Chapter Ninety-Seven: Master's Sword

Darkness, endless darkness.

Ma Xie couldn't see or hear everything around him, he could only feel the endless darkness.

I don't know when he stopped falling, and he didn't know where he fell.

His mind had stopped thinking, his body had stopped breathing, and only a trace of consciousness remained in his body.

"My sword ......" This is Ma Xie's only consciousness at the moment.

He needs a sword, and even if he wants to die here, he will die with his sword.

A swordsman cannot live without a sword, even after death.

This strong thought grabbed the soul of Ma Xie who was about to leave, so that Ma Xie still retained the last trace of vitality.

Without getting the sword, Ma Xie didn't want to die.

I don't know how long it took, Ma Xie's right hand moved slightly, and he felt something in his hand.

Familiar temperature, familiar touch.

That's the sword, that's the sword Master left me!

Ma Xie finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he did not lose the sword left by his master.

"Master......

This is the end of my quest for revenge. ”

Ma Xie had another thought in his heart, and he seemed to vaguely see Mu Xunfeng's figure.

"Are you here to pick me up? Ma Xie asked the figure in front of him.

But the shadow didn't speak, nor did he make any movements, just kept fluttering in front of Ma Xie's eyes.

The horse wanted to reach out and hold the shadow, but he couldn't touch it, like fishing for the moon in the water.

The shadow gradually shrank into a ball of light, became the size of a fist, and flew in front of Ma Xie.

The light group gently touched Ma Xie's forehead, and Ma Xie felt a warm current flowing through his body, and then, his meridians began to be opened, and the aura flowed through the meridians all over his body, his muscles began to heal, and his injured bones began to regenerate.

During this period, Ma Xie did not use a trace of strength, but the aura seemed to be under his own command, moistening Ma Xie's whole body like a stream.

"It's ...... Xuanyang Nine Lives Decision?!" Ma Xie was surprised to find that although his body could not move, the aura in his body was still running regularly according to the exercises of "Xuanyang Nine Lives", and his aura seemed to be "cultivating" on its own.

After a long time, under the repair of these aura, Ma Xie's body gradually recovered, and he tried to sit up, the white light still floating in front of him.

Ma Xie was very curious, what was this light group? He was sure that he had never seen this light group, but he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He tried to touch the ball of light with his hand, but he couldn't touch it, and although it was obvious, it was like a shadow that could not be touched.

The ball of light spun around in front of Ma Xie a few times, and then flew in one direction again.

"Is it calling me?" thought to himself.

He stood up, and only then did he see his surroundings, which were full of huge rocks, and there were many marks of sharp blades on the rocks.

Only then did Ma Xie know that this was the bottom of the Sword Abyss, which was filled with a large amount of miasma, so much so that a faint mist had formed.

But these miasma did not infringe on Ma Xie in the slightest, and a faint white light shone around his body, blocking these miasma outside.

The light group guided Ma Xie into the depths of the Sword Abyss, where the terrain was already low, as if entering a secluded road leading to the Yellow Spring.

The cliffs on both sides grew narrower and narrower, until at last there was less than a foot left, only enough width for two people to walk side by side, and a glimmer of light peeked out from the narrow gap.

Here, there are more and more traces on the cliff face, and they are becoming more and more obvious. Like Zuo Qingwan, Ma Xie also regarded these traces as "sword marks", and he observed these sword marks as he walked, figuring out what kind of swordsmanship could leave these traces.

Whenever he wanted to stop and study these "sword marks", the light in front of him would fly around in front of him, as if he didn't want Ma Xie to look at these sword marks.

Ma Xie had no choice but to keep following the light until he walked through the narrowest area and came to a huge open place.

This is an incomparably huge cave, and when Ma Xie looked up, there were fluorescent dots flickering above the cave, which is why this cave is like daylight tomorrow.

The ground of the cave is extraordinarily flat, apparently built deliberately, there is a rock-carved platform in the center, on which are carved with various runes, as if it is an altar for some ceremony, and in this cave, there is no miasma, and on some cave walls, there are several fruit trees.

What surprised Ma Xie the most was that there was a man in black sitting in the center of the altar!

The man in black exuded an astonishing momentum from top to bottom, although he was just sitting there with a long sword, but Ma Xie felt that the man was like a long sword, standing between heaven and earth!

The black-clothed man's eyes were hollow and dark, and he exuded a little ghostly light, staring at the horse evil in front of him.

Ma Xie was shocked by this person's eyes, but he still held back his shock and said: "The junior Ma Xie inadvertently broke into the cultivation place of his seniors, and I ask my seniors to forgive me,"

After saying it three times in a row, the man in black ignored Ma Xie. Just when the horse evil was at a loss, he saw the ball of light fly in front of the man in black.

The light group kept turning in circles in front of the man in black, or floating up and down, Ma Xie knew that this light group was calling him, although he was a little apprehensive in his heart, but he still walked over.

When he walked in, Ma Xie found that the person sitting there was not a living person, but a dry corpse that had lost its vitality.

Ma Xie didn't dare to touch this person's corpse, thinking that this person was also a swordsman, and for some reason he died here alone, he couldn't help but feel a feeling of sadness for him.

At this time, the light suddenly flew to Ma Xie's and circled around Ma Xie's body a few times.

Ma Xie saw that the light of this light cluster seemed to become shallower and shallower, and finally only a faint point remained, and then flew into Mu Xunfeng's sword.

Mu Xunfeng's sword seemed to have spirituality in an instant, flashing a white light, and then let out a mournful roar.

"Master's sword ......" Seeing this situation, Ma Xie hurriedly picked up the sword to check, but except for the mournful sound that was still surrounding the cave, there was nothing unusual.

The ball of light never reappeared.

"Could it be that Master brought me here? What kind of place is this?" Ma Xie knew that he could be rescued, it must have something to do with the sword that Mu Xunfeng left for him, but at this moment, that light flew into Mu Xunfeng's sword, and no matter how hard Ma Xie tried, it seemed that he could no longer summon it.

Ma Xie thought that the light cluster might be Mu Xunfeng's soul, because he had also seen Mu Xunfeng's soul when he broke the soul before, but it was not so big.

"Although Master is dead, he is still protecting me. Ma Xie thought in his heart that Zuo Lingfei had told him before that this sword had been protecting himself, and it seemed that this was true.

Ma Xie's gaze returned to the black-clothed swordsman in front of him, he knew that there must be some unusual reason why Master's sword could bring him here!

But the altar was empty, only those runes that Ma Xie couldn't understand, and there was nothing unusual outside the altar, just a few rocks.

"Could it be that there is some mechanism up there?" said Ma Xie focused on the roof of the cave.

I don't know what is on the top of the cave, and the light emitted can illuminate such a large cave, but unfortunately Ma Xie has not yet reached the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, so he can't fly up to find out.

Looking around, Ma Xie didn't find any clues, he even climbed the cliff wall of the cave to see if he could find his way out, but there was nothing, so he could only pick a few fruits to satisfy his hunger.

Only the sword in the blackman's hand caught his attention.

That sword is very similar to the sword of Liu Wushuang, the ancestor of Danyang Hall, Ma Xie took down the picture scroll behind him, and after careful comparison, he finally found that the two swords did look very similar, but they were not the same, after all, Liu Wushuang's sword was still enshrined in the main hall of Danyang Hall today.

It's just that the hilts of both swords are the same pitch black, but the hilt and blade of the man in black are longer.

Ma Xie did not take down the sword, since he can die with the sword, it means that this person must have been dependent on the sword during his life, and in the end he can only hold the sword and die, if he rashly takes off the sword, wouldn't it be a blasphemy against this senior?

Since you haven't discovered any secrets, you have to find a way to get out!

Looking at the road he came from before, it was full of miasma, and without the light group protection at the moment, Ma Xie knew that with his current strength, there was no way to get out of here.

"Let's cultivate...... In desperation, Ma Xie hopes to make a breakthrough here, and after the aura is sufficient, he will use the aura to protect himself and run out of the sword abyss in one fell swoop.