Chapter 10 The Burning Stone Door

"Sword Tomb!"

Looking at the words exactly the same as the previous word "Forbidden Land", a hint of surprise flashed through Ling Qingyan's eyes. At this moment, he obviously felt the difference between these two words. Because when he focused on looking at the word "Sword Tomb", he could clearly feel a sharp aura similar to sword energy rushing towards him, even if it was not inferior to the cold mountain wind.

The sword energy emitted from the handwriting...

If Ling Qingyan was in the previous life, he would definitely not believe in the existence of such absurd things. However, because he was born in this Chongwu Continent, which advocated supreme powerlessness, he had seen too many strange things, and Ling Qingyan's ability to accept new things has also improved qualitatively. He clearly understood that his feeling just now was right.

What is this place?

Seeing Ling Qingyan's eyes shifting away from the word "Sword Tomb" on the stone gate, and looking at himself with confusion, Lian Jun couldn't help but explain: "This is the retreat place for my elders of Tianjian Sect. Usually, even if the sect leader does not have extremely important matters, he should not come to this "Sword Tomb" to disturb the elders' cultivation."

Swish!

Ling Qingyan's face, which had been calm when he heard this, also changed at this time. The elder of the Tianjian Sect? He was respected as an elder by the leader of the Tianjian Sect who had reached the purple level, who should be? Except for the supreme warrior, Ling Qingyan now has no other explanation.

In my thoughts, a hint of heat appeared in Ling Qingyan's eyes. He had never seen a supreme warrior in this life, and he became more and more curious. In this life, the strongest people he had ever seen were the men and women who appeared in the Ren family, the drunken man "Ximen Kuang" and the great elder of the Bingluan Sect "Lan Rou".

The so-called critical warrior, on the way to the Tianjian Sect a few days ago, Ling Qingyan also asked the sword elder Fan Yiran for advice. After Fan Yiran explained, he realized that the so-called critical warrior is the peak figure among the purple-level late-level warriors, and he was only able to reach the level of a supreme warrior with just one kick.

To a certain extent, the critical warrior is no longer a purple-level warrior, because he has initially mastered some of the abilities of the primitive warrior, such as "spiritual consciousness"... Ling Qingyan then realized that in the Ren family, the "spiritual pressure" used by Ximen Kuang and Lan Rou, which is similar to his own consciousness exploration, is the ability of the primitive warrior.

Ling Qingyan's eyes stared at the stone gate with the word "Sword Tomb" engraved. This was the retreat and seclusion place for the supreme warrior of the Tianjian Sect!

"Boom..."

A slight tremor came from Ling Qingyan's feet. In Ling Qingyan's shocked eyes, the stone gate in front of him slowly rose up. When Ling Qingyan saw the dark passage that appeared after the stone gate in front of him rose, an urge to step in his heart.

Then at this moment—

"Jun'er, go back and leave your junior brother."

The vicissitudes of life seemed to come from the ancient wilderness, buzzing in Ling Qingyan and Lian Jun's ears.

"Yes, Master!"

In Ling Qingyan's shocked eyes, Lian Jun bowed and bowed, and then smiled and said goodbye to Ling Qingyan when he turned around: "Junior brother, senior brother will leave first. If you have any problems in the future, you can go directly to the backyard of Jianxiao Pavilion to find me."

Looking at Lian Jun's back without any delay, Ling Qingyan's face was astonished, "The Sect Master called me junior brother? And the voice that came just now seemed to be the Sect Master's master..."

What was going on? Ling Qingyan felt confused at this moment and had no idea what was going on. He had thought that the sect leader was looking for him to worship the elder of the sword as his teacher, but after coming to this forbidden area and then to the sword tomb, Ling Qingyan overturned his previous thoughts.

"Come in!"

The previous voice full of vicissitudes came from the dark passage again.

Ling Qingyan suddenly took a deep breath. There was no third person outside since the sect leader Lian Jun left. This voice was obviously calling him.

Moreover, Ling Qingyan, who had slightly clarified his thoughts, understood a little in his heart through the previous conversation with Lian Jun and the title of Lian Jun before leaving. However, he was not sure. After all, this matter was really terrifying.

Walking in the dark passage, which was slightly uneven, Ling Qingyan was calm, but his heart was filled with waves and could not calm down. Even though he, a man of two lifetimes, felt a little unacceptable. After walking for about twenty steps forward, Ling Qingyan clearly saw a ray of light at the end of the distance.

When he reached the end, Ling Qingyan only felt his eyes lit up. His eyes that had just come out of the darkness could not adapt for a moment. He blinked his eyes a few times, and Ling Qingyan opened his eyes and saw that this bright space was actually a large stone chamber that was hardly carved out.

At this time, I saw dozens of iron chains as thick as arms hanging vertically above the large stone chamber. There was a sheathless long sword hanging between the iron chains. There were countless long swords for a while.

Ling Qingyan suddenly realized that no wonder this place was called "Sword Tomb".

The reason why this big stone chamber is so bright is entirely because of the night pearl as big as a washbasin hanging on the top of the big stone chamber. Looking at the night pearl, Ling Qingyan couldn't help swallowing secretly, "If this was placed in the previous life, it would definitely be a miracle... If this night pearl was placed in the world's top auction house, it would definitely be a sky-high price."

"Haha! Brother."

The sound full of vicissitudes sounded again. With this sound, an old man in white robe who seemed to appear out of thin air suddenly appeared not far in front of Ling Qingyan. At this time, the old man was looking at Ling Qingyan with a smile, without any intention of treating him as a junior.

Ling Qingyan looked at the old man with a young face in front of him, and couldn't help but feel unbelievable. Looking at the old man's exposed skin, it was as delicate as a child, and it was not the skin that an old man should have... Could it be that a respected warrior can still rejuvenate himself?

"Don't mind, brother. I told them that I wanted to accept you as my disciple because I was afraid of arousing the suspicion of my two disciples."

When Ling Qingyan saw the old man say this, a trace of fear appeared on his delicate face as delicate as a baby, which was fleeting in a blink of an eye. If Ling Qingyan had not been sharp-eyed, he would have not noticed at all. However, he was becoming more and more confused at this moment. His previous thoughts had not been completely cleared, and the old man's words made him fall into endless doubts again.

"Brother, I know you must be extremely confused now. When you arrive there, you will understand..." Looking at the doubts in Ling Qingyan's eyes, the old man couldn't help but say: "My senior brothers have been in seclusion these days. Don't blame me, please come with me."

Feeling the old man's politeness to him, Ling Qingyan forced himself to suppress the doubts in his heart, but he felt even more and more incredible. Isn't this old man the master of the sect leader and the elder of the sword? Why did he treat him like this? What was he afraid of?

However, Ling Qingyan still followed the old man's footsteps and walked towards one of the passages inside.

Following the old man in white robe tightly, turning several passages in a twist, and finally arrived at the end of a passage.

Ling Qingyan looked incredibly at the end of the fan emitting heat, as if it was burning stone door. The stone door was still several meters away, and you could faintly feel the heat inside. Sweat was already overflowing from Ling Qingyan's forehead.

Ling Qingyan's attention was now completely focused on the strange stone gate in front of him. He did not realize that when he had just stood still, the old man in white robe had left quietly.
Chapter completed!