Shi Huaichuan glanced at his son with a strange expression, and stopped talking.

After a long time, Shi Huaichuan took a deep breath before finally speaking.

"That peach, you gave me to eat when you were two years old, and you stared at me and took a bite. ”

"For the rest, I got a box and put it in. ”

"That scroll is the first work I taught you to write when you were two and a half years old. ”

"I thought your first picture was worth remembering, so I framed it. ”

“......”

“......”

“......”

"If one day, you become a sword god, then it is a sword god. ”

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Shi Zhiyi and Helian Mingzhi cleaned up their minds, put on the bowstring, stood back to back, and stepped into the flowing halo together.

As if another stone had been thrown, the halo of the pool fluctuated violently, and the light waves enveloped the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had disappeared.

Only the ripples on the ground that gradually subsided.

In front of me, it seemed to be a pitch black that was a hundred times thicker than the thickest ink.

It seemed that a streamer flashed, and it was swallowed up by the darkness.

Or maybe there has never been a streamer, everything is just an illusion.

I can't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and I can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right.

The two of them felt as if they had been banished to a different time and space, with nothing around them, drifting aimlessly in the void like two stones.

He opened his mouth, but there was no sound.

Only the touch and heat from the back tell each other of their existence.

Even time seems to have been swallowed up by the darkness.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's a day, maybe it's just a moment, but the down-to-earth touch has returned.

A red light exploded in front of his eyes, as if it was night a moment ago, but it was already noon after a while.

The sound of the machine sounded.

Thirty-two steel arrows with bursting arrows shot out in all directions.

No sound came back.

When the two of them regained their sight, they found themselves in a huge fiery red cavern.

This cave is estimated to be more than ten zhang high and hundreds of zhang wide, but the length is endless.

Countless huge stalactites hang down from the top of the cave, as if they have sprung up upside down. Among them, the thin one is only the thickness of the adult's little finger, and the thick one is estimated to be hugged by two people.

In the cave, there is no light source to be seen, but the whole cave is extremely bright fiery red, and the karst cave is carved from an incomparably huge piece of red jade, which is dazzling.

At a distance of seventy or eighty zhang in front of the right side of Shi Zhiyi's foothold, there is a thick stalactite pillar, estimated to be three or four zhang thick, which is connected from the top of the cave to the ground, like an optimus giant pillar, supporting the entire space of the cave.

Compared with the wonders on the top of the cave, the scene on the ground amazed Shi Zhiyi and the others even more!

On the ground of the cave, centered on that Optimus Pillar, countless blades were inserted!

Thick-backed knives, spears, halberds, war hammers, great axes, maces, daggers, longbows, ...... It seems that no matter what kind of weapon, you can find it here. Of course, the most are still swords: long, short, wide, thin...... There are all kinds of them.

Starting from under the giant pillar, it stretches out in all directions, as dense as the grass of the Moon Hidden Meadow this season. From a distance, it looks like a sea of solidified weapons! A rough count shows that the total number of them is at least hundreds of thousands, or even nearly a million!

These blades seem to have been here for countless years, some have been rusted, as if they would fall down when a breeze blows, and some are still upright, but they also exude an air of vicissitudes.

Where these blades came into contact with the ground, there was a faint flash of light, like an extremely faint electric current. If you just stare at one handle, it doesn't seem obvious, but these hundreds of thousands of blades are connected together, and the glimmers come and go, weaving an overwhelming huge net, enveloping this sea of weapons!

In the air above the giant net, the slightest imperceptible energy is slowly flowing, as if a huge whirlpool is brewing, about to set off a monstrous storm! And the center of this whirlpool is the sword in the hand of a person standing in front of the Optimus Pillar!

This person is naturally Sun Weiqing, who fled in a hurry just now.

This sword is naturally the Tianpu Sword, one of the holy swords of the Fengqiang Zhen Clan!

At this time, Sun Weiqing no longer had the anger and uneasiness when he was attacked by Shi Zhiyi and Helian Mingzhi just now. He stood on the raised slope under the giant pillar with a calm gaze, looking down on the two of them condescendingly, as if he were looking at two mortal men.

"What the hell is this place?!" said Helian Mingzhi.

"This is the burial place I have chosen for you, I call it - Sword Gu Altar. ”

"Sword Gu Altar!?"

"I came up with the name, so it doesn't matter to you what it's called. Sun Weiqing didn't know whether he thought that the two of them would definitely die or that he also needed time to complete some preparations, so he didn't attack them as soon as the two appeared, but patiently answered Helian Mingzhi's doubts, "This should be the relics left during the war with the demons, I don't know if it belongs to the human race or the demon race." ”

"The weapons here should be those left by those who died during the war between the two races of humans and demons, some of which are still intact and some are already mutilated. ”

"Many of them may have been famous back then. From the materials of these weapons, it can be seen that they are by no means big road goods in the hands of ordinary soldiers, but at least above the spirit level, and even at the saint level. ”

There are many kinds of weapons and blades in the world, but in terms of materials, characteristics and special effects of weapons, they can be divided into four levels: mortal, spiritual, holy and god, and each level is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.

Among them, the number of mortal-level blades is naturally the largest, most of them are made of ordinary iron, copper, steel and other common metals or alloys composed of several metals, except for sharpness, there are no other additional characteristics, and the spirit level is made of rare metals like the essence of the dark iron, which is often attached to some formations with sharp and armor-piercing effects, such as the standard equipment of the Moon Dragon Rider is all the middle and upper grade of the spirit level.

Saint-level weapons are made of more rare materials such as 10,000-year-old Xuantie and Nine Heavens Meteorite Iron, which are made by experienced forgers and array mages, and are made through multiple special processes, which can strengthen the power of the user's true yuan output to a certain extent.

God-level weapons can only be forged by god-level powerhouses, and the birth of each god-level weapon represents the supreme efforts of a god-level powerhouse, and its effects and effects are naturally more amazing, but the exertion of these effects naturally also depends on the user's own cultivation realm. Like the ancestral Qingshao Sword of the Shi family, it must belong to the god level, but now Shi Zhiyi's cultivation is still too low to exert its true power.

"The blades of these dead may not have much effect on the winning side, because they are too complicated and strange, and many of them have been damaged in the big battle, but if they are disposed of as scrap metal, they are too violent, so someone has set up a magical formation in this space. ”

"This formation can continuously extract their essence and will from all these countless blades, let them compete with each other, and then send these essences and wills to the strongest blades among them like sacrifices. It's like raising Gu, let the Gu worms kill each other in the jar, and the last one to survive is the Gu King. ”