Two pairs of eyes were staring from a distance, but Zhang Yan had no ability to notice the secret observation of the two Da Luo Jinxian. The only good thing was that what he experienced in the "scene" of the stone tablet did not show up in reality.
From the outside, it seemed that he was still reaching out to touch the stone tablet, motionless as if frozen.
But in the "scene" that Zhang Yan could only perceive by himself, he realized that he had really hit upon a great fortune.
Just now, the sword condensed and stabbed in the darkness pierced Zhang Yan's chest to his back. After that, it did not pass through, but got stuck in his chest.
What was even weirder was that Zhang Yan did not find that he had been harmed in any way. It was as if all this existed in an illusion and was not real.
But the next change made Zhang Yan understand that what he encountered was not an illusion, but a change from the physical level, at the level of soul and consciousness.
The fundamental reason why the long sword piercing Zhang Yan's chest did not cause any harm was that Zhang Yan's soul seemed to be "approved" by the long sword. At the moment of contact, the long sword's lethality
He immediately restrained himself, which allowed Zhang Yan to avoid the tragic fate of not dying but also being seriously injured.
But why is the sword stuck in the chest without advancing or retreating?
In the midst of suspicion, the long sword began to "shrink". Beads of light fell off the sword and scattered away like fireflies. In just five or six breaths, the long sword disappeared from Zhang Yan's chest and back.
There were no scars left on the body in this scene. It was as if it had never appeared before.
But it just looks like nothing happened on the outside. But it's not the case inside the "body".
"This is... a sword?"
In Zhang Yan's internal inspection, there was a very small purple and green glowing thing in the chest cavity of his body. It was no bigger than the nail plate of his little finger, but if he looked carefully, he could tell that it was a small thing.
The shape of the long sword, whose handle had shrunk countless times, was exactly the same as the one that had been inserted into his chest just now.
After a brief observation, Zhang Yan's heartbeat inevitably accelerated, and he thought to himself: Could this thing be the sword spirit mentioned in the inscription?!
The sword spirit of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian?! Even the four saints who broke the formation couldn't get it. How could they just dive in so easily?
This surprise came too suddenly, making Zhang Yan feel a little too frightened and unreal. So even if the other party was just hovering in his soul, he did not dare to provoke him for the time being.
Don't even dare to test.
The Four Swords of Zhu Xian! The sword spirit sounds like something similar to the spirit of a weapon. In addition, the four swords of Zhu Xian are all main killing blows, with evil energy and murderous energy rushing through the six paths. If this is really their sword spirit, it is definitely not easy to mess with, and one is not good.
Injuring one's soul is a trivial matter, and it would not be unusual to directly annihilate a few percent of his soul.
Less than a meal later, the scene in front of Zhang Yan changed again, and he returned to reality again, breaking away from the dark scene. There was still the stone tablet in front of him. But there was no longer anything on the stone tablet.
The previous words are gone.
"It seems that after we go back and redeem those golden fragments, there will be no point in continuing to explore here." Zhang Yan knew very well that the changes in the stone tablet must be related to the small sword he just took away in the scene.
At this time, even after returning to reality, Zhang Yan could still feel the existence of the small sword from the soul attached to Fu Bing's body. But if he did not deliberately look for it, he would not feel any corresponding discomfort.
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It seems that he is a bit more honest than Zhang Yan expected. He is even more stable than the "round ball" who likes to take a long nap?
Instead of exploring the sword pit, Zhang Yan returned directly to the sky and quickly found Li who was meditating and adjusting his breath near the place where he had killed the three Minghua Rongzong disciples.
Temple River.
"Senior." Li Dianchuan sensed Zhang Yan's approach and immediately stood up from the ground. The expression on his face was as respectful as ever.
And as Li Dianchuan made this call, many immortals who had gathered nearby behind him also came closer. These people were not only from the Chaos sect, but also from the Pastoral sect.
"Senior, these people all exchanged gold foil, and according to your previous instructions, they left their things with me. Everyone has more or less clear records." Li Dianchuan said as he handed over a brand new jade slip.
Come here, and a storage bag.
During the time that Zhang Yan was exploring the depths, Li Dianchuan actually did not open any more sword tombs. His cultivation in the fairyland was not enough for him to continue to consume, and his consciousness needed enough rest. After all, except for this sword
Besides the pit, there are several places where you can try your luck. You can’t waste it all here.
It was also during Li Dianchuan's renovation period that he was still on guard, but he was soon approached and took over Zhang Yan's "waste recycling" business.
The problem of his own safety that the disguised Li Dianchuan had been wary of before was instantly solved. With so many people counting on him to collect things, he would naturally not be put in the risk of being robbed by anyone. But Li Dianchuan was also a little puzzled at the same time. Just for these reasons
There is no use for the gold foil, but the magic weapon in the sword tomb should be exchanged?
If Li Dianchuan hadn't understood that Senior Changshi in his eyes was not a lunatic with a broken brain, he would have been tempted to ask a few more questions.
"Well. This is for you." Zhang Yan took the thing and handed a protective magic weapon to Li Dianchuan. He got this thing in the center of the sword pit. It was quite valuable to him.
Eye. Take it out as a benefit of Li Dianchuan's participation this time.
"Senior, I don't need it."
"Take it."
Seeing the slightly dissatisfied look in Senior Changshi's eyes, Li Dianchuan knew it was hard to refuse. He could only accept it with both hands. To be honest, although he had gained power in Mingyue Valley, there was still a big gap between the immortal weapons in Mingyue Valley and those in Sword Tomb.
The defensive magic weapon in front of him was an absolute masterpiece at first glance, and he was also jealous of it.
The contents of the jade slips are very clear, and they even list the traces of breath, so that Zhang Yan can clearly distinguish who gave how much gold foil without mistaking the person.
The quantity in the storage bag matched, and I received a total of seventeen pieces of gold foil.
There was no need to say much. Zhang Yan waved his hand and more than ten magic weapons were thrown into the air.
"select."
The transaction was very simple. The other party also had a big smile on his face. I didn’t expect that I could exchange those useless gold foils for the magic weapon in the sword tomb.
"Sir, we still have a lot of gold foil in our sect. I wonder if you will keep it after you leave?"
One person put away the magic weapon he had chosen, and without waiting for Zhang Yan to leave, he quickly asked questions that everyone around him was concerned about.
"Receive it. You can find Li Dianchuan and he will take it. Then I will pay you separately."