"Xiao Ji, whenever someone comes near, alert me immediately."
Yang Ji looked around vigilantly without looking back.
In his sleeve, Xiao Ji made a hissing sound in response. The King Snake's senses were far sharper than Yang Ji's. In this complex underground, with his signal, Yang Ji basically had an extra layer of protection.
"Qiang!"
Pulling out the "Blood Qi Sword", Yang Ji thought with a thought, and the blood Qi spewed out from the scabbards behind him, and the swords among them could break the scabbard at any time.
"With the Yin Fire Yang Talisman in charge, the general of the imperial court will definitely destroy the Tianyin Sect. Now, let's see if we can collect some good things before they are destroyed."
In the darkness, flashes of thought flashed in Yang Ji's eyes.
"Wealth can be found through danger." Yang Ji knew deeply that given his background, it was impossible to gain great power without taking risks.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as the wind blew, Yang Ji quickly walked forward along the passage.
Although the underground passage is dark, it is not stuffy. If you feel it carefully, there is even a breeze blowing. It is obvious that there are many vents.
"The airflow circulates underground and must pass through the core of the Tianyin Sect's branch. There are passages in all directions, like a maze. But as long as you follow the direction of the airflow, you can definitely find the core of the Tianyin Sect."
Yang Ji was thinking secretly as he flew by.
He stretched out his palm to feel the direction of the wind, then turned towards his body and entered a dark fork on the left.
This time, Yang Ji saw a large number of corpses. Many Tianyin Sect disciples hiding underground fell to the ground in confusion.
Among the corpses of Tianyin Sect disciples, Yang Ji also found something else.
"They are disciples of the Dengping sect, and they have also gone underground."
By the faint light of the water-avoiding beads, in the darkness, Yang Ji recognized one of the corpses as a disciple of the sect.
Along the way, Yang Ji also saw the corpses of disciples of the Tongyi Sect and the Jiugong Sect, but they were not many in number, only one or two.
Seeing the wounds on these people clearly, Yang Ji's pupils shrank slightly.
"It's exactly the same as the corpse at the entrance of the passage... Who on earth has such great palm power?"
Thoughts flashed through Yang Ji's eyes.
"Whoosh!"
His body swayed. Yang Ji quickly ran in the direction of the wind. After turning around the corridors, the front became darker and darker, and the terrain became lower and lower.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Yang Ji's eyebrows jumped.
"Um?"
Yang Ji's feet stopped, suddenly went from extreme movement to extreme stillness, and at the same time he dodged diagonally sideways.
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a bang, the stone wall exploded, a cold light burst out of the darkness, and the sharp long sword pierced Yang Ji's body with just a hair's breadth.
"go to hell!"
The man in black missed his move and slashed with his long sword, filled with surging blood energy. He struck Yang Ji again.
"snort!"
Yang Ji sneered, moved his feet wrongly, and moved backwards to distance himself. At the same time, with a thought, the four flying rainbows unsheathed in an instant, and blasted towards the opposite side like a violent storm.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The first blood energy sword knocked away the long sword in his hand. The second sword pierced his left shoulder, and the third sword pierced his right shoulder. The fourth sword directly pierced his right chest, locking him firmly.
Nailed on the wall.
"Where is your main hall?"
The long sword in Yang Ji's hand was pressed against his neck and he said expressionlessly.
"Hmph! Did you think I would tell you?"
The man in black sneered.
"laugh!"
Without thinking, Yang Ji pierced his thigh with a sword, making a gash and blood flowing out.
"Where?"
Yang Ji asked again.
"Hahaha... our holy religion is fearless, do you think I will be afraid? The 'spirit' has awakened, you sinners are just waiting to be eliminated."
The man in black laughed angrily, his face twitching in pain, but he endured the pain.
"God?"
Yang Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, with a surprised look on his face: "What god?"
"Hey, do you think I would be stupid enough to tell you?"
The man in black laughed angrily, with a certain joy of success on his face.
"Humph! It doesn't matter if you don't say it. It's just a bunch of pretentious tricks. However, I don't believe you can really endure it."
Yang Ji turned his eyes and didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head and shouted:
"Whoosh!"
A black shadow emerged from Yang Ji's sleeves and bit the man in black's foot. In an instant, a shrill scream immediately echoed through the cave.
The man in black's face was green and black, his whole body was trembling, and he curled up like a dragon. On his forehead, big beads of sweat dripped out.
"I said, I said..."
The man in black, who had looked down upon death just a moment ago, seemed to be under tremendous pressure from love, and finally spoke:
"Go left from here..."
"laugh!"
After listening to the words of the man in black, Yang Ji swept his long sword across his neck. At the same time, he withdrew the four blood swords and turned around to the opposite right without hesitation.
After a moment, his eyes lit up, and huge luminous pearls suddenly appeared on the left and right walls, emitting bright light and illuminating the cave into daylight.
"As expected."
Yang Ji put away the "water-avoiding beads" and nodded.
Information given under pressure was not trustworthy at all. Now that he saw the night pearl on the cave wall, Yang Ji immediately knew that he was probably not far from the core of the Tianyin Sect's branch.
Only in the most important places in the sub-rudder will these large numbers of "night pearls" be luxuriously placed.
At the end of the corner of the Night Pearl Passage is a huge rough stone wall. At first glance, it seems to be a very ordinary passage, leading to another place.
However, Yang Ji fumbled on the stone wall for a while, and soon, with a rumble, the stone wall opened, revealing a clean and spacious hall behind it.
"found it!"
Yang Ji felt happy, bowed his body, and jumped in like a civet cat.
The hall is very majestic with carved and painted buildings. The ground is made of smooth granite. Several large stone piles that two people can hug hold up against the dome.
The furniture on both sides is made of sandalwood and painted with brown and purple paint.
On the wall hung a pair of portraits of ghosts and gods, with big copper bell eyes, blue fangs, and erect cow ears, which looked eerie and terrifying.
Further forward, a huge golden chair, plated in red like blood, stands in the center of the hall. On both sides of the chair are two black evil statues, wearing black robes and cloaks, as if they are ready to attack at any time.
It will be like coming back to life.
"This man looks like he left not long ago."
Yang Ji glanced at the white candles on the wall. Under normal circumstances, these candles should be extinguished when the stone wall falls, but now, they are still burning normally.
Apparently the people in this hall had just left recently.
The hall was empty. Yang Ji glanced at it and quickly noticed the long swords on the surrounding walls.
These long swords were simple in style and had closed scabbards. The most important thing was that Yang Ji felt a chill from these swords. It was as if he had entered a cold pool.
"clatter!"
Yang Ji walked over, stretched out his fingers, grabbed a sword on the wall, and pulled it out suddenly.
Clang!
Amid the sound of Qing Yue's dragon roar, a cold light like autumn water rushed towards his face. Mist rolled in the sky. Within ten steps in a radius, the air dropped violently. It was like being in an ice cellar.
"What a sword!"
Yang Ji's eyes lit up. He looked at his own figure reflected in the sword, which was like a mirror, and couldn't help but praise it. This sword seemed to be of higher quality than the "Blood Sword", and it looked sharper.
"Koizumi Sword!"
Yang Mian pointed out a row of ancient seal characters on the sword.
"Legend has it that some famous sword-making places will use small seals to engrave characters on the swords. Is this true?"
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Whether it is a fine iron sword or a blood sword, it is not made by a "swordsmith" in a specialized sword-making place.
Although General Qin Yan of Pingchuan City and Elder Qiu of the Iron Crown Sect are superb in martial arts, their skills in sword making are not very good.
Therefore, whether it is a fine iron sword or a "bloody sword", the grade is not too high.
Yang Ji heard Pan Chen once mention that truly good and high-quality swords are forged in specialized "sword-making places" of all sizes.
Different from the Blood Qi Sword, the swords forged in those places are usually named. They are not simply named based on their efficacy like the Blood Qi Sword.
"Are these swords forged from the place where swords are made?"
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
laugh!
The cold light flashed, and the next moment, Yang Ji flew out the "Guquan Sword" in his hand without hesitation. With a hiss, the sword pierced the wall, just like piercing tofu, without any sound, leaving only a hilt.
outside.
"It's really a sword produced in the land where swords are made!"
Yang Ji was overjoyed.
Although I don’t know where this Guquan Sword was produced, it is so sharp that it is even more powerful than the Blood Qi Sword. Only a specialized swordsmith can cast it.
"With the sharpness of this kind of sword, I'm afraid it can even pierce through the thick skin of an abyss monster."
Yang Ji was overjoyed.
The abyss monsters are powerful, thick-skinned and thick-flesh, and cannot even be penetrated by a blood sword. But with this kind of sword, Yang Ji's strength can obviously increase.
Clang!
The long sword was sheathed, and Yang Ji casually inserted the ancient spring sword into his back.
"Look again!"
Yang Ji thought to himself.
There were as many as six or seven swords hanging on both sides of the hall. Yang Ji searched through them and found that except for two decorated gold long swords, the others were all "Guquan Swords". Including the ones he had obtained before, there were five in total.
So many handles.
"Fortunately, I came down. Otherwise, when I return to Tieguan Mountain, I don't know how many tasks I would have to do if I want to collect so many swords."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
Every sword with a famous name is priceless. If these ancient spring swords were sold in a small town of the Iron Crown Sect, I don’t know how much they would cost.
Of the five ancient spring swords, Yang Ji took them all away without missing a single one.
"There seems to be nothing else."
Yang Ji scanned around and had a clear view of the entire hall. He could see everything at a glance.
"After all, it's a branch, so there can't be too many good things. And they probably carry the real treasures with them and won't leave them here casually."
Yang Ji was thoughtful.
His "Netherworld Dharma Ring" was obtained from the black-clothed leader of the Tianyin Sect. There is no way he would keep such a treasure in the hall.
There are only things like swords, one handle is enough. The ones you don’t need are put here.
"I don't know if there are any other treasures. Let's have a look."
Yang Jiannian turned his head and immediately started banging in the hall.
The "Guquan Sword" produced in the place where the Five Swords were forged is already pretty good. However, I was a little unwilling to let him leave like this without checking it carefully.