Under the influence of such consciousness, even if Ye Chen had the power of his soul and strong mental power, he still could not offset the severe pain from his head.

He held his head with both hands and gritted his teeth.

Shivering all over and sweating all over.

"Junior Brother Ye, Junior Brother Ye!"

Lu Qianye stepped forward with a bit of concern on his face, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

At this time, the voice slowly dispersed.

Ye Chen opened his eyes again, feeling grateful to have survived the disaster.

If that voice never dissipates, no matter how strong your mental strength is, you will still suffer heavy losses!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen became more fearful of the imperial grade sword skeleton.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Lu, just a few minor problems."

Ye Chen smiled bitterly and could only hide it.

"There are very high-level doctors in the sect. If you feel uncomfortable somewhere, you can ask the doctor to do a comprehensive examination for you. Regardless of hidden diseases or hidden injuries, they can treat you. You have just started, and the required contribution points can be

Take it from me!"

Lu Qianye looked serious.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lu. If I need anything, I will definitely ask you."

Ye Chen handed it over, he was indeed a super-large person, and the entire system was very complete.

Not only do we have doctors, but we also have a lot of talent reserves in terms of alchemists, weapon refiners, formation masters, etc. We are able to be self-sufficient at any time if we need anything, without being restricted by any force.

"Okay, then be careful. The sword spirit contained in Lingjian Mountain is very strong, so be careful not to get hurt."

Lu Qianye reminded him casually and didn't pay much attention.

Some disciples who have received rewards want to climb Lingjian Mountain themselves to choose magic swords.

This is not surprising.

Ye Chen nodded, and then his figure suddenly rose up and rushed towards the void.

Lingjian Mountain is only a thousand meters long and is not considered a high mountain at all. Any cultivator can easily climb to the top of the mountain.

Ye Chen flew to the top of the mountain in one breath, surrounded by clouds and fog, staring closely at the remains of the Imperial Grade.

The distance between him and the emperor-grade sword skeleton was only about ten meters!

Looking at it at such a close distance is a completely different experience than taking a look at it from afar.

Nearly one-third of the pure gold sword body was broken off. There were many tooth marks and unevenness on both sides of the blade, making the whole sword look very worn. However, the carved patterns on it were not damaged and were still transparent.

Exudes a simple charm.

It is indeed an imperial-grade magical artifact from ten thousand years ago. Every trace seems to contain the power of the great avenue.

I kept staring for a long time, as if my consciousness was being pulled into it.

"Help……"

That voice sounded again.

The difference from before is that this is not transmitted into the consciousness, but into the ears.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank, it was indeed the sword skeleton that was speaking!

Before he could make the next move, a burst of golden light suddenly erupted from the sword's body. Like lightning, it instantly struck Ye Chen's head. Like a maggot attached to a bone, it penetrated deeply into Ye Chen's consciousness.

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Ye Chen's eyesight went dark, and he suddenly fell into endless darkness.

"Where is this?"

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, his voice a little weak.

Looking around, it was very dark, surrounded by a valley and a small pool in front of it.

Next to the pool, an old man in ragged clothes was sitting.

His hair was very messy and he was very slovenly. After feeling Ye Chen's gaze, the old man slowly raised his head, revealing a pale face under his messy black hair. His cheeks twitched, as if he was smiling.

"phantom?"

Ye Chen tried to communicate with the heaven and earth cauldron in his body, but found it was empty.

He suddenly realized that he was now in an illusion of consciousness.

"I have been imprisoned for many years, young man, help me."

The old man stretched out his hand with difficulty, as if pleading.

"Who are you?"

Ye Chen did not relax his vigilance.

Who is this old man? The sword spirit of the Imperial Grade Sword Skeleton? Or the former owner of this sword?

The old man smiled bitterly and pulled the shriveled flesh on his face, which looked very strange.

His lips moved and he continued to speak, "Help me, help me..."

The voice was shrill and depressing, extremely penetrating, as if an evil ghost was whispering in your ear.

The chill instantly penetrates the soul.

Ye Chen's hair stood on end and he had goosebumps all over his body.

"shut up!"

After a few breaths, Ye Chen couldn't help but let out a loud shout, and his eyes were filled with a layer of evil aura.

This kind of sound is really torturing people.

The old man was silent for a while and waved to Ye Chen.

It seemed like it was calling him to go forward.

Ye Chen had no idea, this was really too weird.

Even the mysterious woman inside the cauldron cannot communicate.

If I had known this, I should have brought Xiao Yuan'er here.

She is also a sword spirit, so she can definitely detect some differences, so she doesn't need to go to all the trouble to explore on her own.

A strange atmosphere rose in the narrow valley.

The originally dim light around him suddenly became even darker, and a strange and forbidding atmosphere was gathering out of thin air, falling around Ye Chen, like a cold lake drowning him, and for a moment even breathing became difficult.

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In the void, a sound broke through the air.

The old man didn't know when he was approaching.

His hair was disheveled, his dry cheeks were twitching constantly, and his eyes looked extremely dull, revealing large areas of white, and even fine bloodshot streaks could be seen in them, making people shudder.

Ye Chen instinctively wanted to retreat, but found that his body was suppressed by the cold air.

I want to exert my strength, but I can't.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded.

Ye Chen woke up as if from a dream, and the scenery before his eyes changed instantly.

His eyes were focused, and he was suddenly shocked.

I didn't know when I had walked in front of the Imperial Grade Sword Skeleton, with one hand in the air, trying to reach out to grab the golden Imperial Grade Sword Remains, but my palm was surrounded by golden aura, and a sharp chill was injected into my body.

Only an inch away, his palm came into contact with the imperial grade sword skeleton!

The attraction within the Imperial Grade Sword Skeleton was pulling at my hand crazily.

Ye Chen's scalp exploded.

He desperately pulled his palm away from the golden light, his eyes full of horror.

Unknowingly, his mind was affected.

Whoosh!

A sword light fell, and the person who came was a middle-aged man with a majestic look.

He stared at Ye Chen, "Are you a new disciple?"

"Elder Hu, Elder Hu!"

Lu Qianye flew over and explained quickly, "He is a new disciple. One of his... uh, disciples resonated with the nine swords, but he forgot to choose the magical sword. He boarded the spiritual

Jianshan specially selects magic swords!"

"Since you chose the magic sword, why did you reach the top?"

Elder Hu's gaze fell deeply on Ye Chen, as if he wanted to see through him.
Chapter completed!