Huang Wushuang murmured softly: "Are you persistent?"
"Have faith in yourself, you weird boy!" With a chuckle, Huang Wushuang also stepped forward, followed closely by Yue Wuxie and others.
Along the long mountain road, several figures were slowly advancing, with no concept of time. The only thing accompanying them was the roar of the cold wind.
The stars were shining all over the sky, and their light poured down and fell on the white snow. Looking up, the mountain road was extremely light.
Raising his head and looking at the mountain road, Ye Chen's eyes also showed a little burning color.
There must be my master among the three of us. The further up we go, the more condensed the sword intention becomes. Ye Chen devotes himself wholeheartedly to these sword intentions.
Along the long mountain road, Ye Chen and others have forgotten the concept of time. At some point, white snow has fallen from the sky. The white snow is flying, and Ye Chen and others are submerged in this world of white snow.
The sky became clearer, and the first ray of dawn broke through the clouds and fell on Ye Chen and others.
Ye Chen woke up from his thoughts, raised his head, looked at the gray sky, and murmured softly: "It turns out that it has been more than a night!"
Hearing this, Yue Wuxie and the others also raised their heads, looked at the boundless sword path, and sighed slightly.
One night after another, Yue Wuxie and others still haven't discovered the end of the sword. At this moment, they can't help but wonder, is there really an end to the sword?
Looking up at the faces of several people, Huang Wushuang chuckled and said, "What, are you tired?"
"Peak Master, how long will it take to reach the end of this sword path?" One of the young men sighed slightly and said helplessly.
"Is the end of the sword?" Hearing this, Huang Wushuang shook his head slightly and put his hands behind his back. This question was asked every year, but Huang Wushuang always said calmly: "It's still far away!"
Hearing this, everyone sighed helplessly and looked at Ye Chen with admiration, who was still moving forward. This guy was actually enjoying himself.
When Ye Chen devotes himself wholeheartedly to one thing, he will always enter a state of selflessness.
At this moment, Ye Chen forgot where he was and the people behind him, and instinctively moved forward step by step.
Ye Chen ignored the snowflakes falling on him, and it wasn't until several exclamations sounded that Ye Chen woke up from the previous state.
Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked into the distance and saw a statue on the snow-white mountain road.
A huge statue stands on the stone path, and this statue is carved of a lifelike white tiger.
Ye Chen also noticed at this moment that the sky was getting brighter now, and on the horizon, the winter sun was hiding behind the clouds rather shyly like a married woman.
"It turns out that it's been so long!" Ye Chen murmured softly. Unexpectedly, it was already noon, which meant that the group of people walked the entire noon journey again.
An inexplicable pressure emerged from the statue. Under this pressure, the falling snowflakes involuntarily bounced around.
"White Tiger Statue!" Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. In front of the statue, the black ice spiritual energy in Ye Chen's body began to circulate quickly.
The lifelike white tiger was carved vividly, and the ice aura between heaven and earth gathered towards the statue. Therefore, the temperature here was extremely low.
Huang Wushuang stood at the head, bowed slightly towards the white tiger statue, turned his back to Ye Chen and others and said: "You guys also bow down!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen and others lined up and bowed to the white tiger statue. In an instant, a tiger roar sounded out of thin air in the minds of several people, and their bodies were all shocked and unbelievable.
Looking at this statue.
At this moment, a ray of light flashed on the Qilin ring hidden by Ye Chen's sleeves, and the deep voice of Fire Qilin sounded in Ye Chen's ears: "It's actually the statue of that guy Tiger!"
His expression did not change. Ye Chen sensed Huo Qilin's awakening at the moment before Huo Qilin made a sound. His heart moved slightly and he asked: "What is this swordsmanship about, and what is this statue in front of me?"
"This swordsmanship is just like what that boy Huang Wushuang said. To put it bluntly, this swordsmanship is just a sword grave!" Huo Qilin sighed slightly, and his tone couldn't help but have a hint of reminiscence.
Not only a sword was buried here, but also familiar people from the past were buried.
After a pause, Huo Qilin continued: "And the statue in front of you is the statue of White Tiger, one of the ancestors of the four ancient tribes!"
"How long is this sword path?" Ye Chen kept asking the question he wanted to ask the most. Hearing this, Huo Qilin chuckled and said: "The Luoxia Peak is only over six thousand meters high, but it occupies a considerable area.
Big. And this stone path is built around the mountain, and one circle is tens of thousands of meters long. And if you walk up it like this for at least thousands of times, how long do you think this sword path is?"
"How many people are buried here!" After hearing what Huo Qilin said, Ye Chen's eyes changed when he looked at the swordsman.
Luoxia Mountain, which was originally a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, now looked like a tomb mountain in Ye Chen's eyes.
"For tens of thousands of years, the elites and powerful men of the Sword God Sect have been buried here. How many people do you think have been buried?" Huo Qilin said in a complicated manner.
All the romantic figures of the ages are buried here. Time has not only killed countless beauties, but also killed countless strong men.
"These people are all strong. Although their swordsmanship is not as good as that of Moon God and others, they do have merits!" Fire Qilin laughed and said: "Boy, for you, this sword path is undoubtedly a treasure house! Can you
It's up to you how much you dig. Okay, no more. If you keep talking, that kid Huang Wushuang will notice it!" After saying this, the aura of the fire unicorn disappeared strangely.
After pausing for a while at the white tiger statue, Huang Wushuang led Ye Chen and others and continued to move forward. On the way, several sword lights flashed across the ethereal mountain peak.
As Huo Qilin said, this sword path is undoubtedly a treasure trove for Ye Chen, and what Ye Chen has to do is to dig hard.
For ordinary people, boarding this sword path is a torturous thing, but it is different for Ye Chen. He once again fell into a state of selflessness, and his body instinctively moved upward.
Every time he took a step, Ye Chen paused for a few seconds. Time had no concept for him.
The snow was falling harder and harder. As several people walked like this, their clothes or heads were covered with snowflakes. The biting coldness made several people shiver.
The setting sun fell below the horizon, and the stars once again filled the gray sky. At this moment, Ye Chen was woken up again.
A magnificent statue emerged, and the temperature around it became much higher. Ye Chen opened his eyes and saw a lifelike Suzaku statue.
The fire energy between heaven and earth gathered crazily towards the statue. At this moment, the Suzaku mark on Ye Chen's eyebrows also beat slightly, and his eyebrows felt hot.
The Suzaku Technique automatically started operating in Ye Chen's body. At this moment, Ye Chen could actually feel the trembling of the Suzaku mark and his surrender to the Suzaku stone statue.
As always, Ye Chen and others bowed to the red bird stone statue again, and then went in and moved forward.
Even if they don't eat for a few days, it won't be a big problem for Ye Chen and the others. The Suzaku stone statue Ye Chen encountered was not the last one.
At dawn on the third day, a huge stone statue appeared in front of Ye Chen again, with a vivid Xuanwu carved on it.
This stone statue is quite large, larger than the previous two stone statues combined. With its thick limbs stepping on the stone path, this basalt stone statue gives people a sense of calmness at first glance, as thick as the earth.
Still bowing to the basalt stone statue, Ye Chen and the others moved forward again, and at dusk on the fifth day, a stone statue floating in mid-air appeared in front of everyone.
The huge stone statue floated strangely in mid-air, and the sculpture was a soaring blue dragon. At this moment, the green dragon's true energy in Ye Chen's body was running crazily, and Ye Chen could clearly feel the trembling of the blood in his body.
The Qinglong bloodline is the pinnacle of wind bloodlines, and the reason why the Qinglong bloodline is so powerful is because of the Qinglong.
Several people bowed to the Qinglong stone statue again and then continued to move forward.
Seven days later, another stone statue appeared in front of everyone. When he saw the stone statue clearly, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly froze...