In the red clay, there are broken Taoist seals.

This ancient Taoist seal seemed to be cut open by something, and the cut surface was like cutting. The sharp source of the sharpness that cuts through the corner of Su Qingqing's skirt and cuts Ye Ku's fingers was not the seal itself, but the sword intent that remained on this section and had not disappeared!

Now, let alone Ye Ku, even Su Qingqing knows the extraordinary nature of this world. The bronze hall appears for a thousand years, and this inexplicable world is buried in the hall.

In view of the past, those who can erect the monument here are all those who have left a rich and colorful mark in the years, and have left a reputable figure in the history books. Many of them even have historical books that record their life stories and deeds, and have long been gone, and their paintings are gone and cannot be traced. Only in this way can we imagine their ancient and long history.

No need to think too much about the things that can be buried in this world, whether they are broken or complete, full or damaged, they cannot be ignored. They cannot be said to be something that is not owned by one of the world, or treasures they have collected along the way, or magic weapons they have carefully sacrificed and cultivated their lives.

If it is the former, there is nothing strange about it. After all, the more you cultivate to a profound level, the more you can gain this magic weapon from others, if this treasure itself is not too extraordinary, it will probably not be able to exert its mystery, far less than the latter's ability to come.

But if the object of life-cultivation is broken, it will be a disaster for the monks. If they cannot cut off their connection with this treasure in time, it will inevitably damage their vitality. However, if the monks fight, let alone the victory or defeat, even life and death are all in a thought. How many people can have such courage and determination to cut off their arm in this powerful man in a flash?

These natal treasures are not only about the life and life of a monk, but also about their face. In Ye Ku's previous life, there was a saying that "the magic weapon came to the same master and his relatives" and "seeing a weapon is like seeing someone" was almost the "rule" that was defaulted to by monks. Therefore, if it was not for the point of real life and death, the fight between monks would never have been compensated for by the object of life and death.

Ye Ku has always been disliked to be servile by things, and he does not want to be distracted by his own magic weapon between life and death. Therefore, no matter what kind of treasure he harvests, he has never sacrificed and refined his natal magic weapon. The sharp energy should come out of the sword; the sharp meaning should be kept with the sword. In ancient times, there were sword cultivators who were dedicated to each other and each sword. They really had reached the unpredictable realm of "slashing away with one sword without anything that cannot be broken". In order to seek this purity, sword cultivators often sacrificed the sword he wore to be the life sword weapon. If they find a handy sword in the future, they would "combined" their natal sword weapon into this sword, and then they could become "sword change".

It is precisely because of this that there is a saying that "a sword destroys people and dies" and "burying a sword is like burying a person". It is precisely because of this that the sharp edge of the sword can be invincible to thousands of men.

But Ye Ku was so sure that the remnant of this Taoist seal was done by the sword intent, but it was a familiar meaning hidden in this sharp aura. The sword intent was an extension of the will of the sword cultivator, so it should have a distinctive color, unique and difficult to have similarity. He should have seen something similar not long ago.

Unless a true sword cultivator, he could not understand the true sword intent. Intuition told Ye Ku that he must have seen the sharp meaning of cutting the Taoist seal. Although its shape and momentum are very different, the essence is very similar.

"Sword Cultivator...Sword Intention... Could it be Qi Yuanfeng?!"

It's too late, but it's only a moment to think about it. The person Ye Ku met in this life, only the number of people with such a talented person can be with his hands.

But how could Qi Yuanfeng appear here? What's more, this seal should be as old as those tombstones, how could he have lived through such a long time? Taking a step back, with his little bit of Taoism, even with the help of the sword intent, it would probably be far from enough to cut open this Taoist seal.

But there is no possibility in this world that there are two identical sword intents!

The doubt that had not been gone seemed to be re-catched again. There were too many hidden in this world and too many buried. The red soil was boundless and the yellow clouds covered the sky. It seemed that there were really endless secrets.

The ancient artifact is broken. No matter how this Taoist seal used to be, it is now very powerful. The spiritual roots have been cut off, the divine marks have been destroyed, and the Taoist texts have no way to bear. Although they can still barely be called "clear", they have long lost any magical features and are no longer useful.

At the moment, it is useless to think too much. Ye Ku felt his legs numb and suddenly woke up. He saw that the fairy shadow in front of him was already moving away. The "Immortal" would not wait for the "people". Ye Ku remembered the Taoist text on the residual seal in his heart, and hurried up with Su Qingqing.

Since leaving the city, or when Su Qingqing got the magic weapon that turned into a bracelet at the beginning, it had become a bracelet, Ye Ku vaguely felt that the journey of the fairy shadow ahead had become aimless again, thinking that he was a person who had lost his beloved thing, wandering between the yellow clouds and red soil, and also wandering in the dark sky.

"Ye Ku..." After a while, Su Qingqing suddenly spoke. She paused and seemed to be thinking about something, and then continued: "I always feel that there are more than two of us here. Are you following me or..."

Even with all the previous experiences, Ye Ku heard these words from Su Qingqing's mouth with his own ears, his heart still trembled. As the saying goes, being with the king is like being with a tiger, let alone now one end on the left and the other on the right.

Ye Kulai didn't know Su Qingqing's thoughts. Since the girl had not specified it, he would not call himself without a fight. "Of course I'm following you. Who else can I follow here? Who else can I follow?"

Su Qingqing just said nothing, "Oh" and stopped fighting hard in this matter. After all, she only had a sense of hazy feeling in her heart. If she couldn't see it in detail, she naturally couldn't think it was even more real.

"Um?"

At this moment, the fairy shadow in front of him suddenly stopped. Ye Ku suddenly grabbed Su Qingqing. It would be better not to get too close to the thing that could stop for him.

In front, the same terrain finally changed and sank down, becoming a trend of one high and one low.

Ye Ku and Su Qingqing were on high places. From the place where they stood, they saw that in the low terrain, there were two bronze pillars standing on the left and right. The left was intact, with rare birds and beasts carved on them, taking a ferocious and intimidating shape to shock sentient beings. They almost had the momentum to support the sky, while the right was broken with the roots, and the section was as smooth as a mirror, and it was hard to grind the wind and frost of time.
Chapter completed!