Bo Shuyao looked at the sword mound in front of him, not only did he see the battle a hundred years ago, if he hadn't insisted on going his own way, there wouldn't be so many ownerless swords here: "This is the sword mound, Qing Mu has a high-quality spiritual weapon, so don't go in, otherwise your sword spirit will be attacked, and then except for Dong Yichen, the three of you will go in with me!"

Although Dong Yichen was a little puzzled, he still agreed: "I... Oh well"!

Then Zhang Xiyu, Yi Lingyun, and Yun Yanrou followed closely behind Bo Shuyao. "After entering, don't stay away from me, the sword qi inside is arrogant, if you are not careful, you will be wiped out by the sword qi inside!" After that, he took out a cyan stone seal, which was engraved with many spirit patterns, this is the symbol of power, "Elder Stone Seal"!

When the stone seal appeared, a whirlpool immediately appeared in the sword mound, and as soon as the whirlpool appeared, a strong sword aura immediately emanated from it.

"Well... It's so strong, and before I even went in, I felt a daunting sense of oppression!" Dong Yichen just broke out in a cold sweat when he saw this.

I saw that an invisible spiritual power shield appeared around Bo Shuya's body and wrapped it around, and this obvious sense of oppression gradually disappeared, and several people followed behind Bo Shuya and walked in. "There are three floors of attics in the Sword Shrine, and the top layer is full of some very powerful weapons, and the sword qi on each layer will gradually increase, you must remember that you must not take a step out of the spiritual power to protect your body, otherwise you will immediately turn into flying chips"!

The four of them then walked through layers of tunnels, with candlesticks on each side of the tunnel, and the fire in Taichung seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

After walking for a long time, everyone finally came to the inside of the sword mound, which was filled with thousands of swords, all of which had been accumulated by the Yunlan Dust Sect for thousands of years, each sword represented a spirit, and some of them were captured.

Bo Shuya's expression seemed to be a little pale at this time, "This is the sword mound, you are trying to expand your spiritual sense and find a weapon that matches your attributes"!

Hearing this, the three of them immediately unfolded their spiritual sense, Zhang Xiyu shook his head helplessly, and said: "Master, the sword qi here is too strong, and the spiritual sense can't be stretched at all, even if it is barely extended, you can only feel the sword inside this shield!"

Hearing this, Bo Shuya just took a deep breath, and immediately drilled out his own weapon in the palm of his hand, the Wind Sword! As soon as the Wind Sword came out, Bo Shuya immediately injected a large amount of aura into it, and the shield instantly expanded by about ten times, "I can only last for half an hour at most, these swords already have owners, and the sword spirit will seal itself when the previous master leaves, and those swords that are willing to be subdued have been collected by the sect master, so you can only rely on your own strong perseverance and sincerity, remember not to forcibly occupy it, otherwise either you will die or it will die!"

The three of them began to sit cross-legged on the spot, trying to unfold their spiritual sense, and as soon as the spiritual sense opened, the sword soul appeared in the spiritual sense.

Zhang Xiyu entered an endless dark corridor at this time, although the corridor was dim, but the nearby stone corridor was emitting starlight, these lights were transformed by the sword breath, and when he walked around, he secretly muttered: "Are these all swords that fit with me?"

After that, he came to the vicinity of the corridor, and looked at each sword carefully, and each sword exuded an aura of vigilance and a faint anger.

After walking around, Zhang Xiyu suddenly felt that there was a powerful force behind him, as if he was getting closer and closer to him, and immediately the hairs on his body stood up, "Jingyi, Kun, Shi"! Several blue shadows appeared, and immediately distanced themselves from the terrifying aura behind them, and saw that the breath was a little farther away from him before he was willing to turn back, only to see a wall behind him, and the swords on the wall were circled like a kaleidoscope, each of which seemed to be extremely powerful, but compared with the sword in the middle, all the swords here suddenly lost their luster a little, and I saw that the sword exuded a strong light for azure blue and translucent, the sword body was straight and cone-shaped, and Zhang Xiyu's body was reflected inside.

Zhang Xiyu's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he faintly seemed to feel a gentle and powerful force, and then he was ready to reach out to touch, as soon as he made contact, he felt a powerful force to wrap himself up with lightning speed, and the breath in his body was like a frightened horse, scurrying around in his body, but he felt as if his body was about to explode. Consciousness gradually entered a state of confusion.

In the haze, he actually entered a blue water chestnut world, in which his body was reflected, which was similar to when he had just begun to cultivate spiritual skills. If the heart is not firm, it is easy to lose direction inside, even for the current Zhang Xiyu, there is still a little bit of confusion.

A faint voice came from afar, "Do you want to defeat him?" Then Dong Yichen's appearance appeared in this world, "If you want, I can help you quickly improve your realm and become the strongest supreme above ten thousand people, and everyone, including your master, must surrender at your feet"!

This sentence is like a demonic nature, making me itchy and hot-headed, "Become above ten thousand, even if you can become the supreme, you can't let the master surrender to your feet"!

The voice sounded at this time, and said: "Hehe, Zhang Xiyu, you are too naïve, do you really think that your master has been doing good for you all the time? What bullshit can't be in a hurry to cultivate, it is clear that he just values Dong Yichen and doesn't want you to surpass him, so that you can only be at the feet of your good brother Dong Yichen for the rest of your life, are you willing? If you want, I can immediately give you the strength to surpass everyone"!

"May ...... No... Zhang Xiyu covered his head tightly and shook desperately, "You shut up with me, stay away from me!" Then he immediately sat cross-legged and began to breathe the chaotic aura in his body, reciting the Heart Sutra given by his master in his heart.

"Do you want to? Zhang Xiyu! Do you want to kneel at someone else's feet forever?"

Zhang Xiyu deeply adjusted his breath, and the aura that was originally chaotic began to be orderly again, closed his eyes and said: "You come with me! Your hypocritical language makes me even more disgusting than his!!!

Then he just pulled out the sword from the wall......

In Yi Lingyun's artistic conception, there was only one sword, a sword that he seemed to be familiar with, and he saw cyan jade vines entwined on both sides of the blade, and a black sand stone on the blue-gray hilt.

Looking at the sword in front of him, his eyes were red, two years ago, when he was "soul attraction and empathy", he saw this sword, and the beautiful back held the sword tightly in his hand, "Mother... Mother?...... Wasn't my clan wiped out?How could my mother's sword come to the Yunlan Sword Shrine?"!" While thinking suspiciously, his hand unconsciously touched it.

As soon as he touched it, the totem in his abdomen immediately emitted a pale yellow light, and the aura of the sword body unexpectedly appeared like the death of the family, and the pool of blood was full of dead people. Only then did he tremble and hold the blade of this sword with his hand, and the blood was immediately evaporated and absorbed, "Mother.... This "went with the sword into his body.

Yun Yanrou's side is extremely peaceful, in this place full of countless souls, the artistic conception is full of peace and tranquility, and there is even a quiet and comfortable piano sound, rippling in it, Yun Yanrou is softly humming, only to see a white guqin suddenly appeared in front of him, this qin has twelve looming strings, the piano is engraved with black spirit lines, and it actually entered Yun Yanrou's body in an instant.

The three of them opened their eyes almost at the same time, and at this time, a trace of blood was already flowing from the corner of Boshuya's mouth, and his eyes were confused. At this time, it was as if I had entered an abyss of hell, filled with all kinds of wails, "Beth... A hundred years ago, you killed so many of your siblings in order to save a monster"!

"If you hadn't acted alone, how would we have died?"

You don't want to die......

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Xiyu hurriedly came over to help. Then a chessboard appeared in the circle, and the pressure on the circle was reduced a little. Yun Yanrou also followed closely and took out the piano she had just obtained, and the sound of the piano was everywhere, and she immediately began to heal Bo Shuyao. Seeing this, Zhang Xiyu immediately conjured up five mirrors, and Yun Yanrou's healing ability immediately increased a lot.

It was only then that he realized that he had just fallen into a demon, "We must get out right now"......!

Then everyone came out in a hurry, "You guys have finally come out... Master, what's wrong with him, master?" As soon as the words fell, Bo Shuyao spat out a mouthful of blood, took out a pill and took it, and then began to meditate and breathe.

"Master, what's wrong with him?" Dong Yichen asked with a frown, "Didn't you go in and look for weapons?"

Zhang Xiyu replied: "I don't know... As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that the master's soul seemed to be gone"!

"Senior Sister Yanrou, piano sound!" Yi Lingyun shouted.

Then Yun Yanrou immediately summoned the piano out, held the piano with both hands and flicked it with one finger, bursts of beautiful music came into view, and the sound of the piano was like a stream of spring water, crisp and pleasant, arousing people's hearts.

After a long time, Bo Shuyao's eyes slowly opened, raised his right hand and stopped at Yunyanrou, and said, "I'm fine, it's your turn to fight the last battle soon, don't lose"!

Dong Yichen said indignantly: "What do you care about Dou Ling when you're like this?"

Bo Shuya said angrily: "Fart, I have pressed 100,000 spirit stones on you, and you are one with ten! I'm going to buy you two into slavery!"

"Okay, okay, let's go... Then the five of them turned around and left, "But it is said that some people are obviously men, but they can play the piano!