Chapter Twenty-Eight: An Old Man Emerges from the Sword
Duan Yuan's eyes shrank, and then he flipped in the air and landed on the edge of the stone platform, his face extremely ugly.
He still hasn't caught up!
Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from the stone road, Duan Yuan felt a sense of frustration, and then he felt a little regretful, why did he go to the stone platform?
"It's over!" Duan Yuan looked around with some despair, feeling the stone platform under his feet moving rapidly!
The stone road is used as a reference, because except for the stone road, you can barely see anything else.
Shi Lu flew upside down in his pupils at a high speed, but Shi Tai was somewhat stable. It's not like a huge fast-moving object, it's all weird!
Duan Yuan couldn't wait to cut down the stone platform at this moment, of course, the premise was that he had this strength.
Tremblingly, he raised his feather sword and looked at the stone platform with resentment!
Then he hung down weakly, and the feather sword collided with the ground, making a slight sound.
The feathered sword was not damaged, and the mysterious stone platform was intact. The feather sword hit it like it was striking a piece of divine iron!
Duan Yuan's head was lowered, looking at the stone road that was gradually moving away, his face was gloomy and uncertain!
Suddenly, Duan Yuan's eyes shrank, and there was a shadow reflected on the ground, although it was a little blurry because of the special here, but there was absolutely no such shadow here just now!
And!
Duan Yuan's hair stood on end, and the master of the shadow was right behind him!
In an instant, Duan Yuan's figure quickly retreated to the side, and then looked at the owner of the shadow!
The body swept through the air, and then came a few meters away from the same place.
"Sword?"
Duan Yuan felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and in his line of sight, oh no, it should be a half-handled sword levitating and voiding.
The half of the sword was a blood-red color, blessed by an unknown pattern, and from time to time a dark red light flashed away.
It is said that it is a half-handled sword and not that it is a short sword, because this half of it presents a regular symmetry. As for where that half is, it is not known.
Although the sword was suspended in the air without the slightest movement, Duan Yuan thought of a lot in an instant.
And the first thought is that the strange changes in the stone platform are absolutely inseparable from it, and then another question emerges, so what is the purpose of it?
Duan Yuan's idea didn't come out of thin air, he didn't know how long this stone platform had been here, and just when he stepped on the stone platform, the stone platform moved strangely!
There is no catty in it, or this half-stalk blood red has nothing to do with it, it can be deduced by everyone.
The nerves tensed up in an instant, and the originally low-hanging feather sword was also a half-sword pointing in the void!
Suddenly, Duan Yuan's eyes widened, and a voice came from the sword body!
"Little one, it's not what a good kid should do!"
Duan Yuan's eyes widened, this half-handled sword could actually say ha!
"Who are you?"
Almost subconsciously, Duan Yuan blurted out this sentence.
An old voice came from the sword body, and then he didn't answer Duan Yuan's question, fluttering, in Duan Yuan's ghostly expression, a faint phantom slowly floated out from the blood-red sword body.
Then he landed on the left side of the sword body, looking at Duan Yuan with a kind face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made people feel incredulous when they saw a living immortal.
it!
Like most people, Duan Yuan's expression was confused, and like most people, Duan Yuan didn't think in his head, so he said.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
As these words blurted out, the old man in the blood-red robe smiled mysteriously, as if absolutely all this was under his control, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.
Looking at the old man's high-ranking appearance, Duan Yuan was not afraid, and he actually wanted to give him an impulse to slap him in his heart!
mmp!
I kept complaining in my heart, I said that you were a bad old man who got me here?
Duan Yuan looked at the old man with some impatience, he was dressed in blood-red robes and fought between blood-red and blood-red.
Duan Yuan took a closer look and realized that something was wrong, and his spiritual sense had involuntarily come out of his body.
Sweeping over the old man, the old man immediately stopped laughing, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes when he looked at Duan Yuan.
"Little one, did you know that it's rude to spy on someone with your psychic sense?"
Then with a slight wave of his hand, Duan Yuan only felt a force acting on his spiritual sense, and then his spiritual consciousness retreated. Again submerged into the body, to be more precise, into the soul, because the formation of spiritual consciousness is related to the soul.
"Ahh
Even spiritual sense can influence people, so what is the existence of the old man?
So I seemed to think of something, and the uneasiness in my heart was released.
Then he looked at the old man calmly, although he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, Duan Yuan still tried his best to calm down this emotion.
Seeing this, the old man wondered, "Little one, don't you think it's strange?"
Odd?
Duan Yuan has 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his heart at the moment, isn't all this just for you?
Seeing that Duan Yuan was silent, the old man felt disinterested.
But Duan Yuan's last sentence came, and finally made the old man find a sense of existence.
Who are you, and why did you get me here, and where is this?"
A series of questions quickly spat out from Duan Yuan's mouth, constantly smashing at the old man.
The old man didn't answer Duan Yuan's question directly, but looked at Duan Yuan with some playfulness, "Aren't you surprised?"
"Surprised by what?" Duan Yuan replied thoughtlessly.
But at this moment, the feather sword in his hand was falling.
The old man smiled and said, "That's what happened just now!"
Duan Yuan finally understood at this moment, it was this guy!
"You're all doing it, I know, but why did you do it?"
This was a question from Duan Yuan.
"Yes, little guy, you are very smart, that's what you see, all this is for me!, but ......" The old man changed his words and looked at Duan Yuan playfully, "If you are not good, I will do something unfavorable to you?"
Duan Yuan exhaled deeply, "If I don't have your strength far beyond me, what do you want to do to me, or what is the purpose, it's not something I can intervene in, so I won't show these emotions of being nervous!"
The old man was slightly stunned, and then he didn't refute it, because what Duan Yuan said was correct.
He really didn't have any ill will towards Duan Yuan, otherwise he wouldn't have been shouting with Duan Yuan here, and he would have stabbed him with a sword, separating Duan Yuan's head.
It was also because of this that Duan Yuan understood his situation, so he relaxed the moment he woke up. But it was also a last resort, who made his strength weak, and it seemed that the old man had another purpose.
Otherwise, why should the old man talk nonsense with him? And if he has the strength, Duan Yuan promises not to talk nonsense, just drop a sword, whatever he does, the old man will fly with a sword.
"Little one, you are the most intelligent one I have ever met, but, hehe, little one, it seems that your situation is not good!" said the old man.
Duan Yuan's eyes shrank slightly, knowing what the old man was talking about, his eyes were uncertain, and then he spoke.
"Don't talk nonsense, who the hell are you, and where is this place!" Although the voice was immature, it was not another unyielding arrogance.
The old man said slowly, "Alas, young people now!"
Seeing that the old man still had a tendency to sigh, Duan Yuan couldn't help frowning.
The old man's gaze was also looking at Duan Yuan, and then he didn't plan to lose his appetite, after all, there were still things that needed Duan Yuan in the future.
The tone changed, "This is the first layer of the heavenly burial, and the stone platform under your feet is called the Broken Sky Platform, of course, this is only a part. Also, my name is Soul Refining Old Man, of course, you can also call me Soul Elder, you can also call me Soul Refining, you can also call me ...... Anyway, whatever you want to call it!"
Looking at the old man's chattering appearance, the corners of Duan Yuan's mouth twitched.
MMP, can you say that's the point!
The old man ignored Duan Yuan's eyes at all, and said to himself, "Anyway, I've been here for nearly 10,000 years! It's hard to wait for someone," and then Yu Jiao's gaze looked at Duan Yuan, "And for some reason, my master has arranged some means here so that I won't be infected by the outermost power of the Heavenly Burial." ”
After a pause, looking at the so-called void platform at his feet, Duan Yuan instantly understood that it should be the role of this void platform.
That Duan Yuan was shocked that the old man had lived for at least 10,000 years as a single dog
What is this concept? The average life expectancy of a person is 100 years, which is of course in this world, and it is enough for a person to be reincarnated a hundred times!
And how many dynasties have been successed, and how many people have died in these long years?
Ten thousand years! It's too long in Duan Yuan's eyes!
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Duan Yuan looked at this old guy, oh no, it's a living fossil! A strange feeling flashed in his eyes.
"10,000 years!" the old man also sighed, thinking about the past! Alas, I still don't want to, I want to be a bird! I think about it a lot!