When Wang Shen followed Wen Jiuhui through the narrow cave that didn't look like a walk at all, and saw the huge empty cave in front of him, he couldn't speak for a long time.

And Wen Jiuhui seemed to be extremely familiar with this place, he pointed to a deep pool in the cave and said: "This is the sword pool, we will go down from here in a while, and we can reach the sword pool through the underwater secret passage below." ”

Wang Shen looked at the gloomy environment around him, frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking, "Senior Wen, what are we going to do after we get to that sword pool?"

"You just need to follow me, I have my own way to let that traitor come out, when the time comes, you just need to use the sword in your hand to help me go up and fight him, as for the success or failure of the battle is up to you, rest assured, he will not kill you in Wushan." ”

After speaking, Wen Jiuhui took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom and handed it to Wang Shen, and then said: "This bottle contains the remaining essence that I have carefully boiled and refined from that thousand-year-old turtle shell. ”

Thinking of the great tonic soup that Wen Jiuhui had boiled for himself every day in the past few days, Wang Shen believed in his attainments in this regard, Wen Jiuhui not only knew all kinds of ingredients in the world well, but also could stew those strange flowers, plants, rare birds and beasts that he couldn't name together into a pot of thick soup with full color and flavor.

Wang Shen could see that Wen Jiuhui should have been preparing for this trip to Wushan for many years, and the treasure used to boil the soup alone hid several sacks, according to Wen Jiuhui's words, most of them were found by him through great hardships from the deep mountains and old forests, and some were purchased from other places with a lot of money, such a pot of big tonic soup ordinary people can't drink it at all, but for cultivators, it is a great nourishing thing, and its effect is no worse than those who cherish the elixir.

Every time Wang Shen drank that pot of soup, he did feel that the effect was extremely obvious, the soup was not only fragrant and delicious, but also could quickly nourish the emptiness of his body caused by the cultivation of the Great Transformation Divine Skill. The Dahua Divine Skill can be said to be the most amazing exercise Wang Shen has ever seen, although after cultivation, his entire person's essence and spirit have a strong sense of emptiness being drained, but the growth of vitality in his own sea of qi is also extremely terrifying. It's just that the feeling of emptiness brought by cultivation makes Wang Shen a little scared when he thinks about it now, it feels like letting himself eat for three days and three nights and then sleep for three days and three nights will not help, but as long as he drinks the pot of soup that Wen Jiuhui boiled, his whole person will completely recover again.

The past few days of cultivation made Wang Shen feel like a balloon made of cowhide, one would be drained and shriveled down, and the next would be puffed up and inflated again. But no matter how painful this process was, at this moment, he obviously realized that he was only half a step away from the legendary real human martial arts realm, and it could even be said that he had already stepped into it with half a foot, because when he was running the qi and sea vitality in his body, he seemed to be able to sense the existence of that mysterious mansion.

Although he can't see it yet, he already knows that it exists, and that kind of unattained but like the mysterious feeling that has been obtained is the so-called bottleneck period of cultivation, and Wang Shen knows that at this time, as long as he has another chance or a period of retreat and penance, he can naturally break through to the higher realm of his dreams.

Therefore, he carefully held the porcelain vase in his hand, for fear of accidentally losing it.

Then, Wen Jiuhui took out two lustrous beads from the package, handed one of them to Wang Shen, and instructed: "This is a water swallowing bead commonly used by the East China Sea Boat Gang, which is made of secret medicine, and with your cultivation, you can hold it in your mouth and under your tongue for two hours. There are thousands of remnant swords in this sword pool, these remnant swords are very evil, I will walk in front for a while, use this turtle shell to open the way, you follow me, if there is a remnant sword attack, you can help me resist one or two. ”

Wang Shen was stunned for a moment, and said in astonishment: "I know the remnant swords of the sword pool, but these remnant swords can still attack people?"

Wen Jiuhui smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, if it weren't for the strength of the remnant sword in this sword pool, I wouldn't have gone to great lengths to go back to Longwan to dig up the turtle shell of this thousand-year-old king to resist." However, this turtle shell has really helped a lot, if it weren't for the thousand-year-old turtle essence contained in it, your Great Transformation Divine Skill would not have progressed so quickly. You don't have to worry, I've been in once, these remnant swords are not powerful in isolation, I think it should be that I feel the breath of the living people and break into the sword pool to spontaneously resist the enemy, let's avoid it. ”

Wen Jiuhui's words made Wang Shen surprised, not only was he not afraid of this sword pool remnant sword that would automatically resist the enemy, but he was a little curious.

Could it be that there are some strange formations in this sword pool?

Wang Shen, who had dealt with Qingyang Palace, who was good at formation techniques, was not unacceptable to this strange phenomenon, and at that moment, after agreeing with Wen Jiuhui on all the details, he walked towards the deep pool in front of him one after the other.

It was the end of winter and early spring, the terrain on the mountain was high, and the water in the mountain was still cold and biting. But fortunately, this Wen Jiuhui didn't have anything else, he brought a bunch of food and drink, and the two of them drank half a pot of hot wine each before entering the cave, and after enduring the biting cold and groping under the water for a while, the strength of the wine in the body made Wang Shen feel a lot more comfortable.

After walking about half a mile underwater, Wen Jiuhui in front of him stopped, turned around and made a gesture to Wang Shen, and then lifted the big turtle shell weighing hundreds of catties in front of him, Wang Shen saw this and hurriedly clenched the peach stick in his hand, leaned forward with his waist, and entered the protection range of the turtle shell.

After walking forward for a few dozen steps, the dark underwater passage suddenly became clear, and Wang Shen looked up and saw a piece of sky light falling overhead.

Is this the sword pool?

Curious, Wang Shen poked his head forward and looked forward, and sure enough, he saw that the ground in front of him had become extremely spacious, and when he looked back, he found that the exit of the underwater secret passage that he had groped all the way with Wen Jiuhui was in a corner at the bottom of this sword pool, and it was really difficult to find it if he didn't look carefully.

While admiring Wen Jiuhui for being able to find such a secret passage, he also began to be worried, because the bottom of this sword pool was indeed scattered with many broken swords as the legend, and when the two approached, the dead swords lying at the bottom of the water nearby actually rose up one after another as if they had been inexplicably touched.

And what surprised Wang Shen even more was that he actually felt his telekinesis from these floating and broken swords!

He had never seen a dead thing have telekinesis, let alone these remnant swords that had been abandoned and sunk to the bottom of the water for an unknown number of years, even if some swords seemed to be intact, but no matter what, there should be telekinesis!

He clearly remembered what his master Xuanyuan Daoren said when he taught him the art of calming spirits, that is, the power of mind is generated in the sea of Lingtai knowledge, and all things have spirits to have thoughts.

Could it be that these swords are all alive?

Impossible, Wang Shen kicked this ridiculous and terrifying thought out of his mind, and then calmed down and spread his mental power to carefully examine the situation of these broken swords.

That's right, all the floating remnant swords have a telekinesis, but these telekinesis are very weak, and they are no different like ants in front of Wang Shen, but Wang Shen is vigilant to detect that in addition to this telekinesis, these remnant swords also exude an extremely powerful sword aura.

These sword qi are the real killer moves!