"Vomit-" Yuan Chen finally couldn't control himself, his hands on the ground and began to vomit, just now Meng Jiu Ge took himself through too fast, the spatial transient brought about the feeling of the world spinning, Yuan Chen couldn't resist it, and began to fall to the ground retching.

Such a gaffe scene Yuan Chen remembered the spatial crack that shuttled through the "Winter North" before, and the same was true for Chao Yuxi, and he also made fun of it, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn so quickly.

The memory of "Winter North" can be said to be very precious to Yuan Chen, that space crack is the first time Yuan Chen met Chao Yan, a pair of amethyst eyes, Yuan Chen may not forget it in his life.

"Haha, the old man was like this when he first came here, Yuan Xiaoyou rest assured, this is the sequelae of space shuttle, and it will be fine after a while. Meng Jiu Ge said with a smile, the first time he shuttled through space, he was also dizzy and retching, and his master, that is, the head of the previous generation, also said with a smile.

Somehow, Meng Jiuge felt as if he had been waiting for this scene for a long time, and he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart to be able to teach the junior the way of space like this.

Yuan Chen was speechless in his heart, this passage was exactly the same as what he said to Chao Yuxi at that time, could it be that the space monks all taught the descendants in this way? Maybe the space monks from generation to generation have experienced this kind of disgusting rotation of heaven and earth, and they need to be explained by their predecessors, otherwise it will be difficult to have a sense of superiority in cultivating the way of space, and this kind of bad taste custom has been passed down like this?

Although Yuan Chen didn't have anything to say, he was also the proud and victim of this "custom", maybe it was because he had experienced it, so he felt that he couldn't let the next generation pass it so easily, and it was not easy to teach them the Tao of space.

After retching for a while, Yuan Chen returned to normal, and Meng Jiuge took out a Qing Dan and let himself take it, saying that he would make himself feel better.

Yuan Chen looked at this scene, and felt that most of his conjectures were right, and he was tired of taking the pill, and the dizziness in his brain eased a lot.

"Master, are we here?" Yuan Chen didn't want to delve too deep into this issue, the existence of this strange "custom", Yuan Chen felt that it was still necessary, at least the horror of the way of space, and the need to be cautious This concept deepened a little more in Yuan Chen's heart.

Meng Jiuge looked at the environment he was in, and stretched out his hand to lift the protection on Yuan Chen's body: "It's here, you can feel it." ”

As soon as the protection was gone, Yuan Chen was directly shocked by the random sword qi coming from all sides, and hurriedly urged his own sword intent to resist, and the sound of groaning swords instantly reverberated in the empty area.

But even so, the sword intent in Yuan Chen's body was still not enough, his own bloody sword intent could not be exposed, and the Heaven Intercepting Sword intent could not be used, the two major sword intents were removed, and Yuan Chen's remaining major sword intent was only seventeen.

Yuan Chen's remaining seventeen sword intents are still strong, but they can't stop the infinite sword intent pressure here, and the sword intents shot from all around are countless, each sword intent is very powerful, and Yuan Chen can only support it hard.

"Yuan Xiaoyou can stand here supportively, I'm afraid he has already comprehended almost twenty kinds of sword intent. Meng Jiuge was a little surprised, originally he thought that Yuan Chen would be directly crushed by these sword intents, he thought he had overestimated Yuan Chen, but he didn't expect Yuan Chen to give him such a surprise, "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, the old man is indeed old." ”

"Master, what is this place?" said Yuan Chen, his tone trembling a little, obviously under a lot of pressure at the moment.

Meng Jiuge explained: "This is the place where every head of Ling Jianfeng buries his sword, you can call him the Sword Shrine!"

"Sword Shrine?!" Yuan Chen said in his heart, no wonder there are so many powerful sword intents here, Ling Jianfeng is the first sword cultivation holy land in the mortal realm, and the strength of the sword path of the head is self-evident, it can be said that this is the peak representative of the sword path in the mortal realm.

"These sword intent coercion are of great benefit to you, since you can insist, I will not give you protection. Meng Jiu Ge said, "When you comprehend the sword intent of the hundred realms, you will be able to walk freely in it." ”

Yuan Chen was shocked in his heart, this old guy is really hidden, a hundred sword intents, looking at his appearance, it has naturally reached this point, Yuan Chen thinks that with the addition of majoring in sword intent, a total of nineteen sword intents are enough to be called a kendo grandmaster, but compared to Meng Jiuge, it is nothing.

In his previous life, it seemed that he was still in too much of a hurry to ascend, if he could stay in the mortal realm for a while and ask Meng Jiuge for his cultivation in the way of the sword, maybe it would be easier for him to be promoted to the emperor.

Kendo has nothing to do with cultivation, Yuan Chen's strength is more than the realm improvement of martial arts, regardless of this difference, Yuan Chen's attainments in kendo are far inferior to Meng Jiuge's.

"Let's go, there are a lot of taboos here, you have to follow my footsteps, otherwise you will make a mistake and activate the ban, and I won't be able to save you." Meng Jiuge said solemnly, changing his amiable normal.

Yuan Chen didn't say much, he followed closely behind Meng Jiuge, what the head said was right, the sword intent coercion of the sword mound was very beneficial to his own sword cultivation, any kind of sword intent was enough for him to comprehend for a long time, this kind of opportunity Yuan Chen could not let go, even if he could not comprehend a sword intent from it in a short period of time, he could prove the sword through the powerful sword intent coercion here.

With his sword as a proof of this sword, Yuan Chen felt that his seventeen sword intents were fading step by step in the pressure of these sword intents, removing lead and condensing essence.

This kind of benefit is difficult to find even in the Heavenly Realm, it is the collection of the painstaking efforts of each generation of Ling Jianfeng's leaders, and it is so rare after time precipitation.

Yuan Chen followed Meng Jiuge as he walked, and every inch he walked felt that the power of the sword intent around him increased by one point, and in the time of half a pillar of incense, his eyes could clearly see the sword light condensed into the sword intent flickering, almost illuminating the area.

However, Yuan Chen's divine sense was suppressed by the sword intent, just like mortals could only use the naked eye to observe, and the originally dark area became clear. Only then did Yuan Chen see the road ahead, this was a wide platform, made of hard black iron, Yuan Chen expected that just the steel bricks of these platforms would be enough to resist the full force of the six-grade magic weapon, and it would not even leave a trace.

The steel bricks of such a large platform are enough to cast tens of thousands of six-grade or more magic vessels.

As he went deeper, Yuan Chen saw eleven simple tombs, but no one would despise these tombs, just the terrifying aura emanating from them, Yuan Chen was almost out of breath.

"This is the sword shrine of the various generations of leaders of Ling Jianfeng, their bodies have all dissolved into heaven and earth, leaving only their swords buried here. Meng Jiu Ge said, "You have to be careful, each tomb is sealed with the swords of the heads of various generations, these accessories have been carefully cultivated with sword intent when they are alive, and any one of them is an heirloom artifact." ”

Yuan Chen nodded, the swordsman cultivated his own weapons, this is a normal thing, and the sword of Yuan Chen's previous life was also a peerless sword born under his own cultivation.

The sword weapon has a spirit, and the swords left by these successive generations of masters are buried here, and if they are alarmed, it is difficult to predict what will happen.

"This is Ling Jianfeng's greatest treasure. Yuan Chen said silently.

Yuan Chen found that six positions were placed on the left and right of the eleven sword mounds, and one of them was empty.

Meng Jiuge saw Yuan Chen's question, and quipped: "This empty sword mound is for the old man and me, hehe, I have carefully arranged this place for a long time, what do you think of Yuan Xiaoyou?"

Yuan Chen looked at Meng Jiuge speechlessly, he didn't expect this old guy to be so worried, not to mention anything else, just because of his own cultivation, it is not a problem to live for tens of thousands of years, even if Meng Jiuge lives for a long time, but how can he count that he still has at least more than 10,000 years of life, and he left the sword mound for himself so early, isn't it that he has nothing to do!

But in the blink of an eye, every head of Ling Jianfeng is a figure who has cultivated through heaven and earth, not to mention the longevity, there are eleven head sword mounds here, plus the age of the ancestor, Ling Jianfeng's history is likely to exceed a million years, and its heritage can be seen.

"Haha! Every sword shrine here has a sword intent for you to comprehend and cultivate, but our purpose this time is not to do so. Meng Jiuge reminded Yuan Chen and motioned for Yuan Chen to continue walking, "There is still a way to go, and that is our destination this time." ”

Yuan Chen's heart can't wait to comprehend these sword intents, this is simply the dream place of all sword cultivators, even if Yuan Chen's sword path is the king, it is difficult to suppress the desire in his heart in this environment.

But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, it is speculated that this place is likely to be the place that each generation of heads will bring to when choosing the next head candidate, if Yuan Chen lies here shamelessly, it may cause Meng Jiuge's disgust, and after a slight consideration, it is very troublesome for the head to do so.

Yuan Chen honestly followed Meng Jiuge, it was almost another time for a stick of incense, the sword intent on Yuan Chen's body increased suddenly, and he was even bent by the sword intent, his body was difficult to stand up, and he struggled to walk under the difficulty: "Master, I can't walk anymore." ”

But he didn't expect Meng Jiuge to ignore himself at all and walked straight forward.

Yuan Chen realized that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly stood up with all his strength, moving to keep up with Meng Jiuge, but found that Meng Jiuge's figure in front of him had become ethereal, and after a closer look, he found that what Yuan Chen saw before was actually a phantom, and Meng Jiuge had disappeared beside him.

"When did it start?!" Yuan Chen guessed in his heart, this happened too unbelievable, before in the sword mound of the head of the past dynasties not far away, Meng Jiuge was still talking and laughing with himself, Yuan Chen was sure that Meng Jiuge was still the body at that time. After that, Yuan Chen also stared at Meng Jiuge's figure, following his footsteps, not daring to relax for half a minute, when did Meng Jiuge disappear in front of his eyes?

For the first time, Yuan Chen had doubts about his attention, could it be that all this was set up by Meng Jiuge? In order to lure himself here? But in a blink of an eye, he thought that there was nothing in him worthy of Meng Jiuge's greed, his temperament was understood by himself, if a straightforward person really wanted to harm himself, he would have slapped himself to death a long time ago.

Yuan Chen's call had no effect, but Meng Jiuge's phantom still walked forward, and his steps were still the same as before. Gritting his teeth and deciding, Yuan Chen continued to follow Meng Jiuge's phantom walk, the coercion on his body became more and more powerful, the sweat on Yuan Chen's back had soaked his clothes, and his long hair was also affected by the sweat.