The sound didn't come from the ear, but it sounded like it was coming from my head, or like a thought I was born with.

The voice was as simple as the ancient bells of the comers, and like the old man's earnest teachings to the younger generations, so kind, it made Luo Haotian feel a little like facing the grandfather of the orphanage, with a kind of awe from the heart.

Luo Haotian turned around to look, only to find that there was a low platform standing at the front of the palace, at this time Luo Haotian was a little puzzled, why didn't he see it just now?

But the platform gave him the feeling that it had always existed, and it didn't appear suddenly.

And Luo Haotian only thought for a while, and then gave up thinking, because his attention was attracted by the platform.

A sword and a book float silently on the platform, a sense of silence.

It seems that it is eternal and unchanged, beyond 100 million years.

And that sword reminded Luo Haotian of a word "Emperor of the Sword" for no reason

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It turned out that the kind of awe that unconsciously arose just now was the awe of the emperor.

Thinking about this, the faint sense of depression that was originally in Luo Haotian's heart disappeared, a smile appeared on his face, and he strode towards the platform.

Luo Haotian carefully looked at the sword with a dark yellow body, and saw that there seemed to be some seemingly ancient seals written on the hilt.

He was about to walk up and grab the sword to take a closer look, but at this moment, a sword intent suddenly attacked Luo Haotian, making Luo Haotian almost can't help but vomit blood.

Just when Luo Haotian was at a loss, the quaint voice sounded again: "Little friend, why did you come to the Sword Shrine?"

Luo Haotian asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the first space of the Heavenly Ring?"

The voice that rang out in his head laughed: "Hehe, this is not only the Heavenly Ring Space, but also the Sword Shrine. ”

The sword mound, that is, the tomb of the sword.

Even Luo Haotian himself didn't know why, and suddenly a faint sadness rose from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that she suddenly understood the heart of the sword.

When the sword dies or is abandoned by the owner, it can only spend the remaining years in the sword shrine, alone.

For a soldier, not being able to continue to complete the mission of the battle is the biggest regret in his life, and he can only stand in the sword mound again and again.

Lonely remembrance of the glory of the past, and the years of being a sword.

Luo Haotian sighed softly, and then asked, "Then who are you? Are you the old master of the Heavenly Ring? Where are you?"

He asked three questions in quick succession.

In fact, since entering the Heavenly Ring Space, Luo Haotian has a lot of questions to ask, but there are too many questions, and he doesn't know what to ask for a while.

So, he asks whatever comes to his mind and does whatever he wants.

"Looks like you have a lot of questions, so which one should I answer?"

There seemed to be a smile in the words.

Luo Haotian was a little embarrassed, laughed twice, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already clear.

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