Chapter 815 Re-Entering the Sword Tomb
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Chapter 815 Re-entering the Sword Tomb
Looking at the back of Chu Xingyun, Baili Kuangsheng's eyes were slightly condensed, and he looked around, and found that the crowd was also watching him, and his face was full of curiosity and doubt.
Obviously, the crowd didn't know where Chu Xingyun was going, let alone what Chu Xingyun wanted to do.
Baili Kuangsheng hesitated for a moment, and then, a heavy breathing sound came from his mouth, he stepped forward, and quickly chased in the direction of Chu Xingyun.
Chu Xingyun's speed is not fast, but not slow, as if the stream of light passes through the gap, he rushes to the depths of Wanjian Mountain.
Baili Kuangsheng followed behind Chu Xingyun, and the suspicion in his eyes became more and more intense. This place is already the core area of Wanjiange, which is barren and remote, and few people come here on weekdays.
However, Chu Xingyun didn't mean to explain, the speed suddenly increased, until he came to a steep cliff, he slowed down, and finally stopped.
Baili Kuangsheng also stopped, and he scanned his surroundings. He was very unfamiliar with this place and had never been here before.
Just when he was about to ask a question, Chu Xingyun stretched out his right hand without warning, and a misty sword shadow flitted out from the palm of his hand, and at the moment of contact with the mountain wall, he directly merged into it.
After the Mimeng sword shadow completely disappeared, a dazzling halo penetrated from the mountain wall, shaped like a portal, and entered the eyes of Chu Xingyun and Baili Kuangsheng.
Baili Kuangsheng stared at this scene dumbfounded. He looked towards Chu Xingyun, but heard Chu Xingyun's voice, and his tone was calm: "Go in."
Chu Xingyun stepped slowly, and when he touched the bright halo, the halo spread in all directions like water waves, covering Baili Kuangsheng's body in one fell swoop.
Buzz buzz!
At this moment, Baili Kuangsheng only felt his eyes go dark, and there seemed to be the sound of thousands of swords beside his ears, and the afterglow worn on his waist resonated strongly, and he wanted to get out of its sheath.
Baili Kuangsheng opened his eyes suddenly, and what imprinted in his eyes was an open flat land surrounded by mist and powerful spiritual power, which made people feel like entering a fairyland.
He looked ahead, and found that there were countless sword weapons stuck upside down on this vast flat land. The number was so huge that it was impossible to count it. Just one glance can make people dazzled.
Slap!
The sound of Chu Xingyun's steps brought Baili Kuangsheng back to his senses, his breathing gradually became heavy, and finally he couldn't help asking: "Where is this place?"
As Fan Wujie's direct disciple, Baili Kuangsheng has many privileges. He can enter and leave any forbidden place, any place of cultivation, but he has never known about this place.
"Sword Tomb." Chu Xingyun faintly spit out two words, and at this moment, the whole land began to tremble, and a silver-white sword broke through the loess without warning, and it was like a streamer, stabbing straight to Wanzhang high altitude.
call out!
The sword light was fleeting, but the ground did not stop trembling, and there was even a tendency of getting more and more practiced. Immediately, the sound of breaking the ground sounded one after another, and swords with handles swept high into the sky, all of which bloomed with fierce sword lights .
A sword light, like a faint light, is not conspicuous, but thousands of sword lights flicker, as if turning into a long river of sword lights, and that sword weapon is a real dragon in the long river, tumbling to the sky, with endless momentum.
Baili Kuangsheng looked at this scene, his pupils almost shrunk into needles, and before he could ask, Chu Xingyun took the initiative to explain: "As the name suggests, Jianzhong is the grave of sword weapons. Since the establishment of Wanjiange, this place It has always existed, but its existence is particularly secret, except for the pavilion master, no one knows about it, and no one can enter it."
"The grave of the sword weapon?" Baili Kuangsheng murmured in a low voice, he looked up at the real sword weapon dragon, his mind tightened suddenly, and the afterglow at his waist trembled even more, as if he wanted to blend into it.
Chu Xingyun nodded, and also looked at the sword weapon real dragon: "Wanjiange has been passed down for thousands of years, and has experienced countless ups and downs. Whenever someone dies, that person's portable sword weapon will be sent to the sword mound and become a sword weapon. One of the thousands of swords."
"This is not only the tomb of the sword weapon, but also the tomb of the sword intent. When the sword weapon is sent into the sword mound, the sword intent remaining in the sword weapon will also be buried here forever, silently guarding the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."
"Do you know how many sword weapons there are in the sword mound?" Chu Xingyun turned around and suddenly asked Baili Kuangsheng.
"The sword mound has existed for thousands of years. With such a long-term accumulation, the number of sword weapons should be around one million?" Baili Kuangsheng was a little uncertain. This space is too big, and he can't see the end at a glance.
Hearing Baili Kuangsheng's answer, a smile appeared on the corner of Chu Xingyun's mouth, and his voice was so calm that it was a little scary: "Yesterday's bloody battle, Wanjiange died a total of 128,795 people, and this number of deaths, Although it is big, it is not amazing in the history of Wanjiange, two thousand years ago, Wanjiange suffered a catastrophe, in just one day, 200,000 disciples died."
"What?!" Baili Kuangsheng was shocked when he heard it, as if his heart would stop beating. Two thousand years ago, Wanjiange suffered a catastrophe, and 200,000 disciples died in one day. He had never heard of it.
Wanjiange has been passed down for thousands of years and has a long history. However, due to the appearance of the sword spirit, the history of the sect has been ruthlessly falsified, and countless historical facts have disappeared in the rolling river without a trace. It is normal for Baili Kuangsheng to not know about it.
Chu Xingyun sighed slightly, stepped out again, and said as he walked: "When one person dies, the sword weapon in the sword mound will increase by one handle. Thousands of years, millions of days and nights, the number of dead people is more than a million .”
"As far as I know, there are 33,984,521 swords in the sword mound." When Chu Xingyun said this
Numbers, even though his mind was as firm as a rock, he couldn't help trembling.
The number of 30 million is so huge, it is no wonder that Sword Spirit tried his best to control Wanjiange and tamper with the history of Wanjiange.
As long as this sword mound can be obtained, just the sword intent emanating from the sword weapon can make it repair wounds, reshape the sword body, and even return to the ranks of emperor soldiers.
And in fact, it did.
But helplessly, the time for the sword spirit to enter the sword mound is too short, only a thousand years. Although the sword body has been reshaped, it is still far inferior to the black hole epee. If thousands of years, or even ten thousand years, perhaps, the result will vary.
Baili Kuangsheng didn't know what Chu Xingyun was thinking. At this time, he was completely in shock, staring blankly at the real sword dragon roaring up to the sky, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
His eyes hung in the void, following the constant movement of the sword weapon real dragon, at this moment, Baili Kuangsheng vaguely saw a high platform that seemed to stand in the center of the sword mound.
What puzzled him even more was that above the high platform, there was a phantom sitting cross-legged. It was very vague, but it really existed!
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