As the ten thousand swords around him fell, the protecting sword spirit knelt down on one knee in the direction of Xiao Ling.
Seeing this scene, Feng Wuchen let out a long breath.
Fortunately, his bet was right, and that little order was the token of this inheritance.
Otherwise, this guardian sword spirit will kill all living creatures that come here!
"There seems to be writing on the ground!" Yue Qingyin said suddenly.
Feng Wuchen nodded and took a look, and saw that there were indeed rows and rows of small characters in front of the corpse.
Those words are sharp and sharp, and even though I don’t know how many years have passed, they are still clear.
"Later! When you read these words, I must have turned into a withered skeleton!"
"This guardian sword spirit inherited from the Divine Sword Sect is so powerful that it cannot be defeated without the cultivation of the Sword Master! I fought with it for three days and was finally defeated."
"If you don't reach the realm of Sword Master in the future, please retreat quickly! If I can see the light of day again, please send my bones to the Qingchen Sect of Chen State in Cangzhou!"
Shui Zangfeng! The ultimate work!
Shui Zang Feng!
After seeing the final signature, Feng Wuchen's mood fluctuated significantly.
Unexpectedly, the person Shen Hongyi and Luo Fenggu were looking for when they entered the ruins was actually here.
He even reached the last step, but ended with hatred.
To be able to fight with the protecting sword spirit for three days and nights, Shui Zangfeng's talent is truly terrifying.
"Qingchen Sect was mentioned in his last work. Do you know this person?"
Feng Wuchen nodded.
"He's my senior from Wuhen Peak! He entered this ruins ten years ago, but he didn't expect to die in a place like this."
Feng Wuchen sighed, and immediately put his body and sword into the ring.
Yue Qingyin didn't ask too many questions, her eyes slightly elongated, looking at the road ahead.
"But if what he said is true, and this is really the inheritance of the Divine Sword Sect, then we will be blessed!"
"Sword Sword Sect?"
Feng Wuchen had never heard of this name before, so he was surprised.
"You were born in today's era, and it's normal for you not to know the name of the Divine Sword Sect! But thousands of years ago, the Divine Sword Sect was the holy land of swordsmanship that all swordsmen in the entire spiritual martial arts world aspired to!"
"The Divine Sword Sect was established in China. I heard that its founder was a swordsman-level figure. After the Divine Sword Sect was established, all its members were sword cultivators. According to legend, at its peak, the sword master Zongdu can only be regarded as a third-rate disciple."
After listening to Yue Qingyin's narration, Feng Wuchen's face was slightly moved.
Sword Fairy!
Only sword cultivators who have reached the realm of heart are qualified to be called swordsman immortals.
Such existences, not to mention in the spiritual martial world, even in some intermediate planes, are still in the category of strong ones.
Moreover, in this era where swordsmanship is scarce, swordsmanship masters are no big deal, at least they will not be underestimated.
However, in the old days of the Divine Sword Sect, he could only be regarded as a third-rate disciple, and his strength was simply unimaginable.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a person in a mere spiritual martial arts world!"
Feng Wuchen sighed and asked: "Since the Divine Sword Sect is so powerful, why did it disappear in a place like Cangzhou?"
Yue Qingyin shook her head: "No one knows. Everything about the Divine Sword Sect seems to have been wiped out. No one knows how it declined, and no one knows how it died. No one can even prove that the sword sect has been wiped out."
The sect once existed! Everything I just told you are just fragments recorded in ancient books."
The interest on Feng Wuchen's face became more and more intense.
"No matter what, since we are now at the door of the inheritance, let's go in and take a look, maybe we can find the answer!"
After saying that, Feng Wuchen held up the golden
The lustful Xiao Ling passed over the guarding sword spirit and went behind him.
Yue Qingyin frowned slightly and followed closely.
As the two of them walked forward, they saw the scene around them changing along the way.
From the initial desolate stone wall, within a few moments, everything around the two of them was already splendid.
When they looked back, they saw that the path behind them had long since disappeared.
"It seems that the Divine Sword Sect has left no escape route for us! Let's go on!"
We walked along this avenue for a while.
Suddenly, an inexplicable pressure came over them, preventing the two of them from moving.
Immediately afterwards, a small purple sword appeared in the air.
The little sword has no entity, only countless words flowing on it. ??
Those words are extremely ancient, and each of them has a breath of time.
The strange thing is that the two of them don't know these words, but they can feel the profound truth from them!
"This is... Dogen!"
The two shouted in unison at the same time!
After telling the origin of this small sword, both of them breathed quickly at the same time.
According to legend, the movement of everything in the world is inseparable from the control of "Tao".
"Tao" coexists with heaven and earth, it is ethereal, but it is everywhere.
Later, people with great supernatural powers can understand the Great Dao and refine it to form Dao Yuan!
Mastering Dao Yuan is tantamount to mastering the origin of Dao, and everyone in the world who has the same origin as Dao can be controlled by it.
Obviously, the small purple sword in front of me should be the Daoyuan of the Sword.
If he could refine it, how many sword cultivators in the world would be his rivals?
"Dogen actually exists! From this point of view, the description of the Divine Sword Sect in the ancient books is not exaggerated at all. The founder of the Divine Sword Sect may really be a swordsman!"
two people
As they spoke, they saw the small purple sword hovering above their heads.
"It's choosing its owner?"
Then, something weird happened.
This little purple sword sometimes moves to the left, sometimes to the right.
It stayed on top of the two people's heads for a moment, and then reached the top of the other person's head.
This scene is like a child with difficulty in choosing, choosing between two toys, unable to make up his mind.
This cycle lasted for about half a quarter of an hour, and the purple sword began to tremble rapidly.
Immediately afterwards, one after another profound words flew out from it and submerged into the two heavenly spirits.
Finally, the trembling of the purple sword intensified.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, it split into two, turning into two small swords, one red and one blue, and were submerged into the heavenly spirits of Feng Wuchen and Yue Qingyin respectively!
After Dao Yuan entered their bodies, their Dantians formed two vortexes of spiritual energy, which began to continuously absorb the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
And the spiritual veins of the two people gradually surfaced above their heads.
Fortunately, both of them had already sunk their consciousness into their bodies at this time.
Otherwise, you will definitely be shocked when you see the other party's spiritual veins.
Above Feng Wuchen's head was a nine-story sword tower. Each floor was wrapped with several black chains. At a glance, it was extremely terrifying.
On Yue Qingyin's head, three long swords were suspended.
The three long swords are entangled with the three elements of water, fire and wind respectively!
The power of three elements!
Three kinds of spiritual veins!
And they are all heaven-level top-grade sword-type spiritual veins!
It is no exaggeration to say that in front of Yue Qingyin's spiritual veins, even a genius with a god-level spiritual vein would inevitably be overshadowed.
Because people with this kind of spiritual vein.
Chapter completed!