Chapter 70: The Grave

"It's a pity. ”

Sitting on the grass, Liu Baiyi suddenly raised his eyes to look at the sky, only to see that the sky and the earth were gloomy and gray, as if the rain was about to fall, there seemed to be a mist floating in the air, today, there was no sunrise.

At this moment, the three brothers and sisters were gone, only Liu Baiyi was alone.

"You're here on time. ”

He spoke again, looking at the eight people who were already standing not far away, Li Si's face was slightly embarrassed, obviously a little uncomfortable with Zhao Gao's amazing light skills.

"How are the hundred schools of thought?"

Casually crossed over the eight different true qis, and Liu Baiyi looked at them.

And their faces have changed slightly, this original Mo family organ city now makes them very uncomfortable, everywhere is full of broken swords, or incomplete swords, filled with a strange sense of decay, this strange aura spreads everywhere, even makes them feel a kind of fear.

People are afraid, and the sword is also afraid, and this is the place where the sword will be used in a few days.

"Farmer, it's going to be reversed. ”

Li Si's face was calm, but his words were like thunder on the ground.

Go on. ”

Liu Baiyi seemed to be unconscious, and his expression was very ordinary.

"The Yin and Yang family seems to have changed a little, the Mo family and the soldier family are all waiting for the farmers to rise together. ”

As if hearing what he wanted to know, Liu Baiyi was slightly silent.

"Hmm, Yin and Yang Family?"

That's what he cares about most.

"Hehe, I heard that the six elders of the farmer family are about to leave the mountain!"

At this time, Zhao Gao said with a smile, looking at Liu Baiyi unscrupulously in his eyes, as if he wanted to see how he could solve this thorny trouble.

"Interesting. ”

Sure enough, Liu Baiyi's eyes finally changed, and even the entire valley seemed to tremble suddenly, just like his slightly condensed eyes.

"Lord Zhao, do you think Tian Yan should do it?"

He changed his words and said a name.

Suddenly, Zhao Gao's smile froze slightly on his face, Tian Yan, one of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue except for the Six Sword Slaves was the holder of the Startling Salamander, a first-class killer of the heaven-level level.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Gao asked after a long silence.

"It's just to send them to Huangquan Road. ”

Liu Baiyi said slowly.

"I see. ”

Zhao Gao glanced at him deeply, and then immediately withdrew his gaze.

"The person sent by the Yin and Yang family this time is its Dharma Protector Star Soul, do you want to do something to him too?"

As if thinking of something, Zhao Gaofu asked again.

"Hundreds of schools, if there is no Yin and Yang family, wouldn't it be a pity. ”

In response to him was Liu Baiyi's calm words.

"What's more, they are full of concern about the rumors, do you now also want to know if the rumors of immortality are true?"

It's just that neither the Six Sword Slaves, nor Zhao Gaoyi nor Li Si answered his words, but they were really curious in their eyes.

"Naturally, if it weren't for that, how could there be such a big change in the Yin and Yang family, Canglong Qisu, Huangshi Heavenly Book, but it makes me a little curious. ”

"In that case, I will add another fire, you say that if I tell the world that I have a method of ascending to the upper realm hidden in my body, I will live forever, fly to the sky and the earth, move mountains and seas, call for wind and rain, all in it, how will they react?"

As Liu Baiyi's words came out, several people who were listening quietly were silent, but there was endless shock in their hearts, it was as if they were pushing themselves to a dead end, and those who could do such things were either fools or madmen.

Indeed, at this time, Liu Baiyi just wanted to force himself to do something like this, just like before, now his cultivation is so high that there are too few opponents who can cause him a life-and-death crisis, and the bottleneck is close at hand, and it is a last resort.

"What do you think of this place?"

Liu Baiyi got up, looked at the valley, looked at the swords all over the mountains, but after a while, some of them were mottled and rusty.

"Like a graveyard. ”

Li Si frowned slightly, he was disgusted by the aura here.

"Grave soil, it's a pity that it's not yet, after all, there is no blood and bones buried, but it's almost over. ”

Liu Baiyi disagreed.

"Every swordsmith hopes that the swords they cast are all good swords, people have hearts, do you believe that swords have sword hearts?"

Li Si looked at Liu Baiyi like a madman, even Zhao Gao, and the Six Sword Slaves were silent from beginning to end, but their expressions were a little different from the two.

"Listen, they're crying. ”

As he spoke, there was a gust of wind in the valley for no reason, whimpering like a ghost crying, blowing those sword weapons, trembling, as if he had his own consciousness.

The wind stirred the mist, like countless lonely souls gathered and circulated.

This weird and terrifying scene made everyone's hearts tremble inexplicably.

"Heh, I'm just kidding. ”

Liu Baiyi looked at their changing faces and smiled, and then stroked his right hand, and suddenly saw that in the center of the valley, a black green long sword that had replaced the casting furnace half inserted into the soil roared in vain, and the clear Yue was incomparable, there was no tremor, and I saw that where the sword sounded, everything stopped.

Then he waved his hand, but in a breath of time, all eight people had left, leaving only one in white clothes to look at the swords all over the mountains and fields.

I don't know when, the white hair behind Liu Baiyi slowly swayed, and then danced like a silver snake.

At the same time, an invisible sword intent had suddenly spread out from Liu Baiyi's body, like a tidal wave, spreading to the entire valley, spreading to every sword, and even to every grass and tree.

He's been doing this for some time.

"Although I have not given you hearts, I can give you a sharp edge, which is extremely bright. ”

With his words, a light that seemed to appear on the blades of all sword weapons gradually appeared, no matter what sword blades, even rusty swords, but they were only disappearing in an instant, they were waiting, waiting for the time to bloom.

"Grave soil?"

"It is the most suitable to bury the glory of the hundred schools of thought. ”

Liu Baiyi muttered.