Chapter 210: The End of the Sword World

"Is there a mechanism? That's impossible. ”

Shangguan Hong was stunned, he personally supervised the construction of this tomb at the beginning, how could he hide the mechanism, this is impossible.

Ling Chen shook his head before coming to the dark grid, "This mechanism and this cemetery are not one, someone deliberately added it later." ”

"Who could it be?"

Shangguan Hong narrowed his eyes, who would sneak into this back mountain cemetery, and also set up a mechanism in this tomb. If this person is a person from the sect, it is fine, but if he is from outside the sect, then how did this person sneak in here quietly and leave the mechanism quietly.

"It doesn't matter who it is, what matters is what the person has in mind and what is in the box."

Ling Chen took out the Yunyin Sword, carefully picked open the box with the tip of the sword, and in an instant, the contents of the box were also exposed.

The moment he opened the box, Ling Chen's body reflexively retreated, in case there was a danger hidden in the box.

Seeing that nothing shot out, Ling Chen looked at the contents of the box, which was a weapon like a fire system, but it was not a fire system, and at the position of the nozzle, a metal lid was blocked, sealing the mouth of this thing.

Ling Chen saw that this thing was a little strange, and he couldn't help but want to open the lid.

"Don't open it!"

Suddenly, Shangguan Hong's shouts suddenly sounded in his ears.

"What's wrong?"

Ling Chen was stunned, not knowing why the other party's reaction was so intense.

"This thing is called the True Qi Pump, it is a treasure used to store true qi, this thing stores violent true qi, if you open the lid rashly, the true qi inside will instantly rush out of control and burst out, bursting out with amazing power." Shangguan Hong's face was solemn and authentic.

"It's just a violent true qi, it shouldn't be as terrifying as it says."

Ling Chen was a little unconvinced, this true gas bag didn't seem to be large in size, mediocre, how powerful it could be.

"Definitely." Shangguan Hong shook his head, "It depends on the cultivation of the person who made this true qibag, if he is a great grandmaster, then the blow of the true qibag is equivalent to the full force of the great grandmaster, if he is a strong person in the Heavenly Extreme Realm, it is equivalent to the full force of a strong person in the Heavenly Extreme Realm, you say it's not terrible." ”

"A full blow from a Heavenly Extreme Realm powerhouse?"

Ling Chen looked at the True Qi Bag in his hand with a shocked expression, could this seemingly mediocre thing have such amazing power?

"Then according to the Great Elder, what level is this true gas bag?"

"I don't know. However, those who generally use the true gas bag should at least be the cultivation of the top great masters, otherwise there is no need to be so troublesome, this kind of thing is generally used to protect the genius juniors of the sect, I really want to know, who is the real gas bag here. ”

Shangguan Hong was still very curious, who put this thing here, looking like this, he should have deliberately wanted to give this true gas bag to Ling Chen, but he was unwilling to show up.

"Maybe it's a certain master in the sect, since people don't want to show up, why should we dig deeper." Ling Chen is broad-hearted, but there is no way, just with such a true gas bag, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to know who its owner is.

"That's right."

Shangguan Hong nodded, "This true gas bag is expensive, even if it is me, there is only one, but it has been given to Qiushui, Ling Chen, this thing can save your life at a critical moment, resolve the crisis for you, and repel strong enemies." ”

"I see, I won't use this thing until I have to."

Seeing that the Great Elder Shangguan Hong attached so much importance to it, even if Ling Chen had never seen this true gas bag, he still knew the importance of this thing.

"Let's go, aren't you going to leave tomorrow, go back today and have a good rest, it's better to leave tomorrow in the starry night, and don't let anyone know about your departure."

Shangguan Hong's face was solemn and authentic.

"Okay, tomorrow at one watch, I'll go down the mountain and leave."

Ling Chen knew Shangguan Hong's intentions, and now Ye Nantian was probably still paying attention to him, if he swaggered down the mountain, it would inevitably attract attention, and he had to leave quietly to avoid his ears and eyes.

The Great Elder nodded, "If you encounter any problems that can't be solved, remember to pass on the book from the flying pigeon." ”

Putting away the true gas bag, Ling Chen left the back mountain with Shangguan Hong.

The second day is the starry night.

At the end of the shift, Ling Chen cleaned up and quietly went down the mountain.

His departure didn't alarm too many people, except for the Great Elder and Ling Yin, none of the others knew about it.

As for those elders, they only knew that he meant to go out to practice, but they didn't know when he would set off, and where could they have expected him to leave in the starry night.

Many people still think that Ling Chen is in retreat and penance in the sect. Perhaps, it will take a long time for them to find the problem.

Riding an ordinary white-maned horse, in order not to attract attention, Ling Chen did not ride the jade lion exclusive to the disciples of the True Transmission, so it was easy to attract attention, which was not Ling Chen's original intention.

Leaving the vicinity of the Divine Consciousness Gate, Ling Chen began to speed up his horse and headed north.

The vast earth, as far as the eye can see, Ling Chen rode on a horse, galloping between heaven and earth, and suddenly, a pride grew in his heart, and he was ambitious.

One person, one sword, free in the world. Acting chivalrous and righteous, helping the world and the people.

Ling Chen was very emotional in his heart, in this situation and this scene, there are chivalrous, swords, and horses, but there is a lack of wine and poetry.

A poem, a bucket of wine, a long song, a sword world.

Walking all the way north, Ling Chen's target was Ze no Kuni, one of the five kingdoms.

Among the five countries in the land of clouds, the land of the land is the largest, followed by the country of Ze, which is millions of miles wide, but many places in the country of Ze are deserted, full of some swamps and mud, sand and dust deserts, and the population is not dense.

Between the borders of the Land of the Wind and the Land of Ze, there is a prairie, and this prairie is called the North Wind Grassland.

The waning moon hangs high, and the wind is cold.

The night of the North Wind Grassland has always been bleak, with a radius of thousands of miles and tens of thousands of miles rarely inhabited, some of which are endless grassland beasts, and the terrifying roar of beasts!

Not far away, a boulder the size of a house blocks the wind, and behind the boulder, a campfire beats, bringing a sense of security to the bleak night.

Wiping the grease on his mouth, Ling Chen leaned against a messy stone, a vigorous bonfire was set up in front of him, and in his hands, a strange beast the size of a wolf cub was roasting, with the assistance of flavors and spices, exuding bursts of tempting fragrance.

This strange beast is called the North Wind Rat, it is a unique strange beast of the North Wind Grassland, the meat is delicious, it is a weak foreign beast, but at the same time, it is a rare kind of edible and delicious foreign beast.

His current life is to take the sky as his quilt and the earth as his clothing, and he has experienced and experienced experience, and it is precisely in the difficult environment that he wants to cultivate, overcome all difficulties, and cultivate the right path.