The cut figure and thin face showed a hint of solemnity and disbelief, "It's me."
The three girls didn't understand, and they really didn't understand it very much. However, Shui Yunxin asked bluntly: "Any way to obtain Mixed Flame Sands?"
"Kill me." Only the voice was heard and said.
"What..." The three girls naturally couldn't do it.
"Only by killing me can you obtain the Hunyan Sands. The Hunyan Sands in the world are only more than seven taels and eight cents. Besides, he comes out elsewhere..." The man said slowly: "Take it off--"
Shui Yunxin asked incomprehensible: "Why?"
She was afraid of it as a trap, and she was not willing to attack someone who had the power to tie the chicken.
"The catastrophe of heaven and earth, the evil spirit has long eroded my heart. If it weren't for a twilight moment in my spiritual platform today, you three might have died in my hands." The man continued, and the gold powder on his face seemed to be slowly falling.
"Huh?" His expression was a little moved. "Maybe this is fate, maybe all this has been destined for a long time, but such an ending is beyond my expectations."[
The three women could not understand what this person said at all. They were puzzled by him, but suddenly found that the gold powder that fell off his face had spread all over his body.
"You—" Xue Xier was shocked, "Just think that all this is a dream..." The man slowly closed his eyes, and his whole body had turned into gold powder floating on dust, rippling with the wind.
...
There was a stinging pain in front of me. After Shui Yunxin opened her eyes, it seemed that she had reached the dazzling sun again.
"Here?" Shui Yunxin raised her eyes and saw that the surroundings were just the Xisha Desert. Cang Yeyue and the two women were also staying by their side, and the hands of the three were still connected to each other.
The surroundings were quite calm, and they were a bit terrible.
Shui Yunxin woke up the two women beside her and said softly: "We seem to be back."
"Hmm?" Xue Xier twisted her body, as if she felt extremely uncomfortable. She scratched her hand from her back, but pulled out an object.
"What is that?" Shui Yunxin didn't remember Xue Xier carrying this thing on her body.
A box made of fragrant wood is not big, but it is a bit weighty.
After Shui Yunxin opened the box, her face changed repeatedly, and a hint of blush appeared in a pale and dehydrated face. "I didn't expect it - I really didn't expect it..." Shui Yunxin couldn't speak.
"I can't think of anything?" Cang Yeyue gradually woke up, and was stunned with the box.
"I didn't expect that the Hunyan Jinsha would get it so strange..." Cang Yeyue was stunned, and she blankly held the notes in the wooden box...
...
The cemetery of the Divine Soldiers.[
In a sword-making pool in Western Shu, this is where sword-making masters of all dynasties in Western Shu are wandering.
Although it is little known, there are still people in the Immortal Alliance. As a major disciple of the Shu Dao Sect, Chang Yin is still relatively clear about Western Shu. He has been to the Sword Forging Pond several times, but he has obtained nothing.
"The Godly Soldier Cemetery is indeed in the sword-casting pool, well... I don't know much, maybe outside the sword-casting pool. I have never entered the Godly Soldier Cemetery, but just went to the sword-casting pool a few times." This is what Chang Yin said to Binghen Eight Men before leaving.
"He hasn't been there, can we find it?" Lin Rong asked Du Xinpeng.
Du Xinpeng was naturally unsure of his heart. Lin Rong glanced at Binghen and Bai Ye and asked, "You two came from the Northern Region, but you don't know if you came."
"That's true, we both have almost never traveled to Western Shu." Bai Ye said.
However, at this time, a lazy voice came, "Why no one asked me to pinch it?" A lazy figure climbed up from a naked stone, and after a whisper, he said with a smile: "I know astronomy and geography, and I know the first five hundred years and the next five hundred years--"
Hong Yanbin showed a hint of mocking, "But every time I say it is wrong, we have been deceived by you all the way--"
"You can't say that either." Zhuang Tan shook his head slightly, as if the swordsman was swaying his waist, but the next sentence still revealed his nature, "Only we won't listen to him. Is it right?"
Everyone nodded slightly, as if they were very much in agreement with what the Zhuangtan said.
"No, no, no—" the swaying swordsman said reluctantly, "I have been able to enter the cemetery of the Divine Soldiers!!"
Everyone showed a hint of sarcastic voice, "Come on. Stop teasing-" Hong Yanbin waved his hand and smiled.
Although the Five Elements Swordsman was deeply poisoned by the swaying swordsman, Bai Ye and Binghen did not know much about the swaying swordsman, so they just showed a little doubt. As everyone had some misunderstandings about the swaying swordsman, they said, "It's better to let Brother Nangong talk."
"Hey—that's right—" Nangong Haoxuan, a wandering swordsman, climbed a pole and climbed up a tree, and said with a smile.
"Is that?" Lin Rong touched his chin and glanced at the swaying swordsman, "Since both brothers have said that, we might as well listen to it for now. If you have nonsense, we will kick you off the cliff."
Everyone had already arrived in Western Shu, but they had been visiting Western Shu for more than half a month, and it would take the whole month in a few days.
The situation is urgent now, so everyone cannot delay it.
The swaying swordsman laughed at everyone, his expression was not serious at all, like a gangster.
"The cemetery of the Divine Soldiers is not something that ordinary people can enter. If it weren't for some fairy fate, it would be difficult to enter once in this life." Nonsense burst into the mouths of people.
"The key point." Gu Binghan also endured some of his skills, and he looked like a swaying swordsman with a blue face.
"Oh." The swaying swordsman responded, and then said: "The Godly Soldier Cemetery is in the pool water of the sword casting pool!"
"Really?" Tu Xinpeng raised his eyebrows and asked immediately.
"Fake." The rogue swordsman rarely showed a trace of wolves' laughter after one serious moment.
"Hmph——" Du Xinpeng couldn't see anyone going back and forth, and then started to scan himself again and again, so Du Xinpeng said coldly: "Let's go--"
"Uh--" The swaying swordsman Du Xinpeng seemed to be really angry, so he smiled and said with apologies: "Really."
However, Du Xinpeng did not turn around, but headed towards the sword-casting pool.
"Oh——" the swaying swordsman Na shrugged, "Where is the pool water of the sword-casting pool coming from? Could it be that the sword-casting pool poured into the mountain spring?"
Gu Binghan paused, as if he had thought of something, "Hmm?"
As for Bai Ye and Binghen, they were a little confused. They may not understand the mountains and rivers of Western Shu since childhood.
"Let's go--" Gu Binghan said, and then he saw the buds of trees and bustling.
...
Sword casting pool.
Although the Western Shu sword casting pool is not well-known in China, it is also well-known in Western Shu. It is indeed true that ordinary people can enter the sword casting pool.
The eight people are still within a hundred feet of the sword casting pond.
It can be said that it was the first time that everyone came to the sword casting pool and was fascinated by this scene.
The sword casting pool is divided into two pools of Yin and Yang. The boiling water in the Yang pool seems to be like this all year round. However, the Yin and cold in the Yin pool are relatively cold, but the water is still water and has never turned into solid ice.
At the distance between the Yin and Yang pools, there are stone swords standing upside down, as if they are penetrated directly into the sky.
As the crowd walked slowly from the path of the sheep intestine, they could reach the ground along the way with pebbles paved with paths. From time to time, everyone could go to the broken swords that stood here, some had no solid ice, some had broken blades, and some were divided into two halves from the tip of the sword, and all kinds of broken swords were included.
"A sword energy appears from the heart-" said the rogue swordsman slowly, "You five are also people who practice swordsmanship, and you can also feel this aura."
Du Xinpeng nodded slightly, "That's right, this sword energy is indestructible and unbreakable, but there is a lack of a thought that can control him, so he can only wander in the sword casting pool."
Gu Binghan said with a touching look: "If it weren't for this, I'm afraid there wouldn't be a famous sword here..." They might have felt the sword energy, but the swaying swordsman continued: "But you can definitely feel the sword intent floating around you."
"Sword Intent?" Zhuang Tan was slightly stunned.
"Where did the sword intent come from?" Gu Binghan frowned. He really didn't feel it. His eyes looked at the swaying swordsman, but he saw the swaying swordsman's expression was quite **.
Everyone stepped into the sword-casting pool, and the boiling water or ice water under their feet blocked everyone's steps.
As the cold and heat qi flows with each other, everyone really feels uncomfortable and adaptable.
"This--" Especially Bai Ye and Binghen were quite surprised. As the yin and yang energy flowed in their bodies, their faces turned pale, and a hint of redness had already flowed out of the corners of their mouths.
"It doesn't matter you two." Tu Xinpeng's heart was thrilled and he asked nervously.
But the swaying swordsman said, "Sit cross-legged and adjust your breathing, rest here for a moment, and you can adapt."
As the rogue swordsman said, after a moment, the aura of the two men also stabilized. "You are practicing Yin and Cold in the Northern Territory. You will have a resistance to simple Yin and Cold in the cold and hotness. However, the aura of Yin and Yang meeting is your fatal key."
"Thank you." Bai Ye and Binghen bowed and thanked.
"Hey—" The swaying swordsman waved his hand, seemingly disliked such artificiality.
The eight people continued to explore the sword-casting pool, but they had been back and forth for seven or eight times, and they were not famous.
Gu Binghan questioned the swaying swordsman, "Do you want to go under the sword-making pool?"
"Yes." The rogue swordsman nodded and smiled, "You can choose not to believe it."
"Hmph——" Gu Binghan snorted coldly and jumped directly under the Yin Pool. The sound of water was very small and the waves were even smaller, but everyone did not have Gu Binghan's voice at all.
"It won't be a problem if this continues, right?" Du Xinpeng asked with some concern.
"I don't know either." The rogue swordsman smiled heartlessly.
Du Xinpeng asked Nangong Haoxuan with a headache, and then several people jumped under the Yin and Yang Pool...