Chapter Twenty-Five: Finding the Sword into the Valley
The sword has a spirit, the spirit is the sword spirit, and the spirit is the sword soul.
The sword of the soulless is mortal iron.
The sword of the gods is born, and the fairy sword should be the master.
Casting the sword to seal the soul, the sword has a soul heart, the soul heart is autonomous, self-conscious, the main strong sword is the sword, and the strong sword is confusing the master.
The soul and the soul are different.
There is a spirit or a soul, and the sword has a heart.
The soul is all together, and then the spirit body is cultivated, and the sword servant will be born.
Soul sword, one in ten thousand. Swords abound.
Not all in ten thousand is good, not everywhere, but bad.
The difference between the world is always nonsense, there are already immortals, empty-handed, and they also slaughter the demons in the world; There are even more gods, holding mortal wood in their hands, and they will kill all the immortals.
The sword varies from one person to another.
Zhang Mingxin walked in the Burial Sword Mountain, in addition to seeing the sword magic weapons on the ground in his eyes, he also saw the disciples of Xuanzong, seeking the method of the sword.
Some of them pulled their hands, some meditated, some touched the sword while muttering, and some whispered with the sword and had a heart-to-heart with it.
The sword was silent.
Those who have won the sword lightly exclaimed and did not dare to make a loud noise, and walked to the side of the iron chain.
It's just that more disciples, such as Zhang Mingxin, have empty hands.
The disciple who was whispering in his mouth passed by Zhang Mingxin, glanced at Zhang Mingxin's sword in his hand, it was empty, and the corners of his mouth were pulled, and he walked by.
When Zhang Mingxin heard him speak, he muttered two words: "The sword is coming." ”
Empty is empty, and there are always empty-handed people in the world. Even the genius of the world is not always obtained.
At least, Zhang Mingxin saw that the jade girl who had walked thousands of feet "Wind Return" was empty.
The jade girl, sitting cross-legged on the ground, her body indifferent, her face indifferent, seemed to be with a sense of heart, and she was begging for a sword.
The jade girl, with black hair and clothes, moved lightly with the wind for a long time, and seemed to sit for a long time.
Zhang Mingxin looked at it and thought in his heart: "She is so powerful and majestic, the place she chooses must also be the place to seek the sword, I will also learn from her, meditate here, or you can find the sword." ”
Zhang Mingxin found a place, next to that place, a thick and a thin two swords, a stone inserted, the stone is engraved, I don't know after a hundred years and thousands of years, the word is difficult to distinguish, within a zhang of the stone, there is no other utensils, Zhang Mingxin sat down, glanced at the jade girl, closed his eyes and meditated.
His eyes were dark, and Zhang Mingxin didn't dare to refine his luck, so he only used his heart, listening, thinking, and feeling his surroundings.
The heart is like stopping water, and there is only one thought: the sword comes.
The burial sword mountain is quiet, only the disciples walk, whispering, occasionally listening to the sword drawn from the ground, the disciple shouting softly, and nothing else.
Not even the wind!
The sun was already in the middle of the day, and the light made Zhang Mingxin's forehead flicker with beads of sweat, Zhang Mingxin didn't wipe it, and kept silently thinking in his heart, the sword comes, the sword comes.
There is no sword. came, only the occasional yin wind, Zhang Mingxin sweated, the yin wind penetrated through his clothes, drilled into his body, suddenly shivered with cold, and slowly opened his eyes.
The jade woman, who didn't know that the wind was cold, also opened her eyes at the same time, and the two of them immediately looked at each other.
Blue eyes, indifferent and faint, starlight compelling.
Black eyes, surprised, shy to dodge.
On the stone next to Zhang Mingxin, the double swords shook suddenly, and then they spread like waves, and the swords everywhere trembled slightly.
The swords trembled lightly, Zhang Ming didn't realize it, but the jade girl slowly got up, looking around.
On the side of the Burial Sword Mountain, Lu Youzhi suddenly raised his head and stared at the few sword weapons in front of him, his eyes were cold, but his brows were twisted.
The sword weapon, covered in thick dust, stood still, as if the eternal times were here, never left, lonely and lonely.
After a while, Lu Youzhi said strangely: "Is the wind ......?"
Looking up at the sky, Lu Youzhi walked forward, "The hour is almost up." ”
The jade girl looked around, for a long time, the sword weapons around her, there was no difference. didn't look at Zhang Mingxin, turned around and left.
Zhang Mingxin was stunned, hurriedly stood up, and followed the jade girl.
The girl walked forward, not looking at the sword and magic weapons around her, but walking and turning quickly.
The young man followed, looking at the shadow in front of him, only afraid of losing it, but he thought in his heart: "It seems that she can't ask for a sword in that place, she wants to change places." ”
The two walked one after the other for a long time.
The girl suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Zhang Mingxin, her face was still faint: "What do you do with me?" ”
Zhang Mingxin was frightened by the girl's turn, and when he saw the girl asking, he replied in a panic: "I, this, don't know how to ask for a sword, see you, you are powerful, so I will follow to see how you ask for a sword." ”
The young woman looked at Zhang Mingxin for a long time, and then turned around and left: "I can't ask for it, go to the Hidden Sword Valley." ”
Zhang Mingxin didn't want to, so he took a few breaths and followed.
The girl walked to a cliff on the side of the mountain, the cliff stood more than 20 zhang long stone, the head was pointed, pointing to the sky, the long stone was wrapped around a two-finger thick iron chain, rolled into a huge wheel, the iron chain was a huge iron anchor, inserted in the cliff edge, only half shorter than the long stone.
Here, there are already more than ten disciples waiting by the cliff, either standing to watch the scenery, or meditating with their eyes closed.
Among the disciples, there were no women, some of them were holding swords and weapons on their backs, and some of them were disciples who were seeking swords.
Several older men, surrounded by a huge rock on the edge of a cliff,
The girl arrived, stood aside, her pretty face slightly sideways, looked down the mountain, just waiting.
Zhang Mingxin walked to the side of the mountain and looked down.
The Tibetan Sword Valley is smokeless, the sky is gray and black, and several black clouds are transparent, reflecting the valley in the valley, lifeless. Occasionally, there are green and green stars fluttering, and I don't know if it's the glory of the sword weapon or what.
Baili Sword Valley, from the Burial Sword Mountain, but dim, only feel a gray and black dragon, winding far away, dense things in the valley, one by one like dragon scales, several huge bones, half hidden and half visible, I don't know what kind of gods and monsters, across thousands of feet, can also be seen.
Zhang Mingxin was looking at it, and Lu Youzhi's voice came from behind, making Zhang Mingxin turn around and look back: "You have already decided to enter the Tibetan Sword Valley?" ”
Lu Youzhi walked slowly, looked at everyone, turned his head, looked up and down on the jade girl, seemed to smile coldly, and then turned to look at everyone.
A few disciples shouted to Senior Brother Lu and nodded yes.
The jade girl still looked sideways into the distance, if it weren't for the green silk clothes flying with the wind, it would be like a jade sculpture of ice muscle and jade bones, coming from Lu Youzhi, and she didn't move.
Listening to the answer of the disciples in the sect, Lu Youzhi looked at the older disciples again, and there seemed to be an inquiry in his eyes, and the few people nodded in unison, and then saw Zhang Mingxin standing next to him, and asked, "You dare to go too?" ”
Without waiting for Zhang Mingxin to answer, he walked to the side of the iron anchor, one hand, on the iron anchor, and the other hand pulled the iron chain, the iron chain was immediately pulled straight, Lu Youyi frowned, and the three older disciples saw it, and immediately stood separately next to the boulder in three directions, each pinching the magic trick, reciting the spell, and pressing down together.
Around the boulder, there was a sudden shock, and the dust flew outward, showing deep marks, and where the three older disciples pressed their hands, the marks were like water, flowing to the marks everywhere, until they were all over the mark, and then gathered towards the boulder, flowing into the boulder.
On the ground around the boulder was a magic circle.
The three of them turned their palms to the left in unison, and the magic circle on the ground immediately began to rotate slowly to the left, and at this time, on the boulder, strange patterns and characters flashed, flashing and disappearing, which was extremely strange.
The older disciple didn't leave, still pressing his hands on the formation, his head was covered with beads of sweat, this formation seemed to be extremely exhausting.
Lu Youzhi saw that the boulder was glowing, so he pulled the iron chain, the boulder rotated, and the iron chain was pulled out several feet.
"Hold on tight, I'll send you to wait, if you let go and fall, that's your own life!" Lu Youzhi shouted loudly to all the sword-seeking disciples.
The sword-seeking disciple hurriedly walked to Lu Youzhi's side, one by one, holding the two-finger-sized iron chain tightly, his face full of panic.
Zhang Mingxin also wanted to step forward, seeing that the jade girl was still standing still, and after thinking about it, he didn't move. Holding the iron chain in the air, I don't know how Lu Youzhi sent everyone down, Zhang Mingxin was frightened, he couldn't hold the chain, if he fell, he wouldn't be able to live.
Lu Youzhi looked left and right, his eyes flashed, and he shouted angrily: "Why don't you two come!" Don't go down! ”
Zhang Mingxin didn't know how to answer, but the jade girl didn't look back, and said lightly: "I can't hold it, wait for you to throw the chain down, I'll walk down the chain." ”
When Lu Youzhi heard the girl's words, his face was red and white, his face was distorted with anger, and more than ten disciples holding the iron chain looked at each other, their faces were surprised and panicked, and they also wanted to let go of the iron chain.
Lu Youzhi's face turned whiter, and he shouted, "Hold it well!" As soon as the hand was raised, the iron anchor loosened, was pulled out by a few inches, and the dirt flowed.
Lu Youzhi gestured to the remaining three older disciples, the three disciples were stunned for a moment, and after looking at each other, they all walked over, divided into left and right, holding the iron anchor with both hands, and cooperated with Lu Youzhi to raise the giant iron anchor, the light on his body was shining, gritting his teeth and twisting his eyes, but he tried his best to be lucky.
Lu Youzhi's body flashed, and after reaching the giant anchor, he floated up in the air, his body swirled, and suddenly his feet were covered with blue light, and he kicked out violently towards the giant anchor, quickly landed, and then kicked forward, several times in a row, and kicked on the anchor.
The giant anchor was kicked forward and flew out, and the three older disciples were dragged to a stagger, and they quickly let go and pushed out with their palms in unison.
The anchor was forced, flew out of the cliff outside the mountain, and fell diagonally down the mountain, the iron chain was pulled straight, and the disciple holding the iron chain was pulled and flew out, screaming, and fell down the mountain, the boulder rotated rapidly, and the iron chain stretched rapidly, pulled by the giant anchor, and pulled down the mountain.
A disciple stared at him and opened his mouth, raised his hands, and stood in a daze, but he was shocked by Lu Youzhi and the others just now, and he couldn't help but give his hand, and he was secretly glad in his heart at this time.
The weight of the giant anchor is more than a thousand catties! The three-year-old disciple had a pale face.
Lu Youzhi stood on the ground, the soil on the ground was trampled and cracked, his face was as usual, he looked at the girl and Zhang Mingxin coldly, and then looked at the disciple who was in the same place, Lu Youzhi's mouth moved, but he was speechless, and no one listened.
At the foot of the mountain, the sword seeking disciples screamed in panic, and it was long and continuous.
The girl didn't look sideways, Zhang Mingxin walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down worriedly.
There was a loud bang, and the giant anchor was inserted into the ground, submerging to the roots, leaving only the iron chains.
The power of the giant anchor of the iron chain shook suddenly, and the disciples holding the iron chain were pulled and shaken, and several people couldn't hold it and fell to the ground.
More than ten disciples, as early as the size of a black spot, fell to the ground, and several people immediately walked to one place.
In the distance of the giant anchor, there was a red dot, and several people approached the red dot, and left in the middle of the day, leaving only the red dot still there.
The person who holds the chain has a total of twelve disciples, and the disciples who have entered the valley are only eleven.
Zhang Mingxin was shocked, the red dot, isn't it?
At this time, the jade girl moved, jumped to the edge of the cliff, and did not know where to take out a thick ribbon, as soon as she raised it, she rolled the iron chain, jumped out of the cliff, stepped on the iron chain, and walked down quickly.
Zhang Mingxin looked at it, grew his mouth, and was worried that the girl would fall, but the girl walked steadily for hundreds of feet, and wanted to be blown away by the wind several times, but pulling the ribbon, it was not dangerous.
Zhang Mingxin was busy looking for it on his body, but there was nothing suitable, and he was about to untie the belt in his waist, but he ran into the black sword in his arms.
An elderly disciple next to him, seeing that he wanted to untie his belt, couldn't help but say, "You have the skills of her handsome?" If it is hanging, the belt will break in a moment, so it is better to ...... slowly Climb down. ”
The older disciple spoke more and more slowly, and finally stopped, but was stared at fiercely by Lu Youzhi.
Zhang Mingxin glanced at the senior brother gratefully, and saw that the jade girl was close to the ground, and in a hurry, he pulled out the black sword in his waist, took off his thick socks, tore the warehouse pipe, wrapped it thickly in his hands, protected his hands, and said: "It won't break." Then he climbed down the chain, laid down the black sword, put his hands on it, his feet hung down, and the wind swept in, and in an instant he slashed downward.
On the iron chain, a spark splashed, and a red light ignited along the chain from Zhang Ming's heart.
"This law...... That sword is scorching, and you fall faster......" The older disciple was stunned and whispered.
When he was a young man, he used to climb vine-covered cliffs in the mountains, just to pick some poisonous mushrooms and honey, and when he went down the mountain, he mostly slid down the vines.
Thousands of feet of firelight, even if it is a sword of gold and iron, between sliding, the molten iron melts early. The boy didn't understand.
But the black sword, gliding for a hundred feet, almost did not have the slightest heat and red light, and I don't know what it was made of.
It's just that I pity the iron chain, and I pity the sword-seeking disciples on the mountain, watching, waiting to enter the valley.
Zhang Ming's heart was fast, and the way down the mountain was several times faster than the girl.