Chapter 461: Fearful Guidance

"Sword chiming?"

Gu Qingyi, the swordsman, stepped on the white bones all over the ground, frowned slightly, and looked into the distance.

The gray sword in his arms was humming with joy, as if he was extremely excited because he had found his former opponent.

At this moment, Gu Qingyi finally confirmed his guess.

"In the white cave, there is actually a famous sword?"

"This place is not an ancient site of the predecessors, and even the entire dimension space has only been born for a few years."

"How could a famous sword appear here?"

He was full of doubts, but he pressed the sword wave in the void and sniffed it gently, and his expression still moved slightly.

"Yanmang?"

Such a burning flame breath, among the twenty-one famous swords, it must be the third "Yanmang" on the list!

But how could Yanmang appear here?

Gu Qingyi was puzzled and thought.

He even remembered that the last time this famous sword appeared was hundreds of years ago.

Even the records of the previous generation of sword holders in the history books are vague, and I only remember that it was a fire-type spirit refiner.

"Is it a Holy Emperor?"

Gu Qingyi was puzzled.

In the Sword Burial Tomb, the records of all the sword holders of famous swords are very clear.

Only those Holy Emperors...

Not only the Holy Emperors among sword cultivators, but also the Holy Emperors of all the sects in the world, all have zero records in the world.

Gu Qingyi was very impressed.

He once looked for his master for this matter.

But the answer he got was just one sentence "Heavenly Secret Shielding".

If it was according to the normal process, Gu Qingyi would not have forgotten the previous generation of sword holders of Yanmang.

Because the Sword Burial Tomb records the historical facts of these famous swords.

But if it was a Holy Emperor, plus a "Heavenly Secret Shielding", it might be understandable.

"It's still very strange."

"If it's the 'Heavenly Secret Shield', then Yanmang is even less likely to appear in this small place."

"The sword of a generation of Saint Emperor..."

"In Baiku, there is a 'Four Swords', which is already a groundbreaking event. How is it possible to have another such famous sword?"

Gu Qingyi slowly walked down from the pile of bones, staring at the direction of the sword wave, lowering his brows in thought.

"Could it be that the famous sword lost in the void shattered flow collided with the Baiku small world, and then came out here?"

"But the probability is even smaller than that of a famous sword falling from the sky!"

He raised his head silently, and this time, his brows were locked tighter.

"Four Swords" plus "Yanmang"...

If all this is a coincidence? Then he has nothing to say.

But Gu Qingyi, who was trained by his master to think about problems from the perspective of the chess player, felt that this matter was definitely not that simple.

This sword? It was definitely not born normally!

Despite this, he still raised his foot slightly, but then slowly put it down.

Turning back.

Another direction.

A more terrifying and murderous aura spread, exuding a deadly temptation.

There are four evil swords!

"If nothing unexpected happens, Junior Brother should not dare to disobey the master's order, and will follow the target."

"But, Junior Brother's temper, I guess he can't help it."

"Since he wants to go, then I don't have to do anything unnecessary."

Nodding slightly, Gu Qingyi continued to determine his goal and walked towards the direction of the four swords, but he paused every step.

In the end, he still didn't believe that this sword would appear so strangely in the white cave.

But? If you really look at it according to the unrealistic idea in your heart...

"Who threw the sword?"

...

At the same time, on the other side.

Deep in a dark mine, Gu Qinger and Gu Qingsan each held two swords, and stopped their actions with dust on their faces.

A large number of ghost crystals were scattered beside them.

This is an excellent material for refining.

Just to make a rough piece, it might be as good as a sixth-grade spiritual sword.

If it is purified, and there is a good refiner, it is possible to refine a fifth-grade or even a fourth-grade throne-level spiritual sword.

And there are so many ghost crystals here.

It is conceivable that after the two of them finish mining, they will probably have one or two fourth-grade spiritual swords each.

Even so, after the sound of the sword, the two still stopped and looked at each other.

"Second brother, if I heard it right, that is a famous sword?"

Gu Qingsan squeezed out a look of shock in his dusty face.

Came to the White Cave just to have four swords.

Getting a ghost crystal mine is already an extra gain.

I never thought that there would be a famous sword in this broken place?

This White Cave, how can it be an ordinary different-dimensional space?

This is simply a rare treasure land!

Gu Qinger was trembling all over.

He inserted the two spiritual swords in his hand back into the sword wheel on his back, and then gently pulled out the "Stunning Enchantress" in the center of the sword wheel.

He didn't dare to open the scabbard, but the slight vibration from the sword inside had already indicated that his idea was not wrong at all.

"Famous sword!"

He nodded heavily.

Gu Qingsan hesitated as he looked at the two spiritual swords in his hand.

"Second brother, the task that Master gave us is to have four swords."

"We are mining here and wasting time. If the eldest brother knows, there will definitely be some punishment."

"Now if we have to get that famous sword..."

Gu Qinger slapped Gu Qingsan's shoulder and said solemnly: "Little Junior Brother, do you know my dream?"

Gu Qingsan's face was pale.

He looked at the sword wheel behind the second senior brother, thinking that you are really daring. The eldest senior brother didn't dare to say that he wanted to have nine famous swords, but you really fantasized about it.

"I know, but things have their priorities..."

"If a person loses his dream, what's the point of living?" Gu Qinger interrupted him, looking up at the sky with an old-fashioned look, but the crystal dust on his head hurt his eyes.

He sighed, resisting the bitterness in his eyes, and continued to preach:

"Sword cultivators, if you lose the sword in your heart, how can you move forward?"

Gu Qingsan's face was stern, and he bowed and clasped his fists: "Second Senior Brother is right, I support you, go, go and find the famous sword that belongs to you, Senior Brother!"

"You still don't understand what I mean."

Gu Qinger shook his head: "The emergence of a famous sword will surely be a sensation. By then, I'm afraid the entire Baiku will be in turmoil."

"Big Brother knows my dream, and Master also knows my dream."

"They will definitely support me in finding the sword!"

"So?" Gu Qingsan tilted his head, not understanding what his senior brother meant.

"Alas."

Gu Qinger's eyes twitched, and he sighed helplessly.

"You still don't understand this?"

"To put it clearly, when I go, there will definitely be more people robbing the sword."

"If it's me alone..."

He didn't continue.

Junior Brother is not stupid, he can understand this.

Some things that are difficult to say, say half and keep the other half, everyone will look good.

Gu Qingsan suddenly realized, "But Senior Brother, if I go with you, Master's order..."

"Tell me, if Senior Brother knew that you followed me at the beginning, but in the end I was the only one who died under the sword of the famous sword, what would he react?" Gu Qinger looked sad.

Gu Qingsan felt a chill on his back instantly.

"Second Senior Brother, you are joking. You are so powerful, how could you die?"

"Die? Why not?"

Gu Qinger smiled and raised the "Peerless Enchantress" in his hand a little higher.

In the dark mine, the strange red color was even more creepy.

"Have you forgotten how you got this sword?"

Gu Qingsan was silent.

He seemed to see again the scene of thousands of people scrambling for it, but in the end, only a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood were left.

Peerless Enchantress...

It really deserves this name!

That night was the first time Gu Qingsan saw Senior Brother draw his sword, and also the first time he saw Senior Brother injured.

When he was on the verge of death, it was only because the eldest brother sacrificed the last ray of the peerless ice lotus that was enough to suppress the eternity that everything finally returned to peace.

"I'll go with you!"

Gu Qingsan nodded solemnly.

It is impossible for Baiku to repeat such a tragedy.

After all, if the famous sword exploded in the other dimension, there would definitely not be many people who could compete for it.

But as long as it is a famous sword, this is not much, it can only be said relatively.

"For the dream!"

Gu Qinger waved his hand, took away the ghost crystal ore on the ground, and flew out of the cave.

"For the dream of the second senior brother!"

Gu Qingsan gritted his teeth and flew to catch up.

...

"Famous sword."

A low voice suddenly came out of the chest of an ordinary-looking man.

Ta-ta.

The man walked in the forest road in the mountains as before, with a series of slow black rot marks behind him.

"Zhong Qu, famous sword!"

The low voice appeared again, with a few more suppressed anger.

The man named Zhong Qu finally stopped and sneered: "Didn't you say you only wanted the 'Four Swords'?"

"I've come in here, and you tell me, do you still want the famous sword?"

"That's for you!" the deep voice retorted.

"Heh, for me?"

Zhong Qu laughed and said, "You said it very nicely. If you really wanted to use it for me, would you be like this now?"

"Don't think I don't know what you did after taking my body last time!"

"That was just an accident." The voice in the chest was a little lower.

Zhong Qu was speechless and continued to move forward.

"Famous sword!"

The voice became louder again.

At the same time, there was a faint pain in the chest.

"Puff!"

Zhong Qu spurted out a mouthful of blood, paused, took a deep breath, and returned the same way.

"For the last time."

...

"Where's Lu Ke?"

In the red team, Xin suddenly turned his head and looked at the retreat.

"No, it's gone."

The other person behind him scanned with his spiritual thoughts and found no one.

"Damn it."

"This guy must have been attracted by that broken thing, doesn't he already have one..."

Xin gritted his teeth and looked at the old man beside him.

"Shouye, you keep an eye on the team, I'll go find him."

"That's a famous sword, how dare he?"

Shouye nodded slowly.

"Go."

...

"Famous sword?"

Luolelei looked at his brother Shuangxing beside him.

"Yeah."

Lei Shuangxing used his crutches to explore the way, moving forward at a very fast speed, as if the sword wave explosion just now had nothing to do with him.

Luolelei was curious.

"That's a famous sword, aren't you tempted?"

Her eyes fell on Lei Shuangxing's magic wand.

No ancient sword cultivator would give up such an opportunity.

Even if he already has the first famous sword.

"The famous sword has changed hands in Baiku. After leaving, won't it still fall into the hands of the chief?"

Lei Shuangxing paused and continued on his way without even turning his head. "He is coming."

Luo Leilei was stunned.

"Yes."

This kind of thing that can predict the result in advance is really boring!

...

In various parts of Baiku, there are many people who were detonated by the famous sword and then changed their plans.

Not only the major sword cultivators.

Including the disciples of the Spirit Palace and some ordinary children of the family.

Regardless of whether they know the famous sword or not, they all want to see the world and explore the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.

For a time, with the famous sword as the center point, people from all over the world came without appointment.

Xu Xiaoshou landed in front of the famous sword Yanmang.

At this time, he could clearly see the outline of this sword.

This is a sword with an extremely exaggerated appearance.

It can be said that this is the first time Xu Xiaoshou has seen such a structure.

From the hilt to the guard, it was like a winding python coiling up, and then opening its throat at the mouth of the sword.

The sword body was the snake tongue spit out from the python's mouth.

With the dripping black and red magma, the void seemed to be steamed and twisted, and it was completely unable to bear the weight of the sword's heat.

"Such a strong flame breath..."

Xu Xiaoshou only took a glance and dared to say that there were definitely not many fire-related things in the world that could compete with this sword.

Even if he was a master at this moment, he was not sure to pick up the famous sword in front of him.

"Swish~"

The fire-melting light column finally dissipated under the gaze of the two.

With the disappearance of the light, the magma on the Yanmang sword stopped dripping, and the ferocious python body seemed to cool directly, turning into stone inch by inch.

Immediately afterwards, the snake tongue sword body also became cold.

The whole sword, from the enchanting and exaggerated ferocious state, turned into a dark red sword.

The shape is still stunning, but it is more than one level lower than before.

The power seems to be a little weaker.

Xu Xiaoshou frowned.

"This is..."

"The famous sword is self-obscuring."

Yu Zhiwen explained: "The power released by the famous sword is too strong, with enough power to tear an entire small world apart."

"Therefore, the moment it is born, it will inevitably be sealed by heaven and earth."

"This is the 'Famous Sword Tianhui'."

She paused and added: "The 'compatibility·Heavenly Solution' mentioned by the ancient sword cultivators is the power released."

"Then the self-obscuring..." Xu Xiaoshou was puzzled.

"Self-concealment is the second seal that a famous sword will have after it is born."

"At this time, it has already been born. As a weapon of disaster, these famous swords are all spiritual."

"They know that once they fully indulge their outstanding appearance and power, they will definitely cause competition among the world."

"That's how disasters come."

"So, for their own safety and for the safety of the world, driven by the way of heaven, famous swords have the process of 'self-concealment'."

"So that's it." Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized.

Yu Zhiwen paused, and there was a look of hesitation in his eyes.

"I don't know if I should say something."

"You say it." At this point, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but listen.

"I think..."

Yu Zhiwen looked at the Yanmang that had cooled down and turned into a dark red sword, and said slowly: "I think it's a bit strange that it appears here."

"Oh?"

Xu Xiaoshou could sense that the appearance of the famous sword just now must have attracted many people, but he was not anxious, "Why?"

"I don't know."

Yu Zhiwen shook his head, hesitating, and finally said: "It may be intuition, or it may be an illusion."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

To be honest, he has always believed in intuition.

I didn't believe it before.

But the spirit refiner is in line with the way of heaven, and sometimes intuition is simply predicting the future.

But to say that for a word "strange", give up the famous sword in front of him.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he couldn't do it.

Or, in this world, it is impossible for anyone to do it.

"No instructions..."

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at the information bar.

No special prompts.

And then feel his own physical condition.

In good condition, he has returned to his peak.

And abnormal...

Before being attacked by the killer, he would have physical abnormalities on a whim.

Now that such a big thing has happened, he is still in good shape.

Xu Xiaoshou can only say that if he doesn't take this sword, he will be crazy.

"It should be cooled down."

Looking at the completely silent Yanmang floating in the air, struggling and trembling, but unable to break free from its original position, Xu Xiaoshou felt a little strange.

He finally dared to probe his spiritual thoughts and "perception".

"Wow!"

In just a moment, a feeling of incomparable fit came to him.

Without even much waiting time, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was brought to the exclusive world of this famous sword.

This is a world of lava.

Fire color, everything is burned, which is its synonym.

Above a burning sea of ​​magma, a large sword several feet long and wide hangs in the void.

This sword is very strange.

It is like a large cross with a sword body embedded at the bottom.

On the hand guard that was opened horizontally, there were three flaming pythons hanging down on both sides.

The flaming pythons were ferocious, their mouths were shaking, magma was dripping, and the void was burning.

The remaining hilt was made up of six snakes, all of the same length, almost flush with the sword.

"What a cool sword!"

It might be because he knew it was a famous sword.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he loved the sword in front of him.

Its exaggerated shape, ferocious momentum, and powerful power all deeply pierced his heart.

"Get it!"

This thought rose in Xu Xiaoshou's heart.

At this moment, even he didn't realize that his eyes were slightly red.

"Driven, passive value, +1."

A message suddenly popped up in the information bar, shattering the illusion in an instant.

Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

He blinked his eyes violently, thinking he had seen it wrong.

However, the fact is that the information in the information bar will not be refreshed unless it is updated again.

"Drive?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart trembled.

The famous sword drove him to take it?

It also felt that it was suitable for him and wanted him to be its sword holder?

"No!"

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Xu Xiaoshou realized that something was wrong.

This is totally impossible!

Everyone will subconsciously regard themselves as the son of destiny.

Any good or wonderful things that happen to themselves will be explained in an understandable way at the first time.

But the fact is impossible.

There are so many fire sword cultivators in the world, and there are definitely many who are more suitable to be the sword holder of Yanmang than himself.

And the famous sword, will it be the kind of sword that has never seen the world?

Will it not know that it is just an ant, or just a more outstanding one among the ants?

It definitely knows!

This is a famous sword!

How could it be so humble and ask itself to be its sword holder? !

"Drive..."

Xu Xiaoshou read these two words carefully.

This word appeared in the information column for the first time.

If it was replaced with "guidance" or "instruction", Xu Xiaoshou felt that the problem might not be so big.

But...

Drive?

Derogatory word?

Someone wants to drive me to get this sword?

"There's something strange!"

Xu Xiaoshou took a step back in fear and looked at Yu Zhiwen, thinking that women's sixth sense is really accurate.

Yu Zhiwen was confused by being looked at, her face turned red, and she tilted her head slightly: "What?"

"No..."

Xu Xiaoshou replied unconsciously, and his eyes fell on the "Yanmang" sword again.

Could it be that I was overthinking?

Is there anyone here?

No!

And I watched the famous sword from its birth to its end step by step with my own eyes.

From the completion of the sacrifice in the depths of the other-dimensional space to breaking out of the ground, all this process is very logical!

Even if there is no doubt about everything, Xu Xiaoshou still dare not be careless.

There are not many things he can't figure out, but each one is at least at the level of Sang Lao.

For the famous sword.

Perhaps it can no longer be measured by one's own thinking.

Even if it is not a person, an object of this level may already be an important chess piece in the eyes of the powerful.

Once you touch it, you may be drawn into an unknown vortex.

"What do you mean by weird?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked at Yu Zhiwen.

Yu Zhiwen just said it casually, but Xu Xiaoshou really took it to heart.

After such questioning, she also began to think deeply.

"Yanmang, how come he is in Baiku?"

"I remember this place was opened a few years ago?"

"Once a famous sword loses its holder, it takes decades to return to the heaven and earth for refining."

"To be honest, it shouldn't be born at this moment."

Looking at Xu Xiaoshou's somewhat solemn expression, Yu Zhiwen paused and said, "But there are four swords that shouldn't appear here, and it also appeared, so..."

"I don't know anything, you think I'm talking nonsense."

Yu Zhiwen was afraid that his words would affect Xu Xiaoshou's judgment and make him mistakenly think that he didn't want him to take the sword.

After all, the famous sword appeared in front of him.

It's ridiculous to say that it can't be born.

Xu Xiaoshou clenched his fists slightly.

He used his spiritual thoughts to explore the sword again, and the feeling of being trapped in the illusion of the famous sword came again.

A desire, I don't know where it came from, and it went deep.

"Get it!"

At the same time.

"Driven, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou's mind flickered and he left the illusion.

His back felt cold, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

"It's not an illusion!"

"Is there really someone driving me, and was it detected by the information board?"

Xu Xiaoshou was terrified.

This great terror from the unknown was even more frightening than the time when he looked back and saw the ghost face of Mr. Sang in the dead of night by the Goose Lake.

He was scared.

Although his "perception" could see all around, he still looked back involuntarily.

The wind blew.

The gravel rustled.

There was nothing in front of him.

"Damn it, am I scaring myself?"

Staring fiercely at the "Yanmang" in front of him, Xu Xiaoshou felt a sense of absurdity.

The famous sword is right in front of you.

Are you touched?

I dare not move!