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Huang Xuemei's steps were light, and she couldn't feel any fluctuations around her, and it seemed that failure didn't cause her any sad emotions, as if she didn't see this matter very lightly, and she was far less than the disciples in the sect.

Jingyang followed her up on the plank road.

The big array on this plank road is very magical, every time Jingyang walks on the plank road, he can't help but sigh with emotion, in his memory, even when he was still a glorious prince, he had never seen such a thing. There are countless plank roads in the Nine Swords Gate, and countless plank roads are connected to weave a net, leading to every place in the Nine Swords Gate.

One after the other, they kept walking towards the north, and after walking about a cup of tea, the two arrived at a suspension bridge, and there was a cliff below, and Huang Xuemei finally spoke: "Is there enough diligence?"

There were only two of them in the whole world, and the charred black land that had been burned before had disappeared from their vision. Jingyang nodded and said, "Back to Master, that's enough." ”

"If you go north to Hanyi, if you sail, it will be close to a month and a half back and forth, and you will still stay in Hanyi City for a few days, and when you come back, it will already be autumn. ”

Jingyang nodded and said, "It's been a long time." ”

Knowing what Huang Xuemei was worried about, she added, "Master, don't worry, the matter of cultivation will not be left behind." ”

Huang Xuemei didn't look back, looked ahead and said, "It's good to understand." ”

The two of them continued to walk forward, keeping silent about the breakthrough, as if nothing had happened just now. Jingyang was worried about this matter, knowing that her mood was definitely uncomfortable, and her physical condition should be very bad, but she didn't say anything.

Just like he failed to break through the realm, and the rest of the sword masters didn't come out to comfort him, he kept his mouth shut, maybe it wasn't an injury.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a high mountain stood in front of the plank road, and the plank road seemed to be buried in the mountain, with no end in sight.

Jingyang raised his head and looked around, the scenery around him was already very different. It is also a mountain forest, and the mountains and forests in this area at this time are much more steep, and the mountains are sharper, not as majestic and round as the previous mountains.

"Inside or behind the mountain, is where the sword pond is located?" Jing Yang secretly guessed. Even in the information given by Mao Guojing, the head of the intelligence department, there was no such secret as the location of the sword pool, so he didn't know the location of the sword pool that was said to have thousands of famous swords in the world for more than a thousand years.

Between Huang Xuemei's slight head, it seemed that the real fire sword was unsheathed, and a fiery red oozed from the middle of the mountain, like melted iron juice. Jingyang noticed that there was a crack that cut the mountain. Then, the mountain cracked along this neat crack, cracked in the middle, like a mountain gate, and rumbled to both sides, revealing two smooth mountain walls, and the plank road also appeared in front of him.

From the other side of the mountain, a very disordered breath blew, and there was violence, gentleness, and arrogance in the breath, and this disordered breath made Jingyang frown.

"This is the place where the sword pool is located, and it is also the cemetery of Master Kong Qi. ”

Huang Xuemei's leisurely voice came into his ears, and in the face of these disordered breaths, she finally showed her tiredness. Breaking the Realm had already squeezed her physical strength and energy to the ground, and she was still doing her duty as a master by bringing him here and explaining it carefully.

Jingyang was very grateful and moved, and looked at Huang Xuemei.

"A lot of these auras you feel are sword intent. Inside the sword pool, there are a lot of swords. ”

With that, she began to walk inside.

Jingyang bowed his head, silently followed, and listened carefully to Huang Xuemei.

On the mountain walls on both sides, the bright red word "forbidden land" is eye-catching.

"Master Kong Qi pointed to Cangfeng to fight the heroes, and the sword pointed to the sky to try to step into the divine realm, but he still failed, and then disappeared from the world, and he was buried here. There are many ancestral halls of the ancestors in the Nine Swords Gate, but only here has the meaning of real sacrifice. ”

"Master Kong Qi's cemetery?" Jingyang was in awe, and he couldn't help but have more expectations inside.

Passing through the mountains on both sides, Jingyang looked around at this other world: it was a huge valley, with open terrain and lush greenery. Although he couldn't see where the sword pond was at all, and there was no legendary ten thousand swords accompanying him, the environment here also gave him a very different feeling in his body.

The vitality here is obviously thicker than the outside, and there is also the sword qi that constantly shuttles through the air, but these sword qi are as if they are imprisoned, unable to cross these mountains, unable to pass through this valley, and unable to harm the grass and trees on the ground.

A violent sword qi struck at him, and the initial feeling of that sword qi seemed to have the power of the Yuan Master's blow, which was a force that he had no way to resist now. He had a calm temperament, and even then he didn't panic, but quickly put the sword, but before the Jingyang sword was pulled out, the sword intent turned in an instant, and it shot away, leaving only a buzz.

He looked at the "Finger Cang One Sword" hanging on his chest, and he could feel that the previous sword intent could be changed, it seemed to be because of the reward of the top one on his chest.

"I haven't really entered the sword pool yet, but this is already an extension of the sword pool, and these sword intents are all from the sword pool, and the 'Zhicang One Sword' can protect you from the damage of these sword intents, and it is also a proof that you have entered this land. If you don't have a sword, even if I take you with me, these sword intents and this great array will devour you. ”

Jingyang nodded. The sword pond is heavy, and it is also the cemetery of Master Confucius, so it is reasonable to guard Senyang.

He took a few steps forward and looked at the valley, where thousands of acres were grown, the spring water was tinkling, and in the middle of the valley, a very ordinary ancestral hall stood there.

Without Huang Xuemei's prompt, Jingyang bowed to the ancestral hall.

"This valley has been set up with a heavy formation, there is no such area on the map of the Nine Swords Gate, the rune array distorts the space, and others can't come here at all. You can think of this as another region, a region that no one else can enter except for the sword master leading the way. As for the sword intent of these sword pools, they can't be completely locked in the sword pool, so this is a little presumptuous, and only by letting them be presumptuous will these swords not be destroyed here. ”

Powerful enough divine soldiers have a certain amount of spiritual intelligence like demon beasts, and these spiritual wisdom is also an important reason why these divine soldiers can become divine soldiers. If you are not comfortable, just like a person will go crazy when he is imprisoned, the divine soldier also has the possibility of losing his spiritual intelligence, and the sword of the sword pool will no longer be a sword if it loses such spiritual wisdom. These Jingyang are very clear, so there is no need for Huang Xuemei to explain further.

"Master Kong Qi is quiet by nature, so the ancestral hall was also built in this forbidden land, so the sect did not set up a ritual to worship the ancestors, but since you came here, you have to kneel. ”

The two began to walk down the plank road and walk on the mountain road in the valley, Huang Xuemei said.

"Hmm. Jingyang nodded.

Ordinary disciples don't have the opportunity to bow down to Kong Qi, and it is an honor for me to have the opportunity to really kowtow to this powerful man. At the same time, this is also an affirmation of themselves by the top management of the Nine Swords Sect.

Jingyang's heart couldn't help but rise to a strong sense of belonging.

The valley was lush and green, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and after walking for a short time, the two of them stood outside the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall as a whole is red, and it looks like a very ordinary ancestral hall in appearance, but there is no spider web or sludge here, but it is spotless as if it has just been cleaned, and none of those wild sword intent has descended here.

"This ancestral hall has been built for more than 1,500 years, and it is still brand new, and no one has come to clean it for more than 1,500 years, and it is still spotless. When she said these words, Huang Xuemei's tone was also respectful.

Jingyang took a breath and glanced at Huang Xuemei. After Huang Xuemei's nod, he walked slowly and lightly, for fear of crushing the thousand-year-old ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is simply furnished, there is nothing else except the stone statue, there is not even a spiritual position, there is no calligraphy, only a statue of Kong Qi stands in the ancestral hall.

It is a very ordinary stone carving, ordinary can not be more ordinary, as if from the hands of ordinary stonemasons in the market, the movements and demeanor of the stone carving are very natural, as if just meditating, and those eyes, but extraordinarily expressive, the coercion it conveys is also very real.

Although people sleep forever, the remnants are still there. Jingyang's heart was full of emotion, the 1,500-year-old stone carving still had that charm, as if the strong man who had shocked the eons was sleeping in front of him at this time.

Jingyang kowtowed respectfully to the stone statue three times.