Hearing the old and hoarse voice, Ye Fan immediately turned his head and saw an old man sitting not far away.
The old man was wearing a gray robe, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, revealing the temperament of vicissitudes of life. He did not know how many years he had lived.
In front of him was an ancient sword stuck upside down.
There are numerous gaps on the sword's blade, and I don't know what kind of horrific battle it went through to leave so many gaps.
Looking closely, the old man was motionless, like a stone statue, as if he was integrated with the world, no different from the flowers, plants and trees.
Even Ye Fan's spiritual consciousness couldn't capture his aura. If he hadn't spoken, Ye Fan wouldn't have noticed his presence just now.
Suddenly, Ye Fan discovered that this old man was somewhat similar to Elder Mo who practiced Ku Chan in front of the Sutra Pavilion.
It's not that they look alike, it's that the auras on their bodies are exactly the same.
Obviously, this old man is also the elder of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and his strength is unfathomable.
"Senior, do you have any advice for me?" Ye Fan asked respectfully.
The old man in gray robe looked up at Ye Fan and said solemnly: "You can't be buried in the sea of swords!"
Although the voice was quiet, it revealed an irresistible will.
"Why is this?" Ye Fan asked with a puzzled look on his face: "As far as I know, this Sword Burial Sea is not a forbidden area. All disciples in the Yunhai Immortal Sect can enter!"
"The Burial Sword Sea is indeed not a forbidden area, but not just anyone can enter it! I have been guarding here for more than a thousand years and have witnessed countless ups and downs. Those who can walk out of the Burial Sword Sea alive are the weakest ones who have transformed into gods.
The realm of the third transformation, with your cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage, if you try to break into it without permission——"
"Death is certain!!!"
When he said the last sentence, the eyes of the old man in gray robe burst out with peerless sharpness, which made people dare not look directly.
In an instant, Ye Fan felt an extremely terrifying aura, as if an ancient beast had finally opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs.
But Ye Fan didn't know that this old man had a very high seniority in the Yunhai Immortal Sect. Even the current sect leader, True Immortal Qingming, would call him "senior" when meeting him.
Over the years, the old man has been guarding the sea of burial swords.
To most of the monks who came to challenge the Burial Sword Sea, he would not say much and was as silent as a stone statue.
But whenever he meets a talented junior, perhaps out of a cherishing mentality, he will speak.
Over the past thousand years, he has reminded more than 800 people.
One hundred of them heeded the advice and left.
The remaining seven hundred people did not believe in evil and broke into the Sea of Burial Swords, but without exception, they all died.
No one left alive!
This also shows the viciousness of the old man's vision.
Among so many monks, Ye Fan's cultivation level is the weakest, only at the peak of Nascent Soul.
Apart from him, the others who entered the Burial Sword Sea were at least monks in the transformation stage.
Even many masters of the fifth and sixth levels of divine transformation died under the influence of thousands of swords.
In the old man's view, if Ye Fan breaks into the Burial Sword Sea without authorization, he will die without rebirth.
However, at this time, Ye Fan showed a playful smile on his face and said: "I like things that are challenging! Senior, please help me!"
Seeing what he said, the old man frowned and felt unhappy, but he did not continue to stop him. He said coldly: "Since you are seeking death yourself, no one can save you!"
"I'll make it out alive!"
Ye Fan's voice was decisive and full of confidence in himself, and then he stepped forward.
Looking at his back, the old man in gray robe seemed to be looking at a corpse.
…
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
Ye Fan walked slowly towards the Burial Sword Sea.
The moment he entered the Sea of Burial Swords, he felt a chill that penetrated into his bones. He got goosebumps all over his body and his whole body tensed up.
Somewhere in the air, he seemed to be locked into his body by something terrifying, unable to move.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..."
In an instant, hundreds of ancient swords around them seemed to "come alive". The sharp sword energy surged out, forming a dense curtain of swords in the air and sweeping towards Ye Fan's position.
"not good!"
Ye Fan's expression changed drastically, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
If it were just an ordinary sword energy, with his current powerful body, he could resist it.
However, the will contained in these sword energies is completely different.
Some are like white rainbows penetrating the sun, some are like shooting stars chasing the moon, some are like Jing Ke piercing the Qin Dynasty, some are as blazing as fire, some are as cold as ice, some are as fast as wind, and some are as sharp as lightning...
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and his heart was filled with huge waves. He was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
Although these ancient swords have been buried in dust for thousands of years, their owners completely integrated their lifelong swordsmanship into the swords before they died.
At this moment, Ye Fan could clearly feel that these sword energies contained the endless spirit of the original owner.
Most monks practice to attain enlightenment and immortality.
But even the Supreme Immortal will one day run out of life.
However, even if their physical bodies perish, the "Tao" they believe in can still remain.
Anyone who is recognized by the ancient sword can inherit the swordsmanship of those predecessors and pass it on from generation to generation.
People are like swords, and swords are like people.
Swordsmen have been practicing swordsmanship for hundreds of years, and all their energy and spirit are completely injected into the sword, and the essence of kendo is also buried deep here.
This swordsmanship is both the swordsmanship of those who came before us and the swordsmanship of those who came after us. It can transcend life and death.
The swordsmanship lasts forever, the swordsman is eternal!
At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to see those predecessors from thousands of years ago wielding magic weapons.
The peerless swordsmanship appeared before his eyes.
"Well done!"
In an instant, instead of being timid, Ye Fan was eager to try and wanted to fight against these seniors to hone his sword skills.
Ye Fan flipped his wrist, and the Thunder Tribulation Sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. The blade was like frost, revealing an unstoppable sharpness.
"Keng!"
An earth-shattering sword cry, like a dragon's roar, resounded throughout the Burial Sword Sea.
In the Burial Sword Sea, many disciples who were practicing hard were awakened by the sound of the sword.
"Huh? There's a new person coming in!"
"I don't know who it is that rashly broke into the Burial Sword Sea. Wouldn't it be directly killed by the sword energy?"
"When I first entered the Sea of Buried Swords, I was almost pierced through the heart by ten thousand swords, and my hair was turned upside down!"
"Come on, let's go over and take a look!"
…
At the same time, Ye Fan held the Thunder Tribulation Sword and faced hundreds of sword energies that carried the will of his predecessors. He was not afraid at all. He opened the nine major acupoints in his brain and shouted:
"The sword of wisdom breaks all laws!"
This is the third form of Beichen's Seven Swords. It is a high-grade magical power at the heaven level. Even within the Beichen Sect, it is the top secret skill. Only true disciples can practice it.
After performing this unique skill, time seemed to slow down a thousand times.
The sword energy that swept in fiercely was as slow as a snail and was full of flaws.
Suddenly, a sharp electric light suddenly erupted in Ye Fan's eyes, and surging anger erupted from his body, alarming the nine heavens and ten places, and threatening the whole world.
"I have a sword that can destroy all living beings!"
"The Angry Sword—come out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan swung his Thunder Tribulation Sword forward and used the fourth form of Beichen's Seven Swords - Slaying the Common People with the Raging Sword.
The wrathful sword is the supreme skill of defeating a large number of people with a small number.
Ye Fan once used this sword to kill three thousand iron pagoda cavalry.
Now that Ye Fan's strength has greatly increased, the sharpness of this sword is even more unparalleled, and his elegance is peerless.
"Whoosh!"
A sword light that is difficult to describe in words suddenly appeared, as if it could pierce the sky and penetrate the earth, causing gods and demons to disappear into thin air.
The sword light swept across, like a waterfall falling from the sky, stunning and shocking the years.
The sword intent of annihilation spread out, carrying with it the will to slaughter all living beings.
"What a terrifying sword intent!"
The monks who were coming all felt the overbearing sword intent of annihilation, which was enough to make the sky and the earth pale, and the sun and the moon lose their light.
"Click! Click! Click..."
The moment the hundreds of sword energy touched the sword light of the angry sword, it shattered like glass, turned into powder, and ceased to exist.
The sound of shattering continued one after another for several minutes before finally stopping.
Hundreds of sword energy disappeared into smoke.
Peace finally returned to heaven and earth.
Ye Fan was the only one in the field, standing proudly like a god.
The hundreds of ancient swords stuck beside him made a buzzing sound and trembled, as if they were bowing to the king.
…
At this time, the dozens of monks finally arrived and witnessed this scene with their own eyes. Unconcealed surprise appeared on their faces, and they exclaimed:
"Oh my God! With just one move, I defeated the sword intent hidden in the ancient sword, and I was still unscathed!"
"The will contained in that sword is too overbearing!"
"Who is this kid? I have never heard of such a person in the sect before!"
The monks in the Burial Sword Sea are all disciples of the inner courtyard and true disciples. Most of them have practiced in seclusion here for several years. The longest one even stayed for nearly a hundred years without leaving.
Ye Fan had only started working for a few months, so it was normal that they didn't know each other.
"Eh? That's not right!"
Someone suddenly discovered something, pointed at Ye Fan and stammered: "Look - his cultivation level... seems to be only at the peak of Nascent Soul!"
