When Dugu Jialuo and the other disciples entered the Yin and Yang Array, the sky was still clear, and the morning sun rose and the warmth was melting, but after a stick of incense, the dark clouds in the air were as thick as ink, and most of the sword tomb was darkened at once. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The day is getting really fast",

Everyone didn't care, but they just felt that the sky was really too fast, and in the blink of an eye, the black fog rose, and the yin and yang array became dim.

The sword tomb was exquisitely repaired, but it was still a scene full of graves on the wasteland, and it would have been fine in the daytime, but at this time, the sword tomb suddenly became black, and the solemnity of the cemetery changed abruptly, adding a sense of gloom to the ground.

All the disciples present are all extraordinary, and so are the female disciples, but the women are weak in nature and have a natural fear of ethereal things such as ghosts and gods.

Wang Dalei glanced back and said with a smile: "It looks like a rainstorm is coming, the weather here is like this, it will change, if a few junior sisters are afraid, follow behind the senior brother, the senior brother has entered this sword tomb for the third time."

Although Wang Dalei is not good-looking and has a fat figure, he is very popular in the door.

A person like him who has a sweet mouth, loves to show off, and has a good heart is always not bad no matter where he is, not to mention that his cultivation is also quite remarkable.

Several timid female disciples immediately trotted behind him, only to feel that the body that usually looked fat was extremely safe at this time.

Several male disciples were unwilling to be robbed of the limelight like this, and strode forward one after another to become flower messengers.

Dugu Jialuo, who was hanging behind him, snorted: "What are ghosts afraid of? It's really a group of pampered eldest ladies, isn't it, Lu Hong?",

She has urinated and been exiled since she was a child, and it is common for her to sleep on the grave at night with nowhere to stay, and she is very bold.

Lu Hong, who was walking in front of him, did not answer after a "grace", and followed everyone step by step.

Dugu Jialuo couldn't help frowning, why is this guy weird today?

"Senior sister, look at this tombstone, it records the origin of each sword here, the name, and who it belonged to before; in fact, it is not so much that we choose the sword, but that the sword recognizes the master, most of the swords here have spirituality, if they are recognized, they will break out of the grave."

Wang Dalei, who walked in front, said.

Everyone looked to both sides, and sure enough, there were small characters on the stone tablets on each tomb, with iron hooks and silver strokes, which were very imposing.

"Worship the sword of the red mansion peony elder Shen Hongmian buries the sword here, the sword red medicine, three feet two inches long, half an inch wide, there is the momentum of a bullfight",

"Worship the sword red mansion to worship Liu Changfeng burial sword here, the sword is stormy, two feet eight inches long, selected deep sea cold iron to build, indestructible, may future generations have capable people to get it",

"Worship the sword on the red mansion seat of the guest lonely building burial sword here, the sword is heavy, three feet and one inch long, with this sword to kill the enemy, behead the enemy, a happy life, my body is dead, I am afraid that no one can control this sword",

......

The tombstone is full of words like this.

All the disciples have relatives in their hearts, but when they see such a tombstone, their hearts are full of pride, and they only feel that the elders, offerings, and guests of this sect are all so heroic, and they can't fall into their names as disciples of this sect.

Even the timid female disciple was much less timid in her heart.

Wang Dalei smiled again: "Everyone has seen it, all the swords here are good swords, if you want to be selected by them, I am afraid that only a genius like Lu Hong's junior brother can do it, if we are just generals, we can only honestly choose a sword that does not resist our own aura."

Said and glanced back at Lu Hong, his words were not ridiculed, but from the heart; that day the sword tried him and Lin Changding, Lu Hong and the three of them fought from the evening to the night, and finally both lost to Lu Hong, although Lu Hong's means are not so glorious, but he is not a fair and honest person, he feels that this junior brother and himself are a little similar to each other and feels that this junior brother will become a great weapon in the future, so he naturally wants to win over him, so he intends to praise him in front of everyone A few words.

Many people looked back at Lu Hong, with both envy and awe in their eyes.

Lu Hong just smiled honestly and shyly, without words.

Everyone wondered, how could Senior Brother Lu Hong, who has always been elegant and free and easy, and has a good temperament, smile like an honest peasant uncle today?

Wang Dalei also felt strange, he had fought with Lu Hong, and he was naturally extremely impressed, and he really didn't understand how he could have changed so much in just a few days.

These thoughts were only fleeting, and no one studied them deeply; Wang Dalei walked in front and said with a smile: "Everyone go and choose a sword, and senior brother should also see what his chances are."

Saying that, everyone dispersed, first checked the words on the tombstone, and then began to choose the sword according to what Chen Feng said before; anyone who fancied the sword in the tomb will put their own aura into the tomb, if there is a slight sound of sword in the tomb, it means that the sword in the tomb does not resist this aura, and the owner of the aura can dig out the sword in the grave; otherwise, the sword in the tomb will bounce this aura out, and the owner of the aura will naturally feel it, and have to find another sword.

Generally speaking, the selection of swords in the sword tomb is purely based on chance, although there are very few people who can be selected by the sword of this place name, and there are only a few people who are qualified to dig the grave and take the sword;

Wang Dalei strode to the east corner, and the tomb was buried with Ning Chang's Yin and Yang twin swords, and he had long wanted to dig out these two swords;

If you get this yin and yang double sword and your own five elements flying sword and dice, your strength will definitely increase greatly;

As soon as his aura entered the ground, he heard a sword roar, not a weak sound, but a sound from the sword body that trembled violently, eager to break through the grave.

Wang Dalei was stunned at first, and then reacted, this is a sign of the famous sword recognizing the master, he was ecstatic in his heart, and couldn't help laughing: "I got it, I got it ......",

"Boom",

Suddenly, there was a loud sound, and the ground seemed to shake, and then the sound of swords came to my ears, at first a few scattered swords trembled violently, and then ten thousand swords rang out in unison.

Wang Dalei had a stiff smile on his face, and felt the soil under his hands shake, two brilliant rays of light suddenly rose, and the yin and yang swords broke through the ground, but instead of flying towards him, they flew towards the entrance and exit of the sword tomb;

The sword light staggered, forming an incomparably magnificent and magnificent picture scroll in the air; under the pressure of the mighty sword, everyone had a feeling of suffocation, and those who had cultivated a little weaker had already been injured to their internal organs.

And at the entrance of the sword tomb, I don't know when there was a black sedan chair, the people in the sedan chair showed a picture scroll, smiled softly, and suddenly the wind was galloping in the sky, and nearly a thousand swords turned their swords in unison and shot towards the sedan chair.

In the face of such a vast might, the man in the sedan chair just bowed to the sword grave and said respectfully: "Thank you seniors for giving you the sword."

The sound of "bang" was like the sound of water, and the scroll in the man's hand was fully unfolded, stretching out of the sedan chair, and thousands of swords suddenly trembled, shooting towards the scroll as if they were being towed.