"It's really amazing that there is such an artistic conception in the cold element." Bai Cangdong heard that the sword chanted like when the ice and snow melted, and the cold water it melted flowed like a stream under the ice and snow, and the chill was worse than the flying snow.
The sky is getting closer to the bones, but in that bone-deep chill, there seems to be infinite vitality. This is the first time Bai Candong has encountered this kind of cold-type artistic conception.
Climbing to the top of the snow mountain with curiosity, I saw an ancient sword thrust diagonally into the ice and snow. The blade was thicker than ordinary ancient swords, but narrower than ordinary swords. It was a blue sword as bright as a mirror.
There was a hint of forest green on the sword blades on both sides of the body.
The sound of the sword chant was soft but not weak, cold but not sad, but it was truly pure cold.
Bai Candong did not reach out to draw the sword. He stood in front of the sword, closed his eyes and listened to the beautiful sword chant, feeling the principles of swordsmanship contained in it. His whole body seemed to be in a state of insanity, unable to move.
Stand there.
The white snow fell, falling on Bai Candong's body but did not melt. The accumulation of snow quickly turned Bai Candong into a snowman. When the white snow fell next to the ancient sword, it was like stars over the moon.
They all gathered under the sword and held up the ancient sword.
For some people, the most precious thing in Jianyintian may be the sword-type undead in Jianyin Palace, but for Bai Candong now, the sound of this sword chant is more valuable than the swords from Jianyin Palace.
It is even more precious if it is an undead one.
The more Bai Cangdong listened, the more fascinated he became. Before encountering the sword sound of this ancient sword, he thought that although these sword sounds were somewhat mysterious, they were just the key to entering the sword sound palace. But now he does not dare to do so.
Think about it this way.
The sword chant actually contains the purest artistic conception of swordsmanship. Each sword has its own different artistic conception. Although it is the same series, the artistic conception achieved by the sword is also different because of the different swords made.
People who don't understand swords, even those who don't really understand swords, or have only a little knowledge of swords, can only distinguish the quality of the sword by listening to the sword chants. Those who can truly hear the sword's intention from the sword chants must already be kendo.
There is no doubt that he is the great master.
For those who don't understand, the sound of the sword chant is useless, and it is still a trouble that makes it difficult for them to enter the sword sound palace. However, for the true swordsman, this sword chant is undoubtedly the most precious treasure in the world.
Although the artistic conception of swordsmanship expressed by most of the sounds of sword chants has no effect on Bai Candong, the principles of swordsmanship contained in the sword chants of the peerless sword in front of him are of no use to even Bai Cangdong.
Dongdu can realize many benefits from it.
If he could listen to three or two kinds of such famous sword chants, even if he couldn't find the sword-type undead he needed during this trip, he would have no regrets about his trip to Jianyintian, and would be even happier.
But Bai Cangdong doesn't know how many famous swords with this level of artistic conception are in the Sword Sound Heaven. I'm afraid this is something that can only be encountered but not sought.
I don't know how long it took, but the ancient sword suddenly stopped singing and became silent, but Bai Candong was still immersed in the artistic conception of the wonderful sword singing.
"It's strange, why is there an ancient sword here, but I didn't hear the sound of the sword chanting." A man went to the top of the Snowy Mountain. He saw the ancient sword, but there was no sword chant, which made him a little bit agitated.
I am confused, I don’t know if the ancient sword is the sword of sound in Jianyintian.
"There is another snowman here." The woman in fox fur, with snow-like skin, was also surprised when she saw the snowman transformed by Bai Cangdong.
"That's not a snowman, I'm afraid there's someone inside." The man listened carefully. He heard the careful heartbeat from the snowman and said with a cold face.
"Sure enough, there is someone inside, but why is such a good person in the snow?" The woman sensed it and immediately sensed the breath of someone in the snow, and she could sense the body temperature and heartbeat.
"Perhaps he was imprisoned here by the enemy." The man pondered for a moment. This man had no hidden aura in the snow. It was not that he wanted to do something shameful, but there was nothing else on this bare snow mountain.
Kazuto, after thinking about it, it seems that there is only one possibility.
"Let's open the snowman and see who is inside." The woman reached out and pressed her palm on the snowman, shattering all the snow outside, revealing the person inside.
It was too late for the man to stop him. Seeing that the man in Xue Zhong just looked like an ordinary young man who was a little fat and didn't have any strong aura, he felt a lot more relaxed.
"What do you two want to do?" Bai Cangdong asked as he opened his eyes and looked at the woman and man in front of him.
"Hey, aren't you imprisoned here by your enemies?" The woman looked at Bai Candong in confusion and said.
"I'm just here...looking at the scenery..." Bai Cangdong originally wanted to say that he was listening to the sound of sword chanting, but he suddenly found that the ancient sword no longer had the sound of sword chanting, so he had to change his words temporarily.
"Why are you so weird? The snow here is the same as other places in the snowy area. What scenery is so beautiful?" the woman asked curiously.
"Landscape is in everyone's heart. Although the things seen in the eyes are the same, the scenery in the heart is different. If you can see the beauty, it is the scenery. If you can't see it, I can't tell you that the scenery is in the heart.
Where." Bai Cangdong said, walking over, holding the hilt of the ancient sword and pulling it out.
To Bai Candong's expectation, there was no news about the ancient sword, and he was not teleported into the Jianyin Palace. The ancient sword was held in his hand just like an ordinary sword.
"Sure enough, it's not Jian Yintian's ancient sword of sound." The man thought to himself when he saw Bai Candong holding the sword in his hand, but nothing strange happened.
Bai Cangdong was extremely surprised at this time, because after holding the ancient sword in his hand, he got the information about the ancient sword, which meant it was a king's weapon.
The name of the sword was "Spring Snow". It was a very simple name and didn't seem to be anything special, but it made Bai Cangdong feel that these two words should belong to this sword.
"Hey, why are you just leaving?" The woman couldn't help shouting when she saw Bai Candong draw his sword and turn around to leave.
"Miss, is there anything else you can do?" Bai Cangdong stopped and said with a smile.
"We are destined to meet each other. I am Mei Xinting, and he is Zhu Shaoqing. I wonder what you want to call him?" Mei Xinting was very curious about the strange Bai Candong.
"My title is White Devil King." Bai Cangdong didn't want to tell them his real name, and he was too lazy to lie, so he had to tell them his title.
"You are so courageous that you dare to use the word "王" as your title." Zhu Shaoqing frowned and said, Bai Cangdong's aura is not very strong, and the sword does not have a strong aura. What does he think?
Bai Candong doesn't look like a king either.
"You still have the right to dream." Bai Cangdong said lightly.
"White Demon King... White Demon... you'd better not use this title..." Mei Xinting repeated it several times and suddenly said to Bai Candong.
"Why?" Bai Cangdong was wondering, could it be that he had met someone related to the Five Demon Kings by such a coincidence.
"Don't you know that some people call the Holy Son Bai Candong the White Demon King? If you use such a title, if someone who cares hears it, you may cause unnecessary trouble." Mei Xinting said.
"Thank you, Miss Mei, for your concern. I answered you because you asked me. If others don't ask me, I will naturally not spread my title around." Bai Cangdong was slightly disappointed. If he could really meet Wu Zhiwu,
He also wanted to know more about the Demon King's people, what exactly happened among the Five Demon Kings, and what kind of characters they were.
"Don't you find it boring to walk in the snow alone? How about walking with us?" Mei Xinting rolled her eyes and smiled at Bai Candong.
Bai Candong frowned slightly. After listening to the wonderful sword chant, Bai Candong was ready to walk all over Jian Yin Tian to listen to more of the sword chant, but he was unwilling to go with others.
Bai Cangdong was about to refuse, but he heard Mei Xinting continue: "You don't have to be afraid that we will steal your ancient sword of sound. We already have our own goals in mind. In addition to the target ancient sword, other ancient swords
They are all available for you to draw, and I’m afraid you won’t be interested in the ancient sword we are targeting, because the ancient sword we are looking for is an ancient sword that can enter the undead clan with the king-level sword system.”
"If I'm not wrong, you two should be dukes, right?" Bai Candong looked at Mei Xinting and Zhu Shaoqing with some surprise. They both seemed to have just been promoted to dukes, and they dared to own the king's sword system.
The undead Jianyin Palace was a bit beyond Bai Candong's expectations.
"Have you not heard of the four families of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum in Four Seasons Valley?" Zhu Shaoqing said calmly.
"No." Bai Cangdong looked confused. He didn't know why Zhu Shaoqing suddenly mentioned his own origin.
Zhu Shaoqing's face suddenly turned ugly, but Mei Xinting smiled and said: "The longevity techniques practiced by our four families, Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju, help each other, and we are best at the combined attack method. Here we are,
In fact, he helped a sister from the Lan family to be promoted to the king. If he found an ancient sword that could enter the King-level Jianyin Palace, he would notify the Lan family sister and another Ju family sister to come. The same would be true if they found it first.
, so you don’t have to worry about us snatching your ancient sword. Except for the king-level ancient sword, we will not waste the number of times we enter the Sword Sound Palace. The reason why we want to go on the road with you is because you are a very interesting person.
It’s not so boring to have multiple people in the company.”
"But how can you tell which ancient sword can enter the King-level Sword Sound Palace?" Bai Candong asked curiously.
"What's the problem? We have the Tianyin Sword Token. With this Sword Token, we can distinguish the level of the sword chanting sounds." Mei Xinting summoned a small sword tompost, no longer than the length of a hand,