Chapter 192 Road Encounters Knife Tomb, It is an extremely important secret place of the Shengji Sect Mountain Gate.
In it,
Buried with countless broken swords and broken blades.
This is the grave of the knife.
In every inch of space, there are soaring sword wills intertwined with each other, forming a terrifying Shura killing field! No one knows the original origin of this tomb. I only know that when the Holy Ji Sect retreated to the land of the Seven Kingdoms hundreds of years ago, the Tomb of Swords was a secret place that was moved there together.
This shows the importance of the sword tomb.
But the good thing is that although the Sword Tomb is important, the sect is also willing to share it to cultivate more talents for the sect's younger generations.
If you want to enter the Tomb of Swords, it is difficult to say, but easy to say.
It has two conditions.
Leave your own will of the sword in the sword grave.
Or hand over a thousand spirit stones and a thousand sect contribution points!
If you complete any one of the two conditions, you can enter the sword tomb to understand the way of the sword.
I was thinking about the information I had learned about the Tomb of Swords.
Yang Qingyun walked all the way, We arrived at a dark underground entrance deep underground in the sect.
"Is this a secret realm similar to Iron Bone Mountain?"
Looking at the space vortex in front of him, Yang Qingyun remained calm and secretly guessed in his heart.
In front of the entrance to the space vortex, There were people from the sect guarding both sides.
Further away, there is a counter for managing entry and exit, and behind the counter is an ordinary old man who manages the tomb.
Yang Qingyun walked towards the old man.
Naturally, Yang Qingyun was unwilling to give out a thousand spiritual stones. What's more, he doesn't have such a huge sum of money.
So naturally the idea was to leave behind the will of the sword.
Nowadays, although Yang Qingyun has not yet truly mastered the will of the sword, and it is difficult to apply it in battle, he can still condense a ray of the will of the sword by concentrating all his energy.
So he explained to the old man that he was prepared to leave his sword will in the sword tomb in exchange for the choice of entering the sword tomb.
The old man glanced at Yang Qingyun's young face in surprise.
It seems that he did not expect that Yang Qingyun could master the power of the will of the sword at such a young age.
Then he asked Yang Qingyun to show some strength of his sword will.
Yang Qingyun had no objection. He closes his eyes, Concentrate your mind,
After dozens of breaths,
all of a sudden, In him, a sharp edge suddenly rose up, as if born from the violent wind and rain. After countless hardships and setbacks, the sharp edge that stood out unyieldingly filled every space around him! The will of the sword, It is a manifestation of will!
The experiences in his previous life and the opportunities in this life allowed Yang Qingyun to understand each other and gradually realize the will of this heavy sword! Although he has not yet fully mastered this level of power, even though he can only show a ray of it, it cannot be used in battle.
But after all, it is the will of the sword! The old man pondered deeply,
This level is only half-stepped into it, but it cannot be regarded as truly stepping into that level.
But he nodded after all,
Recognized Yang Qingyun's power.
Although there are some shortcomings,
But it's almost there,
That kind of sword willpower, if you go to the sword tomb and go through the wind and rain, it is not difficult to completely master it.
However, the old man also made a request, He wanted Yang Qingyun to leave his will of the sword behind before leaving the sword tomb.
Obviously the old man also knew,
Yang Qingyun's purpose in entering the Sword Tomb was to completely master the power of Sword Dao Will.
When he leaves, Naturally, it is also the time to fully master that power.
The will of the sword left behind during the introduction, It is completely in line with the requirements of the sect.
"Thank you senior for your accomplishment!"
Yang Qingyun quickly thanked the old man with his hands.
Apparently he also saw that the old man was doing himself a favor by being flexible.
Because according to Gongmen's regulations, my own will of swordsmanship is not actually qualified.
But the old man’s flexibility, Allow yourself to take the bus first and then buy the ticket.
"You're welcome. The reason why the sect opened the Sword Tomb is to cultivate more talented young people."
"At your age, to be able to reach this point, your qualifications are already more than those of many people. It doesn't matter if you are just a bit generous."
"Practice hard, and then the cultivation of the sect will be worth it!"
Yang Qingyun nodded gratefully towards the old man.
I don’t know if the old man in front of me is a senior member of the sect, but he is quite humane in enforcing various regulations of the sect.
Speaking of, The overall atmosphere of the sect is pretty good.
But unfortunately. Thinking of the approaching catastrophe in six or seven years, Yang Qingyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He now,
Not yet capable of changing everything.
Let’s improve ourselves first.
Yang Qingyun said goodbye to the old man and left, preparing to enter the knife tomb.
Suddenly, He seemed to feel the gaze,
Look behind you.
The man and woman who walked out of the space vortex of the Sword Tomb not long ago disappeared at the end of the road.
The figures of both of them were somewhat familiar.
Memories flashed through my mind quickly, The man seemed to be Lin Fan, and the woman seemed to be Yun Wan'er, a lecturer who had been studying in Changchun.
Yang Qingyun's eyes flashed, But he didn't pay too much attention.
After all, although they lived in the same sect's lower courtyard, in fact, they didn't have much contact with each other, so they were not familiar with each other.
Without paying too much attention, Yang Qingyun took one step forward and entered the space vortex.
at this time,
outside,
"Sister Wan'er, what's wrong?"
Sensing that something was wrong with Yun Wan'er's mood beside her, Lin Fan, who was a little excited, couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay, I just thought of something else."
Yun Wan'er's flawless little hands cut away a strand of hair from her forehead, shook her head slightly, and said calmly.
"Sister Wan'er, don't worry. Now I have mastered the power of the sword. With the strength of the guy named Bao, he is no longer my opponent."
Lin Fan thought Yun Wan'er was worried about the life-and-death match he would soon have with someone else, so he quickly expressed relief.
The confident face is full of perseverance, and his words will definitely kill him.
Seeing Lin Fan's vigorous vitality, Yun Wan'er also smiled with some relief.
But in my heart,
The figure she just saw flashed through her mind.
He couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.
That boy just now,
She does remember.
A few years ago, when I accepted a mission and went to Changchun Temple to be a lecturer for a period of time, during a small competition in Changchun Temple, the young man named Yang Qingyun performed well in the ring and attracted the attention of the lecturers on the stage.
Originally, as a lecturer, I would more or less choose some disciples with relatively high potential to support them. If they were successful in the future, that favor would bring extremely high returns in the future.
However, because the triennial competition is approaching, each lecturer has more or less candidates for funding, and no one has contacted the young man named Yang Qingyun.
At that time, some of her classmates also asked her,
She only chose Lin Fan. Should she bring Yang Qingyun with her?
But at that time she just said lightly, Lin Fan alone is already good enough.
That's all.
(End of this chapter)