Chapter 208: Heavenly Sword Tomb
When the monks heard this, they looked under the fourth anti-yuan stone sword they were carrying, and their faces became strange.
I saw that under the indestructible sword, there was an extra line of small words:
"Tiannan's first sword cultivator came here for a visit"
It seems that it has been carved by someone, and the words are as sharp as a sword, and there is a sense of saber rattling and concealment.
"What's going on...... I don't think I had that before......"
"Could it be...... Did the Inner Sect Elders who came to test it do it?"
"Impossible, Deputy Dao Master Xiong once said that although his Reverse Yuan Stone Sword has no attack power, it is indestructible, comparable to an immortal weapon!"
"And who did this?"
"Remember it for me, this matter is rotten in the stomach, just treat it as if you didn't see it, if you let Deputy Daoist Xiong know, we will have to go around without eating!"
"That's nature!"
"Yes, yes, absolutely can't say. ”
"By the way, you say Tiannan...... What kind of place is this?"
"Probably some kind of small place with a lot of horns......
In a burst of gossip that was getting lower and lower, this group of monks of the Yudan period carried the fourth anti-yuan stone sword, and walked towards the outside of the square in the afterglow of the setting sun.
......
Xiong Shan, with Elder Mo and Han Li, and ten others, did not fly into the distance, but directly landed at the foot of the mountain behind Heavenly Sword Peak, standing in the void in front of a golden mountain wall.
He shook his sleeves, and suddenly four golden sword qi flew out of his sleeve robe, circling in pairs and submerging somewhere on the mountain wall in front of him.
At first, the mountain wall did not change in the slightest, as if those golden sword qi mud cows had entered the sea, but the next moment, the surface of the mountain wall was full of golden light, and countless dazzling golden runes jumped out from the surface of the mountain wall, and after a burst of interweaving and entanglement in mid-air, they formed a somewhat strange pattern, like the formation of a sword formation.
Where the golden light shrouded in, the mountain walls gradually became translucent.
"Hehe, it turns out that this is the entrance to Brother Xiong's famous Heavenly Sword Tomb, and today is really an eye-opener. Seeing this, Elder Mo Xie smiled and said.
Xiong Shan's face was solemn, and he didn't respond to Elder Moxie, the incantation in his mouth continued, his sleeves danced, and golden sword qi flew out of it, submerging into the formation one after another, making it clearer and clearer.
"Heavenly Sword Shrine ......"
Han Li looked at the array diagram that appeared in front of him with some curiosity, and through this diagram, he seemed to be able to see a black corridor faintly emerging on the mountain wall.
However, Qi Liang beside him, including Zhu Feng and others, had a little excitement in their eyes.
"Brother Qi, what's wrong?" Han Li saw this, and Chuan Yin asked.
"Brother Li hasn't joined this sect for a long time, and I don't know that it's normal for the Heavenly Sword Shrine to ...... The deputy Taoist master of Xiongshan is a famous sword idiot in the sect, and it is said that he has a collection of famous swords that he does not know much, and this heavenly sword mound is the place where he hides his sword, and he is very famous in the sect. It's just that this place is extremely mysterious, and there are almost few people in the sect who have seen it...... Unexpectedly, he would take us to the Heavenly Sword Tomb today, it seems that he wanted to refine his magic weapon in it. Qi Liang said.
"Oh, I see. Han Li nodded thoughtfully, also arousing a hint of interest.
At this time, Xiong Mountain's spell casting had reached the final stage, and the golden light on the mountain wall became brighter and brighter, gradually turning from transparent to a thick golden light curtain, and countless forbidden runes flickered on it.
A few muffled sounds!
Seven depressions emerged from the golden light curtain, forming a circle.
The sound of the spell in the bear mountain pass stopped, and with a wave of one hand, seven clouds of white light flew out, but they were seven half-moon-shaped golden talisman-shaped things.
He pinched a little, and seven golden talismans flew out, inlaid in the recessed place on the light curtain, and they were tightly sealed.
Airplanes!
The golden light curtain spewed out countless runes, gradually becoming thinner, and it took a quarter of an hour for the light curtain to disappear completely.
A black tunnel appeared, and the black hole led to nowhere, and the divine sense could not even probe into it, apparently imposing some kind of mysterious isolation prohibition.
"Let's go!" Xiong Shan walked in first.
Elder Mo Xie stepped in without saying a word, and Han Li and the others followed.
After everyone stepped into the Yongdao, a burst of golden light flowed on the mountain wall, and the entrance of the Yongdao became a mountain wall again.
The black corridor was not short, and it took a quarter of an hour to walk forward, and at the end was a huge cyan stone door, on which countless runes were inscribed, and it looked extremely simple.
Xiong Shan waved his hand and took out a token from his waist and shook it gently towards the cyan stone door, and the surface of the stone door shone with a trace of blue light, as if he had woken up after a long sleep.
After all the blue light was distorted for a while, it gradually condensed into a more complex formation than the one on the mountain wall outside.
Immediately afterwards, Xiong Shan raised his hand, and in the sound of breaking through the air, nine cyan swords flew out one by one, piercing into the nine places of the stone gate.
The formation on the cyan stone gate flashed wildly for a while, and gradually faded.
Squeak!
The huge stone door slowly opens!
At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly shone out from inside.
The light was too sudden, and everyone outside the door, including Elder Moxie, subconsciously closed their eyes, their bodies were shrouded in that dazzling light, and their bodies disappeared out of thin air in the corridor.
When Han Li opened his eyes again, he felt that there was a sudden whistling wind in his ears, as if countless incomparable sword intents filled this side of the world, and at this moment, with an incomparably fierce momentum, they were attacking them head-on.
After a moment's pause, he glanced around, and everywhere he could see was verdant and turquoise, and in front of him was a vast grassland with a radius of thousands of miles.
On the grassland, there were steamed bun-shaped cyan tombs everywhere, and on each tomb, there was a flying sword, and there were more than a thousand of them.
Between these dense tombs, there were also ten huge black stone pillars scattered around, and the distance between each of them was a hundred miles, and the entire Heavenly Sword Tomb Grassland was faintly divided into ten areas with this as the core.
In these areas, there were also three teams of monks, each team was led by a Mahayana monk, leading the other nine monks of the combined period, a total of 300 people.
Han Li's gaze swept over the grassland in front of him, and he had a full view of the layout of this place, only slightly surprised on his face, but in fact shocked in his heart.
Among these tomb flying swords, some are as slender as willow leaves and thin eyebrows, some are as wide as the palace door, some are as cold as the sword body, and the surrounding grass is frozen into ice edges, and some of the sword bodies are still burning with raging flames, and the radius is scorched earth......
Its sword bodies swayed slightly, emitting bursts of trembling sounds, and the amazing sword qi rushed straight to the bullfighting, cutting all the white clouds above this heaven and earth into pieces of fine cloud flocculents, making them unable to condense and form.
There were even some flying swords, which vibrated violently from time to time, making a piercing grinding sound, and tried to pull them out of the tombs, and whenever this happened, the monks stationed nearby would pinch the magic tricks and work together to suppress them.
Helplessly, there are too many flying swords on the grassland, and the gourd is pressed down and scooped again, as soon as it is suppressed here, there are flying swords struggling over there, and even flying up, which is quite lively.
However, these monks seem to have been accustomed to this kind of thing, and they handled it in an orderly manner, without the slightest hint of panic.
These unruly flying swords, no matter which one of them is taken out, are enough treasures that a monk in the Merge Period, or even the Mahayana Period, will not hesitate to go bankrupt in exchange for treasures, and some of the higher-quality flying swords are the true fairy realm monks who have practiced for thousands of years when they see it, and they will also feel greedy.
And when these flying swords gather together and appear in front of the eyes of the world, no matter how calm the mood is, people can't help but be shocked, because this is no longer something that can be done simply by relying on strong financial resources.
This group of True Immortal Realm monks, without exception, were all monks who used flying swords as their natal objects, and each of them was proficient in the art of imperial swords, so when they saw this scene, the shock in their hearts came even more violently.
Seeing this, the look in his eyes changed again and again, and he took his gaze back with difficulty, looked at Xiong Mountain with admiration on his face, and exclaimed:
"I have long heard that the Heavenly Sword Tomb of the Xiong Dao Lord is extraordinary, and when I saw it today, I knew that the rumors in the past were not exaggerated, but some of them were not exhausted. In our entire Candle Dragon Dao, I'm afraid no one can go beyond the right side of the Bear Dao Lord, it's really breathtaking, breathtaking......"
What he said was somewhat flattering, but the people present did not feel harsh in their ears, because they thought the same in their hearts, but they didn't say it.
"Nothing. This is also the result of tens of thousands of years of searching and painstaking efforts to collect this seat, and it is not easy to integrate the thousand and eighty flying swords needed for today's sword formation......" Xiong Shan waved his hand and said, but a look of self-satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Han Li didn't care about these at all at the moment, his gaze was fixed on the northwest direction of the Heavenly Sword Tomb Grassland.
Because in an area there, on the top of the seventy-two bulging tombs, there was a cyan flying sword inserted in each of them, and the sword body trembled continuously, and wisps of slender golden arcs ejected from the body, as if they were trying to break free from the tombs.
These seventy-two cyan flying swords were none other than the flying sword with their real name "Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword" that Han Li was looking for!
At this moment, these flying swords seemed to sense Han Li's presence, and they struggled more and more intensely, and the lightning around them flashed brighter and brighter, and they were about to completely explode.
Seeing this, Han Li's pupils shrank slightly, and the thoughts in his heart turned sharply.
Of course, he wanted to get his flying sword back immediately, but it was naturally impossible to ask Xiong Shan for it, and it was even more self-defeating to forcibly snatch the flying sword away with his own strength.
These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning and flint, and almost the next moment, he forcibly suppressed the thoughts in his heart, directly cutting off the connection with the soul of the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.
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