("Sword Shrine!")

Looking at the handwriting that was exactly the same as the word "forbidden land" before, a flash of surprise flashed in Ling Qingyan's eyes, and at this time, he clearly felt the difference between the two words. Because when he was concentrating on the word "Sword Shrine", he could clearly feel a fierce momentum similar to sword qi rushing towards him, even if it was not inferior to the cold mountain wind.

The sword aura emanating from the handwriting......

If it was Ling Qingyan in the previous life, he would never believe in the existence of such a ridiculous thing. But because he was born in this life in this Chongwu Continent, which advocates supremacy and powerlessness, he has seen too many strange things, and Ling Qingyan's ability to accept new things has also improved qualitatively, and he clearly understands that what he felt just now was right.

What the hell is this place?

Seeing Ling Qingyan's gaze move away from the word "Sword Shrine" on the stone gate, and looking at him with doubts, Lian Jun couldn't help but explain: "This is the retreat and retreat of my Heavenly Sword Sect elders. Normally, even if the sect master does not have extremely important matters, he must not come to this 'sword shrine' to disturb the cultivation of the elders. ”

Swish!

When Ling Qingyan heard this, his face, which had always been calm, also changed at this time. The elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect? The person who was respected as an elder by the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had already reached the Purple Rank Rear Rank, who should that be? Except for the Venerable Rank Martial Artist, Ling Qingyan couldn't think of any other explanation at all now.

Between thoughts, Ling {1}{Ben} read ~ novel yb][du Qingyan's eyes faintly appeared a trace of heat. Honorable martial artist, he has never seen it in this life, and he is becoming more and more curious in his heart. In this life, the strongest person he had ever seen was the pair of men and women who appeared in the Ren family, the drunkard "Ximen Maniac" and the great elder of the Bingluan Sect "Lan Rou".

The so-called Critical Martial Artist, on the way to this Heavenly Sword Sect a few days ago, Ling Qingyan also asked the Sword Elder Fan Resolute for advice. After Fan Yiran's explanation, he learned that the so-called critical martial artist was the pinnacle of the purple-level post-level martial artist, and he was only one step away from being able to enter the level of a supreme martial artist.

Critical Martial Artists, to a certain extent, are no longer considered purple-level martial artists, because they have already preliminarily mastered some abilities of supreme-level martial artists, such as "spiritual sense...... Only then did Ling Qingyan know that in the Ren family, the "spiritual pressure" that Ximen Mad and Lan Rou used to investigate their own consciousness was the ability of a supreme martial artist.

Ling Qingyan's eyes were firmly fixed on the stone gate engraved with the word "Sword Mound", which was the retreat place of the Heavenly Sword Sect's Venerable Martial Artists!

"Boom ......"

A slight tremor came from under Ling Qingyan's feet, and in Ling Qingyan's stunned eyes, the stone gate in front of him slowly rose up. When Ling Qingyan saw the dark passage that appeared after the stone gate in front of him went up, he couldn't help but feel an urge to step in his heart.

And at this time,

"Jun'er, go back and leave your junior brother behind. ”

The sound of vicissitudes of life, as if it came from the ancient wilderness, buzzed in the ears of Ling Qingyan and Lian Jun.

"Yes, master!"

In Ling Qingyan's stunned eyes, Lian Jun bowed and saluted, and then said goodbye to Ling Qingyan with a smile when he turned around: "Senior brother, senior brother will leave first." If you have anything to do in the future, you can go directly to the backyard of Jianxiao Pavilion to find me. ”

Looking at Lian Jun's back without dragging the mud and water, the consternation on Ling Qingyan's face became more and more serious, "The sect master called me junior brother?" And the voice that came just now seems to be the sect master's master......

What the hell is going on? Ling Qingyan only felt that his mind was confused at this time, and he didn't know what was going on at all. Previously, he thought that the sect master was looking for him and worshipping the sword elder as a teacher for himself, but after coming to this forbidden place and then coming to this sword shrine, Ling Qingyan overturned his previous thoughts.

"Come in!"

The voice full of vicissitudes from before came from the dark passage again.

Ling Qingyan took a deep breath abruptly, since the sect master Lian Jun left, there was no third person outside, and this voice was obviously calling himself.

Moreover, Ling Qingyan, who had cleared his thoughts a little, understood a little bit in his heart through the conversation with Lian Jun in the previous voice, as well as what Lian Jun called himself before leaving. But I don't know for sure, after all, it's really terrifying to say.

Walking on the slightly uneven ground in the dark passage, Ling Qingyan was calm, but in his heart he was turbulent and could not be calm. All that happened before, even if he was a human being in two lives, felt a little unacceptable. After walking another twenty or so steps, Ling Qingyan clearly saw a glimmer of light at the end of the distance.

Turning left at the end, Ling Qingyan only felt that his eyes lit up, and his eyes that had just come out of the darkness couldn't adapt for a while. Blinking his eyes slightly, Ling Qingyan opened his eyes and saw that this snow-bright space was actually a large stone chamber that had been hard-hewn out.

At this time, I saw that above the large stone room, dozens of iron chains as thick as arms hung vertically, and between every few gaps in the iron chains, there was an unsheathed long sword, and these many long swords were impossible to count for a while.

Ling Qingyan suddenly realized, no wonder this place is called "Sword Shrine".

And the reason why this big stone room is so bright is entirely because of the night pearl that hangs on the top of the big stone room. Looking at this night pearl, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but swallow her saliva secretly, "If this is placed in the previous life, it will definitely be a miracle...... If this night pearl is placed in the world's top auction house, it can definitely be auctioned for a sky-high price. ”

"Haha! ”

The voice full of vicissitudes sounded again. With this voice, a white-robed old man who seemed to appear out of thin air suddenly appeared not far in front of Ling Qingyan, and at this time, the old man was looking at Ling Qingyan with a smile, without the slightest intention of treating him as a junior.

Ling Qingyan looked at the old man with a childish face in front of him, and couldn't help but feel incredulous. Looking at the old man's exposed skin, it is completely as delicate as a child, and it does not look like the skin that the old man should have...... Could it be that a venerable martial artist can still rejuvenate?

"Little brother, don't mind, I was afraid of arousing the suspicion of my two apprentices, so I told them that I wanted to take you as an apprentice. ”

When Ling Qingyan saw the old man say this, a trace of jealousy appeared on his baby-like delicate face, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye. If it weren't for Ling Qingyan's sharp eyes, he wouldn't have found the slightest bit at all. However, he was more and more puzzled at this time, his previous thoughts had not been completely sorted out, and the old man's words made him fall into boundless doubts again.

"Little brother, I know you must be very confused now, when you get to that place, you will understand......" Looking at the doubts in Ling Qingyan's eyes, the old man couldn't help but say: "My senior brothers are in retreat these days, don't blame me, little brother, please come with me." ”

Feeling the old man's politeness to him, Ling Qingyan forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart, but he felt a little unbelievable more and more. Isn't this old man the master of the sect master and the sword-wielding elder, why would he be like this to himself, what is he afraid of?

However, Ling Qingyan still followed the old man's footsteps closely and walked towards one of the passages inside.

Following closely behind the white-robed old man, they zigzagged through several passages, and the two finally came to the end of a passage.

Ling Qingyan looked incredulously at the stone gate at the end that exuded scorching heat, as if it was burning. This stone gate, which was still a few meters away, could faintly feel the heat in it, and Ling Qingyan's forehead was already overflowing with sweat.

Ling Qingyan's attention was already completely focused on the strange stone gate in front of him at this time, and he didn't realize that when he was just standing still, the white-robed old man had quietly left.

PS: What's behind this burning stone door?