Sword Tomb.

Xia Yuan hung his hands directly at his side, raising his eyes and looking around.

In front of me, after the wind passed through the sand, there were small dirt bags, and on the small dirt bags were inserted a long sword with a handle, which was innumerable, and the sword body was all rusty.

In Xia Yuan's opinion, the small dirt bags were more like tombs, burying the edge of the sword.

"Hoo ............"

What the wind and sand can't hide is a sadness, just like that sentence, the sword is my body, and it is also my coffin.

Only in this life, with the sword as a companion, where you die, you will be buried, and the loess on the ground is the same.

Xia Yuan's clothes, the hunting sound blown by the wind, facing the wind and sand, squinted and walked forward for more than ten steps.

Nearby, there was a dead tree with intertwined roots, and on the branches of the dead tree, hung a blood-colored flag, but the flag had long been tattered into strips of cloth, flying in the wind.

The few big golden characters imprinted on the flag are no longer legible.

Xia Yuan stood under the dead tree, and at his feet, an ancient road was winding and secluded, and there were some broken walls of houses in front of him, but they were all half-weathered wooden stakes.

Blown by the wind, it rolled on the ancient road, and the sound of collision was endless.

"This place is really a dilapidated scene, if it weren't for the Sword Tomb, people who came would have left after taking a look. ”

Xia Yuan raised his head, and at the end of the sky, there were four jet-black iron chains as thick as arm-sizes, extending out of the void on the left and right, and the chains were horizontal in the air, locking a huge plaque in the void and hanging.

The wind doesn't blow, it stands on its own.

"Worship Sword Villa!"

Xia Yuan frowned tightly, and read out the four gilded characters on the plaque loudly.

On the Xuantian True Solution, there was a commentary on the Worship Sword Villa.

Walking the rivers and lakes, as long as you are a swordsman, you will go to the Sword Worship Villa to worship the sword.

What's more, the world is out of my generation, even if the sword qi is 30,000 ways, you are an immortal in the sword, you have to come here to worship the sword!

It's extraordinary.

"A very loud name, a very glorious past, time flies like a white horse, and now this is the Sword Tomb, not the Sword Villa. I use a sword to dance a human sword rain for my grandfather, but I don't need to worship a sword here. ”

Xia Yuan raised his hands and tightened the rough sword tire behind him, waiting here for a long time, but he didn't see a person behind him.

Perhaps because of the prohibition here, all the people entered through the same door, but appeared in different places.

Under the plaque, there is a one-person-high stone stele, but the distance is a little chosen, the small characters on the stele are not real, even if Xia Yuan poked out his divine sense, what he saw on the stele was only a layer of clouds and mist.

The stele shields the snooping of the Divine Sense.

"If you want to see clearly, you still need to step forward, this place is strange everywhere, but everywhere is ordinary. ”

Xia Yuan shook his head, raised his foot and stepped on the ancient road, and after walking forward, he saw the small words of the stone tablet clearly.

"The broken sword is not rusty, the body is not dead, and the glass of wine does not stop. ”

Only twelve ancient characters were carved on the stele.

Xia Yuan looked a little distracted, and the rough sword tire behind him trembled even more, and then, Xia Yuan laughed and crossed the stone tablet. "People are not finished, the cup does not stop, the sword is not rusty, and the body is not dead. ”

What kind of heroism is the person who engraved this paragraph!

Xia Yuan also ignored the abnormality of the rough sword fetus.

After crossing the stone monument, there was no wind and sand whistling around him, and a clean sound fell in his ears.

On both sides of the ancient road, there are endless small earthen bags, the more you go inside, you will see some small earthen bags hanging a flag on them, the flag is printed with the surname, Li, Wang, Chen, Guo............ And so on and so forth,

Those surnames should have been left by those who came here to worship the sword.

"I still don't see a hint of reaching the end, is this place the same as the ghost forest, there is a maze?"

After a long time, Xia Yuan, who had been walking on the ancient road, felt that something was wrong, the surrounding scenery had not changed, and it was always a small dirt bag and a rusty sword with a handle.

Then, Xia Yuan stopped, raised his right hand and pinched his chin, frowning at the ancient road in front of him.

"Childe has good eyesight, there is indeed a maze here, and it is easy to be broken, but I don't know if Childe can walk with the little woman until he comes out of the sword tomb?"

Behind him, an ethereal voice suddenly came.

"Who?"

Xia Yuan quickly turned around, and at the same time pulled out the rough sword tire behind him, holding the sword in his right hand, and waited for it.

It's just that the person in front of him made Xia Yuan's eyes a little more surprised. "It's you, the Holy Maiden of the Illusory Heaven Palace!"

It was a colorful dress, and the colorful clothes were wrapped in a graceful figure, with a waist that could be held, like a weak willow supporting the wind when walking, and a quiet smile on the beautiful face.

"As soon as Childe came here, he was engrossed in watching the scene here, and he didn't notice the arrival of the little girl. ”

The Holy Maiden of the Illusory Heaven Palace put her hands together on her waist, and a lotus flower was born under her feet, and there was not the slightest sound or breath exposed when she walked.

Therefore, Xia Yuan always thought that he was alone here.

"How long have you been here?"

The woman in front of her, whether it is beauty or mind, is far beyond ordinary people, and the tiger sniffs the rose, and she has to be careful.

"How long has Childe been here, the little woman is one step slower than Childe, there are only two of us here, and the others have been teleported elsewhere, and the situation is the same as ours. This maze is easy for me, but it still needs Childe's cooperation. ”

The holy woman's knees bent slightly, and she bowed and said.

With a faint fragrance, Xia Yuan took a few steps back, tightened the rough sword tire in his hand, and said vigilantly. "I don't know how the Holy Maiden needs my cooperation, besides, the Holy Maiden's cultivation is far superior to mine, so why do I need to use my hand to break the maze here?"

When things go wrong, there must be demons, and there is the last power to protect life.

Although Xia Yuan was not afraid of the woman in front of him approaching, if the last power was wasted like this, it would be a pity, and the sword tomb would not be able to go deeper.

"To tell you the truth, I had an accident when I was cultivating, my cultivation was imprisoned, and I couldn't use the spiritual power in my body for the time being, so I was forced to reach an agreement with the Holy Heart, and the competition to recruit relatives was made up by the Holy Heart, and only the Holy Heart knew what his purpose was. ”

In the dazed sword tomb, the saint's colorful clothes were also dazzling, but her beautiful eyes were circulating, and when she looked forward to it, she saw Xia Yuan's cold eyes looking at her without a trace of fluctuation.

Does this sword-carrying boy like women, or is he used to seeing stunning colors?

Whether it is the former or the latter, the saint has absolute confidence in her appearance, and men in the world will lose their minds for a moment when they see her, and Xia Yuan's appearance makes the smile on the saint's lips even worse.

He's an interesting person.

"I have such sincerity, I wonder if Gongzi can join forces with the little girl to break into the sword tomb and take the natal spirit crystal?"

The saint's face without powder is like a flower.

"It's not an enemy, it's good to be a friend, but there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and you and I both know this. Besides, there is only one piece of the natal spirit crystal, and the two of us alone are enough to choke on the beggars and masters, not to mention the scholars and ghosts on the sidelines. ”

Xia Yuan shook his head, he still knew that he still had it, hitting the stone with an egg, it was done by a stupid person, and it was a wise choice to avoid the edge for the time being.

"So, I need that hidden power from you. People who have always been looked down upon have no qualifications to let them take it to heart, and if it suddenly erupts, it will have unexpected effects, what do you say?"

The saintess had noticed Xia Yuan from the beginning, and the little abacus in her heart also calculated that Xia Yuan was vulnerable in their eyes.

"The mayflies shake the trees, and the light of the rice grains dares to compete with the bright moon! The saint is really a good plan. ”

Xia Yuan was amazed. "Well, if it weren't for the Holy Maiden, I would probably be trapped here for a long time until the Sword Tomb automatically teleports me out. Instead of going around the bend here, it is better to take the United States to the sword tomb, which is also a happy thing. ”

Xia Yuan, who had a hippie smile, put the rough sword tire in his hand behind him.

This wise saint should not take everyone for fools.

"Huh?"

The young man in front of him suddenly changed his face, smiling and rubbing his hands, but he looked like a bit of a scoundrel in the market.

After the saint took a few more glances at Xia Yuan, she looked away, raised her hand, and pointed to a small dirt bag not far away. "There is the heart of the maze array, you take this, you only need a little spiritual power, we can leave this place. ”

In the palm of the saint's left hand, a demon-slaying pestle appeared, and as soon as her words fell, she raised her hand and threw it to Xia Yuan.

"It's so heavy!"

Xia Yuan took the demon pestle with both hands, and sank his hand, which also made Xia Yuan bend over. This seemingly small demon slaying pestle also has some weight.

Xia Yuan held the demon slaying pestle in his right hand and looked in the direction pointed by the holy woman.

It was a small earthen bag with a flag surnamed Guo, Xia Yuan turned his head and asked suspiciously. "Holy Maiden, what do I need to do to break this maze. ”

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't find anything abnormal, it was an ordinary small dirt bag, full of rusty swords.

"Just take the demon pestle and cut off that flag. ”

The saint lowered her hand, hung it at her side, and turned her head and smiled.

"Okay, I'll give it a try. ”

Xia Yuan swept the demon slaying pestle in his hand, walked about twenty paces, and then stopped next to the small earthen bag with the banner surnamed Guo.

A little under his feet, his body jumped lightly onto the small dirt bag, Xia Yuan's feet landed on the hilt of the sword, and his figure was stable.

"If the maze is broken, what will the sword tomb look like? The broken sword is not rusty, the corpse is not rotten, and the glass of wine does not stop, but I don't know if I can meet the tomb of this senior. ”

Xia Yuan raised his hand and put the demon pestle across his chest, and at the same time ran the ninth reincarnation scripture, but after a spiritual power entered the demon pestle, he didn't see any change in the demon pestle, and that spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the sea.

"I'll fight. ”

A loud shout came out of his mouth, and Xia Yuan immediately smashed down the demon slaying pestle in his hand.

"Click!"

The flag surnamed Guo was easily smashed like a dead branch. Xia Yuan, who was unexpected, used too much force, and pounced forward again, almost falling to the ground, and almost fell to eat.

"That little girl's skin fooled me, something that can be broken with her fingers, I have to use a demon pestle, looking at a serious saint, it's a little naughty. ”

Xia Yuan suddenly rounded his arms and stood up straight, but the rusty sword under his feet creaked, and the sword body was also falling rusty blocks, seeing that he was about to lose his support, Xia Yuan also jumped up calmly and fell to the ground.

"Zheng ........."

As soon as Xia Yuan landed, the sound of the sword unsheathed suddenly sounded in his ears.

Xia Yuan looked back and forth, until he retreated beside the saint, and then stopped his body.

The holy woman glanced at Xia Yuan and said a word in her mouth. And so on. ”

Looking up, all the rusty swords on the small dirt bags around them were trembling slightly, they were arguing, and the pieces of rust were falling off, as if they were about to return to their original appearance, showing their edge again.

"Sonorous ........."

In an instant, all the swords rose from the ground, and they faded away from the rust, like stars breaking through the sky.

Countless swords condensed into a giant sword in the void, and the giant sword stood in the air, the edge could be in the sky, and the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, falling suddenly.

This sword, without the qi penetrating Changhong, just fell so casually, and there was no sword qi bursting out, but it smashed everything in front of him.

The ground is collapsing, the sky is also sliding open, and a great sun is revealed, shining brightly.

"Be careful!"

A boulder burst in, Xia Yuan's expression turned cold, holding the rough sword tire in his hand, and instantly split out a void sword qi, and the figure of him holding the sword with both hands parted his legs and crossed in front of the saint.

"Childe doesn't need to be like this, everything in front of him is an illusion, if you're afraid, just close your eyes. ”

The holy woman raised her hand and gently placed it on Xia Yuan's shoulder, if the boulder was real, the young man in front of him would have given up his life, but he was a very frank person.

"Don't worry, Childe, now you protect me, and I will protect your integrity in the future Sword Tomb. ”

At first, they just used each other, but now, the Holy Maiden has made up her mind to cooperate with Xia Yuan, and it is true that she has taken the natal spirit crystal.

Seeing the sword qi passing through his body, what the saint said was true, Xia Yuan's solemn expression eased a lot, he retracted his steps, but did not turn around, holding the sword in his hand, standing in front of the saint.

"All the scenes are illusory, but they also feel so real, hahaha......... I was a fledgling, but I let the saint see the joke. ”

Xia Yuan laughed and laughed, hiding a little embarrassment, but what Xia Yuan didn't know was that it was an unintentional move, but the Holy Maiden really treated him a little.