Before entering the Heavenly Pool, Luo Changfeng had imagined countless times what kind of divine axe would become after the sinkhole smashed by the meteor falling thousands of years ago through the hands of the strong man of the Jiang Family's Shuzi Sect.

An inverted sword tower buried deep in the belly of the seventy-two strange peaks of Kunlun.

Hidden in the tower are the sword pavilion's countless ownerless famous swords that have lasted for thousands of years.

Luo Changfeng thought, even if there was no strong man in the Sect of Martial Arts, it would be a simple and clear sword mountain with a mess of green bushes, and it would also make countless Sword Cultivators of the Sect yearn for curiosity.

The reason is very simple, just because this is the Sword Pavilion, just because this is the ancestral court of the way of the sword!

Now Luo Changfeng finally didn't need to guess and delusion, he saw the true face of the Inverted Sword Tower with his own eyes, just after stepping into the unpretentious arch.

It was as if he had entered another world through a door that he had never imagined.

His back sank behind the arch. When I reappeared, I didn't know where I was.

Luo Changfeng appeared on a field.

In the distance of the wilderness, he looked up and saw the lofty mountains. Above the high mountains, there is a clear blue sky with endless clouds without the scorching sun.

In the wind-blown clouds, there are flickering dark clouds floating by, this is obviously in the depths of the mountain, but you can see the dark clouds of the 'Tianchi', it seems that soon there will be a ferocious spring rain that is not so polite.

"Inverted Sword Tower! Could it be that above this mountain, is the entrance to the deeper tower?"

The mountains are up, and the people are not stopped.

Although Luo Changfeng had doubts, he didn't think much about it, and he simply approached the unknown mountain in the mountain shade.

He walked in silence and did not speak for a long time.

Of course, no one spoke.

He just wanted to find the four ancient swords as soon as possible and take them with him. He knew that staying on this Sword Pavilion for one more day would increase many variables.

Admittedly, he did have some fear.

After all, the opponent he faced was the senior brother of the head of the Sword Pavilion who even the stargazing old man had been willing to bow down.

In the face of such a sword saint who is a saint by means, who is not afraid?

Luo Changfeng came to the foot of the densely wooded mountain.

In the secluded forest, there are birds flapping their wings and singing, which are the creatures of the forest awakened by his sudden visit.

He looked up at the mountain.

I don't know if it's because I've been talking about the inverted sword tower in my heart since I entered Tianyun City, Luo Changfeng looks like a tower at the moment. For example, in front of him is a high mountain covered with dense jungles, Luo Changfeng feels that the outline of this mountain is like a mountain tower with rocks piled up with birds and birds.

He thought that maybe this mountain was the real Inverted Sword Tower.

Luo Changfeng, who was the best at mountaineering, shook his head self-deprecatingly, and picked up the road at the foot of the mountain.

......

There are streams in the mountains, and there is water in the streams.

The depth can be seen at a glance, and there are a few fish swimming freely in the clear stream.

The white-clothed and white-haired emperor stood with his hands in his hands, and glanced at the swimming fish indifferently, and followed the mountain that was not steep and dangerous

A gentle stream goes up.

The stream was very long, and it took about an hour for Emperor Yi to walk without tears before it finally came to an end.

At the end of the stream is a mountain cliff with a silver-bright waterfall hanging from the fracture of the cliff.

Under the waterfall is a pool of unknown depths.

Since entering the Heavenly Pool, Emperor Wuxi, who has been looking for something alone, came to the secluded pool with his hands in his hands.

He looked down at the depths of the pool, then squinted his eyes and looked above the waterfall.

Compared with the world's peaks and waterfalls, under the waterfall, which is miserable in terms of water volume and rapidity, there is such a hidden pool that cannot see through the depths, which is really unreasonable.

Emperor Wuxian thought for a long time before he came up with a reasonable and convincing explanation.

Trickle of water!

As the old saying goes, a drop of water pierces a stone and an iron pestle into a needle, and if the waterfall on this cliff flows slowly over the years, there is enough reason to explain the existence of this secluded pool!

Under this assumption, Emperor Wuxian decided to climb the cliff to take a look.

He was extremely fast, and the white wind seemed to flow backwards in the sunlight like a waterfall line, and he came to the top of the cliff in a breath.

Only then did he realize that the water source of the waterfall under the cliff actually came from the relatively turbulent stream at his feet.

At the end of the stream at your feet, there is another cliff waterfall that you look up.

There are still cliffs on top of the cliffs.

The end of the stream is still a stream.

The water source of the waterfall is still the waterfall.

The indifferent look of Emperor Wutear, who stood with his hands in his hands, finally showed a shallow smile.

He knows the way, and he's right!

It wasn't because of the cliff on top of the cliff, nor because of the waterfall above the stream, but because of the cliff and waterfall that he saw a lonely and arrogant flower embedded in the rock and washed by the waterfall.

That's the flower he's been looking for! It's also the flower he's really looking for on this trip to Kunlun Mountain!

That's a raccoon flower! A raccoon flower that boils wine with green plums, and a raccoon flower washes the sword!

Thousands of years ago, after countless stars fell on the top of this starfall peak, leaving an unfathomable sinkhole, the sinkhole, which was originally anxious and ordinary people did not dare to approach, bloomed with countless raccoon flowers in one night about 500 years ago.

The raccoon flowers, which no one knows the cause and effect and their origins, even flooded, blooming from the bottom of the sinkhole all over the mountains and rocks, and all over the peak of the nebula.

That grand scene once attracted countless Sword Pavilion disciples to come and watch.

It wasn't until the old man of the Sword Pavilion who picked up the stars invited the powerhouse of the Jiang family's Shuzi Sect to cast this sinkhole into a sword tower that was inserted into the belly of the mountain and hid countless ancient famous swords, that those flooded raccoons gradually became rare in the eyes of the disciples of the seventy-two Qi Peaks of Kunlun.

Hundreds of years ago, the Kunlun Mountain Sword Pavilion held the first Qingmei Boiled Wine Sword Meeting.

Several of the victorious Sword Pavilion disciples entered the Heavenly Pond and each obtained a famous sword in the Huanhua Pond. Once those famous swords entered the world, it was difficult to hide their edge, and several disciples relied on the power and aura of the famous swords, and they actually defeated the four masters of the four sects of the Sword Pavilion at that time and became famous.

Those famous swords taken from the Huanhua Pond also attracted the attention and curiosity of countless Sword Pavilion disciples.

Then the second Qingmei Cooking Wine Sword Festival was held...... Gradually, the disciples of the Kunlun Seventy-two Strange Peak Sword Pavilion all memorized a word.

Huanhua washes the sword!

Emperor Wuxian believes that even if this word was first circulated in the seventy-two strange peaks of the Sword Pavilion, even if there will be a few disciples in the previous Qingmei Cooking Wine and Sword Discussion Festivals of the Sword Pavilion, there will be a few disciples who enter the Huanhua Pond to take the sword and become famous in the world...... But the emperor has no tears and believes that the Nuoda Sword Dao Holy Land is still unable to find the second person who knows the origin of this sword washing pool except for the head of the Sword Pavilion Star Picker.

Coincidentally, he knew the origin of this sword washing pool.

And you know it all right!

Otherwise, today, he would not have entered this heavenly pool in the name of the sword!

Actually, the truth is very simple.

The time when Starfall Peak Huanhua flooded was five hundred years ago.

Five hundred years ago, there was a major event in the world that shook the pattern of the world.

The once-prosperous Demon Gate was destroyed overnight by the alliance of many forces in the world!

In addition to the initiator of the Imperial Alliance, the old man who was in charge of the Kunlun Mountain Sword Pavilion at that time was naturally one of the main culprits of the destruction of the Demon Gate!

It is said that on the night of the fall of the Demon Gate, the Juntian Diagram was divided into seven!

The old man who was injured that night returned to the Star Meteor Peak of Kunlun Mountain!

So Starfall Peak was full of raccoon flowers.