Chapter 559: A Joke

"Finally found Wusheng Sword Tomb..."

Fang Yuan stood in the Wusheng Sword Tomb, Xu's body and mind were frozen, but he didn't feel any excitement in his heart. After a while, he began to look at everything around him, but he saw that the place where he fell was the main hall of this stone palace. It seemed that a piece of it had been eroded by the wind and snow due to the long time.

The walls of the Sword Tomb are fortified, but it keeps the outside wind and snow out, which makes people feel much better.

Fang Yuan regained some strength, and then walked forward slowly. In this dense but vast underground palace, he walked slowly, looking at the dilapidated Taoist halls, dusty stone beds, decayed murals, mottled sword halls, countless stone rooms, etc...

I don't know if there is no restriction in this sword mound, or the time is too long, the restriction has decayed, but there is no danger, so he can take a good look at everything in this underground palace.

This underground palace is very large, or rather empty, surrounded by icy basalt rocks. It looks very old. It can be seen that this underground palace used to be austere and brilliant, but now, it only remains empty and cold.

When you walk to a huge Taoist hall, you can see that there are long and tall bookshelves here;

On the opposite side of the Dao Hall, there is a tall alchemy room. In the middle of the alchemy room, you can see a black black stone alchemy furnace. It is very old. Inside is the alchemy ash that has already formed hard stone. Around it, there are rows of stone alchemy frames.

In the deepest part of the sword mound, there is a sword-testing stone with a width of several tens of feet.

Jin Hanxue also followed Fang Yuan all the way to see the underground palace, her mind gradually sank.

It can be seen that there are indeed countless rare treasures and inheritances in this Wusheng Sword Tomb.

But now, there is nothing...

On the bookshelves in that hall, it is unknown what books were stored on them, but now, it seems empty, only a few sparse bamboo slips are left scattered in the corner, and the writing on them is also blurred and unrecognizable at all.

Inside the huge alchemy room, it was empty, only a lonely mysterious stone alchemy furnace, and there was nothing else, except for occasional fragments of alchemy bottles that seemed to be of high quality, other than that, there was not a single elixir left.

On the last sword-testing stone, there are many holes. Judging from the traces, it seems that countless swords have been inserted into it, but now only these holes are left... Dao scrolls, strange treasures, hidden swords, nothing.

There are only a few traces of their existence!

Jin Hanxue's eyes became a little frightened!

She thought of a question, no wonder she and Fang Yuan came all the way, so smooth, and saw a few traces on the way, as if they had set up a forbidden place, but they walked over directly, but they were not affected. Before, they thought it was because time was too long, and all the forbidden formations had been corrupted, but in fact, it was broken...

Long before them, someone had already come to this Wusheng Sword Tomb!

Someone has already emptied these things.

What they found now is only an empty tomb with nothing left...

In fact, Jin Hanxue figured out the reason without spending too much effort.

In fact, this is a very simple question...

If someone hadn't been to the Wusheng Sword Tomb, how could there be maps circulating in the world? And the Sword Demon of the third generation, after all, was a figure tens of thousands of years ago. Since then, I don't know how many smart people have appeared, so how can they really leave such a big inheritance until now?

As for why no one knew the news that the Wusheng Sword Tomb had been evacuated, it was even simpler.

If not forced, who would openly claim that they have found the Wusheng Sword Tomb?

Making a fortune in silence is the right choice!

These questions are easy to think about, but Jin Hanxue looked at Fang Yuan with some concern.

Along the way, she didn't talk much with Fang Yuan, but she could feel the hope in his heart and knew what he was looking for all the time. She felt an indescribable sense of exhaustion in her heart, especially when she went deep into the snow field, as if she was trying to avoid some troubles outside. But now, they finally found the Wusheng Sword Tomb, but found that the sword tomb was actually empty...

She couldn't imagine what kind of impact this opponent had on her...

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At this time, Fang Yuan sat down with a blank expression on his face. Sitting in the empty hall, the expression on his face was very tired and somewhat self-deprecating. After a long silence, he muttered to himself: "Is the last hope gone?"

"God, do you have to make such a joke with me?"

"..."

"..."

His voice was very flat, even calm, but Jin Hanxue could hear some kind of extreme loss from it.

She was suddenly very worried, squatted on the ground, held Fang Yuan's palm, and said: "Brother Fang Yuan, don't be too disappointed. This place is empty, but there are many other ways. Let's go back to Kyushu first. There are countless books in this world. The way of swordsmanship is like crucian carp. You can always find some way. There are divine formulas, immortal techniques, and even heavenly skills in this world. Don't..."

"Actually, it's useless!"

Fang Yuan looked up at her, smiled faintly, and said in a low voice: "Junior Sister Hanxue, do you know that, in fact, I already knew that this road would not work, but I just didn't want to admit it, I just used this Wusheng Sword Tomb to hang my thoughts..."

As he spoke, the expression on his face became more and more tired, but in his voice, there seemed to be a little more excitement: "Early when I found out that those people made the underground palace, I knew that this road would not work. Haha, Wu Que Sword Dao is to form a Wu Que Sword Heart, but people's hearts are inherently broken. It's such a simple truth. dead end..."

"you……"

Jin Hanxue didn't know how to answer after hearing what he said.

She couldn't understand what Fang Yuan said, but she could see that he was very disappointed and desperate.

An indescribable worry rose in my heart, but I could only watch.

Fang Yuan laughed louder and louder, and there seemed to be a little madness in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Perhaps, I was the one who was wrong at the beginning. I think that if the Taoist heart is strong enough, I can walk out of the way that others can't, but what if there is no way at all?"

"I think what I did was right, and I was willing to take great risks to survive death, but who did I do it for, and who cares what I did? I want to correct the evil, but if the way of heaven is like this, there is a lack of people's hearts, so there will be good and evil in the world.

"Thousands of thousands of years have passed, people will still be like this..."

"Whether it's Kyushu or the snowy plains, or the devil's border, the demon realm, thousands of creatures in the world, no matter demons and ghosts, gods and Confucianists, it's all like this, no matter when, no matter where, there are spiritual things, there will be evil thoughts, and they can't be changed..."

"Because there are fifty avenues, let's go to one of them..."

"Only the incomplete is the way..."

"..."

"..."

His voice became lower and lower, his face was exhausted, and his loneliness was like a piece of pale paper.

Jin Hanxue didn't know what he was talking about at all, but she could feel the painless feeling in his heart, and even faintly felt the insanity rising faintly between his loneliness and pain, and her mind was already twisted together.

Even the white cat, at this moment, became serious, its pupils straightened, and it stared at Fang Yuan closely.

"God, let me chase something that doesn't exist at all, just to let me understand this truth?"

Fang Yuan smiled wryly in a low voice, the exhaustion in his eyes had reached the extreme.

What he didn't even realize was that in his sea of ​​consciousness, when he was depressed, a faint blood color suddenly gushed out. It was a sword, an evil sword that had been buried in his Toad Leiling's body and nourished by endless blood.

And with the awakening of this consciousness, a faint flow of blood leaked out, crawled into Fang Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and slowly swayed away.

And as a result, Fang Yuan's consciousness tended to a terrifying edge...

In my heart, there is an indescribable depression!

"Full of hope, but always in vain..."

"After all the suffering, I only see myself as a joke..."

"So it's just this kind of road that keeps me going?"

While muttering to himself, as if he was out of his control, he took out the universe bag at his waist and dumped it on the ground. There were not many things in the universe bag, and Fang Yuan's eyes, which were already filled with faint blood mist, seemed to be out of his control, and quickly landed on one of the white bone altars with strange patterns.

This is the meeting gift given to him by Cheng Tian Sword Dao Xie Jianxiu when he crossed the third snow line...

He knew what was in there!

At this time, there was faint blood in his body, his heart was desperate, and all thoughts were lost.

Endless longing actually grew in my heart, and I slowly stretched out my hand...

... He stretched out his hand towards the white bone altar!

There was an expression of extreme disappointment on his face: "Since the Dao is incomplete, why should I cling to what is good and evil?"