This is a tomb of a swordsman, where at least hundreds of heroic spirits are laid to rest, sitting cross-legged on the ground, their skeletons are snow-white, and the array is neat, these are the heroic souls who died in the ancient war, composing a heroic battle song that can be sung and cried. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The heroic spirit was not allowed to be disturbed, Mo Xian couldn't help but be very sentimental, he seemed to hear the sound of the sword, heard the prayers of countless bloody swordsmen's souls to return to the battlefield, heard their unwillingness, their full of anger, I stained the sky with my blood, and the heroic feelings of not breaking the sky and demons will never return.

The walls around them, the blue lights flickering, the lights of the long sleep, illuminate the story here, they have been dead for too long, many of them don't even have a skull, only a lone skeleton lying on the ground, more missing leg bones or other parts, the skeleton is full of scars, all of them are like fragments, it is hard to imagine what kind of war they have experienced.

The blue dome is like a glazed tile in the dark night, reflecting a snow-white skeleton, like a galaxy of nine heavens, magnificent, mysterious and vast, but unfortunately the time is too long, and everything is wiped out, only here is the story of them, a war that they know will be defeated, but they still have to fight.

Mo Xian's mind flashed countless thoughts, all of which he interpreted by himself, because there was a strange power in the seventh layer, as long as he calmed down and listened carefully, it was as if he was in an endless battlefield, the sound of the sword breaking through the air, the roar of the monk, the unyielding roar before death, the cry of the woman, and the sigh of the old man, too much information poured into his mind.

"I know that fighting is the end of death, why fight?" Mo Xian sighed heavily.

"Because there is no way out, behind them are their families, their mentors and friends, and the land they plough day and night. Mu Bai said, slowly walked forward, there was a white jade altar in front of him, only one tablet was placed on it, slightly dusty, and a few golden characters were engraved on the front: The battle of the demons, worthy of the common people.

Mu Bai was very careful, like stroking a work of art, gently brushing off the dust on it, and there were dense words on the back of the tablet, all of which were the names of the heroic spirits.

"Why do they want to protect the people in the world, protect themselves, isn't it good to run away with their families when disaster comes?" Mo Xian muttered.

"There are always people to sacrifice, if everyone chooses to escape, thousands of years later we are all displaced, homeless children, they sacrificed themselves, fulfilled us, but they were not remembered by history, history was tampered with by the living, when the world is praising the greatness and nobility of those hypocrites, who has ever remembered that they fought desperately in the land they love!" When Mu Bai said the last sentence, he couldn't help but grit his teeth a little.

"But even if they don't stand up, it's a big deal for the entire sect to flee, and someone will always stand up!" Mo Xian was puzzled.

"Everyone has their own things in their hearts that are not allowed to be touched by others, maybe they are relatives, maybe they are lovers, maybe they are excellent brothers, or they may be common people, yes! You may wonder, what does the common people have to do with me? It's enough for me to feed the whole family and not go hungry, yes! It really has nothing to do with you, but if everyone thinks so, the spirit world has long been wiped out in the demon wars again and again, and the mortal world, which is a subsidiary interface, will also be affected, and after thousands of years, where will I be? Where will there be Mo Xian, Lu Yi, Qingying, Bai Sheng, these beings with different postures and extraordinary beauty! Mu Bai said.

"Looking at it now, they are indeed a little stupid, in this cultivation world where they pay attention to matters and do not care about themselves, they are a group of out-and-out fools, but are fools really stupid? Are so-called smart people really smart? Maybe the fool just chose to disdain and choose to persevere, so that we smart people can live! Mu Bai continued.

"Knowing that it is a dead end, why do they have to move forward, they are dead, their wives and children, their friends are not sad? Why do these pointless things! Mo Xian said.

"It's all meaningful, the Three Realms and Six Paths, there will be a war of immortals and demons every 10,000 years, there is a heavenly court in the fairy world, and there is also a demon court in the demon world, these are two top-level interfaces that check and balance each other, there are no immortals in the world, everything under the fairy world is ants, and only ourselves can save us!" Mu Bai said.

Mu Bai sighed dejectedly, 10,000 years have passed, the new immortal and demon war is not far away, the world has forgotten the humiliation of 10,000 years ago, right? You've indulged in a false comfort zone, right?

"Let's go! Let these ancestors have a good rest, and don't disturb their eternal sleep! Mu Bai beckoned, and everyone followed, it seemed that the danger was on the top five layers, and the last four layers were just to record some things and leave some opportunities.

Everyone arrived on the eighth floor safely and unharmed, the space here is very narrow, only the three square pools of water arranged in the shape of finished characters, sparkling, revealing an inexplicable charm.

The first sip of pool water was milky white, exuding an intoxicating fragrance, Mu Bai was well-informed, and his expression flashed with a touch of shock at the moment, and he muttered: "This is the spring water of vitality!" ”

"What is a spring of life?" Mo Xian asked with some puzzlement.

"The vitality spring water is extremely extraordinary even if you look at the spiritual world, it is said that as long as a person is not completely dead, soak in this spring water, you can regain your vitality, even if you die, soaking in this spring water can also maintain the immortality of the body for 10,000 years." Mu Bai explained, his eyes were quite hot, and a trace of suffocation flashed, which was very complicated.

"The effect is so against the sky?" Mo Xian wanted to be able to move the whole spring of vitality away, this is simply a portable blood bank!

Mu Bai seemed to guess Mo Xian's thoughts, glanced at it, and said slowly: "Don't think that you can get it away, this spring is spiritual, it is an extraordinary place like the sword mound that has cultivated this spiritual spring, the spiritual spring has already recognized the master, if you forcibly move the position, you will lose your spirituality, it is no different from ordinary landscapes, it can only be used to quench your thirst!" ”

Mu Bai tried to put his arm into the spring water, and suddenly the water surface opened a burst of silver-white ripples, and after a while, it slowly turned into a light cyan, as if a line of light poured into the surface of Mu Bai's body, just ten minutes, the whole person's complexion was at least several percent better, and the sequelae left after the battle with the white face completely disappeared.

The effect of this spring of vitality is so against the sky!

Mo Xian shook his head, it was really a good thing, but it was a pity that it was not his own dish, and he walked a few steps forward to the second spring.

The color of this spring is cyan, the aura is dense, and the clouds are tumbling out, it is obvious that this is another treasure spring, this breath seems to be a little familiar, this liquid Mo Xian feels as if he has seen it somewhere.

After thinking for a while, a shocked look appeared on his face, could it be the spiritual spring liquid? Last time, I just bought a small jar in Xingchen Pavilion, and it cost forty thousand spirit crystals, and the sufficient reserves here can fill seven or eight hundred jars, and suddenly Mo Xian smiled, I didn't expect to have such an unexpected harvest.

Shout! The storage ring flashed with light, and Mo Xian took out the three-life sword fetus, since this sword fetus can break the seal of the fifth layer, it must have an extraordinary origin, maybe it is really like the one introduced in the store After three reincarnations, it is a peerless sword.

This pool full of spiritual spring liquid is enough for it to transform! Mo Xian threw the three-life sword fetus into the pool water, and the sword body slowly disappeared from the water, emitting a burst of gurgling bubbles before disappearing completely.

After about half a pillar of incense, the cyan water suddenly trembled, splashing in all directions, and a sky-blue light suddenly erupted in the center, like a flowing fire, illuminating the entire eighth layer!

Sonorous! A long sword roar! Like the crisp sound of wind chimes, the entire pool surface rotates to the extreme in a regular manner, and a moment later there is an amazing vortex.

Mo Xian felt that he was being dragged into the pool by a strong attraction that he could not break free, and he wanted to shout for help, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all, and even his head was a little dizzy and numb.

Bang! There was an explosion that splashed into the water, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, Mo Xian fell into the spiritual spring liquid.