With a shake of his palms, he picked up "Zixia Divine Skill" and slammed it towards the wall in the cave.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

After a few loud bangs, the wall suddenly became slightly concave, and the night wind looked stunned, and slapped it with another palm.

"Boom!"

A loud crash sounded, only to see a hole that can accommodate one person to crawl appeared in front of the night wind, the night wind no longer hesitated, both fists continued to slam, as the roar continued to sound The hole became bigger and bigger, and the cave was full of rocks, until two people could walk side by side, and then stopped.

"Sure enough, there is no cave!"

Although it has been described in the original book in the previous life, it was not until I really discovered it at this moment that I was sure in my heart.

When the dust cleared, Night Wind didn't want to go into the cave, only to see that the cave was two meters high, two meters wide, and about fifty meters long.

Looking down, a skeleton shattered in response, the clothes on its body had long been decayed, two wide axes were placed on both sides of the skeleton, with the degree of decay of the skeleton, at least more than fifty years dead, the two big axes did not have a trace of rust, flashing a cold light.

Night Wind casually lifted a big axe and sank into it.

"This axe is about forty or fifty pounds!"

Raised the axe and slashed towards the stone wall with slight force, only to hear the sound of "snort", the axe was already deep in the stone wall, and couldn't help but take a breath and said: "What a sharp blade, it should be made of dark iron,"

Looking at the stone walls of the cave everywhere with traces of axe cutting, he confirmed in his heart: "It should be that this skeleton was carved out with two big axes before his death, but unfortunately in the end, it fell short, and he was only a few inches out of the hole, and he died of exhaustion." ”

Towards the inside are more than ten meters, and there are two skeletons, the night wind did not stop and continued to walk forward, until they came to fifty meters, turned to the left, there was a huge stone cave in front of them, the stone cave was enough to accommodate thousands of people, there were more than 20 skeletons in the hole, or lying, or sitting, or lying, horizontal and vertical on both sides, the blades around the skeleton on the left were all strangely shaped, there were iron plates, judges' pens, wolf tooth hammers, iron rods, etc., and the skeletons on the right were all long swords.

"This should be the place where the ten elders of the Demon Sect are buried, and the one on the right should be the ancestors of Huashan and the predecessors of the other four factions!" Ye Feng thought.

Looking up, I saw sixteen big characters engraved on the stone wall on the right: "Wuyue Sword Sect, shameless and obscene, invincible in martial arts, and plotting to harm people." "Every four characters in a row, a total of four rows, each word carved into a few inches or so, deep into the rock, should be carved with an extremely sharp blade.

Pouting, Night Wind said disdainfully: "It's obvious that I'm stupid!

Above the sixteen characters, there were countless human figures, and a line of words was engraved next to them: "Fan Song and Zhao He break the Hengshan swordsmanship here." Night Wind stepped forward and looked with all his eyes, but saw that every two figures were divided into groups, one with a sword and the other with an axe, and it was roughly estimated that there were hundreds of human figures in total, and it was obvious that the human form of the axe was cracking the sword technique of the human form.

Hengshan swordsmanship is mainly light and spiritual, a total of nine hundred and eighty-one styles, each style has endless changes, mysterious and unpredictable, but compared to the first Huashan is far worse.

However, in order to enhance the heritage of Huashan, he still took a look at it and memorized it in his mind, and the swordsmanship of Hengshan, Taishan, Huashan and Songshan to the right was also engraved on the stone wall.

There are even some of the lost moves of Wuyue on it, and the night wind memorizes all the swordsmanship, as for the method of cracking, he no longer pays attention to it after taking a glance, after all, with his martial arts realm, these methods of cracking are not in sight at all.

Not to mention fragmentation, there is even some confusion. If the Wuyue Sword Technique was really so easy to crack, Wuyue would not have existed for hundreds of years.

After copying all the sword moves in the cave, the night wind no longer stayed, and after thinking about the cliff, his body flashed and went down the mountain.

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The next day, Night Wind had gathered the five True Transmission disciples and the fifteen inner disciples who needed to go to the ancient tomb early, and looking at their excited looks, Night Wind smiled and said, "You should know why I summoned you here, and now there is one last chance to regret it! If no one quits after a quarter of an hour, it will be too late to regret it." After speaking, his expression changed, and he said solemnly: "Now the timer begins!"

The twenty people didn't say a word when they heard this, but just stood there quietly, their bodies straight, and their faces all had a solemn look.

A quarter of an hour later, no one withdrew, and Yefeng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay! Since no one has withdrawn!" Li Songyuan, Zhang Jintian, Sun Yu, Shangguan Chi, Wang Yuan. ”

"Yes, big brother!"

The five of them walked out of it and bowed.

"Each of you took three juniors and disciples into five groups and went to Zhongnan Mountain. Nightwind commanded.

"Yes, Senior Brother!" After speaking, the five of them pointed at three people casually and stood in a row.

"This may be the last time you will stand on Mount Hua! Farewell!" said Night Breeze, turning around, his eyes blurred.

He knew in his heart that these twenty people would be the first batch of hidden forces in Huashan, and he didn't know that he would be able to return to Huashan one day in this life, but if the sect wants to develop and Huashan to be revived, it will require the sacrifice of a group of people, whether it is Yue Buqun and Yefeng, they also have this awareness, but because one is the head of the sect and the other is the big disciple of Huashan Mingmian, how can it be hidden! So they can only be sacrificed, after all, they have lived together for two years, and Night Wind can even clearly call out everyone's name, pointing out everyone's shortcomings and advantages, how can there be no feelings, but for the rise of Huashan, Night Wind can only be ruthless.

When Li Songyuan and the others heard this, their eyes immediately filled with tears, and they looked at Huashan, at the grass and trees in Huashan, and at the martial arts arena where they usually practiced martial arts.

"Let's go!" Li Songyuan said first, and after speaking, he led the three of them to turn around, but his tearful eyes contained thoughts of Huashan.

The other four people took a deep look at Huashan again, and left without looking back.

When the backs of the twenty people could no longer be seen, Yue Buqun walked out of the corner, his eyes red and said to the night wind: "Feng'er, is it right for us to do this?"

"Master, the disciple doesn't know, the disciple only knows that if no one sacrifices, my Huashan will never be able to surpass Shaolin and Wudang!"

"Maybe you're right! You go!" Yue Buqun said.

He also understood that Ye Feng was right, but in his heart he always felt sorry for these disciples who sacrificed for Huashan!

"Yes, take care!"

Night Wind bowed to Yue Buqun and turned to leave.

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