Darkness, darkness that you can't see your fingers! In the moment after the red candle was extinguished, the entire underground mausoleum began to shake. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the darkness, in silence, the masonry of the mausoleum above his head crumbled, and the ancient earthen partition walls around him shook off layers of dust. Yang Yixia felt that he was about to be submerged in dust in this place where he did not see the light of day.

Thirty-six plans, go for the upper plan. At this time, Yang Yixia, with his left hand protecting his head and his right hand holding a bamboo sword, bent his waist, his body curled up together, in the endless darkness, quickly moving forward, trying to escape from this dangerous area.

The sonorous sound of metal colliding was heard in his ears again, and the deeper Yang Yixia went, the stronger the sound became.

Yang Yixia walked forward silently, praying silently in his heart, he was timid by nature, but he seemed extremely calm at the moment.

After a long time, the shaking of the underground mausoleum gradually stopped, the sound of metal clashing suddenly stopped, the faint candlelight danced again, and the whole mausoleum became bright again in an instant. Yang Yixia stopped, breathed a long sigh of relief, gradually stabilized his body, reached out and rubbed his eyes, looked ahead, and opened his mouth in surprise.

I don't know how, the two rows of red candlesticks around me have changed positions, and the dark iron candlesticks have been rearranged and placed on the ground less than five meters in front of Yang Yixia, and the red candles on the candlesticks are arranged into two bright red characters, sword mounds!

It seems that the people buried in this underground mausoleum are not people, but hundreds of peerless famous swords!

A gust of wind struck, and the faint candlelight swayed in the wind, but not a single candlestick was extinguished. Yang Yixia's gaze followed the candlelight, and more than ten meters in front of him, there stood a huge Ban Bar Stone Gate.

Yang Yixia stepped forward, touching the surface of the stone door with his fingers, only to feel that the texture was rough, not to mention hundreds of years old. Turning his fingers into the palm, Yang Yixia's body center of gravity deviated backwards, and then quickly dived forward, pushing with all his strength, this heavy stone gate still did not move at all, as stable as Mount Tai, Yang Yixia only then understood that brute force could not open this stone door, it can also be said that with Yang Yixia's power to bind the chicken, he was indifferent at all in the face of the big guy in front of him.

In this case, it is a matter of what mechanism you need to touch to enter the world behind the stone gate. Yang Yixia's mind was lively, and he easily picked up a candlestick behind him, and observed the huge stone gate little by little by the faint candlelight, refusing to let go of the slightest clue.

"Ancient and modern swordsmen are as bright as stars. Ancient and modern kendo, mysterious. I use my own sword, and I dry it all day long. If you want to unify all laws, the avenue will be one. ”

There is text! On the left side of this stone gate, there is a line of three-foot-deep text engraved with dragons and phoenixes. The text is sunk deep in the stone, and the grooves of the strokes are the size of fingers, not carved with a sharp sword-like weapon, but as if someone has sketched them with his bare hands. Yang Yixia couldn't help but sigh that the strength of the master of this sword mound could really be described as three points into the stone, and he carved words on the heavy stone with his bare hands, I am afraid that even the powerhouses of the Galaxy Realm would be difficult to do.

The width of the stone gate is about ten meters, which is different from the stone gate that Yang Yixia has seen before, this stone gate is a double-door structure, composed of two heavy stones on the left and right, and each stone is vaguely engraved with some words.

Following the text on the stone gate on the left, Yang Yixia walked to the right side of the stone gate again, and sure enough, there was also a line of three-foot-deep text engraved on it: "Test the law by yourself, or jump in the abyss." Pointing to the sky and asking, the vultures are poor. Enter my sword mound and be a masterpiece of the world. Investigate the path of enlightenment and uphold my wishes. ”

It's a big breath, it's a lot of perseverance, it's a lofty ambition, and I don't know which predecessor left the handwriting.

Yang Yixia pondered, repeatedly chewing on a few lines of inscriptions on the stone doors on the left and right.

"It seems that this guy is a sword idiot, hoping to integrate ancient and modern kendo and create his exclusive set of swordsmanship. I don't know if he succeeded in the end? Since we are destined to meet, I also pursue kendo, so I will help you see in the future whether it is possible to realize this doctrine of great unification. Yang Yixia muttered, looked up, and by the candlelight, he saw that about a zhang high in the stone gate, there were two equally dragon flying phoenix dances, sword gates.

Yang Yixia patted his head and said in his heart: "That's it." After passing the Sword Gate, you can find a sword of your own among hundreds of swords. But how do you get the stone door open? ”

The thought flashed, and only a rumbling sound was heard, and the heavy stone door at the door of the sword mound slowly opened, as if it was full of spirituality, and he could hear the voice in Yang Yixia's heart.

The heavy stone door opened, and a secret room came into view, and beams of bright light hit me. Yang Yixia licked his dry lips, swallowed his saliva, and an indescribable excitement surged in his heart, and the bamboo sword in his right hand suddenly trembled, as if it resonated with the hundred famous swords inside.

"What is this?" Yang Yixia looked at his trembling right hand, only to feel a strong suction force attracting the bamboo sword in his right hand to go in, and the slightest resistance, the stronger this suction force became.

Hey? It seems that this is a summoning from the hundreds of swords inside, a bit similar to the gravitational and electromagnetic forces in the four basic interaction forces of physics, Yang Yixia did not expect that this "sword field" composed of hundreds of swords is so powerful.

Since he had to enter this sword gate sooner or later, Yang Yixia simply gave up resistance and strode into the stone gate!

Inside the sword gate, behind the heavy stone gate, there is a special cave. Intense white light shone from high in the sky on the rows of sword stands about two meters wide and three feet deep, and under the strong light, the colorful swords shone with a unique light.

Wuhua Tianbao, the ruins of the dragon light shooting bull fight. Yang Yixia's eyes lit up, and the two swords connected end to end at the entrance instantly attracted his idea.

The one on the left side, the sword body is cold and bright, bright as silver, the hilt is delicately decorated, made of high-quality rosewood, the blade is tough and sharp, rigid and soft, looking down on the sword body, like climbing a high mountain and looking down at the abyss, giving people an ethereal and deep feeling. Yang Yixia approached to watch, and the sword hissed, and there were seven loud sounds, like a dragon chanting in the sky, as if a giant dragon was lying in it.

"Longquan, this is the Seven-Star Longquan Sword!" Eyes moved to the scabbard next to it, with the word Longquan written on it, it seems that this cold light sword is the legendary Longquan sword.

The one on the right side is not as cold as Longquan, but its color and brilliance are comparable to the jade of Kunshan, the pearl of the bright moon, and the sword body is naturally engraved with the word "Tai'a", exuding a faint invisible sword aura, which seems to be plain, but it is actually a majestic sword full of majesty.

"Famous Sword Tai'a, this is the treasure of the Chu State during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period!" Yang Yixia knew a little bit about history, and looked at the Tai'a sword in front of him with burning eyes, and his heart couldn't be calmed down for a long time, "Longquan, Tai'a, just these two swords, in our plane, are the legendary famous swords, I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see the second one today." ”

Yang Yixia calmed down a little, and continued to move forward, his eyes admiring the swords one by one like an eagle falcon, but his mind was repeatedly stimulated by the landscape in front of him.

"The king has the way, the sword is on the side, and the country is prosperous. The king has no way, the sword is abandoned, and the country is ruined.

The sword is three feet long, cast with dark iron, and seven steps away from the sword, you can feel the snake slashing uprising with a strong imperial atmosphere, and the imperial sword Chixiao Sword, which drinks thousands of miles of blood!

Symbolizing the swan song of love, the beautiful legend, one is flowing with silver light, such as the silver snake spitting letters, and the other is carved with turtle patterns, such as the sword of love of the tiger roaring in the deep valley, the Mo evil sword and the cadre sword!

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Every time Yang Yixia passes by a famous sword, he can feel the story of the characters involved in this sword, through a sword, he seems to see a vivid character, a distant moving legend. Only then did he realize that in fact, swords are like people, and they also have their own stories, and in this long river, there are their unique legends!

Who is the owner of this sword shrine, who is sacred, and actually has so many famous swords in the world! Unconsciously, Yang Yixia, who was greatly shocked, had come to the end of this secret room.

At the end of the secret room, there is another heavy stone door, and there is a groove on the stone door, which is the shape of a sword, that is to say, Yang Yixia needs to put the sword he found into this groove to open the stone door at the exit.

The corners of Yang Yixia's mouth turned up, and he looked at the purple bamboo sword still lying in his hand, the sword was three inches long, and the whole body was glowing with a faint purple light, compared with the swords in this sword mound, it was really ordinary like dust.

Yang Yixia took a deep breath, without the slightest hesitation, and immediately put the purple bamboo sword in his right hand into the groove in front of him!

The requirement for clearing the underground gate is to choose a sword in the heart, which is ostensibly a test of the affinity for the sword, but in fact it is to hone the heart of the practitioner. Choosing a sword that truly belongs to you is actually choosing a path that you will take in the future. Just like the handwriting outside the stone gate says, I use my own sword, test the law, open the world, and I am not alone!

The sword-like grooves on the stone door began to change, tightly wrapping the bamboo sword, and the three-foot-long bamboo sword also began to re-plasticize, and a different blue light flowed outside the already hard purple bamboo.

Yang Yixia stared at the blue light, the blue light turned into a figure, a peerless swordsman who exuded blue light and shadow, and was dancing a set of peerless swordsmanship:

The first style of the sword god formula, the past life and the present life are endless, and the sword red dust is crazy!

The second style of the sword god technique, three points of sword qi and seven points of snow, Tianya Sijun dare not forget!

The third style of the sword god trick, leaning on the horse and holding the sword Changting Liu, only to know that this matter is broken!

The fourth style of the sword god trick, the streamer is accompanied by the flying sword in an instant, and the blue falls and the yellow spring is boundless!

The sword god recipe is the same type, the participation in business is forever separated, and the heaven and earth are negative. With Jun Yongjue, I don't see the morning and twilight!

The five-style sword moves were unfolded in the hands of the blue swordsman, flowing smoothly, both real and illusory, and Yang Yixia couldn't help but indulge in it. The five styles of swordsmanship that the sword god mentioned to him before, in the hands of the blue swordsman, seem to be a dance, not limited to the form, and can be arranged and combined at will, finding the best position between attack and defense.

The five-style sword moves flashed, but Yang Yixia's eyes were clear, although he couldn't comprehend the connotation of these five moves at once, but he believed that he would be able to use them smoothly like a blue swordsman soon. At this time, the bamboo sword that had just been put into the groove flew over, and with a colorful brilliance, flew into Yang Yixia's hand.

"Congratulations on passing the second level, entering the treasure mountain and returning empty, it seems stupid, but it is actually great wisdom. The swordsman, the road to innovation also. If you blindly imitate the way of the sages and do not explore your own kendo, it will always be difficult to become everyone. Just like the bamboo sword in your hand, it seems to be just an ordinary sword today, but the edge of the sword is sharpened, and no one can say what it will achieve in the future! The grim voice sounded again, but this time it showed a faint appreciation.

Yang Yixia nodded approvingly, and then looked at the bamboo sword in his hand, the weight was several times heavier. To be exact, this is no longer a bamboo sword. Although the purple bamboo in the mountain behind Zizhu Peak is hard, it is still bamboo, and the bamboo sword at this moment has become a dark black long sword, made of dark iron outside the sky, the blade is three feet long, the handle is six inches long, and the blade is about three inches wide.

"Good sword, good sword! The edge is in the sword, and once unsheathed, it will be a fatal blow. Yang Yixia sighed, very satisfied with this dust-breaking sword, thinking of the Chengying Sword that the sword god often mentioned, there was a desire to compare with it in his chest.

With the dust-breaking sword in his hand, Yang Yixia waved it wantonly, as if he had seen an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and he was swinging his messy swordsmanship heartily.

"Boom~" Just as Yang Yixia was dancing the sword, the stone room began to collapse, and Yang Yixia's body became illusory again, and in an instant, even the person with the sword disappeared into the sword mound.

The following is the human gate, Yang Yixia thought silently in his heart.

Phew――

Time is gone, and the horses are in white. At this time, Yang Yixia stood in one place blankly, staring blankly at a person he would never forget in his life.

The cherry blossoms fall and melt into the dirt. Acacia overflows, and there is nowhere to stay.

This scene is the cherry blossom trail where he traveled through the high school he attended before! This figure is Liu Xiyan, who he has been thinking about since he crossed over!

(Chapter 16, End)

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