Chapter 233: Swords from Sword Tomb "You seem to have a bad reputation recently." Chen Huaian shrugged indifferently and said, "Do you think I care?" "Actually, Senior Brother Liu is a very nice person. Is there any misunderstanding between you two?" "not at all." "Then why is this? Senior Brother Liu usually guides us in our cultivation and has a good reputation among all the disciples. There is no misunderstanding. Why is he so hostile to you?" "He probably simply can't stand me." Chen Huaian said, Bai Linger frowned slightly when she heard what Chen Huaian said, and said: "In my impression, the eldest brother is not such a person." "Sometimes you can't judge a person by his appearance alone. How many people know about the dirty things he does behind his back?" After Chen Huaian finished speaking, Bai Ling'er frowned even deeper, "No way, he is the eldest senior brother of Shengyun Daodi." "Because he is the eldest brother, it is very convenient for him to do many things, which is also more conducive to his shady deeds."
"This……" Bai Ling'er didn't know what to say. What Chen Huaian said made sense, but he had no evidence. Moreover, Liu Maoran was a very nice person in Shengyundao, which gave him a good reputation. Without irrefutable evidence, it would be impossible to make everyone believe Chen Huaian with just a few words. "Whether you believe me or not is up to you. If you have any doubts, you might as well take a look at what happened to those female disciples who were close to your beloved Senior Brother Liu? Or did some of them disappear out of thin air?" "The Dao Zun and his men won't care about these things, because they care about the world. If Liu Maoran hadn't taught you all and made contributions to the Holy Cloud Dao, do you think he would have been able to live safely until now?" After Chen Huaian finished speaking, he left, leaving Bai Ling'er standing there in a daze. If Bai Ling'er had not lived with him for a period of time, he would not have said so much. "In short, stay away from Liu Maoran if you don't want to be involved in any unnecessary karma." After Chen Huaian finished speaking, his figure disappeared. When Bai Ling'er raised her head, Chen Huaian was nowhere to be found. "Is it really as he said?" Bai Ling'er thought carefully in her mind, but she didn't remember what happened to the female disciple who was close to Liu Maoran. "Did I not pay attention to it?" Bai Ling'er usually practices. Since she left this world without permission last time, her master asked her to practice in seclusion. So she doesn't know much about what is happening now. "Should I trust him? He gives me a sense of familiarity. He seems to know someone I trust, but he doesn't have any evidence. I..." Bai Ling'er sighed in her heart, shook her head slightly, and left here. She didn't notice that after she left, a pair of cold eyes were staring at her. "Chen Ping'an, you will definitely pay the price for your actions." He said, and his figure disappeared from the shadows. At this moment, Chen Huaian came to a deserted place and stretched his body. He took out his flute and played Wugui. He hadn't played Wugui for half a month.
The sound of the flute rang out in this deserted back mountain. The sound of the flute was like the water flowing in the mountains, turning around and around, and like the buds of a newly opened flower, refreshing. As his flute played, a sword locked with an iron chain in the sword tomb trembled slightly. It was an ancient sword, tightly locked by a heavy iron chain. The blade was mottled, but it faintly revealed a sharp aura. Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed, and the sword burst out with amazing power. With a loud "clang" sound, the iron chain broke instantly, and the fragments flew everywhere. The sword soared into the sky like a flash of lightning, stirring up the wind and clouds. In the sky, dark clouds rolled like raging waves. Purple lightning shuttled through the clouds, making a deafening roar. The sword exuded a mysterious light, attracting the power of heaven and earth. The wind howled like the roar of thousands of beasts, blowing sand and rocks all over the ground. The surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this force, forming strange whirlpools. The mountains in the distance also trembled slightly under this powerful pressure, and the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests fled in fear. The sword was suspended in the sky, and the light became more and more dazzling. "What happened? What is going on?" "The Heaven's Way collapsed?" "That's not right. Is someone making a breakthrough? It actually caused such a strange phenomenon in the world." "I don't think so." …… The disciples of Shengyun Dao were talking at once. They didn't know that it was actually a sword because their strength was low. They couldn't see the scene inside the rolling wind and thunder, and the sword standing in that vision. And in the main hall. "Is that sword born?" Dao Zun said to himself as he felt the terrifying aura. "I think so. Apart from that sword, only the breakthrough of us old guys can cause such an impression on heaven and earth." Xuanzun replied to Daozun. "But why did it suddenly wake up?" Ling Zun said puzzledly. This question also puzzled Dao Zun and Xuan Zun. "Did he go to the sword tomb?" Ling Zun said. But after Ling Zun finished speaking, Dao Zun and Xuan Zun shook their heads. Dao Zun said, "No, you are too focused on the strange phenomena outside. If you investigate the sword tomb, you will find that he has been to the sword tomb from where you are." When Ling Zun heard what Dao Zun said, he immediately released his spiritual sense to check the sword tomb. The more he checked, the more shocked he became, because Chen Huaian really did not go! "We can't go on like this, it might cause panic." Xuanzun said. Just as he was about to take action, Dao Zun stopped him. "Just wait a little longer. I feel like it's almost over." Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the aura of the sword quickly converged and became weaker and weaker. At the same time, Dao Zun, Xuan Zun, and Ling Zun rushed out of the hall at the same time. They wanted to see where the sword had gone, but when they came to the place where the sword's aura disappeared, they found nothing. "Where will it go?" asked Ling Zun. Dao Zun and Xuan Zun shook their heads at the same time. They didn't know either. The sword was following that adult, and they couldn't spy on such an existence. "Forget it. Since it wants to leave, let it go. The instructions left by that master are to let the person who made the Nine Extreme Voice pull it out. If it doesn't leave, we don't care where it goes in the end." After Dao Zun finished speaking, he flashed back to the main hall. Xuan Zun and Ling Zun looked at each other and then also returned to the main hall.
Although they were flying in the air just now, no one noticed their presence. At this moment, Chen Huaian, who had just finished playing the flute, looked at the ancient black sword beside him and fell into silence. Just now when he was playing the flute, he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying breath, which was mixed with an astonishing sword intent. That sword intent seemed to be able to destroy mountains, split rivers, and overturn seas! (End of this chapter)